Dressed in black, with pale skin and a slender figure, but with bright eyes and a much more capable temperament, Zhao Xiulin pushed a small cart towards the gate of the garrison fort.
When the two female disciples in black who were guarding the door saw her coming, they asked indifferently:
"Junior Sister Zhao, why are you out?"
Zhao Yaonv also replied in a cold tone: "My furnace is dead, go out and bury him."
As he spoke, he lifted up the gray linen cloth covering the trolley, revealing a corpse.
The skeleton of the corpse was very large, which showed that he was a tall and straight man in life, but now his muscles were withered, his skin was withered, his hair was sparse and gray, and he looked like a skinned skeleton, and his death appearance was miserable.
The two female disciples in black casually glanced at the corpse. Seeing that it was indeed a lifeless and lifeless corpse, they made a letting go gesture and allowed Zhao Xiulin to push the cart out of the castle gate.
It wasn't until Zhao Xiulin's figure gradually disappeared outside the castle, and in the gray mist condensed by the evil death energy, one of the female disciples in black said lightly:
"I heard that seven months ago, Zhao Xiulin confronted Qi Lingyun because of her cauldron, and then Qi Lingyun caught her and sent her to Death Valley."
Another female disciple in black nodded slightly:
"Well, it is said that she treasures her furnace very much."
"But he died anyway."
"At least she took a breath. The furnace cauldron also died beside her, and it didn't fall into Qi Lingyun's hands, right?"
"That's true. Unexpectedly, among our inner disciples, there is an outlier like Zhao Xiulin who attaches great importance to love and righteousness."
"Hey, if you think she values love and righteousness, you are wrong. This is just the desire for exclusivity that comes from a mortal royal family."
"If it's just a desire for exclusivity, and after Lu Ding's death, he personally escorted him out of the castle and buried him, how should we explain this?"
"It's easy to explain. Zhao Xiulin wanted to set up the zombie refining array herself and refine the cauldron into a zombie that belongs to her, so that he can continue to serve her after death."
"Does Zhao Xiulin have such strong tastes? Well, even if she does have such strong tastes, doesn't that mean she still values love and justice?"
"Oh, you're wrong again. Her cauldron was born with skill and strength, with copper skin and iron bones. Pay attention to the ruts on the dirt outside the door. There was only a mummy dragged there. The rut marks are so deep that it can be seen that the corpse is still there.
How heavy it is. Such corpses are the best materials for refining zombies.”
"If that's true, no wonder she attaches so much importance to her cauldron and even doesn't hesitate to offend Qi Lingyun."
"In short, with her furnace body, she was able to serve her comfortably during her lifetime. After her death, she would be used to refine her body. Ten years would probably be enough to create a 'bronze corpse'. Ten years later, Zhao Xiulin served her sentence
After the expiration of the term, she left the Black Death Valley. Although her cultivation base had not improved, she was able to take away a bronze corpse that was connected with her and whose strength was comparable to that of the early foundation building... Do you think she has made a loss in the past ten years, or is it a loss?
made money?"
"Tsk, she is indeed a princess of the royal family. She really has a dark heart. Unfortunately, I thought she valued love and righteousness, and I planned to make friends with her..."
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Naturally, Zhao Xiulin couldn't hear the discussion of the two female janitor disciples.
She pushed the trolley into the mist, and followed the familiar path she had been on patrol for seven months, heading towards the interior of Black Death Valley.
She walked very carefully. Not only did she use her spiritual power to protect her body, she also released a tortoise-shell-shaped magic weapon, spinning and flying around her. She carefully avoided some shadowy and staggering figures in the thick fog.
Those dark shadows deep in the fog are zombies.
Although she has a "zombie avoidance talisman" affixed to her body, which can cover her own aura of strangers and make the zombies wandering in the fog ignore her existence, the function of the corpse evasion talisman is only to make the zombies "ignore" her, not
Completely "ignore" her.
If you get too close, you will still attract the attention of zombies.
Zhao Xiulin pushed the cart and moved forward slowly. The dry but heavy corpse on the cart left two lines of deep ruts on the black mud covered with gray and white bones in Black Death Valley.
.
Occasionally, she would encounter multiple zombies blocking her way, and she would wait patiently until the zombies wandered away before she continued moving forward.
After walking and stopping like this for several hours, Zhao Xiulin finally arrived at her destination.
This is a depression backed by a large black rock more than ten feet high.
Next to the depression, there is a dark and twisted dead tree.
This place is a "feng shui treasure land" carefully selected by Zhao Xiulin during her previous patrol.
Deep in the depression, the thick fog formed by the accumulation of evil and dead energy has become as thick as water. It is no longer possible to see the soil on the ground through the fog with the naked eye.
Zhao Xiulin pushed the car to the bottom of the depression, uncovered the body, and whispered:
"Lord, we have arrived."
The mummy on the car suddenly opened its eyes, revealing a pair of pupils shrunk into two small dots, with ghost eyes flashing with green will-o'-the-wisps.
Of course Ni Kun is not dead.
He just uses the withered body state of the withered body and magical power to hide his vitality deeply, making his body wither like a dead tree, and at the same time transform into a "god-eating ghost". With the double changes superimposed, not only the appearance looks devoid of life, but also lifeless
, is no different from a mummified corpse, and it is difficult to tell the authenticity with the naked eye. Even if it is actually inspected, only a Golden Core cultivator will be able to detect any clues.
It was only at this moment that Ni Kun "revived" under Zhao Xiulin's call. He slowly sat up, looked around, took a deep breath, and sucked a large amount of gray-black mist into his mouth and nose.
"good!"
He nodded with satisfaction, as if what he had just inhaled was not the sinister and sinister air of death that even the Fairy Sound Witches in the later stage of Qi refining avoided, but some kind of powerful fairy air.
After briefly savoring the benefits of the dense mist-like sinister and deadly energy on the God-devouring Heavenly Ghost Dharma Body, Ni Kun nodded slightly to Zhao Xiulin:
"let's start."
Zhao Xiulin took out a black knife and injected it with spiritual power. The black knife suddenly burst into flames with blazing demonic fire.
Then she made a finger, and the black knife flew out, slashed to the ground, and with a bang, a crack was cut more than one foot long and three feet deep.
Ni Kun walked to the crack, jumped into the bottom of the crack, and lay down like that.
Then he looked at Zhao Xiulin and said calmly:
"Let's do it."
Zhao Xiulin stared at Ni Kun reluctantly, with a hint of sadness in her eyes.
After a while, she clenched her silver teeth, pinched the hand and cast a spell, pushing the soil, closing the cracks, and burying Ni Kun.
When Ni Kun's entire face was about to be buried in the soil, he finally spoke and gave his final instructions:
"Remember, maintain my 'Qingyun Bell' every ten days. Don't use your spiritual power to refine and maintain it, just use the spiritual power of the spirit stone."
"Please rest assured, Your Majesty. Your Majesty's instructions should be kept in mind. I dare not or forget them..."
Finally, the crack was filled up and Ni Kun was buried more than three feet deep underground.
The fog that had just been dispersed by the black knife came in quickly and turned into a thick gray-black fog as thick as water, completely covering up the traces of filling.
Zhao Xiulin put the trolley into the storage ring and cast a spell to erase all traces. After that, she stayed here for a while, until a few zombies staggered over and she flew away.
underground.
Ni Kun called out the light green panel and finally checked his status.
【Ni Kun】
Shouyuan:19/165.
Kung Fu: Qing Emperor Sutra of Immortality [Sixth Level of Qi Refining]
Supernatural powers: Withering Twins [Dacheng], Tao Miao Tianyin [Introduction], Six Paths of Demonic Heaven [God-Eating Heavenly Ghost (Introduction)]
Potential points: 0.
Quietly practicing elixirs and attaining enlightenment in the garrison fort, Ni Kun's cultivation had been promoted to the sixth level of Qi Refining more than two months ago, and the upper limit of his lifespan was increased by another fifteen years, reaching 165 years old.
After that, if you continue to improve your cultivation level, you will enter the later stage of Qi refining.
However, in the next nine years or so, his cultivation will stagnate.
But it doesn't matter.
Counting the previous seven months, the ten years in Black Death Valley were enough for him to accumulate ten potential points.
As long as he is willing, the moment he comes out of seclusion in the future, he can use his potential points to advance his cultivation to the later stage of Qi refining.
However, since he can ignore erysipelas and has the ability to "knock pills to achieve enlightenment", it would be too uneconomical to use precious potential points to improve his cultivation during the Qi refining period.
When breaking through a large realm, such as refining Qi and advancing to build a foundation, using a hidden point to break through is almost the same.
"It's time for a long nap..."
After reading the status, Ni Kun closed the light green panel, slowly closed his eyes, and fell into a deep sleep.
Ni Kun is still just a rookie in the world of immortality, not a master of immortality who has lived for a long time.
For him, more than nine years is still too long.
And it was still buried deep underground. During this period, it was impossible for him to stay awake.
Therefore, he will use the magical power of "Dry and Prosperous Twins" to completely curb his vitality and enter a long period of tortuous sleep.
At the same time, turn on the "God-Eating Heavenly Ghost" change, allowing the Heavenly Ghost Dharma Body to absorb the evil and deadly energy on its own and temper the physical body.
Nine years, I think, is enough time to refine the Heavenly Ghost Dharmakaya to the "proficient" level.
Ni Kun slept forever.
Zhao Xiulin returned to the garrison fort and took out the top-quality magic weapon "Qingyun Bell" that the owner entrusted her to "maintain". While thinking about the owner, she began to maintain it.
She wrapped a piece of spirit stone with a piece of spirit animal skin, carefully wiped the bell body, and at the same time slowly guided the spiritual power from the spirit stone and poured it into the bronze bell.
As the pure spiritual power without attributes was slowly injected, the small copper bell one foot high hummed slightly, and faintly chanted:
"The sea of suffering is boundless and I have to turn back to the shore. Put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha immediately..."
As she sang, Zhao Xiulin's movements became more gentle and delicate, and her eyes became more sincere and yearning.
Another full moon night.
On Lingxiu Peak, a green shadow floats in the air, wandering aimlessly.
She floated through the Spiritual Plant Garden, flew into the Steward's Courtyard, and then into the Green Bamboo Garden...
Along the way, she saw many gardeners who were either working or practicing self-cultivation. She also saw many witches and furnace cauldrons who were either in seclusion in secret rooms and focusing on practice, or who were loose and indulgent.
But no matter where she went or who she met, none of those people, regardless of their level of cultivation, noticed her presence.
at last.
She returned to No. 7 Jiazi Garden of Lingzhi Garden, flew to the big mulberry tree, sat on the side branch, and looked up at the night sky.
"Three hundred years of loneliness have obviously passed, so why now... even ten years seems so long..."
Under the full moon, that pure and ethereal beautiful face was full of melancholy and loneliness.