As Chen Changsheng expected, the zombie with the blood beads separated from the majority of the zombies in a dense forest.
I have to say that this evil monk is quite cautious.
Chen Changsheng opened his Dharma Eyes and chased all the way. As he went forward, he found that the people in front of him became sparsely populated, and even gradually turned into a dense mountain forest.
Not only that, Chen Changsheng also discovered that several zombies were also gathering in this direction.
Without exception, there were drops of blood between the eyebrows.
It seems that there are many walking corpses that have been specially refined like this.
Chen Changsheng did not dare to relax, he had never seen the blood method before, and he was not completely sure about it yet.
In fact, it would be best for the old Dragon King to follow him, but Chen Changsheng was afraid that this evil cultivator would suddenly turn back and it would be difficult to deal with it based on Ying Yuan and Ying En's words alone.
Chen Changsheng thought for a moment, then raised his hand and summoned a black tower from his sleeve.
"Chen Changsheng!!!!"
As soon as the Black Tower came out, he was full of resentment.
He has been locked up for too long!
For more than ten years, there was no sight of the sun, and not even a sound could be heard.
Chen Changsheng stretched out his hand and slapped the black tower with his palm.
Heita said: "If you have anything to do, come to me, and if nothing happens, seal me away. Chen, you are really good at calculating! Even if I die this time, I won't help you anymore!"
"You have a lot of resentment." Chen Changsheng said.
Heita didn't reply, but he could feel his resentment.
Chen Changsheng said: "If you can help me solve this matter, I will not seal you in the future."
Black Tower, who was a little angry at first, suddenly calmed down.
"really?"
"nature."
Heita thought for a moment and said: "I am allowed to be free half the time every day!"
"If you don't like it, forget it."
"..."
Heita sighed in his heart, it seemed that they couldn't discuss it.
"Tell me, what's the matter? I'm really scared of you."
Chen Changsheng immediately asked: "Xue Xiu, do you understand?"
"certainly!"
Heita said: "I practice with all kinds of evil spirits, how can I not know how to practice with blood?"
"This will be easier to handle."
Chen Changsheng said: "Then Chen is going to catch a blood cultivator with some skills. Is there any way to make him turn into blood and have nowhere to escape?"
"Back then, there was a specific formation to deal with blood cultivators that could seal the sky and lock the earth, and then burn it with real fire to kill them. However, there was no guarantee that some blood cultivators would leave real blood elsewhere. The best way was to
Directly kill his spirit!"
Chen Changsheng frowned slightly and asked, "Just kill the soul?"
"Of course not."
"Blood cultivators always split their souls and leave a way out, hiding them in a drop of blood. This is the most troublesome thing. This is why blood cultivators are said to be immortal. However, there is one thing that still exists. After the soul is separated, the blood cultivators will
Cultivation is equivalent to abandoning one's own cultivation level. Even if you are reborn, you will only become a mortal within a short period of time, and you will have to start over."
"You might as well take a look at the walking corpses in the forest."
Heita glanced down and couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.
"What is this?"
Chen Changsheng frowned and said, "You don't know? This is a walking corpse controlled by the blood cultivator through his own blood."
Heita thought for a moment and said: "As far as I know, the blood cultivator does not seem to have such a method. It is a bit like the art of puppetry. Yes, this is the art of puppetry. The blood cultivator you want to capture is probably not only
He has profound blood skills and is also good at puppetry."
"How many such puppets are there?"
"Tens of thousands."
"..."
Black Tower fell silent and said: "Then I'm afraid you have to look for them one by one, but I can give you some ideas. Even if the blood cultivator is looking for a new body, he will not find such a walking corpse without a soul and a body that will rot.
, probably on some puppet that still has a soul."
"You need to find him first and see if he is so capable."
Heita said, but he was confused: "Aren't all the blood cultivators destroyed? Why did they appear again?"
"The high wall collapsed." Chen Changsheng said.
"Um?"
"What high wall?"
"The high wall behind South Park."
"oh……"
Black Tower was stunned for a moment and exclaimed: "Collapse!!"
Chen Changsheng looked calm and nodded: "This blood cultivator escaped from the high wall."
"Ah, oh..."
Heita answered, a little dazed.
Chen Changsheng said: "Now you have a chance to explain what those evil spirits have to do with you, otherwise the only thing waiting for you is a seal."
"What?"
Heita asked: "Chen! Are you a human? What should I tell you!? Even if you want to default on your debt, you don't have to use such despicable means!"
Chen Changsheng snorted softly and said, "Do you dare to say that it has nothing to do with that high wall?"
"What does it have to do with me? It doesn't matter!"
"Let's wait until this matter is resolved."
Heita scolded Chen Changsheng for a few words, and then said nothing more.
He couldn't help but sigh, Chen Changsheng's intuition was really accurate.
I even guessed this.
However, he would not admit it even to death, because it is related to his future destiny.
Chen Changsheng followed the walking corpse all the way to a deep mountain.
After concealing his aura and figure, he followed the walking corpse step by step.
One after another, zombies approached this place and gathered in an open space.
Chen Changsheng counted twelve walking corpses with blood beads on them.
As he was looking at it, he saw a ray of black energy suddenly drifting towards him and landing in front of the dozen or so zombies.
The black energy transformed into a person, his face was pale and bloodless, and his hair was white. Just looking at it made people feel creepy.
"snort."
The man snorted softly and then raised his hand.
The blood droplets floated out from the eyebrows of the more than ten zombies.
Immediately afterwards, the dozen or so zombies burned up in the blink of an eye and turned into a pile of dust.
The blood cultivator was playing with the blood beads, and after looking at them, he suddenly looked in a certain direction.
"Fellow Taoist, haven't you seen enough?"
Chen Changsheng was a little surprised, then he revealed his figure and walked out.
"Your Majesty is so capable that he slaughtered three cities in just a few days."
The white-haired and bloody cultivator smiled a little bit, and said, "It's just a little trick."
Chen Changsheng said: "Don't you know the name of the emperor?"
"Sea of blood, white-haired blood fairy."
"Your Majesty is a person from ancient times. Nowadays, this world has no room for blood cultivation."
"oh?"
The white-haired blood fairy smiled jokingly and said: "You are an interesting monk, but I am not interested in you."
Chen Changsheng asked: "I wonder what you are interested in?"
The white-haired blood fairy said: "There is a familiar aura on you."
Heita, who was hidden in Chen Changsheng's sleeve, was startled when he heard this and felt something bad.
Chen Changsheng shook his sleeves, and then he held a black tower in his palm.
"Is this him you are talking about?" Chen Changsheng asked.
The white-haired blood fairy's eyes lit up, and he suddenly burst into tears.
In an instant, several lines of blood flew towards the black tower in Chen Changsheng's hand.