Although Zhang Shuo was alert to the surroundings all night, the fox demon did not come to steal the corpse tonight.

When it was dawn, because the zombies were afraid of the sun, Zhang Shuo had to find a tree in the forest with Simu to park the zombies, and wait until it was dark before continuing on the road.

There was nothing left and right, Zhang Shuo took out the thousand-year peach wood sword from the space and planned to sacrifice and refine it. The sword body was red all over, and red light appeared under the sunlight.

"Puff~ Cough~~ Boy, where did you come from your peach wood sword? Why didn't I see you moving your backpack!"

Four eyes, who were drinking water, suddenly felt a red light at the corner of their eyes. When they turned around, they were shocked to see that the water was sprayed out. Not only the peach wood sword, but also the way Zhang Shuo took out the peach wood sword, all surprised him.

No wonder he has never seen the world. The wooden sword in Zhang Shuo's hand is so scary that it appears red during the day. This must be made of a peach wood heart that has reached more than a thousand years.

However, peach wood, a thing that overcomes evil, is said to be used by Kuafu to rush to the sun, so it is characterized by the sun star that is strong and yang. Every 500 years, thunder will be used to strike wood, and the surviving peach wood is even the nemesis of evil things. However, thunder and fire have overcome wood, and peach wood that can reach a thousand years of age has only been seen in classics. The only one is used by the ancestor Maoshan to deal with a zombie king a thousand years ago.

"Tsk, what's the fuss? It's just a Sumeru mustard seed. These are all found in that cave. How come it is very powerful?"

Zhang Shuo curled his lips at the four eyes disdainfully. He knew that the Thousand-year Peach Wood Sword was very powerful, but thinking about the fact that with the main god space, even the Lotus Lantern, it was not impossible to open the sky axe, so Zhang Shuo quickly calmed down after getting the Peach Wood Sword.

"I~~Damn it, do you know the goods? This is a thousand-year-old peach wood sword. According to legend, only the Maoshan ancestor has one. By the way, what else did you get in the cave?!"

Four-minded people were about to strangle Zhang Shuo to death, especially when they saw Zhang Shuo smashing the stone with a peach wood sword. Fortunately, he was good at qi cultivation. He took a deep breath and asked calmly. He now seriously suspected that the cave Zhang Shuo had visited was a ruin left by the ancestor of Maoshan.

"Ah~ There is also a jade slip. As soon as I touched a large string of words, I ran into my head. I was shocked at that time."

Zhang Shuo continued to pretend to tease all his eyes, and spoke vividly, even he was almost convinced.

"What words, hurry up, read a paragraph, and listen to me." Four eyes patted their thighs and urged Zhang Shuo.

"The flags and treasures are scattered, and the gods protect the heavens and eliminate sins. After the flags and the clouds are gone, they will follow the laws and orders, and they will not be able to pronounce them..."

Zhang Shuo closed his eyes and began to recite a paragraph in the entire Maoshan Taoist Technique, which happened to try the difference between what the Lord God gave him and what the real Maoshan taught him.

"Okay, okay, stop thinking, this is my Maoshan Taoist Dharma, and there are still many lost ones. You kid are really gone, dogs, shit, and luck, and you actually get the inheritance left by the ancestor."

Four eyes could no longer describe their mood. Just like a Taoist priest who visits the ancestor every day, he suddenly found that the ancestor's inheritance was right in front of him. It was already obvious that he had a good character without robbing it.

"Boy, I want to pass on a message to my fellow brothers. This matter is so important. If you have obtained the inheritance of the ancestor, you must return to the master's sect to recognize your ancestors and return to your ancestors!"

While taking out the paper talisman and folding it into a paper crane, he turned his head to Zhang Shuo, who was sitting on the ground, and said solemnly.

"Hey, it's true, why did you have to be the inheritance of Maoshan ancestors? What if it was left by another Maoshan descendant!"

Zhang Shuo felt that he was too pretentious and quickly defended himself.

"Impossible. Only the ancestor of Maoshan has ever had this peach wood sword, and then disappeared with the ancestor, so it is definitely!"

It seems that I can't escape. I should pay attention to the scale when I show off in the future. It is not good to be too large. I ignore the excitement and eyes were so excited that Zhang Shuo began to refine the peach wood sword.

Sitting upright on the ground, placing the sword flat on his knees, Zhang Shuo condensed his own essence, energy, and the three treasures of the spirit according to the sacrifice and refining method recorded in the entire Taoist Scripture. His face became redder and red, just as the blood in his body was boiling. A mouthful of essence and blood slowly gathered around his throat, essence, energy, and the three treasures of spirit also gathered towards the mouth of essence and blood.

The three treasures of essence, energy, and spirit are the origin of human beings. They use their own origin to nourish magic tools. Over time, the magic tools will be like a part of the physical body, like an arm instructing them. However, if the magic tools are damaged, the origin of the person who sacrifices and refining will be injured.

I don't know how long it took, but I felt that the fire was almost done. Zhang Shuo sprayed his essence and blood on the sword. He didn't worry about his slightly pale face. He pointed his right sword at the sword and wiped it with a wipe, and all the blood was absorbed by the sword body. Feeling a slight vague connection between him and the sword, Zhang Shuo smiled with satisfaction.

"I really don't know if you are ignorant or talented. You dare to sacrifice your magic weapons in the deep mountains and forests, and you will practice them for four hours."

The sound of Taoist Simu was a little blamed and envious. When he turned around, he saw Taoist Simu holding half of the roasted pheasant and handing it to himself, "Hey, you're losing your energy and energy, let's make up for it first."

"Thank you, I have been practicing for four hours? Wouldn't that be eight hours? No wonder people say that there is no Jiazi in cultivation, and they cannot sense the flow rate of time."

After taking the roast chicken, Zhang Shuo thanked him and sighed. Then the two of them discussed Maoshan Taoist Dharma knowledge in the woods for a long time. Zhang Shuo was just an introductory rookie. After all, the reward for the entire Maoshan Taoist Dharma is a form of indoctrination of knowledge, not a direct skill achievement, and you need to practice it from scratch.

Qi refining techniques, talisman art, ghost-expressing ghosts, and even Maoshan sword art. Without mentioning the amazingness of the four eyes at Zhang Shuo's learning ability and gaining a lot of lost spells, Zhang Shuo also felt that he had gained a lot. It seems that this pussy is not in vain today!

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The daytime passed quickly, and when the sun set, the two of them who had gained a lot of harvest continued to rush forward. I guess they could feel the Simin's home before dawn.

Zhang Shuo held the peach wood sword in his hand, "I'll try the sword with the hundred-year-old fox demon tonight!"

Along the way, Zhang Shuo and Simu sat on the shoulders of the zombies and had a great chat. Now Taoist Master Simu has completely thought that Zhang Shuo is a fellow disciple, and many secrets of the sects told Zhang Shuo.

Listening to Taoist Simu talking endlessly, Zhang Shuo was powerless to complain and didn't say anything. He followed Taoist Simu listening to a wordless one, basically talking about the embarrassing things he had when he and his uncle learned Taoism, and for himself, he was wise and powerful.

"Swish~~" "Hmm? Come!"

Zhang Shuo's ears moved, and he heard the sound of breaking through the air from the woods behind him. He knew that it was the fox demon who came to steal the corpse. With his mind, he "blowed" the talisman on the head of the last zombie. Without the talisman paper, the white-armored zombie was stunned for a second, and then jumped to the other place in a daze.

Although the fox demon following behind him didn't know where the wind came from and blew away the talisman paper, he didn't want to miss the opportunity. He waved his hand and threw out his white sleeves to lift the zombie over and entangled it and was about to leave.

Not to mention Zhang Shuo, the four eyes in front of him also noticed it. Without waiting for Si Wei to make any moves, Zhang Shuo took out the peach wood sword, stepped on his feet and chased the fox demon, and shouted: "Leave this to me, Taoist priest takes care of these zombies first."

When watching the movie, Zhang Shuo was surprised that this fox demon had transformed into shape, and he could not even beat a Taoist priest who had been practicing for decades. It was not until he practiced Taoism that he realized that the human race was indeed unique in cultivation. The human body was extremely fast. He had seen it in many movies that a cultivator who had been practicing for a hundred years had a good magic weapon in his hands and could kill an old monster that had been practicing for hundreds of years.

This fox demon has been at most a hundred years of cultivation, and his ability to transform is thanks to the fox spirit's talent in transformation. Fox demons have been so beautiful since ancient times, but I have never heard of any fox demon with strong magic power!

He lifted his breath and quickly caught up with the fox demon, reaching out to grab the zombie's ankle."

Let go!" He shouted loudly, used his right hand to pull the zombie to the ground, and then was re-stabilized by the following four eyes.

The Maoshan sword technique was used, and the sword force was sharp and changeable. In addition, the thousand-year-old peach wood sword forced the fox demon to retreat step by step. In fact, in terms of sword technique, Maoshan sword technique was not necessarily very clever. After all, the world of magic power exists, the research on "skills" will not be very profound.

In the movie, this fox demon is not even able to beat Huang Feihong in his skills, except for some confusing little spells.

An iron bridge avoided the thrust of the fox demon's sleeves, and the peach wood sword quickly stabbed the fox demon's heart from bottom to top. Feeling the strong and yang sword energy of the peach wood sword, the fox demon was still stabbed in the shoulder even though he tried hard to move his body.

"Sher~~~ah~"

Just like the sound of a soldering iron sticking to the skin, the fox demon screamed and could no longer maintain his human form. His head and hands turned back to the shape of a fox, and he was almost beaten into his original form. He did not dare to fight back, and he flew to the distance on all sides.

"Hmph~ I'm going to get rid of demons for the first time, and I want to run away."

The right hand holding the sword was released, but the peach wood sword floated beside Zhang Shuo in violation of common sense, and his right hand was pointed into a sword. "Go~", the peach wood sword bursting out with red light instantly turned into a red light, and the fox demon running straight into the fleeing.

Sword control? Of course not. There is definitely no such high-level sword control technique in this low-level fairy tale world. It was only Zhang Shuo who used his mind to do it. He saw only a red light hitting the black shadow running. When he walked forward, he found that it was a vixen.

"Wow~ A Shuo, vixen, you really can do it. Although you didn't see what it looked like, it must be very serious."

He rubbed his hands and said with a smirk at Zhang Shuo.

"Okay, it's just a fox demon with no magic power. Let's continue on the way!"

Back on the shoulders of the zombies, Zhang Shuo directly called his eyes to travel. If he didn't have time before dawn, he would have to waste another day.

"Oh, okay, where did you just say it? By the way, my senior brother Lin Jiu and I went to steal the master's wine and drink. I'll tell you,,,"

While listening to the endless talk of eyes, I closed my eyes to rest, and the journey was not boring...
Chapter completed!