The Ancestor of All Zombies

Chapter 17: 017 hit the younger one

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It is said that zombies know Taoism and even gods cannot stop them;

"Hehe, but right now I should practice more." Thinking of the bad days in the future, Feng Qingyang smiled proudly.

Looking at the night sky, he realized that it had already turned pale and dawn was about to come, so Feng Qingyang skipped and found a dark cave to hide in and take a nap.

“Speaking of which place did General Ying Gou say he was waiting for me? This disrespectful old man only speaks half of his sentences every time…” He muttered to himself. Perhaps he had an inexplicable sense of closeness to General Ying Gou, so he teased him like this without feeling that there was anything wrong with it.

The sun sets and the moon rises, and the day gradually passes by in Feng Qingyang's sleep...

"It's time to go to the Ghost King Sect..." Feeling the surging magic power in his meridians, he worked twice as hard every night for the past month and finally repaired all three broken layers of meridians.

He jumped out of the hole and looked around, thinking for a moment, "If nothing unexpected happens, it will take another two months for me to buy the price and jump corpses in the mid-term."

Although the meridians have been repaired, they still need to be well nurtured. For example, a person who has just recovered from a serious illness also needs to be well nurtured.

After making up his mind, Feng Qingyang jumped towards the north.

The deep mountains at night always seem a little weird and cold. The sound of the wind echoing among the trees is like the howling of ghosts and wolves. There are small green lanterns everywhere, which are obviously predators at night.

However, all of them stayed away from Feng Qingyang, not because they were afraid of him, but because they were frightened by the natural evil spirit in him. Even the most ferocious tigers and giant lizards stayed as far away from him as possible.

Relying on his tireless zombie body, he had climbed over two hills in one breath. He didn't know how big the Death Mountains were, but he was not worried at all. After all, he had not yet reached the late stage of corpse jumping, and even if he got out, he would not dare to integrate into the human life circle.

"Ouch..."

At this moment, a mournful wolf howl pierced the sky, penetrated the quiet mountains and reached Feng Qingyang's ears.

"Huh? Is there something going on?" Feng Qingyang's body perked up and he pricked up his ears with concentration.

Another wolf howl was heard from afar. It seemed to contain an urgent call, but more like a life-threatening howl.

"Never mind, let's go take a look first." Feng Qingyang restrained his breath and skipped towards the source of the sound.

When he reached a valley, he looked from afar and saw flames rising into the sky a few hundred meters away. Three or four young men and women in ancient costumes were surrounding a snow-white wolf, and from time to time they let out shrill laughter.

I pricked up my ears and listened, only to hear a shrill voice saying, "Brother, I want the fur of this wolf demon. I want to peel it off and make a beautiful decoration."

Feng Qingyang used all his eyesight to look and saw that the person who was speaking was the only woman among the four people. She had an oval face without any makeup, and a pair of almond-shaped eyes were full of charm. She looked beautiful and lovely, but who would have thought that she was such a vicious and cruel person.

“Hahaha… As long as you like it, Junior Sister, I’ll peel it off for you myself…” The other three laughed and teased the snow-white wolf with the rapiers in their hands from time to time.

The wolf's feet were soaked with bright red blood, and its eyes were flashing with fearlessness and anger. It dodged the attack of the rapier in a panic, and soon there were many more wounds on its legs.

Feng Qingyang frowned as he watched all this from afar, "Are these people from the cultivation world? Why do they look so vicious?"

All of this turned out to be a reversal of his traditional ideas. He originally thought that everyone in the cultivation world was a good person, a righteous man who fought against demons and defended justice. However, he did not expect that they were all a group of devils in human skin.

"No better than me!" Feng Qingyang roared in his heart, looking at the poor wolf demon. He wanted to help, but he was worried that he was no match for it.

At this time, one of the men suddenly said, "Brother, let's get rid of this demon wolf as soon as possible. Uncle went to capture the wolf king and hasn't come back yet. I don't know if something unexpected happened. This place is inside the Death Mountain Range. It would be bad if this demon wolf attracted its companions."

Feng Qingyang was deeply moved when he heard this, unable to suppress his anger. The white fangs looked so terrifying under the moonlight.

"So there's a helper. If we want to save that demon wolf, we'll have to fight quickly." Feng Qingyang restrained his breath and quietly walked around a big tree less than a few dozen meters away from them, looking at them with cold eyes.

"Brother, let's do it. It's boring to go on like this. We might as well skin it alive and find a place to have fun." The woman glanced at him seductively and twisted her slender waist to stick to the man next to her.

“Haha, I’m afraid junior sister can’t wait any longer…” the two people on the side also said with lewd smiles on their faces.

"**!"

Feng Qingyang snorted coldly, watching the man raise the rapier in his hand and about to stab him.

But at this moment, although it was said to be slow, it was actually fast. Feng Qingyang moved. Although his whole body was still stiff, after a month of practice, he had mastered the method of jumping and attacking.

“Boom!”

He fell heavily from the air in front of the embarrassed wolf demon, looked at the young men in front of him, and said with a sly smile: "You want to kill my friends, did I agree?" As he spoke, his long fangs moved, as if in a warning.

"Ah!" The only woman was frightened by Feng Qingyang and almost lost her soul. She screamed and hid behind several men. Her oval face turned pale and she looked pitiful. There was no trace of her previous charming look.

The other people were also shocked. You know, this is the depths of the Death Mountain Range, how could a monster suddenly jump out? If they were not led by an expert, they would not dare to come in even if they had a hundred courage.

All four of them had pale faces and immediately retreated ten meters away like cats with their fur standing on end.

"Who... who... are you?" a thin man among the four asked stutteringly.

Feng Qingyang just stood there straight, grinning and saying, "If you want to die, stay here."

Looking at the calm Feng Qingyang, everyone lost their attention for a moment, and the three of them all looked at the handsome young man next to them.

The man had red lips, white teeth, delicate eyebrows and handsome eyes, but his face was pale, and there was a strong lust in his eyes. He looked at Feng Qingyang carefully with a sullen face, and suddenly shouted: "What are you afraid of? He is just an early stage jumping corpse? Can't we, the cultivators in the middle stage of Qi Refining, defeat him?"

"There is no one in my Xiaoyao Sect who is afraid of death!"

After hearing what the leader said, the others were all shocked, as if their worries were gone. One of them said, "Brother, this little zombie is only in the early stage of jumping corpses and can speak human language. If we catch him and present him to Uncle, I'm afraid we will benefit a lot."

The people who were frightened out of their wits before seemed to be refreshed for a moment. After knowing Feng Qingyang's cultivation level, their faces were full of disdain and arrogance, and they looked at him as if he was taking candy from a bag.

"Oh? It turns out to be the Xiaoyao Sect?" Feng Qingyang said without comment. He had just entered this world, or to be more precise, he had not yet entered the world of cultivation, so he did not know what kind of sect the Xiaoyao Sect was.

"Is the Xiaoyao Sect so great?" He sneered again.

The thin man at the side was furious and said, "My Xiaoyao Sect is one of the ten major sects in the cultivation world. Don't be rude to me, you little zombie."

As he spoke, he swung his sword and came with a gust of wind. He raised the thin sword in his hand that reflected a cold light and split Mount Hua with all his force.

Feng Qingyang smiled when he saw the sword. Although he didn't understand sword, he knew that sword was not used for chopping.

"Turns out he's just a young boy." Although he couldn't see their cultivation level, he could tell from his own feelings that their cultivation level was comparable to his own.

"Clang!" Feng Qingyang stood in place and took the sword without dodging. The thin sword hit his body and then bent ninety degrees, then shook twice and broke into two pieces.

"Ah, exchange my sword for yours!" The thin man was furious when he saw the sword in his hand break, and he was about to rush up for a fierce fight.

"return!"

The leading man shouted, glared at the thin man fiercely and said, "Are you an idiot? You want to chop a zombie with a sword? Do you think you are one of those idiot Taoist priests in Maoshan?"

As he said this, he ignored the thin and gaunt man, his eyes dark as water. With a whoosh, he flew over;

"Baji Collapse!" He roared and slapped Feng Qingyang with his palm.

"Bang!"

Feng Qingyang flew backwards and stopped only after hitting a big tree behind him.

"Very powerful." Feng Qingyang praised. The palm hitting his body felt like tickling him, but there was a trace of hidden power in the palm, layer upon layer, and it was this power that knocked Feng Qingyang away.

"Is that all you can do?" Feng Qingyang shouted, and then he jumped horizontally in the air, hitting the leading man like a cannonball.

"puff!"

The leading man was kicked out without any resistance, spitting out blood and sitting on the ground listlessly.

He was able to test their depth with one move. Feng Qingyang was overjoyed, it turned out that they were just a bunch of empty talkers.

"Brother... Brother, how are you?" The other three people surrounded him with concern.

“Get out of the way!”

The leading man stood up with an angry roar, his pale face as gloomy as water, and said: "I will kill you!"