Situ Fang was so amused and laughed, "Who taught you this?"
"Elder Yu!"
"Elder Yu from the demon hunting trip in Tongxian City?"
"Yes." Mo Hua nodded.
Situ Fang sighed and agreed:
"Elder Yu is right. You can listen to Elder Yu's words more in the future and don't listen to your Uncle Zhang."
The ink painting nodded on the surface, but he said in his heart:
"That's because you haven't heard Elder Yu curse, otherwise you wouldn't have said that..."
Situ Fang had never had much contact with Elder Yu, and I don’t know what kind of elder Elder Yu was.
I guess she thought Elder Yu was the kind of senior who was respected and said "kind and kind"...
Mo Hua shook her head in her heart and said:
"Just burn the zombies, just burn them. Zhang Quan is doing a lot of evil. There will definitely be other clues. I'll look for them again."
"But this is not a bad thing," Mo Hua said again:
"At least I know now, the butt of the Zhangsi is crooked, so I'd better be more careful next time."
"Um."
Situ Fang nodded and felt better.
She was busy for a day yesterday and was very tired, but after an hour of rest, she was a little lazy, and the Secretary secretly used his tricks and burned everything. She was in vain...
Situ Fang was anxious, blamed herself, and felt guilty about Mo Hua.
But unexpectedly, Mo Hua didn't mind, but comforted her instead.
What a good kid...
Situ Fang said solemnly:
"This time I dereliction of duty, I owe you a favor. I will say anything I need help next time."
Mo Hua smiled and said, "Okay!"
After coaxing Situ Fang away, Bai Zisheng and Bai Zixi emerged, and they had just been eavesdropping.
Bai Zisheng asked:
"We have left a few zombies. Do you want to tell Sister Situ?"
"Let's not talk about it for now."
"Why? She is in the same group with us." Bai Zisheng was puzzled.
Ink paintings considered Situ Fang:
"Just ask Sister Situ to help with the aftermath. After all, she is just refining qi. Zhang Quan is a foundation building and a corpse cultivator. It is very dangerous for Sister Situ to start from the front."
Bai Zisheng thought for a while and said, "That's right."
Bai Zixi also nodded.
But the three of them didn't expect that the three of them were just refining their energy...
The zombie matter has come to an end for the time being.
Daotingsi destroyed the corpse and traces. Without clues, there would be no progress and it could not be traced.
It seems like a big deal, but it is left unresolved on the surface.
But no one knew, Mo Hua secretly hid a few zombies, and no one knew, Mo Hua hid zombies for what...
In the small room.
There are two coffins in front of Mo Hua.
In the coffin, there are several zombies stolen by Mo Hua.
The surroundings were covered with ink paintings.
There is a sound insulation array, an air seal array, a solid earth array, a ground fire array, a earth prick array, and a wood binding array...
Bai Zisheng looked around and couldn't help but ask:
"Is there a little too many formations..."
Mo Hua said seriously: "Liu fights with rabbits, and you also use all your strength. You must do things carefully and not make any mistakes..."
Bai Zisheng looked at the formations around him again, feeling speechless.
You're too "careful"...
Drawn like a silk hole...
The ink painting now has the twelve patterns of spiritual consciousness, and the formation level is far higher than that of the first grade.
These random first-grade formations are just as expensive as they are, and they are layered together and have drawn a lot...
Bai Zisheng felt that ink painting was simply a slight and wanted to draw a formation to play with it.
The ink painting is still a bit unfulfilled.
He checked the formation again and found that there was still a blank space around him. He added several formations in the blank corner, filling the entire wing room with a full flow.
Now it looks comfortable...
Mo Hua nodded and then started "opening the coffin and examining the autopsy".
Bai Zisheng opened the coffin and several zombies lay straight, without any movement.
Mo Hua didn't know much about zombies' habits, so she asked Bai Zixi:
"Sister Sister, can't this zombie move?"
Bai Zixi said: "There are many kinds of zombies, some are natural corpses, and some are artificial corpses refining..."
"The resentment accumulates, the yin energy gathers, and the foul energy soaks the body. After years of age, the corpse will naturally change."
"Only, zombies become ferocious and greedy for flesh and blood, they will keep killing people, eating people, and even other living creatures."
"The zombies refined by artificially are weaker and need to be controlled by monks with evil weapons. If they are not controlled by anyone, most of them will sleep in the coffin, raising corpse energy, and at most some instinctive small actions..."
"But if a man-made zombie is out of control, it will be like a zombie that naturally turns into a corpse. It is attracted by blood and energy, kills and eats people..."
"Oh." Mo Hua nodded repeatedly, pointed to the coffin and asked:
"Then these are not out of control, right?"
"It's out of control." Bai Zixi said.
Mo Hua was shocked, "Are they out of control?"
Bai Zixi nodded and said, "It's out of control, but these low-level zombies are too weak and have exhausted the corpse energy. Even if they lose control, they will be extremely moved, unless..."
"Unless they are fed blood?" Mo Hua said.
"Well, anything that has blood is fine."
"What after hello?"
Bai Zixi's eyes flashed slightly, "They will come back to life and keep looking for flesh and blood to eat..."
Mo Hua frowned, "It's still very dangerous..."
Then he remembered something and asked weakly:
"If you are bitten by a zombie, will you become a zombie?"
“It may be.”
"Why is it possible?"
Bai Zixi said: "The zombie has corpse poison."
Mo Hua frowned, "Corpsy?"
Bai Zixi raised his small index finger and explained:
"The so-called poison is essentially 'corpse qi', similar to spiritual energy, but also has an evil nature."
Bai Zixi looked at Mo Hua and said, "This kind of corpse energy forms corpse poison, which will filth the blood and energy of ordinary monks and turn the corpse of monks."
"There are few corpse poisons, or the weak corpse poisons, will only change a little."
"Once the corpse poison is too strong or invades the heart vein, the monk will become a zombie."
Then she told Mo Hua again, "You can't be bitten by zombies. You are weak and your blood is weak. If you are poisoned by corpse, your injuries will be even worse."
"Uh-huh."
Ink painting nodded repeatedly.
Then he thought to himself that he would think of a way to restrain the zombies and prevent himself from being bitten by the zombies, so as not to encounter danger and be in a hurry.
But don't rush this for now.
"How did that man refine the corpse?" Mo Hua thought for a while and asked again.
"It requires blood food, filth, some evil herbs, and corpse coffins, or corpse coffins."
"I haven't practiced it before, I don't know."
Bai Zixi said with a clear voice.
Generally, disciples from aristocratic families are not allowed to contact knowledge of evil paths and demon paths, so as to avoid having evil thoughts and destroying their minds.
It is not until the age of age that I have to travel or study, that my seniors at home will be told about some evil methods and let them be careful so that they will not be able to be tragic by evil demons and will not be buried in death.
The Bai family probably won't teach this knowledge either.
Bai Zixi knew about this, probably because she had a good homework, had rich knowledge of practicing Taoism, and had a wide range of knowledge.
Mo Hua looked at Bai Zixi as if she was looking at an elegant and exquisite "Encyclopedia of Taoism", and couldn't help but praise her with admiration:
"Sister Sister, you know so much!"
Bai Zixi's expression was still faint, only her crystal eyes were filled with a little smugness.
Bai Zisheng curled his lips, "Shapeful."
"Do you know?"
"I have no idea……"
Bai Zisheng stumbled.
Zixi has a high talent, good memory, serious practice and extensive knowledge.
In terms of knowledge of Taoism, I am indeed not as good as Zixi.
Mo Hua patted Bai Zisheng on the shoulder and nodded and praised:
"People are more likely to have self-knowledge..."
Bai Zisheng took a long time to recover, and couldn't help scratching the little head of the ink painting.
After knowing the principle of corpse refining, Mo Hua began to study the formation.
First of all, the coffin.
This kind of coffin is called a corpse refining coffin, also known as a corpse raising coffin.
It integrates corpse refining, hiding, and raising corpses, which is considered a kind of evil spiritual weapon.
Every zombie has a coffin.
Different levels and different quality of coffins.
Zombies are divided into zombies, iron corpses, copper corpses, gold corpses, etc. The corresponding coffin textures are also made of wood, iron, copper, and gold.
What level of corpse is used for?
Ink painting couldn't help but complain in my heart.
When a person lives, he must be divided into superiors and inferiors. After death, he will become a corpse, and the coffin must be divided into gold, silver, copper and iron.
It's really a matter of utmost importance.
Zhang Quan opened a birthday shop.
These coffins should have been refined by himself.
But the formation on the coffin was definitely not drawn by him.
Zhang Quan is not a formation master and does not have this ability at all.
Mo Hua studied the formation on the coffin and frowned.
The coffin is not an absolute array, but an ordinary earth-based evil array.
The core of the formation is a kind of earth-based formation, but it has an evil form. The ink is human blood, with bone powder added, and some unknown fishy objects.
The array medium is a bone piece embedded in the coffin.
The eye of the array is a rotten heart, which seems to be refined or pickled. The blood, foul air and spiritual energy are mixed to provide the power of operation for the corpse refining formation.
This formation looks bloody and terrifying, but the inner formation principle is a bit crude.
Ink paintings are not very attractive.
What Mo Hua really cares about is the formation at the zombie's heart vein.
If he expected it was not bad, this formation would be a real ultimate formation.
Mo Hua shouted: "Senior Brother."
Bai Zisheng nodded, then frowned, endured the disgust, took out the dagger, and bit the skin of the zombie's chest, revealing the formation melted into the flesh and blood.
The ink paintings are recorded on paper while looking at them.
At the same time, let go of the spiritual consciousness, perform derivation and deduce the formation pattern.
This process is slow and error-prone.
Once something goes wrong, you have to do it again.
Mo Hua spent a whole day studying several corpses and comparing them with reference to each other, then he tried to restore a complete formation.
Mo Hua looked at the formation on the paper with a serious expression.
This formation really contains twelve formation patterns.
It is a real first-grade twelve-patterned array!
But he didn't dare to learn it because this twelve-patterned array is likely to be an evil array used by the demonic corpse refining...
I can't learn to refine the corpse...
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Chapter completed!