"What does it mean?" Qin Mu was stunned, his face a little serious. The fat man who could beat him was very fucked at the entry level. You must know that the fat man appeared at the door. This fat man was so difficult to handle, but he was just an entry level. If he rushed into the main tomb room and the advanced corpse slave in the tomb room, then they would be playing with hair, and they would just die.

"The corpse slaves are divided into levels, and the layman is not clear about these things." Qiu Laoliu said as if he sighed, and then said quietly: "Only the Mojin Family is very clear about them."

"So, are you really the lieutenant of the gold-touching school?" Qin Mu glared and said.

"That's all things in novels, and they can't be really done. They're just nicknames that are randomly called in the world." Qiu Laoliu smiled bitterly, "When I spoke out, no one at home did this. At that time, there were revolutions everywhere. After my grandfather died, my father had all his skills, but he only went there occasionally, and most of them agreed to something... I think you also asked someone, my father died in the tomb."

Qin Mu responded in ambiguously.

"He stole the tombs that he had been living and learned from my grandfather since he was a child. I can say that he is definitely superior in the field of tomb robbing, but in my generation, he is not that strong. I have never been to any large tombs in my life. I have always cared about this tomb because... my father was planted here." Qiu Laoliu began to talk about their family history, and Qin Mu himself couldn't even listen to a word. Unexpectedly, Qiu Laoliu actually said that his father was...

Qin Mu's eyes lit up: "How do you know?"

"My father was the only one who survived from the inside when he opened the tomb," Qiu Laoliu smiled bitterly: "According to what he said, they did not enter through the tomb gate."

While talking, the monk and the fat man had reached a white-hot stage. Le Chen was a smart man. From beginning to end, he did not land and did not trigger a trace of mechanism. He always wrapped around the fat man like an octopus. He was cautious and rigorous. The Vajra Demon-Subduing Circle on his body had already opened. Qin Mu noticed that after the fat man touched the Vajra Demon-Subduing Circle, there would be a slight burning mark on his body.

Even the flames of the red lotus could not cause any damage, and were actually burned by the monk's defensive methods. Qin Mu was surprised and thought that after all, this corpse slave was still a corpse, a strange thing like zombies, and Buddhist things like Vajra Demon Subduing Circle were fatal to it.

"Don't talk about your family for now. Tell me what happened to this corpse slave?" Qin Mu said this, and the judge's pen in his hand began to fly, and the thunder call that could destroy demons and evils lit up in the air.

Because the monk was always attached to the corpse slave, Qin Mu's thunder and lightning was not easy to hit, otherwise it would hurt the monk by mistake. He had to attack the corpse slave's waist. It turned out to be a series of thunder and lightning, which made Qin Mu change it and turn into a thunder ball in the air.

The fat man naturally felt Qin Mu's thunder ball, and hurriedly avoided it. In a hurry, the monk hit his fist on his temple, making a metallic roar.

When it comes to this guy, Li Chen, is so old that he is actually just a stubborn person. Since he discovered that the fat man seemed to be as stiff as a stone, but he was flexible and thoughtful. Subconsciously, Li Chen did not treat the other person as a dead person at all. Although he could not feel the other person's heartbeat during the fight, Li Chen never thought that the other person was not a living person.

When I was dealing with the fat man before, I felt that his copper-skinned and iron bones could not be hit at all. As a result, Chen, a stubborn man, would not change his skills at all. His big fist still greeted the other party's major meridians, which was the temple. If an ordinary person was to be used, this force would probably kill the person in one round. If he hit the fat man's head, there would be no practical effect except for making a few sounds like a copper bell.

This crackling sound made, and Li Chen always stood on the fat man and pressed him to hit him. At this time, the thunder ball sent by Qin Mu was raining in time. The fat man dodged while enduring Chen's beating like a storm. It was really uncomfortable.

With one foot slippery, the fat man fell to the ground. Seeing this, Le Chen immediately became excited. His huge body sat directly on the fat man like a gorilla, making a "crunching" sound. Le Chen moved his butt, as if the sound of bone shattering.

The thunder ball still stained the fat man's body. In an instant, the top upper body was smoked black. With the addition of dust, a stack of arhat came directly, pressing the fat man to the bottom. The thing wailed and seemed to faint.

"Isn't this thing immortal? What's wrong with this?" Qin Muxing said gloatingly, with an obvious excitement in his tone. To be honest, this thing has no ability except to fight.

However, as a corpse slave who sees the guards, it is already very good to have this ability. With the help of the agency, everyone will feel like they want to die when they meet it.

Just as the others saw Chen beat the evil monk to the ground, they couldn't help but give Chen a thumbs up with admiration. Qiu Laoliu saw that the situation seemed to stabilize, thought for a while, and continued, "Okay, then I'll briefly tell you the difference between them."

"As far as I know, corpse slaves are divided into four levels." As soon as Qiu Laoliu spoke, Qin Mu cast a puzzled look. Qiu Laoliu smiled bitterly. With his understanding of Qin Mu, he naturally knew what Qin Mu was wondering, so he had to explain: "There are only these four levels that I can know, and maybe there are other levels. But in the notes of my father and ancestors, I only saw these few."

"That is, iron corpse, copper corpse, silver corpse, and golden corpse." Qiu Laoliu said four in one breath, which made Qin Mu feel happy. Is this thing based on the metal level?

"Diamond Corpse." Qin Mu added.

Qiu Laoliu smiled bitterly, "You are still in the mood to joke because you don't know how scary they are. The four levels are well graded according to metals, which is just sorted out by later generations. You have to know that China has been through several cultural gaps, so people nowadays are not very clear about what they were originally called."

"I guess you've mentioned a kind of corpse slave you've seen before, in groups, without any thoughts and is easy to control. This is just the lowest among corpse slaves, the iron corpse." Qiu Laoliu said lightly: "All corpse slaves look similar, they are naked, their skin appears green or light blue after death, and their bodies have patterns. In the notes of my ancestors, based on the depth and complexity of the pattern color, they can tell what the other party is."

"But when I get to my place, I can't do it," Qiu Laoliu said, a little depressed: "When I meet a corpse slave, I can't tell them from afar. I only know when I'm close, and I can only tell the difference between iron corpses and copper corpses. The biggest difference is that the copper corpses have their own consciousness, and even some mutated ones, and their own thinking."

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Chapter completed!