Just then, Ling Xiao suddenly shouted, and in the next moment, the four talismans in the sky transformed into streams of light and scattered around Old Master Ren's grave.
"Buzz! Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!"
Instantly, the four talismans sank into the ground at the four corners and vanished without a trace.
"Senior Brother is so cool. I wish I could be that handsome too!"
Qiu Sheng looked at Ling Xiao with envy.
"I'd be satisfied with even half as much!"
Wen Cai also nodded with admiration.
"Hmph, always goofing off instead of training, yet still daring to compare yourselves to your Senior Brother? Where do you get that confidence!?"
Uncle Nine scolded them the moment their words came out.
The two of them immediately lowered their heads in embarrassment.
Without further comment, Uncle Nine walked straight to the altar and began performing the ritual.
The Four Directions Mysterious Essence Talisman was a top-grade yellow-rank talisman. Normally, Uncle Nine would just draw it on a talisman paper and burn it—nothing flashy like Ling Xiao's performance.
Its purpose was to suppress evil energies from all four directions. Typically, after use, it prevented the coffin from being affected by surrounding Yin energy during exhumation and reburial, which could otherwise lead to zombification.
That was exactly why Uncle Nine previously said "sometimes stillness is better than movement."
Because moving a coffin could easily cause it to absorb resentful energy from the heavens and earth and become a Zombie.
Ling Xiao's elaborate method served to strengthen the isolation effect, making it almost 100% effective.
Unfortunately, Ling Xiao knew that Old Master Ren had already undergone corpse transformation. Using the Four Directions Mysterious Essence Talisman now would be completely useless—but he still had to keep up appearances.
Didn't you see how everyone around was now looking at Ling Xiao like he was some kind of great immortal?
On the other side, Uncle Nine also didn't want to be seen as less capable than his disciple, so he, too, performed a flashy ritual.
The entire graveyard was either glowing with flames or bathed in golden light.
Of course, both Ling Xiao and Uncle Nine knew it was all just for show.
The real power was still nowhere near as effective as a casual Xuan-rank talisman.
But the spectators were thoroughly dazzled.
Everyone present developed an overwhelming sense of awe and reverence for the master-disciple pair.
"Seal!"
With a final shout, Uncle Nine drove his peach wood sword into the ground.
Then he picked up several incense sticks and began offering prayers.
"Everyone, come and pay your respects!"
Uncle Nine spoke and then, with a look of profound mystery, walked away with his hands behind his back. As he passed Ling Xiao, he even gave him a wink.
Ling Xiao secretly gave a thumbs-up, acknowledging Uncle Nine's flawless performance.
"Hmm!?"
Suddenly, Uncle Nine furrowed his brows and walked to the side of the grave, his expression turning serious as he examined the surrounding soil.
"Master, there's something wrong with this grave."
Ling Xiao also squatted down, picked up a handful of dirt, studied it briefly, then stood up and spoke to Uncle Nine.
"You noticed it too? Let's hear your thoughts."
Uncle Nine nodded approvingly at Ling Xiao's insight.
"Master, this 'Dragonfly Touching the Water' burial site has clearly been tampered with. A proper Dragonfly Touching the Water site should have snowflake-covered earth on top, but this one is sealed with lime, completely blocking fortune and Yang energy. I think Old Master Ren inside has already transformed into a Zombie."
Ling Xiao calmly explained his analysis. Of course, this wasn't based on memories from his past life but purely from his own accumulated experience.
"Exactly right."
Uncle Nine nodded with satisfaction.
As for the so-called Zombie, it had only been buried for twenty years. With his current strength, it posed no threat—just a hassle.
"But Master, I feel this isn't so simple."
Ling Xiao spoke again, and even Uncle Nine was taken aback.
"Master, look at this!"
As he finished speaking, Ling Xiao pulled a weed from about ten meters away from the grave. To everyone's surprise, the roots of this weed had turned completely black, and a wave of sinister Yin energy emanated from it—only perceptible to those with cultivation.
"This…!"
Even Uncle Nine's pupils contracted slightly.
For such dense Yin energy to exist even ten meters away, it could only have come from a Green Zombie with at least fifty years of cultivation!
"This is trouble. There's definitely something unusual about this grave. But we won't know what it is until we open the coffin."
Uncle Nine's expression grew grim.
Thanks to Ling Xiao's reminder, he finally realized this grave wasn't as simple as it seemed.
But at the moment, there was no way to tell what was wrong.
They'd have to wait until the coffin was unearthed.
"Uncle Nine, Little Taoist Master Ling Xiao, the Feng Shui master who picked this site said it was a top-tier burial ground—very rare to find!"
Just then, Master Ren approached with his daughter and Awei after finishing his three bows, and spoke to the master and disciple.
"That's correct. This is a Dragonfly Touching the Water site. It's 11.2meters long, with only 1.3 meters usable; 4.3 meters wide, with only 1 meter usable! Because of this, the burial must be done using ritual methods rather than a standard burial."
Uncle Nine nodded slightly and explained.
"Master, what's a ritual burial? A French funeral!?"
Just then, Wen Cai, who had just walked over, blurted out proudly.
Uncle Nine immediately felt a headache coming on.
"All you do is sleep every day, and you don't even know the basics!"
Uncle Nine couldn't help but glare at Wen Cai.
Qiu Sheng chuckled gloatingly on the side.
"You're laughing? Do you know the answer?"
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