A cloud floated across the sky, covering the scorching sun and casting a ray of coolness on the whole world.
In the deep tiger's lair, a zombie stood stupidly in the center, holding a ginger storage bag in his hand, with a ferocious, smiling expression on his face.
"Woohoo!"
Two deep roars added a bit of terror to the quiet cave. (Zhang Yang: Wrong! That was my laughter.)
"There are more than two hundred pieces of various talismans, most of which are of the second rank, and six of them are of the third rank; as for the low-grade ones of the first rank, there are none."
"Also, there are many kinds of talismans, haha! Great!"
"This is a second-level tracker. It seems that these two Taoist priests used this to catch up with me."
"There are more than 50 strange stones, and more than 30 of them sell much better than others. This thing can't be a spirit stone, right? Never mind it! Put it away first!"
"Hey, there is also a big wolf fur. Judging by the color of the fur, it might be the Timberwolf King! However, it is of no use to me, right? This zombie doesn't need to wear a wolf fur coat."
"Tale-making pen, cinnabar, wolf's blood, yellow paper... not bad not bad!"
Zhang Yang nodded again and again, and couldn't help admiring in his heart:
"They're all Taoist priests, so why is there such a big gap between them? Look at this guy named Yuhe, who is older and has such a rich family. In comparison, that Yunhe is too shabby."
Zhang Yang was speechless. Zhang Yang knew the names of these two Taoist priests by looking at the characters on the storage bag.
But he didn't know that the Daoist Yuhe whom he killed by mistake was actually a well-known talisman master among the fourteenth generation disciples of the Laoshan School.
Relying on the talisman-making technique that can draw second-grade talismans with one hand, he has accumulated a wealth of wealth; he can also be regarded as a man of the hour in the Laoshan School. Even that Yunhe was able to save some things because he got some credit with his senior brother.
Otherwise, the disciples in the third and fourth floors of the general qi refining period are very poor, and their usual income is not enough for cultivation, let alone saving their wealth.
After sorting out his income, Zhang Yang finally took out a book titled "Fu Tianxia".
This book was exactly what Zhang Yang found in Yuhe's storage bag.
"It looks very delicate, much better than that Lao Shizi's "Laoshan Cheats". It's a pity that it's only a fragment, not even the first volume."
"Whatever! Anyway, I'm not even a beginner in talisman making. Even if there are more advanced ones, it's meaningless to me."
While thinking about it, I began to read it carefully and figure out how to make talismans.
It took Zhang Yang more than half an hour to read through the thin fragments of "Fu Tianxia".
Taking a long breath, he sighed:
"It seems that making this talisman is not too troublesome! To put it bluntly, it is just relying on divine sense and mana to seal some simple formations on the talisman paper, and it will be enough to activate it when it is time to fight."
Zhang Yang quickly understood the essence of talisman making.
The fragments of "Fu Tianxia" recorded dozens of methods of making talismans, and Zhang Yang chose the Lihuo talisman, which seemed the simplest.
Then, he took out a piece of yellow paper, laid it flat on a waist-high rock in the cave, turned the "Fu Tian Xia" to the page explaining Li Huo Fu, and put it aside.
He mixed and ground fresh wolf blood and cinnabar, dipped the special ink with a talisman-making pen, and used his magic power to guide him to follow the formation route recorded in the Lihuo talisman.
Halfway through the painting, Zhang Yang knew he had failed.
Because it is recorded in "Fu Tianxia", during the process of making talismans, the talisman will extract a large amount of mana from the talisman maker and seal it in the talisman paper. However, when Zhang Yang poured mana into the talisman, he didn't feel like he was being drawn in a large amount, it was just a very gentle consumption.
Stop writing and compare. Zhang Yang couldn't laugh or cry.
I saw that the talismans I drew were messy and crooked, at most only three points similar to the formation patterns recorded in "Fu Tianxia", but seven points different.
"Woooo! It's all because the zombie's wrist is too stiff. Otherwise, brother, I am also a highly educated person, and drawing a ghost talisman is not like playing."
"I'd better practice first!"
Although the amount of yellow paper is not small, this kind of thing is produced in human society. Once it is used up, it is difficult to replenish it as Zhang Yang's zombie.
So, Zhang Yang took a talisman-making pen, stained it with wolf blood, and began to write pictures on the rocks.
It is really uncomfortable for a zombie to write with its own stiff joints. However, Zhang Yang knew that if he mastered the method of making talismans, he would be able to use a large number of talismans in the future, which was equivalent to having an extra card to save his life.
In the long run, you have to learn anyway.
Therefore, Zhang Yang practiced extremely hard.
This kind of practice is different from ordinary writing. Every stroke and every stroke is infused with spiritual consciousness and mana. Although Zhang Yang's writing method was wrong and he didn't draw a lot of mana, Zhang Yang felt that the two cyclones in his abdominal cavity were getting weaker and weaker in just half an hour, showing signs of exhaustion; Although a little tired, the consciousness is still good.
"No! It seems that my mana is too weak. My spiritual sense can still persist, but my mana is about to run out."
Zhang Yang sighed. Quickly thought of:
"No! It's not necessarily like this. The main reason is that this cave has too much yang energy, but no yin energy. My mana can't be replenished after consumption. Otherwise, it wouldn't be so bad."
Zhang Yang stopped practicing because his mana was exhausted and could not be replenished.
Look at the sun outside, which has just set to the west, and there are at least two hours before it gets dark.
Although this tiger's lair is disgusting, zombies can't travel during the day, so Zhang Yang took advantage of this time to close his eyes and rest.
…
The bright moon hangs obliquely on the treetops like a silver hook, and a little brilliance can't cover the darkness of the entire mountain forest at all.
However, it is this dark mountain forest that has become a paradise for all kinds of wild animals, also known as a hunting ground for zombies.
Zhang Yang stood motionless next to a big tree, his pitch-black figure almost blended with the tree.
A few meters away, two hyenas seemed to smell the smell of carrion. While lowering their heads and sniffing fiercely, they walked towards Zhang Yang.
Zhang Yang's eyes flashed with bloodthirsty desire, staring straight at the two hyenas, ready to pounce at all times.
The two hyenas didn't realize that the crisis was approaching at all, and they thought they had found food. They excitedly wagged their short, bald tails and got closer and closer, with saliva dripping from their open mouths, giving people an extremely disgusting feeling.
30m... 20m... 10m... 8m...
As soon as a hyena looked up, it happened to see Zhang Yang's fierce gaze, and its chest bulged, and it was about to bark.
And all of this was clearly captured by Zhang Yang's spiritual consciousness.
At this time, Zhang Yang moved.
With both legs on the ground, the whole body was shot out like an arrow, and the arms stretched straight forward, holding down the hyena in front.
"Aw! Aw! Aw!"
Another hyena leaped up, growling, and rushed upon it. He opened his bloody mouth and bit Zhang Yang's neck directly.
Roar!
Zhang Yang swung his arm out and hit the opponent's waist.
Boom!
The powerful force of the second-level wandering corpse ripped apart the tiger and leopard as if it was a game, and hit the hyena's weakest waist again. The poor hyena immediately lay on the ground and wailed, unable to get up again.
Zhang Yang stood by the side, not even having the time to make up for a blow, but let it whine incessantly. As for Zhang Yang himself, he grabbed the first hyena, bit down with his sharp teeth, and instantly tore open its throat, and hot blood gushed in immediately.
Zhang Yang had an expression of enjoyment on his face. Two small cyclones circulated in the abdominal cavity, and under the strong suction, within minutes, a hyena nearly one meter high turned into a mummy.
Snapped!
Throwing the hyena corpse casually on the ground, Zhang Yang licked the blood from the corner of his mouth, looking unsatisfied, and looked at the injured hyena on the ground next to him: "Hey! The reaction of the hyena group is really slow, I can't wait!"
After the sun went down, Zhang Yang left the tiger's den and continued to go deep into the forest. He didn't find a suitable shade, and the silver-hooked moon provided a very limited amount of moon essence.
In order to restore his strength as soon as possible, Zhang Yang had no choice but to resort to hunting to suck the blood of the wild beast.
Soon, Zhang Yang fell in love with this process and began to enjoy it.
Now, Zhang Yang's mana has long since recovered, and the two small cyclones in his abdominal cavity are extremely full. Zhang Yang felt that as long as he continued, he would be able to continue to break through in a short time.
Ow! Ow! Ow! Ow!
Several rapid barking sounds were getting closer and closer, interrupting Zhang Yang's thoughts.
"Hey, it's finally here! Your companion is here, so you're useless!"
As Zhang Yang said, he grabbed the injured hyena on the ground, and his sharp claws pierced directly into the flesh. The hyena whined, and had no strength to resist at all.
Zhang Yang grinned grinningly, and bit the hyena's neck with his mouth open, the moaning immediately turned into a whimper.
While enjoying the delicious blood, Zhang Yang's vigilance did not dare to relax at all. The consciousness is released, and all the plants and trees within a range of 20 meters are reflected in the mind.
Ow! Ow! Ow!
The pack of hyenas finally arrived.
Maybe they were a little afraid of Zhang Yang's relatively tall stature, they did not launch an attack immediately, but surrounded Zhang Yang in a group, five or six hyenas, all with tense limbs, barked in a low voice, The ruthless triangular eyes only stared at Zhang Yang.
Snapped!
Zhang Yang threw the hyena that had just turned into a mummy on the ground, startling the surrounding hyena group.
Ow!
A hyena finally couldn't stand it anymore and attacked first.
With a height of nearly one meter, Zhang Yang could clearly see the saliva dripping from his sharp teeth through his divine sense.
Woo!
Zhang Yang let out a roar from his throat, and suddenly raised his arms without moving.
Snapped!
Grabbing the hyena's neck directly, with the guidance of divine consciousness, this angle was chosen extremely trickily.
Aww!
The hyena whined and scratched Zhang Yang's arm vigorously.
The hard cuticle of the second-level walking corpse was also scratched with grooves, but Zhang Yang didn't care at all. As long as there is blood, these scars can be repaired in just a few minutes.
Ow! Ow!
Several other hyenas also barked and rushed forward.
Zhang Yang sometimes jumped to dodge, and sometimes stretched out his hand suddenly. As long as the shot is taken, a hyena will be killed or seriously injured.
In less than half a cup of tea, several hyenas were all lying on the ground.
As the victor, the zombie smiled "woo hoo" and began to enjoy his big meal.