Seeing the abnormal speed of the flying magic weapon, Zhang Yang subconsciously connected it with the escape weapon, and didn't think it was so useless.
After feeling for a long time, he saw that the White Witch Corpse King was covered with green fluff and could not fly in the air with his physical strength. It seemed that he was not flying stiff, but hair stiff.
Zombie level classification, jumping corpse, wandering corpse, purple zombie, black zombie, hairy zombie, flying zombie, drought man, corresponding to the mortal, qi refining stage, foundation building stage, Jindan stage, Yuanying stage, transforming god stage, crossing stage of human monks robbery period.
According to the little white-faced Weng Qingyu, one of the three apprentices of the White Witch Corpse King is Mao Zong, and the other two are Black Zombies. Then, it seems that the White Witch Corpse King himself should be the peak of Mao Zong or even Dzogchen.
Thinking in my heart, looking at the scenery on the ground, I don't feel the passage of time.
It didn't take long, but the speed of the White Witch Corpse King dropped sharply.
"It's here!"
Following the words, the White Witch Corpse King stretched out his hand and struck out a jade slip, which shot through the air and fell to the ground.
Following this jade slip, the surrounding scenery changed for a while. In the eyes, there are still continuous mountains; however, the trend and shape of these mountains are completely different from what we saw just now.
What's more, the scene of bright sunshine, green water and green mountains disappeared, and the mountains were filled with thick fog and rippling wind, which made people daunting.
Zhang Yang lowered his head to see the scenery on the ground clearly, and a strange look immediately appeared on his face.
"What? Have you been here?"
The White Witch Corpse King immediately noticed the change in Zhang Yang's expression and asked.
"No! I just didn't expect that there would be such a place among the 100,000 mountains."
Zhang Yang remained calm and explained casually. In my heart, the sky is already turned upside down.
U-shaped valley! This turned out to be a U-shaped valley!
However, the current U-shaped valley does not know what happened, and it is no longer as verdant as it used to be. It looks a bit like a line of gorge, full of cloudiness and mist.
…
The White Witch Corpse King glanced at Zhang Yang, not sure if he believed it, but he didn't continue to ask.
The two landed on the ground.
"This is the newly established branch address of my Corpse Refining Sect. For the next period of time, you should live here! Until your master comes to pick you up."
The White Witch Corpse King said.
After knowing that this is a U-shaped valley, Zhang Yang guessed the identity of the White Witch Corpse King, so he is not surprised to hear it from his own mouth.
Following behind the White Witch Corpse King, the two walked all the way, and the guards who met them all saluted one after another, very respectful. It can be seen that the status of the White Witch Corpse King is not low.
Zhang Yang looked around, full of yin energy, as if it was real. If he hadn't stayed in the U-shaped valley for more than a year, he would definitely think that this place was an excellent yin place.
Zhang Yang didn't know what method the Corpse Refining Sect had used to turn a valley with beautiful mountains and clear waters into a misty shadow in a few years, but he didn't need to think about it, it must have something to do with the Yin spring.
Thinking of Yinquan, Zhang Yang's eyes sharpened.
That was supposed to belong to him, but it was snatched away by the Corpse Refining Gate. Now the White Witch Corpse King seems to be treating him politely, but he is actually coercing himself to come here. If he has a chance to escape, he might get some interest back.
"Master Protector." A voice interrupted Zhang Yang's meditation.
When I saw it, a slightly fat monk in a black Taoist robe with a blood coffin on his back was bowing and saluting.
The White Witch Corpse King's hair is stiff, and as a zombie, he can live in peace with the human monks of the Corpse Refining Sect, and he is also a Dharma protector, which is really weird.
Of course, now is definitely not the right time to ask this question, so I can only find an opportunity to figure it out in the future.
"Zhou Xingwen, this is my guest of Corpse Refining Sect. You will be responsible for entertaining him well in the next period of time. Don't neglect it." White Witch Corpse King pointed at Zhang Yang and said.
"Yes, Lord Protector." The chubby monk Zhou Xingwen respectfully agreed.
The White Witch Corpse King paused slightly, and then said:
"Let him live in practice room No. 36!"
At this moment, Zhou Xingwen was taken aback, but he quickly realized:
"Obey, Lord Protector."
The White Witch Corpse King handed over a jade slip and waved his hand. Zhou Xingwen took it and led Zhang Yang away immediately.
Along the way, Zhang Yang didn't take Zhang Yang's identity as a wandering corpse as a surprise, and was very polite, which made Zhang Yang feel a little uncomfortable.
You know, regardless of his identity as a zombie, this week Xingwen is a monk at the foundation stage, and his own strength is only at the ninth level of the wandering corpse.
In the realm of comprehension, everything is based on strength. High-ranking monks looked at low-ranking monks like ants, and Zhou Xingwen was able to stick to them with courtesy, which was really rare.
However, Zhang Yang also knew that Zhou Xingwen must have misunderstood his relationship with the White Witch Corpse King this week. Once he knows the truth, I'm afraid his attitude will change 360 degrees.
Zhang Yang didn't bother to explain, and was even a little happy about this misunderstanding from the bottom of his heart. At least the next period of time will be easier, and it will be much more convenient to do things in the future.
"This fellow Taoist, please go this way."
Zhou Xingwen led Zhang Yang to a cave.
Zhang Yang was familiar with the nearby terrain, and knew that it was not far from Yinquan Cave.
After entering, I saw that the mountainside was almost completely hollowed out, and it was a huge hall. The amount of this kind of project is absolutely huge.
Around the hall, there are winding corridors that don't know where they lead.
Zhang Yang knew that there were experts everywhere here, so he kept a low profile and didn't dare to use his spiritual sense to detect casually. If he got into trouble because of this, he didn't know if the White Witch Corpse King would come to protect him.
Walking into one of the corridors, I found that there are stone doors on both sides, and the words "No. 1, No. 2..." are engraved on the stone doors.
The "San Shi Liu" cave is located at the end of that corridor.
Zhou Xingwen took out the jade slip given by the White Witch Corpse King, and buckled it into a depression on the stone gate.
rumbling—
A huge sound echoed in the cave, and the stone door slowly opened.
The two stepped in. The moment he stepped into the stone gate, a chilly breath came over his face.
Separated by a line, the Yin Qi in the cave is extremely strong, more than ten times that of the outside. If it is said that the outside is an excellent yin land, the effect here is not weaker than that of the nine yin land. Zhang Yang couldn't help stretching his body, feeling extremely comfortable.
Seemingly seeing Zhang Yang's feelings, Zhou Xingwen explained with a smile: "These stone chambers are the important training grounds of our Corpse Refining Sect. Even the core disciples rarely come in for a few days every month to practice. Master Dharma Protector unexpectedly Letting you live in his exclusive stone room, this is really not an ordinary treatment! I think the relationship between fellow daoist and the protector must be unusual, right?"
This is a trial.
Naturally, Zhang Yang couldn't explain it so clearly, so he laughed and said, "The old man has always taken care of me, and the boy is very grateful!"
Zhou Xingwen's heart trembled, the word "elderly" was not used casually, it seemed that this junior must be the guardian of the law, he couldn't help but become more respectful, and made up his mind to take good care of this old man.
Even though he is just a wandering corpse now, maybe one day he will break through, surpassing himself is not an easy task!
Thinking about it, how can ordinary people be able to transform their bodies into zombies from such a weak body and follow the path of absolute corpse repair
In the world of comprehension, some monks, in pursuit of pure power and eternal lifespan, covet the strong body of zombies very much, so they turn their bodies into zombies by seizing the body or practicing nine-turn magic skills .
However, these exercises have always been rare and extremely precious.
Of course, having said that, even if there are exercises, only a small number of extreme people are willing to transform themselves into zombie bodies. Even in the Corpse Refining Gate, such existences are rare.
These thoughts flashed through Zhou Xingwen's mind, and he said with a smile on his face: "Fellow Daoist, practice with peace of mind. If you need anything, just say hello. I won't bother you much."
After some politeness, Zhou Xingwen withdrew, and the stone door closed again with a "rumble".