In the city of Nanyue.

Mr. Zhuang shook his head and said helplessly:

"Every time there is such a big stir, this child is really worry-free..."

Old Kuang glanced at him, "You look very proud..."

Mr. Zhuang couldn't help but smile, "It's okay."

After all, I am my disciple!

The old man was speechless and frowned:

"The evil of Tao is kneeling down... the cause and effect of being contaminated is great..."

Mr. Zhuang shook his head and corrected:

"First, this is not a sin..."

"My senior brother has set up methods to make the corpse king a sin, and there are two conditions."

"First, this Nanyue City has refined zombies for another hundred years and slowly committed murderous crimes. In the corpse aura and foul air and the resentment of death, let the corpse king wake up slowly."

"The second is that the matter is exposed and the corpse king will devour the master, and then it will immediately become evil."

"But evil cannot defeat righteousness, the Lingshu evil formation cannot defeat Lingshu supreme formation."

"So Lu Chengyun cannot be regarded as the master of the Corpse King from beginning to end. The master of the Corpse King has always been Mo Hua, the child."

"It cannot eat the ink painting, and it cannot eat its owner."

"So, this corpse king can only be considered a half-step evil, or it is a fetus of the evil that has not transformed into a body of the evil that has not become a body of the evil that has been."

Mr. Zhuang looked at Mr. Puppet again and then said:

"Second, even if it is a sin of Tao, it's nothing."

"This child Mo Hua made him kneel down by his ability."

"Since you kneel down, it means surrender. This mark will be engraved in the Tao of cause and effect and cannot be changed."

"For ink painting, this is actually an opportunity..."

"As for this kind of despicable cause and effect, how to use it, he has to learn it later."

After Mr. Zhuang finished speaking, he was also a little moved:

"However, although it was a coincidence, it was still a bit too outrageous to make the evil knelt down..."

Old Kuang said silently: "You haven't calculated it?"

Mr. Zhuang said unhappily: "I am not a charlatan, I can calculate anything..."

Old Kuo looked at him silently, not knowing what he was thinking.

After a moment, Old Kuang's eyes slightly condensed and said in a deep voice:

"This child's spiritual consciousness is already at its peak."

Mr. Zhuang nodded, feeling a little relieved, and was also a little surprised:

"Yes, it's much faster than I thought..."

"What are you going to do next?"

Mr. Zhuang was slightly stunned, raised his head, looked over the mountains and rivers, looked into the distance, and said calmly:

"Go to where you should go..."

Old Kuang frowned, "I really want to go?"

Mr. Zhuang nodded, "The grudges in the past must be settled."

Then he looked at the yard again.

In the yard, there are lush grass and trees and clear water in the pond.

The big trees in the yard that were blocking the wind and rain swayed in the wind, and the leaves fell one after another.

Under the big tree, Mo Hua and his junior brothers and sisters often gathered together to practice, meditate, learn formations, or chat and play scenes emerged one by one...

Mr. Zhuang's expression was a little reluctant and a little melancholy.

"This journey is about to come to an end..."

...

Above the grave mountain.

Mo Hua stood with his hands behind his back and began to command the zombies, allowing them to temporarily return to the mine and sleep in the mine.

The corpse king bowed his head and followed Mo Hua.

The iron corpse is like a guard, protecting Mo Hua.

And the tens of thousands of walking zombies lined up, walking quietly and steadily towards the depths of the mine...

It was like a busy mine repairman who had been working hard for a day, going home while the sunset was set.

There is a bit of tranquility and tranquility in the blood and cruelty.

The zombies returned to the mountain and the order was complete. This scene lasted all night.

Until dawn, the sun rose and the morning glow filled the sky, and the bright rays shone on the mountain peaks outside Nanyue City.

All the monks suddenly felt lost.

They seemed to have had a nightmare.

In the dream, there are the terrifying corpse king, the cruel corpse tide, and the struggle and hard battle between life and death.

Now that I woke up from my dream, the sun rose as usual, and everything disappeared.

But they knew that this was not a dream.

They also clearly remembered that under the bloody night, the corpse energy covered the sky, the terrifying roar of the corpse king, and the twisted and terrifying aura of Taoist evil.

Also remember.

Such a terrifying corpse king was eventually suppressed, bent his knees and surrendered to a young monk.

Mo Hua is the owner of the corpse king.

At the same time, it looks like a mysterious little devil.

The corpse king knelt down and the corpses worshiped.

This incredible picture was inexplicably shocked and clearly imprinted in their sea of ​​consciousness, and they could not forget it even if they wanted to.

They looked at Mo Hua with lingering fear.

I am grateful to Mo Hua for saving my life, and I am afraid of Mo Hua's horror that Mo Hua calls for the corpses.

Nowadays, the zombies in the entire Nanyue City are all based on his intentions.

Life, death, misfortune and fortune are all in his thoughts.

Everyone was nervous.

But the ink painting is like nothing happened.

All his aura was restrained and he looked just an ordinary, cute little monk.

It seemed that nothing happened before was done by him, and it had nothing to do with him. He even asked Yang Jishan:

"Uncle Yang, do you have something to eat? I'm hungry..."

He controlled the zombies to return to the nest, and his divine thoughts were consumed a lot. Now he calmed down and realized that he was hungry.

There was some jerky meat in his storage bag.

But it was made by his mother, and he couldn't bear to eat it on weekdays and kept saving.

Yang Jishan was stunned when he heard this.

For a moment, everyone didn't know what expression to show...

...

Spend one night.

Under the control of Mo Hua, all the zombies, including the Corpse King and the Iron Corpse, temporarily returned to the mine and lived in the depths of the mine.

Ink painting simply set up the formation.

Yang Jishan also ordered that no monks were allowed to enter the mine without permission.

This mine is a complete mountain of corpses.

Moreover, there is a corpse king sleeping in the mountains.

After a group of corpses were placed, some Taoist soldiers were left to guard them, the other monks temporarily returned to the city to rest.

Mo Hua also returned to the cave with his senior brother and sister.

He controlled the corpse all night, and his divine consciousness was a little consumed and he was a little tired. At this time, the matter was resolved and he slept with a full sleep.

When Mo Hua woke up, he found that Yang Jishan had been waiting for him outside for a long time.

Unlike ink painting, Yang Jishan did not dare to sleep at all.

As soon as he lay down, he remembered the terrible evil spirits, the powerful corpse king, the hideous corpse group, the broken sunset gun, and the Taoist soldiers and monks who died in the mouths of zombies.

Thinking of the mastermind behind the nourishing evil spirits.

I remember the ink painting that seems simple but cannot be seen at all.

I remembered the shocking scene when the Corpse King knelt down on the grave.

I remembered again that now thousands of zombies are still dominated by ink paintings...

His head was incredibly painful.

My head is also in a mess.

Yang Jishan's face turned pale, his breath was weak, and his eyes were still a little deep.

The ink painting was the opposite. After a night of sleep, he was full of energy, his eyes were glowing, and even his cheeks were round.

"Uncle Yang, is there anything wrong?"

Mo Hua asked curiously when she saw Yang Jishan.

How could it be fine!

Yang Jishan felt bitter, but he didn't know how to speak for a while.

"Is it the zombies?" Mo Hua asked again.

Yang Jishan nodded, finally gritted his teeth and asked nervously: "What are you planning to do?"

Mo Hua thought about it and didn't say anything.

Yang Jishan pretended to be calm, but his heart was in his throat.

A corpse king, dozens of iron corpses, and tens of thousands of walking corpses.

What a powerful combat power to form a corpse soldier!

He was afraid that ink painting would make some excessive demands.

Or maybe you simply hold the "corpse" and respect yourself, go astray, and become a complete little devil.

Yang Jishan was worried.

At this moment, Mo Hua asked, "Uncle Yang, like Dao Ting, how did he deal with this kind of corpse disaster?"

Yang Jishan was stunned, thought for a moment, and then said slowly:

"Daoting deals with corpses and disasters, usually the culprit of killing."

"The corpse cultivator who practices zombies and refines zombies is the first to be attacked and will be arrested and punished. If there is any resistance, it will be killed."

"If you capture alive, you will be sentenced to Taoist prison and sentenced to death according to your crime. The lightest is to exile in the Southern Desert and be used as cannon fodder for war. In addition, most of them are death sentences, but the methods of death vary."

"The heavier the sin, the slower the death, the more painful it is."

"All zombies except the corpse cultivator will be burned."

"Because zombies are not dead and carry corpse poison, once they are contaminated with blood and the corpse energy changes, they will still get up and kill people and eat people. The corpse poison spreads, which is also extremely harmful..."

"In addition, all the evil weapons and evil formations that refine corpses will be destroyed."

"The monk who shelters the corpse cultivator, indulges the corpse refining, and assists the corpse refining, and commits the same crime as the corpse cultivator..."

...

Yang Jishan said in detail to Mo Hua.

After listening to it, Mo Hua pondered: "In other words, these zombies will be burned, right?"

Yang Jishan was a little nervous and nodded slightly:

"Yes……"

"I understand." Mo Hua nodded, "Then do it."

Yang Jishan was stunned, "Does it burn?"

"yes."

Yang Jishan was a little unbelievable, "Did the iron corpse and the corpse king be burned?"

The ink painting is a bit inexplicable, "What if it is?"

Yang Jishan was shocked, but he couldn't help but ask in a low voice:

"Don't you want to keep it?"

Mo Hua shook her head, "It's all harmful things. What should I keep them? And it's very harmful. The corpse king is easily out of control, so it's natural to burn it. Eliminate all evil things and end it all..."

Yang Jishan opened his mouth, and was so moved that he almost cried.

What a child who understands justice!

He had thought that Mo Hua would be selfish, so he was uneasy. It turned out that he had a small situation.

"But..." Mo Hua said again.

Yang Jishan's heart skipped a beat again.

Generally speaking, after "but", there will be no good things...

His mood became nervous again.

"I have something to do, I want these zombies to do it." Mo Hua said.

Yang Jishan felt a little cold, but he still asked in a deep voice:

"What's up?"

Mo Hua said: "I want to manipulate these zombies and build a mine."

"Mine?" Yang Jishan frowned.

"Yes." Mo Hua nodded, "Build a mine..."

"The one who suffered the most from this corpse tide was actually the mine repairs in Nanyue City."

"They have been living a very hard time. They have to spend money on their own. They have to live a hard life. After they die, they will be transformed into zombies, helping the evil and dying with their eyes open."

"When alive, be exploited, and after death, you will be enslaved..."

"After this corpse tide, the mine collapsed on a large scale. The mine inside was damaged, the formation was heavy, and the corpse qi was growing, and evil was growing, so it could no longer be used."

"If you can't mine, the casual cultivators in Nanyue City will lose their livelihood."

"If they leave like this, they will not be able to survive."

"So I want to build a larger mine, connect several mines, build a more complete array, strengthen the mountains, remove corpse gas, remove evil and filth, and try to increase mine output..."

"Let the casual cultivators in Nanyue City have a stable place to make a living, without risking their lives, and be worried. They will not be buried in the mine due to accidents, leaving orphans and widows, and are left alone and helpless..."

"It just takes a lot of material and manpower."

"I have a way to do material resources, but the manpower is relatively limited."

"Because of building a new mine and connecting mines, it is inevitable to encounter monsters in the deep mountains, or to absorb dirty air and foul air from the deep mine, which is also very dangerous."

"If the monks in the Qi Refining Stage cannot do these things, they will be in danger of their lives."

"But the zombies can do it."

"Most of these zombies were mine repairs in Nanyue City during their lifetime..."

"There may also be their parents, relatives, or friends who are familiar with each other in the city."

"I want them to create another blessing for their living relatives, friends, descendants before their true mortality is gone..."

Yang Jishan was shocked.

He couldn't help but look at the ink painting and saw that his eyes were as clear as water.

The golden sunlight shines through the big tree and spreads on him.

Yang Jishan took a deep breath, stood up slowly, and saluted Mo Hua solemnly.

...

What happened next was carried out according to the plan of ink painting.

These zombies are to be burned.

The Corpse King is the deceased of the evil deeds. He has three masters and even a criminal record of devouring the master. Although the ultimate master is himself, Mo Hua does not intend to keep it.

Otherwise, it will be a disaster sooner or later.

Other iron corpses and walking corpses will naturally be burned.

To burn zombies, a corpse burning array is required.

This formation is said to be a powerful formation power of the Dao Ting, designed specifically to remove corpse troubles.

It can not only burn the body of a zombie, but also burn all the poison of a corpse without leaving any trace.

After seeing the formations in the ink painting, it is indeed cleverly conceived, and uses two types of five elements, namely fire and earth, to cover water with soil and cremate poison, which is indeed very practical.

Mo Hua glanced at him for a few seconds and learned it secretly...

But there are too many zombies in Nanyue City.

This is a large-scale corpse disaster. Correspondingly, the scale and number of corpse burning arrays required are not small.

However, all of these are under the responsibility of Dao Ting.

Don't worry about ink painting.

He just needs to find a way to build a large mine.

This move was also approved by Yang Jishan and supported by the Daoting monks present.

Some of them really understand the difficulties of the casual cultivators in Nanyue City and want to do some good things.

Some of them simply look at the face of Mo Hua and want to sell their favors.

There are some who are reluctant in their hearts, but they can't forget the scene when Mo Hua made the Corpse King kneel down. They are afraid of Mo Hua and dare not disobey.

The last part of the people saw that everyone agreed, and thought that they could not be sociable, so they agreed with it...

Although people have different hearts and complex situations, there is always an agreement.

Yang Jishan had connections with the Dao Bingsi, and other monks were also from Daozhou, Qianzhou, Kunzhou and other aristocratic families and sects.

With their endorsement, it will be much easier to implement this matter.

Building a new large mine requires manpower and material resources.

The manpower has been solved.

Zombies are the power of "human".

This is probably the most meaningful thing they have done since they became zombies.

Apart from that, it is material resources.

The material resources for building mines come from Daotingsi in Nanyue City.

The Daotingsi of Nanyue City is extremely corrupt from top to bottom.

Especially the Chief Secretary of Nanyue City, I don’t know how many bribes he has received from the Lu family.

All of them are confiscated, probably a large amount of spirit stones.

Of course, the Nanyue City Chief Secretary has long been removed from his post and sent to prison. After that, he will be sentenced to death, and he will definitely not be able to survive.

I just don't know what kind of way of death would be.

In addition, it is the Lu family.

The Lu family was searched.

All confiscated property was used to build mines.

These spiritual stone property were originally exploited from the mine cultivator layer by layer, but now they are just the original owner and are reused on the mine cultivator.

Take it from the people and use it for the people.

Mo Hua had considered these things before, but the specific confiscation of the house was still dependent on Yang Jishan and his Taoist soldiers.

Yang Jishan is not polite.

Taoist soldiers searched their homes, and they were also familiar with the road.

The number of spirit stones collected was extremely large, with millions of spirit stones, which shocked Yang Jishan, who was born in a large clan, and couldn't help but sigh:

"This Lu Chengyun, isn't this Lu family so rich?"

"And this steward has greedy for nearly one million..."

But Yang Jishan also knew it in his heart.

There is no wealth in this world for no reason.

The wool comes from the sheep after all.

The poorer the casual cultivators in Nanyue City, the richer they are.

The richer they are, the poorer the wandering cultivators will be.

They are so rich that it means that over the years, how poor are the casual cultivators in Nanyue City...

There are too many spirit stones, so it was impossible to keep them.

Daoting will find a way to confiscate it, and then snap it up layer by layer to make the monks from all sides of the process eat oily mouths.

But this is too big.

It is related to the evil of the Tao. After the outlook, there are many family forces involved. In full view of everyone, no one dares to make money.

So in order to calm the disaster, Yang Jishan made a decision.

This spirit stone was eventually left in Nanyue City.

With both manpower and material resources, Mohua has also begun to officially build new and large mines connecting several mines.

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