Having just become the Corpse King, you want me to seize the position of Purple-Robed Celestial Mast

Chapter 10 Grandmaster! You want to become a purple-robed Celestial Master?

Zhang Xuan was speechless looking at the chubby little boy.

He waved his hand to put away his Golden Light Mantra and asked, "As a direct descendant, you don't even know the most basic Golden Light Mantra?"

Zhang Daoyuan blushed and said embarrassedly, "Grandmaster... this disciple is rather slow-witted. I have practiced diligently for a long time but still haven't learned it. Why don't you teach me?"

"Hey, you kid." Zhang Xuan shook his head and smiled wryly: "The Golden Light Mantra is a secret technique of the Longhu Mountain Taoist sect. It emphasizes using a mortal body to control the Tai Xuan Qi. One must have a pure heart and remain calm even if the sky collapses."

"This secret technique is the nemesis of demons and evil spirits, circulating yang energy throughout the body..."

As Zhang Xuan spoke, he extended his sword-like fingers and circled them out.

A faint golden light swirled above, which was the aura of the Golden Light Mantra.

Zhang Daoyuan was dumbfounded. Was the Golden Light Mantra so easy?

The nemesis of evil spirits? Aren't you a zombie?

This is the first time I've heard of zombies being able to use Taoist magic.

Seeing his dumbfounded look, Zhang Xuan didn't bother to say anything more. Instead, he turned his back to him and asked, "When you dug this out before, you said that the position of Celestial Master of Longhu Mountain had been vacant for a long time?"

Zhang Daoyuan wiped the blood from his nose, secretly cleaned it with a cloth and threw it away: "Yes, the current Heavenly Master is my senior uncle, named Zhang Jingyan. He is very powerful, but he was injured by the Demon King. Although it is said that he is dead, only our family disciples know that my senior uncle is only seriously injured and dying, but he has not ascended to immortality."

Zhang Jingyan........

Zhang Xuan muttered something to himself.

Then he suddenly opened his eyes: "Xiao Yan..."

He naturally knew Zhang Jingyan, who was the son of their junior brother and was their group's darling at the time.

I never imagined that the little dumpling back then would grow into a great celestial master.

"Oh, right, I forgot to ask about my master's name." Zhang Daoyuan clasped his hands together and bowed.

With his back to him, Zhang Xuan uttered two simple words: "Zhang Xuan."

Upon hearing those two words...

Zhang Daoyuan's pupils contracted, filled with shock, and he abruptly looked up: "You...you are Grandmaster Zhang Xuan?"

Sensing the shock in his voice, Zhang Xuan asked, "What? You people of your generation have heard of me?"

The chubby boy slid in and flew behind Zhang Xuan, kneeling down and kowtowing repeatedly.

"Of course, this disciple has heard of my grandmaster's name. My grandmaster is none other than Zhang Xuan, the Red-Robed True Man, who once dominated his peers with high-level Taoist techniques such as Palm Thunder, became a Double Flower Red Staff of Longhu Mountain at the age of twenty-three, and officially became a Junior Celestial Master at the age of twenty-five!"

Zhang Xuan smiled and shook his head, surprised that even after several generations, people still knew his name.

"In the end, we still lost."

Zhang Daoyuan asked, "Grandmaster, who did you lose to?"

"A flying zombie at the peak of the Yuanfu realm."

Zhang Daoyuan: ? ? ? ? ?

"If I remember correctly, your cultivation level was only at the Dharma Altar when you came down the mountain, right? You went to capture a flying zombie at the peak of the Yuanfu realm?"

The chubby boy was shocked. What was the difference between this and a junior high school student becoming a professional gamer?

A resolute glint flashed in Zhang Xuan's crimson eyes as he clenched his right fist, which was crackling with lightning.

"If we had known the Five Thunderbolts Technique back then, we might have won."

"However, I also severely injured the flying zombie, and it has been sealed away until now. Its cultivation level has fallen back to the Dharma Altar Realm."

Zhang Daoyuan swallowed hard, feeling immense admiration for his grandmaster.

Hearing this, he sighed, "What a pity! Now other factions are all coveting my direct lineage's Celestial Master position. If my grandmaster hadn't been a zombie, I might have been able to compete with them."

Zhang Xuan glanced sideways: "Zhang Jingyan has no children?"

In the Longhu Mountain Celestial Master lineage, status is passed down through succession by offspring. Only when there are no offspring will the various Taoist priests of Longhu Mountain compete for the position.

Zhang Daoyuan shook his head: "My master spent his whole life studying the Five Thunder Orthodox Method, but... he never even grasped the basics, and had no time to continue his lineage."

"Oh?" Zhang Xuan suddenly became interested.

With intense gaze, he inquired, "Does no one from other factions know the Five Thunderbolts Technique?"

Zhang Daoyuan shook his head.

"Heh, none of you even know the Five Thunder Orthodox Technique, yet you want to be purple-robed Celestial Masters of Longhu Mountain? How laughable."

When is the election day?

Without much thought, Zhang Daoyuan said directly, "The fifth day of the fifth month, that's about half a month away."

"Daoyuan, do you think only those who know the Five Thunder Orthodox Method are qualified to be Purple Robe Celestial Masters?" Zhang Xuan asked.

Zhang Daoyuan immediately nodded vigorously: "Of course, a purple-robed Celestial Master may not necessarily know the Five Thunder Orthodox Technique, but someone who knows the Five Thunder Orthodox Technique can definitely become a purple-robed Celestial Master. This is the Five Thunder Orthodox Technique!"

"What if this person who knows the Five Thunder Orthodox Technique has a special identity?" Zhang Xuan turned to look at the chubby boy, who was kneeling on the ground.

Special identity?

How special is it?

I refuse to believe that outsiders or anything unclean can compete for the title of Celestial Master...

etc........

Gulong—

Zhang Daoyuan swallowed hard, his blank and dazed eyes slowly lifting as he looked at Zhang Xuan: "Master... what does Grandmaster mean..."

Are you trying to seize the position of the Purple-Robed Celestial Master?

"Holy crap!" Zhang Daoyuan suddenly roared, nearly startling the top of his head off.

"Grandmaster!!! You mean you want to become a Purple-Robed Celestial Master? You're a zombie who not only knows the Golden Light Mantra, but also the Five Thunder Orthodox Technique?"

Zhang Xuan smiled coldly, gazing at the moonlight.

Under the moonlight, he wore a red robe, his skin was pale, and he exuded a deathly aura: "I'm tired of wearing red robes, I want to try on a purple robe instead."