Orthodox Transmission System

  Just as Ah Qiang slammed down his wooden sword, he also let out a loud shout: "I'll see you come out now!"

  With a loud shout, accompanied by the dull thud of the wooden sword coming down, the ghost suddenly shook violently and then seemed to turn into a cannonball, shooting out of the bamboo tube in its mouth.

  Bai Yu saw the ghost fly out, waited for the right moment, and with a wave of his hand, the Bagua mirror sucked in the ghost, which had transformed into a ball of energy. As the ghost was sucked into the cauldron, Bai Yu quickly sealed the lid and set it aside.

  A Qiang saw this and laughed, saying: "I'm still the best." Then he turned his face to Mao Shanming and said: "How come you haven't figured it out yet? Do you want me to help?"

  Mao Shanming's face turned red as soon as he heard the words, and immediately put down the corpse, also imitating A Qiang's appearance to inject his vital energy into the sword. With a "hiss" sound, it slammed onto the back of the corpse, and the soul of this corpse suddenly flew out of its mouth, and was then collected by Ninth Uncle.

  However, they are all cultivators, and their physical quality is not comparable to that of ordinary people. The wooden sword wrapped in talismans can be used as a club, and this sword can withstand the transformation with the stiff corpse of the Dou Shi.

  Jiu Shu saw it and couldn't help but frown, saying: "Don't rush, take your time, look at this corpse, you've all deformed it."

  A Qiang and Mao Shanming both smiled somewhat awkwardly and said: "Actually, they didn't want to come out, there's no other way to do it."

  Ninth Uncle shook his head and said, "I think you only need to use half of the strength you used just now to knock out the souls in their bodies, don't waste your energy."

  A Qiang and Mao Shan Ming both nodded in agreement, then each took a step forward to support the corpse. This time they calculated their strength for a moment before striking down with the peach wood sword. Again, there was a loud "crash" as it struck the back of the corpse. The force of this blow was slightly weaker than the previous one, but still managed to knock out the ghost, which was then collected by Bai Yu.

  However, this force seems to be a bit too great, and the spine of these two corpses still has an arc, sinking down a piece.

  Afterwards, the two of them got more and more skilled at fighting these zombies, just like playing baseball, one hit was all it took. After they finished dealing with all the zombies, Ninth Uncle instructed Ah Qiang: "Ah Qiang, later you clean up the bodies here and put them in the storage room, when dawn breaks let the villagers come to claim them and bury them back in their ancestral tombs."

  "Alright, don't worry Master. I'll definitely do it well." He then pointed in the direction of the corpse and said somewhat awkwardly: "However, those Dou Shi killed by Bai Daozhang seem to be difficult to recognize."

  "Oh?" Ninth Uncle looked in the direction where Ah Qiang was pointing, and saw that more than half of the corpses on the ground had some charred blackness, and some even had it on their faces. Indeed, they were not easy to recognize. Ninth Uncle pondered for a moment and said: "It's okay, this is normal. At that time, Bai Dao friend was in a hurry and might not have considered these things. Let's think about it, when the time comes, their family members should still be able to recognize them. If they really can't recognize them, let me take a look at the corpse's appearance. Then we'll put the labels on later."

  A Qiang heard this and laughed, flattering: "Master's skills are indeed superb, even the dead can be measured."

  Ninth Uncle ignored him and raised his hand to pat his waist, muttering to himself as he walked into the house: "This big battle really made my old bones tired, I'll go rest first. If you really need me to examine the corpse again, just call me."

  Looking at the back of Jiu Shu leaving, and looking at the corpses all over the ground and the deserted surroundings. A Qiang shook his head, sighed and muttered to himself: "This is the fate of being an apprentice." Then he buried his head and started cleaning up the corpses on the ground.

  At this time, Bai Yu and Mao Shanming were already in the house. They had come to deliver the urn and had just finished arranging it when they met Jiu Shu outside. Jiu Shu saw Bai Yu and said, "Fellow Taoist, you can go back and rest now. There's nothing else today."

  Bai Yu nodded and was about to leave, but then stopped in his tracks and turned back to Jiu Shu: "Brother Dao, I wonder how you plan to deal with the other two horse thieves?"

  Jiu Shu heard this and was taken aback, saying: "The other two? We will certainly have to execute them. How can we spare such heinous criminals?"

  Bai Yu nodded and said, "In that case, I'll take my leave and not disturb you anymore." Then Bai Yu turned around and left.

  Back in the room, Bai Yu's mind began to worry about his mission. To be sure, one of the tasks was to kill all three horse bandits, but it seemed that this had not been completed and he did not know if he would be judged a failure after the execution tomorrow.

  At this time, the voice of the system rang out:

  "Mission accomplished, eliminate the fighting corpse, and get 100 points for each eliminated fighting corpse. Eliminate 26 fighting corpses to get 2600 exchange points from the host."

  Upon hearing the system's prompt, Bai Yu shook his head. He still remembered the system's punishment. If there were tasks that he couldn't complete, then this cooked duck would also be beyond his reach.

  Bai Yu stopped thinking and came to the bed, sat cross-legged on it, and began to meditate.

  His consciousness withdrew into his body, drifting along the meridians to the dantian, gazing at the spiritual power in front of him that still needed some time to solidify. He didn't think about anything else and arrived at the sea of consciousness, starting to shape the spiritual power with his hands, striking out towards the characters.

  Bai Yu spent another night in cultivation, and when the sky brightened and the rooster crowed, Bai Yu got out of bed on time. At this moment, Jiu Shu had also gotten up early and was thinking about practicing his Bagua Palm as usual. With each palm strike, he blew up a layer of sand dust from the ground.

  His footsteps were also strange and sinister, his body seemed to be floating vaguely, shrouded in a layer of residual shadows.

  After a moment, Jiu Shu finished his work and stood up, looking at Bai Yu beside him with a smile: "Fellow Taoist, why don't you show me the results of your efforts over the past few days?"

  Bai Yu naturally knew that this was what Jiu Shu wanted to see, so he nodded and cupped his fists: "Then please, senior brother, criticize and correct me." Immediately, his body turned and transformed into a butterfly-like movement, lightly floating to the center of the courtyard.

  At this time, his eyes suddenly became sharp, and his hands moved immediately. However, just as his hands moved, it seemed to trigger a chain reaction, and his elbows, shoulders, waist, knees, and feet all followed in motion. His speed was very fast, and he circled around the courtyard, but only revolved around one spot. When this palm technique was unleashed, it also generated a whirlwind of energy. Although it wasn't as effortless as Ninth Uncle's, its momentum was astonishing, and even the leaves on the trees in the courtyard were blown into motion.

  After a set of punches, Bai Yu stood up with his fists retracted, and a thin layer of sweat had already seeped out from his forehead, but his whole body felt extremely comfortable, as if his breathing had become much smoother.

  "Good, this set of palm techniques has already been mastered by you, reaching the realm of shaking people's momentum. I think it won't be long before you can also be called a master in the martial arts world."

  Bai Yu heard this and couldn't help but feel a bit embarrassed, laughing: "Brother Dao is joking, becoming the leader of this generation isn't something you can achieve just by saying it. You need to have an extraordinary understanding of martial arts, and merge your spirit into your fist techniques. I'm still far from that."

  "Older people like us have no more opportunities," said Ninth Uncle, shaking his head. "Young people can always shape possibilities."

  Seeing Ninth Uncle at this time was somewhat depressed, Bai Yu suddenly didn't dare to entangle in this topic anymore, and changed the subject: "Dao brother, have those corpses been handled? It seems that today is the day of execution for those two horse bandits. Should we attend?"

  Ninth Uncle shook his head and said, "Our town doesn't have an executioner, so we usually carry out hangings. There's nothing good to see, so let's not go. Since we have plenty of time today, I'll thoroughly introduce you to the world of martial arts. That way, in the future, you won't be half-baked and unclear about these things." Ninth Uncle then walked towards the house, apparently wanting to spread some knowledge for the sake of setting an example.

  Bai Yu nodded slightly, although he was worried about the task and felt a sense of helplessness. He had some curiosity about certain martial arts knowledge, but his heart was filled with a premonition that something would happen today.

  Bai Yu followed Jiu Shu into the room, sat down in a place, and then handed Bai Yu a cup of tea. Bai Yu hurriedly took it with both hands. Now, Bai Yu and Jiu Shu can be said to be both teacher and friend. As for how to get along with Jiu Shu now, Bai Yu didn't know what attitude to use either.

  "Now you can say that your physical quality, which is cultivated by yourself, has far surpassed others in martial arts for a long time. However, you don't have much understanding of martial arts, which will be very unfavorable to your future path of martial arts cultivation."

  He paused for a moment, took a sip of tea and continued: "Although martial arts can never catch up with cultivation, it can complement each other. Therefore, some sects have ancestral martial arts, so you don't have to worry about having a physical body that is far superior to ordinary people during cultivation, but can't use it well."

  Bai Yu nodded and said, "I can feel this too. In the past, I only roughly understood some boxing techniques, and indeed felt that these techniques were not useful in actual combat. But after practicing Bagua Palm, I have a different understanding now."

  Ninth Uncle smiled and nodded, saying: "Alright, since that's the case, I'll first explain to you some of the boundaries of practicing martial arts."