After leaving Xinshui Ranch, Yun Qing walked to Guiling Temple along the road that the crazy old lady had walked. en8. Encountering nomads on the road will stop to help from time to time. Where there are people, there will be chaos, and it is easier to see the hidden secrets in the chaos.
In the past few days, she had had much contact with nomads and even grassland cultivators, and had a general impression of the Walking Dead Sect.
It can be said that this zombie sect is really a sect native to the grassland, and it seems to have suddenly appeared a hundred years ago. There are many new sects like this almost every day. Ordinary casual cultivators gather a few acquaintances, grab some magic weapons, and occupy a hilltop to establish a sect, so the establishment of the Walking Dead Sect is not that unusual.
The Zongzong inheritance of the Walking Corpse Sect is called Bone Erosion and Corpse Transformation**. When most cultivators mention this name, they will think of the corpse transformation method of the Beimang Corpse Demon Sect, and this Walking Corpse Sect also mentioned it unceremoniously. The banner of the orthodox demonic path says that its inheritance comes from the Beimang Corpse Demon Sect.
Naturally, no one would believe these words. There is a world between the Demonic Orthodoxy and the Nanfeng Continent, as well as countless islands in the South China Sea. It has not been seen for an unknown period of time. How could a branch of inheritance suddenly appear within a hundred years? What's more, the Beimang Corpse Demon Sect's corpse-transformation method is an orthodox inheritance that can become a great way. Its method has its own atmosphere, and the bone-eroding corpse-transformation method of the Walking Corpse Demon Sect is nothing special except for being evil and cruel. A prominent place.
The Rogue Cultivator sect always tries to find ways to put money on its own face. Not to mention being a demon orthodox, even the ancient gods have been forced to do so many times. Therefore, most people still flatter the Walking Dead Sect's remarks on the surface but sneer behind their backs.
Yun Qing has never been exposed to the inheritance of the Beimang Corpse Demon Sect, so it is difficult to judge how closely the Walking Corpse Sect is related to it. However, she knows that it is impossible to touch the way of heaven by relying solely on the bone-corroding zombie **. Bone erosion and corpse transformation, practicing in the body of a living corpse or the dead, gaining strength by devouring living creatures. This can be regarded as a set of not very powerful spells at best, and it is absolutely impossible to call it "Tao".
But Yun Qing was very concerned about the off-screen person standing behind him.
At this moment, she was walking under the moonlight, and the bright moonlight was completely swallowed up by the black flames covering her body. When the true energy of the Great Sun Black Heavenly Wheel is extremely pure, the resulting demonic flames will be as black as ink, swallowing up light and souls. This blazing demonic flame blended perfectly into the darkness, hiding her figure as she was speeding along.
Anyway, she is used to staying awake, so she usually collects information among herdsmen and monks during the day, and travels late at night when the Yin Qi is strong.
In early spring on the grassland, the snow melts, the frost and dew are deep and cold, and the breath turns into crystals. Yun Qing's crimson monk's robe was wrapped in black magic flames, rising sharply in the wind.
Tonight doesn't seem as peaceful as usual.
A small digging sound came from not far away. The boundary is already close to the foot of the Snowy Mountains, and there is frozen soil under the snow. This little sound is crisp and muffled.
A black figure like a thin bamboo pole was working hard to pry the soil with a shovel, but it was so cold that once the shovel went down, it was frozen with the ice and snow before it could be pulled out. 『Elegant*Wen*Words*Emotion*First*Posted』
The digger wiped his sweat and poured some hot water from a large water bag on his body. When the ice and snow on the surface had almost melted, he poured a few more shovels. After spending most of the night, the diggers dug out a shallow pit.
He looked into the shallow pit, his eyes shining.
"Hey, the hunter who just froze to death today is very strong. It's such a cold day, the body can be dug out and used." When he saw the body buried in the snow, he became very motivated, and the movements of his hands became more and more intense. The faster he went, the more undisguised his voice became.
Not long after, the body was carried out by him. In the middle of the night, this person felt no fear when he was next to a cold corpse. Instead, he was extremely excited.
He carefully placed Orion's body so that he lay flat on the snow with his limbs stretched out.
"My corpse-seeking bug finally worked for once. Hehe, put on this body this time and go back to see who dares to contradict me!" He smiled while taking out a small jar from his arms. He unscrewed the lid, He pried open the mouth of the hunter's corpse, and then stuffed the entire small jar inside.
Then he took off all the clothes on Orion, made incisions on the tips of his fingers one after another, and scrawled on the body with blood.
Yun Qing's mind was not constrained by the darkness of the night, so she could clearly see the characters scrawled on the corpse. After looking back and forth several times, she couldn't help but frown.
The skinny bamboo pole was bleeding and his face was extremely pale, but the joy in his expression became stronger and stronger. He was just one step away from pouring his soul into this new body.
Just when he was concentrating and preparing to leave his body, the heavy night in front of him suddenly opened a hole, and a scarlet color appeared in the dark night.
Yun Qing waved away the demonic flames around him and stood in front of the thin bamboo pole.
"Where did the things you wrote on the corpse come from?" Yun Qing asked with a frown, his face a little gloomy.
How could that thin bamboo pole expect that after digging up corpses for a long time, someone would still be watching? He was suddenly frightened out of his wits, pointed at Yun Qing tremblingly, and couldn't say a word for a long time.
"Let me ask you, where did those words you wrote come from?" Yun Qing's tone was slightly harsh, and the thin bamboo pole woke up with a tremor.
"Word, word...?" He looked confused.
"It's what you wrote on the body." Yun Qing didn't expect that this guy didn't even know what he wrote.
"Ah, ah? I, I don't know what the word is?" Shou Zhugan stammered, seemingly frightened by her.
Not only did he not know what the words were, but it seemed that he didn't even know that those extremely complicated strokes were actually words.
"Just tell me where you learned it." Yun Qing looked at his deathly black face and tried to soften his tone.
"This is the bone-eroding corpse-transformation method taught by my master..." Shou Zhugan replied honestly, and then he covered his mouth in annoyance, "Oh my god! Master, listen to my explanation. I and I Those evil ways are definitely not from the same path, I..."
His words stopped suddenly, a huge shadow shrouded behind him, and Aman stretched out his hand and broke his neck.
The thin bamboo pole fell limply to the ground, with blood still flowing from the tips of his fingers. His cervical vertebrae had pierced his throat. His whole body was like a punctured cloth bag. Thick blood-red blood flowed from his body. Seeping into the vast snow continuously.
Yun Qing stretched out his hand and a black flame burst out, turning the bodies of the two men into ashes in the blink of an eye. Aman stood beside her with a silly smile, his face still stained with blood that had just been spattered.
"Clean it up." Yun Qing handed him the Fang Cun Zhan. Then he leaned over and put his hand into the pile of hot ashes, and the Book of Heaven began to operate bit by bit. Miraculous fluctuations penetrated the two corpses that turned to ashes, penetrated through the snow here, and extended to the foot of the Snow Mountain.
Yun Qing stood up, and then used a few small tricks to spread the ashes in all directions. Once the wind blew by, no trace was left.
When she looked up, she realized that Aman had been playing with the small glass cup for a long time but couldn't figure it out, so she had no choice but to make another magic trick to help him clean it up.
"Let's go." Yun Qing said to Amang calmly, and the demonic flames around her body rose up, wrapping her in it.
Aman howled low and quickly followed her, bringing up mud and snow with every step he took, making a lot of noise. Yun Qing disguised herself well, but as soon as she caught up with this stupid big man, she was exposed. She glanced at Amang and helplessly dispersed the black flames on her body.
Even if he didn't open his mind, Yun Qing still hoped that he would learn some common sense, even if it was the most rigid and puppet-like imitation. However, he could never learn things like "walking quietly" and "washing hands before killing" no matter how many times he was taught. This made Yun Qing always feel that he had some shortcomings in his ability to express himself. She usually takes Aman around like a giant baby, and she has to do everything herself.
But if one day Amang could learn everything in one go, that would be troublesome.
Yun Qing followed the subtle message from the Book of Heaven and walked over until he found a few people who were as skinny as the corpse digger under the snow-capped mountains.
They were the same as the person just now. They were weak and had a putrid smell. They didn't seem to be alive. These guys are probably the dead who have changed their bodies several times, and they must also be members of the Walking Dead Sect.
Yun Qing put Amang into a square cup, and the techniques in his hands changed, and his heart became clear.
As her gestures became more and more complicated, a white mist gradually appeared in the night. Several disciples of the Walking Corpse Sect found themselves walking in the sea of clouds without knowing it. In the distance, there were faintly visible fairy palaces and city walls. If you listen carefully, you can hear the sound of people, animals, carriages and horses. They followed what they saw in their minds, their eyes gradually becoming dull.
Above this sea of clouds, a huge mirage lingers, puffing out cloud energy and turning into a tower.
Mirage, dreaming into heaven.
Two years ago, Yun Qing's mirage technique could only be used on one person, but now he can condense a mirage shadow.
Yun Qing had collected so much information along the way, and thought it would be somewhat useful. After all, the more he knew, the more he could calculate. But the secret behind the two corpses just now was still unclear, so she could only barely chase them to the foot of the snow-capped mountain.
She was lucky enough to bump into two disciples of the Walking Corpse Sect at once. This time she didn't plan to spend so much time calculating the secrets, and just dragged those people into the illusion with a mirage. Although this illusion was created by a mirage, it was still constructed using the mental barriers of the disciples of the Walking Corpse Sect. As long as something related to the Walking Corpse Sect flashed through their minds, Yun Qing could take this opportunity to guide them. Let them take him to the Walking Dead.
Sure enough, one of the disciples looked at the palace-dressed immortal in the distance and exclaimed: "She is much more beautiful than Senior Sister..."
Suddenly his expression changed, and the charming senior sister appeared in front of him.
"What did you say?" Senior Sister said angrily.
The disciple was shocked and apologized repeatedly: "I was wrong, I was wrong! Senior sister, I didn't mean that! I meant you are the most beautiful! No one is prettier than you..."
The senior sister poked him on the forehead, then covered her mouth and ran away with a smile: "If you sincerely apologize, come to my room and say it..."
The disciple laughed foolishly and ran away after her footsteps.
As soon as Yun Qing saw the man start to leave in a daze, he got Amang out and waved: "Come."
Aman came over.
"Stay here to take care of him. Don't go anywhere. Get rid of people like him if you see him." Yun Qing pointed at the disciple who stayed where he was.
When she saw Aman moving towards the remaining disciple, she turned around and chased the other one.
There might be something dangerous in this walking corpse sect, and she couldn't let Aman get trapped in it with her.
One life and two lives, as long as Amang lives, she cannot die.