Chapter 305: Infernal Corpse Grass (please vote for me)
The Situ family's clan has long been ruined.
Among the ruins of the ruins, there are vaguely refining corpses in ragged clothes and black faces wandering unconsciously.
Zeng Laodao looked solemn, looked at each other with the Zong couple, and sneaked in secretly.
After a while.
"rise!"
Zeng Laodao waved a jet-black broken flag in his hand, emitting a large amount of mist and shrouding a refined corpse.
The monk surnamed Zong immediately chanted the magic formula and released the red fishing net magic weapon.
This magical weapon covered the refining corpse, and white smoke emitted, as if it had great restraint on the refining corpse.
His wife jumped out like lightning, and the magic sword in her hand pierced the lower jaw of the corpse and disappeared into the brain.
It seems to be the path of a mortal warrior, but combined with the monk's magical weapons and talismans, the lethality cannot be underestimated.
The three of them worked together seamlessly and seemed to have practiced it many times. After killing the zombie, they immediately moved to the next building.
"Brother Zong, look!"
The woman suddenly pointed to a place, a look of excitement appeared on her face.
Not far away, among the ruins of a broken wall, there were several spiritual grasses swaying and growing. There were pale lines on the green grass leaves, and they seemed to be absorbing the corpse energy nearby. It was very mysterious at first sight.
But next to the spiritual grass, there were two corpses entrenched, like guards.
"Infernal Corpse Grass?"
The monk surnamed Zong had a happy face and said to Zeng Daoren: "Brother Zeng..."
"Don't worry, my magic power has almost recovered."
Zeng Laodao looked solemn: "Old Taoist, you can divert one end away first, and leave the remaining body to Xian Kangli."
"Thank you, Brother Zeng. We will be richly rewarded in the future!"
Upon hearing this, the Sanxiu monk named Zong immediately responded like this.
Not long after, the old Taoist flew out and waved the broken black flag in his hand, attracting a corpse. The two sides chased each other and fled. In the blink of an eye, they disappeared into the corner of the wall and disappeared.
Seeing this, the casual cultivator named Zong also greeted his wife, each holding a magical weapon, and besieged the last refined corpse.
The two of them cooperated tacitly, and in the blink of an eye, the female cultivator pierced the air with her sword and flew away the arm of the corpse.
"good!"
The monk surnamed Zong was overjoyed and took out a fireball talisman to completely kill this corpse.
Suddenly, behind him, a burst of black energy struck. The monk named Zong was caught off guard, and the protective spiritual light collapsed. His face turned red, and he spurted out a large mouthful of blood.
"Brother Zong?"
Upon seeing this, the female cultivator was in a panic, but faced the zombie refining and counterattacked. The refining corpse, which had lost the control of the fishing net, became ferocious and rushed towards the female cultivator with bared teeth and claws.
"I'll fight with you..."
A trace of determination flashed in her eyes, and her body and sword merged into one, like a rainbow penetrating the sun, piercing the chest of the corpse.
puff!
The female cultivator was also hit by the zombie's claw in the chest. Several of her ribs were broken and she fell to the ground, dying.
"what happened?"
The monk named Zong turned around with difficulty and saw Taoist Zeng standing behind him with a smile: "It's you?!"
"That's right...it's just the old way."
Taoist Zeng said with a smile: "My fellow Taoist disciples, you might as well hand over the talisman inheritance passed down from your ancestors... I might be able to spare the life of your beloved daughter."
"How do you know...that I have the secret book of ancestral talismans?"
The monk named Zong immediately changed his expression.
This matter has always been a secret in his family and has never been mentioned to outsiders.
"Haha... The veteran has his own way, but you and your wife are not bad at it, so it's still a bit difficult to plan..."
Zeng Laodao was very proud: "Lao Dao has been friends with you for many years on purpose, and finally waited for this flaw... To be honest, the fire poison on your daughter was secretly administered by Lao Tao, and the recipe for this 'Yin Corpse Grass' was also planted by Lao Dao."
I revealed it to you secretly, otherwise how would a mere traveling doctor know this secret recipe for removing poison?"
"You...are planning so hard just for the inheritance of a talisman?"
The monk surnamed Zong had a face full of disbelief, feeling that Master Zeng had become extremely strange.
"If it is an ordinary talisman inheritance, it will naturally not be like this, but what if it is a second-level inheritance? It may even be... maybe second-level mid-level or even high-level."
Zeng Taoist laughed and stepped forward calmly: "I advise you to be more knowledgeable, otherwise you will be slowly eaten by a living corpse, and the taste will be terrible..."
Dongdong!
At this moment, a burst of heavy footsteps came.
Zeng Taoist turned around in shock, and saw the mist dissipating, and from the deepest part of the Situ family's land, a...weird man with horns came out?
This monster is more than two meters tall, has flame-like lines on its body, has an expressionless face, and has two thick horns on its head.
There are also red patterns on the horns.
As this strange man continued to approach, the surrounding ground began to tremble slightly, as if this man's body was as heavy as a mountain.
Along the way, whether they were refining corpses or doing other things, they were all caught and patted by this weirdo and turned into powder!
This scene made both Zeng Laodao and the monk named Zong turn slightly pale.
"Impossible, how is it possible that there is a second-level flying zombie here?"
Zeng Laodao struck a spell into the broken flag in his hand, causing the flag to fly out, and gray-black mist appeared, like chains, bound to bind the 'incoming' zombies.
Then, he patted the storage bag, and a thunderbolt was mixed into the gray and black mist, making the monk named Zong's eyes twitch.
boom!
The Yin Leizi exploded, and streaks of thunderous flames bounced on the strange man. The powerful spiritual power fluctuations set off huge air waves, making even the casual cultivators of the clan narrow their eyes.
Immediately, he saw a huge figure walking out of the dust, his body as clean as new, without any damage at all.
"Impossible... This Yin Leizi doesn't even dare to attack the Foundation Establishment Overhaul... He can use the power of his body to force it, unless he is... the Corpse King?"
Zeng Laodao's eyes seemed to pop out.
The Bullhorn Monster snorted coldly and grabbed it with his big hand.
A trace of black flame emerged out of thin air, the mist dissipated instantly, and a cluster of flames burned on the small flag, which instantly turned into ashes.
Zeng Laodao didn't have time to feel sorry for this high-grade magic weapon, and immediately knelt on the ground: "Master Corpse King, I am willing to be your corpse slave to attract more monks to come and worship with their essence, blood and soul. Please accept me.
slave……"
After saying that, he kowtowed and stopped moving.
Obviously, this person also knew that there was no point in escaping in front of a third-level existence.
Standing in front of the old Taoist, the Bullhorn actually stopped and did not make a move.
Upon seeing this, the old Taoist's face quickly flashed with joy.
This is also an opportunity!
If you please this zombie king, you might be able to reward him with some treasures or even transform him into a zombie body.
The monk surnamed Zong hugged his wife, but his face was full of despair.
This time when he came to Blackwater Pond, he had already prepared for it, but he didn't expect to encounter such an unbelievable thing.
He looked at the Corpse King and saw the ox-horned Corpse King placing his big hand on Zeng Laodao's head.
Zeng Laodao's smile froze on his face and turned into ashes in an instant.
The Ox-Horned Corpse King continued to step forward, grabbing the monk named Zong and his wife one by one, and strode away.
The surroundings were like a strong wind, and countless scenery quickly retreated.
When the casual cultivator surnamed Zong came to his senses, he found himself in a dilapidated hall.
In the hall, there were actually two monks who looked very young but had unfathomable powers, sitting opposite each other.
One of them was wearing a green robe, and he was making magic spells with his hands, and the magic power was penetrated into the body of the handsome young man in front of him.
In the void, wisps of cold air emerged inexplicably, and all of them were absorbed by the handsome young man, just like hundreds of rivers returning to the sea.
"Okay, after this wave of Yin Qi, the Yin Vein Qi here has been almost absorbed."
Fang Xi murmured and stood up.
"Zong Xiu... pay homage to senior!"
When Zong Xiu saw the bull-horned monster standing aside, like a guard, he didn't know that this terrifying corpse king was actually his subordinate?
Moreover, when he looked at this person, a vague feeling of familiarity emerged in his heart, as if he had seen his portrait somewhere. Then, thinking that there were not many alchemy monks in the Three Kingdoms, a vague guess emerged in his mind.
"My little friend's surname is Zong?"
Fang Xi smiled: "I wonder where our ancestors came from?"
"My little ancestor came from Qingzhu Shanfang City, and later lived in Baize Fairy City... before Jiazi, he moved to Linghua Mountain in the Yue Kingdom..."
Zong Xiu Su Rong replied.
"really……"
Fang Xi looked at the vaguely familiar face of the other party and sighed, thinking of Qingzhu Shanfang City, Zong Fu Master, Lu Zhi, Chen Ping...
"Who is this person? Is it your wife?"
He glanced at the female nun and asked casually.
"Exactly, senior, please show mercy and save her."
Zong Xiu immediately knelt down and begged.
"That's all..."
Fang Xi waved her hand and popped out a healing elixir, which fell into Zong Xiu's hands: "Take it, this elixir is enough for treatment."
"Thank you, senior, thank you, senior!"
The cultivator thanked him profusely and fed the elixir to the Taoist couple.
This female cultivator was originally very angry, but as soon as she swallowed this pill, she started to stop bleeding, and even her breathing became even, but she was still unconscious.
"Tell me what happened to you."
Fang Xi sat cross-legged and asked casually.
"Senior Qi, it's like this..."
Zong Xiu hurriedly explained the situation as if he were pouring beans out of a bamboo tube.
"In the world of immortality, killing people, seizing treasures, and plotting to harm others are just commonplace. You should be more careful in the future..."
Fang Xi listened, but did not comment. She touched the storage ring again, and a jade slip appeared: "Who am I? You may have some guesses in your mind... This jade slip not only contains Chen Ping's talisman inheritance.
, and the parts I will add later... I will give it to you."
Chen Ping also asked Fang Xi to have the opportunity to pass on the talisman inheritance to Lu Zhi's descendants.
His inheritance was also very helpful to Fang Xi. Fang Xi naturally reciprocated the favor and added some content, which promoted the talisman inheritance from a quasi-third level to a low-level third level.
"Thank you, senior, thank you, senior..."
Zongxiu was overjoyed and kowtowed repeatedly.
"It's just a request from an old friend...I will leave here later, and I don't want my whereabouts to be known..."
Fang Xi meant what he meant.
"This junior swears by his inner demons that he will never reveal the whereabouts of his senior, otherwise he will become possessed and die!"
Zong Xiu hurriedly swore.
"good……"
Fang Xi nodded.
In fact, he no longer cares much about whether his whereabouts are exposed. Even before leaving for a long journey, creating the illusion that he is still hidden in the Three Kingdoms is more likely to scare the enemy...