Purple stiff
Zhang Yang's eyes flickered, and his mood became inexplicably excited.
The purple and powerful aura in the blood coffin was still lingering in his heart, thinking that he might soon have the same powerful power, how could he be calm
But, looking at Old Man Fang's eyes, is he really kind enough to help himself advance to Purple Zombie
Zhang Yang trembled in his heart, his excitement dissipated, and a strong sense of crisis rose, but the expression on his face remained unchanged.
Old Fang did not notice the change in Zhang Yang's mood, and still said with a smile: "Of course, the difficulty of advancing to Zizoom is much greater than you imagined. Even with my help, the chance of success will still not exceed Thirty percent, so, you have to work hard. In the days to come, you have to continue collecting spirit herbs, this Cold Yin Quenching Body Soup cannot be discarded, it will have a very powerful effect before you advance to Zizhi."
"Yes, Mr. Fang!"
Zhang Yang tried his best to look grateful, and respectfully agreed.
At this time, the sky had already darkened, so Zhang Yang found an excuse casually, saying that he was going to collect spiritual herbs, and then took the opportunity to leave.
First go to a river to clean your body.
Looking at the body with knotted muscles and overlapping cuticles; and seeing the hideous face reflected in the water through the reflection of the moonlight, he couldn't help but smile wryly.
Although he was not handsome before rebirth, he was a generous man, but now he has this ghostly appearance. It seems that the dream of being a fairy girl is getting farther and farther away.
Zhang Yang didn't feel too much emotion, the most important thing at present is not to pick up girls, but to survive.
Old man Fang seemed to help him all the time and never did anything to hurt him, but his intuition told him that the other party was definitely uneasy and well-intentioned; but Zhang Yang didn't even have the ability to escape, let alone resist.
He didn't like the feeling that everything was in the hands of others.
He got up and left the river, escaped into the depths of the dense forest, found a safe and hidden place, released the ghost servant to be on guard, then took out the blood coffin containing purple stiffness from the storage bag, and stretched out his hand to pat it.
call out!
Amidst the flickering black light, the purple stiffness of the blue-faced fangs appeared in front of him.
Without further ado, Zhang Yang took out the talisman-making pen again, dipped it in the monster's blood mixed with cinnabar, and wrote a few runes next to the paper talisman on Zi Zhan's forehead.
At the moment when the last rune was formed, Zhang Yang only felt as if a flood was being released, and the magic power of his whole body came out majesticly through the tip of the pen and poured into the tadpole script.
hum—
The inherent ginger talisman paper on Zijiang's forehead and the surrounding runes flickered at the same time, as if they complement each other. In an instant, the light faded, the rune disappeared, and the talisman returned to normal.
"call!"
Zhang Yang breathed a sigh of relief, showing a satisfied expression.
This is what Zhang Yang does every day.
The talisman used to suppress purple stiffness is extremely high-grade, it seems to be a ninth-grade talisman, but after a long time, it also shows signs of loosening.
With Zhang Yang's current mana, it is completely impossible to draw a talisman of this level. But it is not difficult to just draw auxiliary talismans and bless them, as long as you are willing to consume mana.
After the blessing was finished, Zhang Yang did not hesitate, his black and sharp claws slid across, and a hole was cut on his wrist. Under the operation of mana, a string of thick blood was forced out.
With his arms dancing, another series of bloody runes were printed on Zi Zhan's forehead, the movements were extremely skillful.
hum—
With a flash of light, the rune sank into Zijiang's forehead.
Zhang Yang's body suddenly became weak. After drawing two high-grade talismans one after another, his energy was almost exhausted.
Fortunately, it's all worth it.
After nearly a year of uninterrupted efforts, although Zi Zhan's soul is strong, it has been gradually worn down, and the current resistance is much worse than it was at the beginning.
A smile appeared on Zhang Yang's face, and it seemed that it was not too long before he could completely control Zi Zang.
A slap next to the blood coffin.
call out!
With a flash of black light, the purple zombie has been taken in.
He casually threw the blood coffin into the storage bag, took out two Yin Condensation Beads, put one in his mouth, and gave the other to the ghost servant, then closed his eyes tightly, and began to absorb Yin Qi to restore his strength.
breathe!
breathe!
The whole body is in an extremely active state, and the yin condensate in the mouth emits a majestic cold air, which merges into the body; at the same time, the skin seems to open its mouth wide, frantically devouring the rich moonlight in the air. The essence.
A little bit of light flew into Zhang Yang's body like a firefly.
The mana consumed by successive drawing of talismans just now is recovering rapidly.
Half an hour later, the consumption was completely made up, and Zhang Yang himself reached a peak state. However, his cultivation did not end there, but continued to enjoy the process.
Suddenly, there was a roar of beasts not far away, Zhang Yang's eyes suddenly opened, and his brows were slightly frowned.
"This roar doesn't seem to be hunting among wild beasts?"
After thinking for a while, he gave an order to the ghost servant, and both of them headed towards the place where the beast roared.
…
In the depths of the dense jungle, there was a mournful roar of a beast.
A wild boar with a few short knives stuck in its body, blood was flowing all over the ground, and its body was shaking.
Its eyes were blood red and full of hatred. It stared closely at the men in Tsing Yi in front of it. It seemed that it wished to tear these lives apart.
However, its strength is no longer enough to support it to defeat the enemy, and even escaping has become a luxury.
Boom!
There was a heavy landing sound, bursts of dust were thrown up, and the huge body of the wild boar fell to the ground with a bang.
"Hahaha… "
The two men in Tsing Yi laughed and walked forward, drawing their swords one after another. Regardless of the wild boar that was still panting, the sharp knife cut open its skin, took off the hide and wild boar tusks, and cut off a piece of fat.
Next to it, two other men in black had already lit a bonfire.
Several people set up the wild pork to grill, sprinkled it with seasoning, and performed extremely skillfully.
After a while, the fragrance wafted out.
"Well—" a man in Tsing Yi took a long breath, his face full of intoxication, "The wild prey in the 100,000 mountains is really delicious, much better than the ones we raise in the back mountain!"
"That's right! Let's not talk about whether we can find the unnecessary corpse repairer when we come out of the mountain this time, we're really happy. Tomorrow, we'll find a chance to catch the head monster and beat the teeth, and that will be really delicious!"
Several people were speaking recklessly, but no one noticed that in the bushes not far away, a zombie trembled when he heard the word "corpse repair".
"It's been two days now. Where can we find someone in Nuoda's mountains? However, Master Wu Feng is strong, so we have to obey the order and just treat it as hunting."
"If you want me to say, it doesn't matter if the door order can be found that day, as long as it doesn't fall into Beifeng's hands. They fell behind in this opportunity, and the gap in strength between us and Nanfeng will definitely increase in the future. The bigger... after the head of the sect, Taishi Boxian, the next head of the Sword Spirit Sect will surely fall on Taishifu, and at that time, my southern peak will annex the northern peak, and it is just around the corner."
"However, Beifeng has dispatched a large number of people to search for the Heavenly Gate Order. If they find it, wouldn't there be another accident?"
"Hmph! So what if they find it? Do you think Uncle Wu Feng will allow them to take away the Tianmen Token? This time, we dispatched a large number of people from Nanfeng, and we are ready to tear our face apart."
"Hey, Nanfeng people's cultivation is not very good, but there are many beautiful women, especially Fairy Luo Fei, if she can have a chance to kiss Fang Ze, it will be worth dying for! Tsk tsk!"
"A character like Fairy Luo Fei, how can we expect extravagantly? It is our blessing to have the opportunity to look at it more."
"That's right! Our Uncle Wu Feng doesn't get close to women. If you ask me, Fairy Luo Fei will sooner or later be under Uncle Li Fei's taboo."
"That's right! Now that the grand master is here, they can still hold on; after the grand master goes first, without a backer, the people of Beifeng will not let us bully..."
The next few people talked about the trivial matters of Nanfeng and Beifeng, so Zhang Yang lost interest, greeted him, and quietly retreated with the ghost servant.
But my heart was already turned upside down like a stormy sea.
Isn't the Tianmen Token the token that he got from the belly of the giant dragon
In this way, the corpse repair they mentioned should undoubtedly refer to themselves.
Thinking back, after beheading the giant jiao in Yixianxia, he didn't deliberately cover it up. He thought that the jiao meat left by the cold pool would soon be devoured by other wild beasts, so there was no need to bother to destroy the corpse.
Now it seems that there must be something wrong with the jiao meat, and people followed the clues to find out that it was a corpse repairer who took the Tianmen Token.
Zhang Yang's spiritual sense detection clearly sensed that the strength of these people was average, the strongest one was at the peak of the Qi refining stage, and the others were at the seventh or eighth stage of Qi refining stage.
Zhang Yang was confident that if he made a sneak attack, he would be at least 70% sure to keep these few people behind.
However, he did not do so.
Listening to the tone of these people, the northern and southern peaks of the Sword Spirit Sect dispatched a large number of people to search for the Tianmen Token.
At that time, it will be a big trouble to provoke the other side's people.
Thinking of this, he was planning to retreat quietly.