Chapter 13: Sincerely Seeking Advice (Part 1)

  That ring, said to be used to control the thousand-year-old female corpse, has almost become a token of that person. Unfortunately, the guy who was considered a big shot in Lin Qiulü's eyes never let Qin Yifan know his name until he died. Lin Qiulü didn't say, and Qin Yifan didn't ask, anyway, since the person is already dead, with a handful of yellow earth, what's the point of having a name?

  That female corpse should be the powerful and unparalleled weapon known as the thousand-year-old yin corpse, which can also be considered a treasure. It's likely that the guy who was suffocated to death couldn't have lived for thousands of years, so it's still unknown where this female corpse came from, and it can't be blamed on his head. However, manipulating a corpse to serve oneself is still unacceptable to Qin Yifan.

  It's unknown how many generations have manipulated this female corpse, anyway, here, her nominal master has passed away, no one is manipulating her, and she can't make trouble again. The person has also been buried in peace, should be able to rest in peace now. Qin Yifan dug open the grave, put the ring that was said to control the female corpse on her finger, at least, it counts as being able to control herself during her rest.

  As for that guy's so-called corpse-controlling techniques, they were also placed directly beside the female corpse. Apart from the token of faith, these are the most important things and cannot be allowed to wander outside; let them rest in peace and return to dust.

  At this time, Qin Yifan didn't feel that the method in his hand, which was said to be able to cultivate yin evil energy directly here, was precious at all, nor did he feel sorry. And accompanying him to do these things, naturally, there was only Lin Qiulü. Lin Qiulü came here also to confirm whether the dead person was really the one she knew, and there were no other intentions.

  "I find that your state of mind is far superior to many cultivators I have met, at least you are not greedy." Lin Qiulü said this as she watched Qin Yifan put the items back on the female corpse's body, seeming to feel a sense of relief.

  "Thanks for the compliment, but shouldn't you be adapting to this place as soon as possible?" Lin Qiulü's words could be considered praise, but Qin Yifan didn't get carried away and instead started urging: "I believe that from now on, there will be many people coming here."

  Neither of them noticed that when they buried the woman's corpse, the female corpse underground moved slightly again. The movement was so small that it was extremely easy to think it was caused by the falling soil and rocks.

  As if to prove Qin Yifan's words, Lin Qiulü began her second day of recovery and cultivation when a strange figure appeared on the official road again. Qin Yifan, who often came and went, basically recognized everyone, and occasionally passing by, he could also judge from his physique and temperament whether he was a passerby or a Jianghu person, or even a cultivator. At this time, appearing here is very suspicious.

  This person looked unfamiliar, Qin Yifan had never seen him before. He was dressed like a small peddler, with not many things on him. There were no signs of a martial artist on his body, but his light and effortless demeanor still made him look very different from ordinary people. More importantly, he would be staying here for a long time, just like the two disciples of Dan Ding Gate.

  In this place where birds hardly lay eggs, what can attract a traveling merchant to stay? Qin Yifan had almost no reason. Was he infatuated with the scenery here? Or was there some special product? It's impossible, but this person stayed here for some reason, and couldn't think of any other reason except for this ominous land.

  He politely greeted Qin Yifan, the shopkeeper, and proactively asked about local customs. To be honest, Qin Yifan was also perfunctory, as this small village had only been built for a few days, and only a few mountain people had come over. With so few people, what kind of local customs could there be? However, the rules must be made clear to him: no matter what he came to do, he should behave honestly, not disturb the mountain people, and not go against Qin Yifan, the landlord.

  The two disciples of Dan Dingmen also had a good physique, it seemed that their spiritual roots were indeed not bad. When the new comer greeted Qin Yifan, they sat not far away, pretending to select herbs and furs, but their ears perked up listening to the movements here.

  It was probably unexpected that the disciples of Dan Ding Men had already taken the lead, and when they turned around to see the two of them, the small merchant was clearly stunned for a moment. Afterwards, he immediately revealed a smile and enthusiastically came forward to greet the two: "What are your names, sirs? When traveling outside, please take care of each other!"

  Qin Yifan didn't care about these things that had nothing to do with him. Whether the disciples of Dan Ding Gate wanted to go up to heaven or down to earth, it was none of his business, and it had nothing to do with this small village either. As for their desire to move against the old demon in the lake, Qin Yifan was even more indifferent. Even a slight spiritual attack from outside a mountain couldn't be tolerated, let alone going into the lake, where the only possibility would be to send themselves to death.

  There's just one thing that's quite strange, Qin Yifan couldn't figure it out no matter how hard he thought. Why do these people who claim to be cultivators of the Tao, and who are relatively speaking, all considered to have great spiritual powers, still need to disguise themselves as a group of common merchants when approaching ordinary villagers? Can't they just show off some of their spiritual powers and make these ordinary villagers worship them with reverence? Wouldn't that make things easier to handle?

  Of course, it's a bit difficult to show off one's divine powers here. At least four people have been injured so far, including Qin Yifan himself. But these people obviously didn't discover that they couldn't use their divine powers after experiencing pain. When they first arrived, they all looked like ordinary people from the mortal world. Even Lin Qiulü was dressed in a forbidden army uniform and didn't have any of the elegance or refinement of a Daoist immortal. It seems necessary to ask Lin Qiulü about this.

  "Why can't a cultivator dress like an ordinary person?" Lin Qiulü was very dissatisfied with Qin Yifan's question.

  "What I mean is the attitude of cultivators towards ordinary people." Qin Yifan changed his wording, making it closer to the core of his question.

  "Morality, virtue, these are all things that cultivators need to temper and cultivate in the mortal world. As long as you use your true heart to treat everything around you, that's enough." Lin Qiulü made an exception and pointed out: "Some people like to be high above others, while some people just like to blend in with the crowd, there's nothing special about it. You're just lucky, the few people you've met are all like this."

  During the rush for the list, everyone recommends and collects more.