The method of transforming cloth dragon into zombie has been discovered.
Using corpses to train corpses!
Find a top-quality zombie, and use the zombie's evil spirit to refine the cloth dragon into a zombie.
But what Taoist Simu couldn't figure out was that the most difficult step in Chu Xiao's method was to find a suitable zombie.
Ordinary zombies simply cannot provide enough evil energy, and top-quality zombies are not so easy to find.
The world is so big, it is extremely difficult to find a zombie that can trigger the emergence of zombies with its evil spirit.
The difficulty is like finding a needle in a haystack.
But looking at Chu Xiao's expression, he seemed very confident, as if finding the corpse was not difficult at all for him.
Is it true that in today's world, top-grade zombies have become so ubiquitous that you can find them as long as you are brave enough
Taoist Simu shook his head and denied it, saying that he had traveled all over the country, leading the way by driving corpses. He had walked across more bridges than he had eaten salt, and had been to more places than Chu Xiao knew.
But I have never encountered even one top-notch zombie.
Most of the zombies encountered were wild zombies that became zombies by chance, that is, low-level zombies, and did not meet Chu Xiao's standards for training zombies with corpses at all.
Where does Chu Xiao get his confidence from
The Taoist Simu could neither see through nor guess.
In fact, Chu Xiao naturally had his own plans in mind. As a time traveler, and one who knew that he had come to the world of the zombie uncle, Chu Xiao would be embarrassed to hang out if he didn't have the ability to predict the future.
Chu Xiao’s confidence comes from this. He already knows that it won’t be long before the big boss among the zombie uncles, the royal zombie sealed in a golden coffin, will pass by here.
When the time comes, when the royal zombie is born, that will be the day when the dragon becomes a zombie.
Therefore, Chu Xiao's confidence was not groundless, but was actually true.
A few days later.
Deep mountains and old forests.
A group of people were moving through the old forest from far to near.
If you observe this group of people carefully, you will find something strange about it.
The team was led by several Qing Dynasty officers and soldiers who were pulling a golden coffin. The outside of the coffin was tightly tied with cinnabar ropes, obviously because they didn't want the things inside to come out.
Next to the golden coffin, there were five people dressed as Taoists, led by a skinny Taoist, who were responsible for guarding the golden coffin.
Afterwards, a child dressed as a member of the Qing Dynasty royal family, carried in a four-person sedan chair, followed the golden coffin slowly under the protection of guards.
When this group of people were about to reach the bamboo house of Taoist Simu, Chu Xiao, who was practicing cross-legged in the house, suddenly opened his eyes and discovered this group of people by sensing their breath.
The faint smell of corpse coming out of the golden coffin made Chu Xiao conclude that this was the big boss in the plot, the royal zombie from the frontier.
“It’s finally here!”
Chu Xiao's eyes were shining, he stood up and left the room, and when he looked carefully, he could already see this group of people.
Soon, Taoist Simu and Monk Ikkyu, who heard the noise, came out one after another and looked at the newcomers with serious expressions.
Carrying a coffin! This was definitely not a good sign in the eyes of Taoist Simu.
As the original plot developed, the Taoist priest in charge of guarding the golden coffin was Qianhe Taoist, the junior brother of Simu Taoist, and he was also acquainted with Monk Ikkyu.
“Senior Brother!”
"Junior brother!"
"Master Ikkyu!"
The three of them bowed and were about to exchange a few words when they were interrupted by a voice behind them.
It was a weird old duck voice, with an impatient tone, cursing, "Hey you! Why did you stop? We have to hurry up!"
Taoist Qianhe quickly explained.
"Minister Wu, I ran into my senior brother and asked him to borrow some glutinous rice."
"Glutinous rice?!" Minister Wu rolled his eyes and asked the child in the sedan chair in a pretentious manner, then replied impatiently, "Well, then! But hurry up! Don't waste the little prince's time, or I'll hold you responsible."
Taoist Qianhe shook his head helplessly and said, "I'm sorry to make you laugh at me, Senior Brother!"
"It's okay. We cultivators don't bother with those ordinary people," said the Taoist Simu. "Jia Le, bring some glutinous rice to your uncle!"
"Yes, Master!"
Jiale went into the house to prepare glutinous rice, and everyone's eyes were on the golden coffin.
“The copper-horned golden coffin is wrapped with an inkstone and cinnabar net. Could it be that inside is…” Taoist Simu looked solemnly at Taoist Qianhe.
"Yes! It's a zombie!"
Simu's heart trembled, and he said, "Then why not burn it to avoid harming the world."
Taoist Qianhe shook his head helplessly, "It cannot be burned. The zombie inside was from a royal family in the frontier area. This time we have to bring it back to the capital to let the emperor decide its fate!"
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Taoist Simu was speechless, but after thinking about it carefully, he immediately looked at Chu Xiao, who had been silent for a long time, and suddenly he realized something!
Chu Xiao wanted to use corpses to train corpses. The zombie in the golden coffin in front of him was definitely not an ordinary one and it was very likely that it could meet Chu Xiao's needs for training corpses.
Chu Xiao's previous confidence combined with the current situation made Simu feel frightened and he didn't dare to think about it any further.
The Taoist Simu repeatedly gave Chu Xiao a look, thinking, Brother Chu, you must not pay attention to this zombie!
If anything happened to this zombie, not only would his fellow apprentice Taoist Qianhe be implicated, but if the Qing court investigated, the implications would be even greater.
But when they looked at Chu Xiao, they were already half disheartened, because in Chu Xiao's eyes, he was clearly thinking of the golden coffin, and there was a great desire to possess it.
How could Chu Xiao miss such an opportunity
Taoist Simu also found it difficult to convince himself to let Chu Xiao give up this opportunity.
"Alas!" Taoist Simu shook his head helplessly and said to Taoist Qianhe, "Brother, I hope you don't need this bag of glutinous rice. In addition, no matter what, everything should be done with saving your life as the most important thing. Don't try to be stubborn!"
"Don't worry, brother. I will be careful!"
Everyone watched the golden coffin slowly leave. Chu Xiao and Taoist Simu each had their own thoughts in their minds.
Chu Xiao has decided to rob the golden coffin tonight. Not only will he get a top-grade zombie, but he will also have a great chance of condensing the sixth lotus petal.
How could Chu Xiao give up under such a huge pressure
Taoist Simu was worried about his fellow apprentice, fearing that he would conflict with Chu Xiao in order to protect the golden coffin. With Chu Xiao's strength, even ten Taoist Qianhes would not be Chu Xiao's match.
When the conflict gets serious, if Chu Xiao accidentally stabs Taoist Qianhe to death, his conscience will surely be hurt.
No, no matter whether it works or not, we must try to stop Chu Xiao.
Even if he was really powerless in the end, he had to follow Chu Xiao to prevent any irreversible changes from happening when the body was dismembered.
While Taoist Simu was thinking this, Chu Xiao had already returned to his room.
Ding ding ding
Taoist Simu knocked on the door, but it did not open. Instead, a voice came out, which made Taoist Simu leave helplessly and disappointed.
"Tonight, you come with me! To dismember the body!"
Taoist Simu believed that he was powerless to change what Chu Xiao had already decided, so he had to follow Chu Xiao's wishes and minimize the harm as much as possible.
As for notifying his junior fellow apprentice in advance so that he could prepare to escape
Taoist Simu smiled helplessly. With Chu Xiao's big flying bird, Qianhe and others couldn't escape even if they wanted to.
Tonight is another sleepless night!