After hearing Wu Ming's advice, Ye Zhiqiu no longer hesitated and the group left quickly.
Along the way, Wu Ming and others encountered many groups of corpses, coming from all directions and rushing towards the county town for help.
Fortunately, these zombies who came have obviously received orders to die. Even if they encounter humans head-on, the zombies will just rush on their way and have no intention of attacking at all.
We walked all night without any danger, and at dawn the next day, everyone sat down to rest.
"It's already dawn, and I don't know how the battle in the county is going, and who will win!" Compared to the tired and sleepy villagers, Ye Zhiqiu seemed to be in good spirits, not tired at all.
Wu Ming sat motionless on the ground. He carried the little Narcissus all the way last night and was almost exhausted.
After all, magicians are different from warriors. Their physical fitness is at best better than ordinary people, and there is no way to compare with Ye Zhiqiu.
"Bet a penny and the winner will be the Corpse King!"
"Why do you say that?"
"Think about it for yourself, how many zombies went to support the county at the beginning. But in the middle of the night, we never encountered any more zombies coming to support. Isn't that enough to explain the problem!"
Wu Ming spoke lazily, lying on the ground like a dead dog.
Ye Zhiqiu tilted his head and thought for a while, nodded in agreement, and said: "This Corpse King is really powerful, and I don't know which old man in the master's sect will show up to slay the demons!"
"Conquer demons and eliminate demons!" Wu Ming suddenly sat up, looked at Ye Zhiqiu next to him, and asked: "You mean, your Kunlun faction can handle the corpse king that even the city god can't take down? So, among your Kunlun faction, is
Are there any immortals alive?"
Hearing this, Ye Zhiqiu just smiled and did not give an answer.
But looking at the other party's smile, Wu Ming took a breath and quickly made a calculation in his mind.
Kunlun Mountain is the Taoist temple of the Queen Mother of the West, and is also considered one of the holy places of Taoism.
Although from the bottom of his heart, Wu Ming was more inclined to go to the Qing Palace, he still couldn't help but ask: "Compared to the Qing Palace in your Kunlun Mountains, which one has more living immortals?"
"Um..." Ye Zhiqiu looked a little ugly and replied hesitantly: "Our Kunlun sect pays attention to the worldly practice, while the Shangqing Palace does not live in the world. Each one has its own strengths!"
Wu Ming heard Ye Zhiqiu's answer.
Only when the Kunlun sect enters the world and practices cultivation can they achieve positive results.
The people of Qingcheng Mountain don't even show their faces, but they still enjoy the Avenue of Immortals.
After all the calculations, the inheritance of Shangqing Palace is stronger. This is a group of people who can become immortals just by staying at home. Most people would not accept it.
"To tell you the truth, I plan to go to the Shangqing Palace to learn Taoism. Do you think I can be admitted to the Shangqing Palace?" Wu Ming tentatively spoke, and Ye Zhiqiu was stunned when he asked.
"You went to Shangqing Palace to learn Taoism?" Ye Zhiqiu's face was full of astonishment, and it took him a long time to speak: "But I heard that when Shangqing Palace accepts apprentices, masters go to find apprentices. I have never seen anyone go to become a disciple!"
"No way, there are still such rules?" Wu Ming was a little stupid and asked in disbelief.
Ye Zhiqiu shook his head slightly and explained: "There is no such rule, but it is almost the same. For example, in our Kunlun Mountains, the underlying rule is that those who worship the mountain must be handsome men and beautiful women. If you are not good-looking, even if you are the reincarnation of an immortal
, Kunlun Mountain will not want you. On the other hand, if you are so beautiful that even the Queen Mother of the West praises you, you may be given elixir directly, and you can ascend overnight."
"What a shady story! In Kunlun Mountain, when you choose a disciple, you also have to look at appearance. This has become an unspoken rule!" Wu Ming's whole body was in bad shape. Immortal fate, this word "fate" can kill people.
"It's not an unspoken rule, it's all fair and aboveboard. These inheritances from the upper realm in the world almost all have the same meaning. Three hundred years ago, our Kunlun sect had a female ancestor. On the first day of joining, she was raped by the Queen Mother of the Upper Realm.
I took a fancy to it. As a result, I was promoted that night. It is said that I went to the Baiyuan Garden to take care of the flowers for the Queen Mother!" Although there was envy in Ye Zhiqiu's tone, it was more of a matter of course.
Wu Ming was sitting under a big tree. For some reason, he suddenly wanted to be alone.
Because this kind of news is simply too deceptive.
Countless people work hard all their lives just for the word Feixian, which is not a big deal here.
It seems that this immortal is really a starting point, just like the college entrance examination.
Passed is passed, but is just not enough, these two words can completely sum it up.
"It's really a shock. Is it because I have too little experience or is this world too realistic?" Wu Ming was a little dejected, but in his heart, he became more determined and wanted to worship in the Shangqing Palace.
The inheritance of the Queen Mother of the West is already so great, so how powerful is the inheritance of the Supreme Lord.
If you wear this tiger skin on your body, the world of Eastern Xianxia is basically stable, let alone pushing it horizontally.
"To be honest, do you really plan to go to Shangqing Palace?"
"I have to go, I have no reason not to go!"
Hearing Wu Ming's firm answer, Ye Zhiqiu lowered his head and thought for a moment, then said: "Yesterday you helped me and you have the heart to follow the Tao. If I don't express it, it doesn't seem like a friend enough. So, you are not Kunlun Mountain."
Disciple, I cannot give you my skills. However, the Qi-gazing technique I learned was obtained from outside. If you want to learn it, I can give it to you!"
"Leave it to me, are you willing to do it?" Ye Zhiqiu was very interesting. Wu Ming knew about it, but he didn't expect that he would be so righteous.
What kind of character is this? Song Jiang, who is anxious for justice and loves justice, is probably nothing more than this. He is simply the reincarnation of Lei Feng.
"Why don't you want to part with it? I got it myself, and I can give it to whoever I want." After Ye Zhiqiu finished speaking, he recited the incantation of the Qi Watching Technique directly next to Wu Ming.
This mantra is very simple. Wu Ming remembered it after listening to it for a while, but he was not sure whether he could use it.
"Clear your eyesight, look at the qi and look at the spirit... the qi-gazing technique!" Wu Ming recited the mantra silently in his heart, and looked directly at the people around him, and saw another scene before his eyes.
I saw a burst of white mist surrounding the bodies of a few ordinary people, which looked as if it could be blown away by a gust of wind.
On Ye Zhiqiu's body, the mist has condensed into a shape, which looks like a flower bone and looks a little malnourished.
"It's really interesting. I don't have any magic power, but I can still use this spell just by reciting the incantation! If this qi-watching technique is given to ordinary people in the real world, wouldn't it create another urban protagonist?
!" Wu Ming thought beautifully in his heart, and subconsciously looked at the little narcissus.
A blooming narcissus is swaying on the head of the little narcissus, looking very cute.
Seeing this daffodil, Wu Ming looked at Ye Zhiqiu's luck again and found that although Ye Zhiqiu was a Taoist priest in Kunlun Mountain, his luck was far inferior to that of the little narcissus, and even the flowers on his head did not bloom.
"What you see with this Qi-watching technique is not static. If you look at ordinary people, as the other person's mood fluctuates, the luck may also fluctuate. What's more, if the other person encounters a noble person to help him, his luck will change in the blink of an eye. Maybe your luck will skyrocket, but on the contrary, it will hit rock bottom." Ye Zhiqiu spoke casually, talking about some of his own experiences.
Wu Ming nodded lightly when he heard the sound. Unfortunately, his qi-gazing technique could only see other people, but he couldn't see his own luck. He couldn't help but ask: "Ye Zhiqiu, what is my luck like?"
"It's a box. It looks small, only about the size of a palm." Ye Zhiqiu answered casually, but Wu Ming was slightly stunned.
In a palm-sized box, is this qi calculation good or bad?
But looking at Ye Zhiqiu's face, I guess there may be more good or bad, which can be regarded as more than above, less than below.
"The Qi-gazing Technique that Ye Zhiqiu picked up has the ability to predict people's luck. If this is the inheritance of those powerful immortals, how many good things should be in it, I dare not even think about it!" Wu Ming thought like this and looked towards His gaze in the distance became more determined, as if he could vaguely see the Shangqing Palace. (To be continued...)