Deep in the mountains, Feng Qingyang stood naked beside a broken tree, thinking about how majestic and domineering he would be after he became a master.
The rigid zombie's face was distorted in a weird way, with a pair of long and sharp fangs sticking out from his lips. Along with his shrill laughter, he looked so scary and weird in this deep mountain.
He looked up at the sky, which was already turning pale. Thick fog began to appear in the mountains, accompanied by gusts of cold wind, covering the entire deserted mountain. He took a deep breath of air.
"It is true. The Yin energy in the early morning may not be as strong as that at midnight, but its quality is purer." A rare expression of enjoyment appeared on Feng Qingyang's face, as if he felt extremely comfortable being able to breathe in such pure Yin energy.
There is no time for cultivation. The enjoyment of the early morning is so short for Feng Qingyang. The sun rises, breaking through the silence of the mountains, shining through the layers of leaves onto the earth.
Compared to the coldness and horror of the night, the deep mountains were full of life at this moment, with all kinds of birds chirping in the woods.
"It's a nice day again... have some fun..." Feng Qingyang stood there enjoying the good mood at the moment, humming a random tune.
Compared to the confusion and fear he felt when he first arrived in this strange place, he now seemed so relaxed and comfortable after learning all the secrets.
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Maoshan has produced Taoists since ancient times, and no one knows when it started. Everyone is proficient in the art of talismans. The powerful ones can even control the world with a single talisman. You can imagine how powerful the Taoists are.
"Brother, can we find a top-quality jumping corpse this time?"
A faint sound was heard from the deep mountains, and two middle-aged men wearing yellow Taoist robes and holding peach wood swords were seen cutting through the trees and moving forward.
The two men looked a little embarrassed, their yellow robes were a little messy, and even full of thorns. One of the thin middle-aged men looked around with a worried look on his face, and said to the fat man in front.
"What are you afraid of? This mountain range of death is adjacent to the Ghost King Sect in the north. The Yin energy will definitely breed high-quality zombies. If we can get one, we might be able to obtain a foundation-building pill in this year's sect assessment, break through the foundation-building stage in one fell swoop, shed this mortal body, and become a god who roams the world. At that time, our lifespan will increase by a hundred years. A hundred years!"
The fat man said without turning his head, but he didn't sound very hopeful, and his tone seemed a little lonely.
"Brother, let's not go in. We are deep in the Death Mountains. If we encounter something powerful, I'm afraid we won't be able to escape."
The thin man was obviously a little timid and spoke stutteringly. Seeing the fat man walking in front, he hurriedly took a step forward to catch up, while his small eyes looked around vigilantly.
"Bang!"
The fat guy in front suddenly stopped, causing the thin guy behind him who was not paying attention to bump into him.
"Hush!" He raised a finger and waved his hand, took out a yellow copy, pointed the peach wood sword forward and said, "Last night I faintly heard the howling of zombies nearby. Be careful, they may be around us!"
"Ah?!" The thin guy at the back was shocked. He took a step back and sat on the ground, his face full of fear.
"Master... Senior Brother... I think we should leave. We are close to the center of the Death Mountain Range. Even if there are zombies in there, I'm afraid we can't deal with them!"
When the fat man heard this, he turned around abruptly, revealing a square face, and said angrily: "I say, Bamboo Pole, if you are afraid, just go back by yourself. This is a rare opportunity for us to have a breakthrough. Are you going to give up like this?"
"Don't you think about it? We are already in our thirties, and we are still only in the early stages of Qi Refining. If we can't break through to the Foundation Establishment Stage by the age of fifty, we will have to pack up and leave."
The thin man sat on the ground, not daring to look into the fat man's eyes, and said softly, "But...but my heart is beating so fast...I feel like something is going to happen."
“What are you afraid of… Don’t you have me here?” The fat man turned around and took out a compass from his arms and began to locate the direction in the dense forest. The needle on the compass was spinning rapidly and finally stopped at due south.
The fat man was shocked and a hint of joy appeared in his eyes. You know, this compass is not an ordinary compass, but Maoshan's famous zombie-locating compass, which can accurately locate the position of zombies and even identify the level and ability of zombies.
However, what they had in their hands was just an ordinary zombie-fixing plate.
The fat man looked back at the thin man who was still sitting on the ground and said, "Zhu Gan, we have soul jade on us. If we die here in the sect, someone will come to help us avenge ourselves. Our cultivation talent is not as good as others. If we can't break through, it will be a torture to live. Why don't we take a gamble for this ray of hope!"
The thin man on the ground thought for a long time and finally stood up. He took out a yellow talisman paper from his arms and said, "Okay, then I'll listen to you this time."
"Yeah." Seeing that the thin man had cheered up, the fat man turned around and walked forward quietly in the direction of the compass needle.
"Huh?" At this time, the fat man in front stopped again, looking at the zombie-fixing plate in his hand with a puzzled look on his face.
I saw the needle on the compass spinning wildly, as if it was affected by something powerful.
"Oh no, there must be zombies nearby!" the fat man said firmly, and at the same time he stopped and looked around carefully.
"Bamboo pole, look ahead..."
The fat man pushed aside the weeds in front of him and pointed to the open space about 200 meters ahead and said, "There is a strong yin energy in the air ahead. It was a full moon last night. There must be a powerful zombie worshiping the moon again. It may be next to us. You better be careful."
The thin man behind him was almost scared to death when he heard that a powerful zombie almost turned around and ran away. He tightly held the copy in his hand and stammered: "Master... Senior Brother... It's broad daylight, the zombie must be in the corpse cave, it's impossible for it to appear in the sun."
"That's right." The fat man frowned and looked at the zombie-fixing disk in his hand. The pointer was spinning around, which showed that there were definitely zombies nearby. However, if he looked carefully at the open space ahead, there was no cave.
"There's something unusual here."
"But we still have to go check it out." The fat man, holding a peach wood sword, took the lead and walked through the weeds into the open space ahead.
But at this moment, the thin man behind him suddenly shouted: "Brother... Brother, look, there is a hole under the broken tree."
The fat man followed the thin man's gaze and couldn't help but gasp.
What surprised him was not the fallen tree, but the thick yin energy coming out of the hole next to the tree.
"Corpse-raising cave... That's a corpse-raising cave."
Compared to the thin man's panic, his face was full of excitement.
"It's great, Zhugan, look at the gloomy aura at the entrance of the cave. This is a corpse-raising cave that has been there for at least a hundred years. There must be a high-level zombie in here..."
As he spoke, he clenched the peach wood sword, took out a few pieces of talisman paper from his bosom and held them in his hand, and was about to move forward. But he suddenly found that he could not move forward, and when he looked back, he saw that the thin man was holding his clothes tightly.
“What are you doing…” The fat man impatiently slapped his hand away.
"Master... Senior Brother... Something is wrong. I always feel like there is something weird here..."
“Go away… If you’re scared, just go back by yourself…” Seeing the zombies right in front of him, his cowardly junior brother wanted to get away from him.
The fat man took two steps at a time and walked into the open space. He felt a chill that instantly went through his heart. He looked up at the sky. There was a bright sun hanging in the sky, but there was not a trace of warmth.
"Hiss..." He took a breath and thought to himself that there was a problem.
Seeing the fat man walking over, the thin man looked around vigilantly again, gritted his teeth, and bravely followed him. Like the fat man, he also felt a chill at the same time when he stood in the open space.
It comes from within, and it chills your heart.
"Something's weird." The fat man muttered, took out a piece of talisman paper and threw it into the sky, then swung the peach wood sword.
"Taishang Laojun, hurry up and give the order!"
The talisman paper in the air instantly turned into a palm-sized bird. This was the famous talisman bird of Maoshan, which had the ability to transmit sound thousands of miles away.
"I will report to the master. A large corpse-raising cave has been discovered about 300 miles south of the Death Mountains. I request the master's support!"
After the fat man finished speaking, the little bird flapped its wings and flew into the sky, then disappeared.
After doing all this, he seemed to be relieved, turned around and said to the thin man: "Junior brother, I have already informed the master. If you encounter any accidents, you can wait for them to rescue you, but..."
He paused, and said with a serious face: "No matter what, we must go in. This is our chance to make a breakthrough. We must not give up!"
People die for money and birds die for food. The path of cultivation is against the will of heaven. While gaining power, you will definitely pay a lot of price, even your life!
Despite this, the path of cultivation still attracts countless people, who rush forward like moths to a flame, and together build a vast world of cultivation.
"Let's go!"