"Fellow Daoist Feng, I, Zhuge Kongping, have opened my eyes today. What are your two moves just now?"
Zhuge Kongping walked to Feng Yi and asked.
"Oh, they are all Maoshan Taoist techniques. One is the Demon Subduing Technique, and the other is the Purple Ming Thunder Curse. They are not the best."
Feng Yi smiled and said.
"That's not right. I have heard of and seen the Demon-Conquering Technique and the Purple Ming Thunder Curse, but I didn't find them to be so powerful."
Zhuge Kongping thought for a while and said curiously.
"That may be because my cultivation level is higher, so it seems to be a little more powerful."
Feng Yi explained.
"Feng Daoyou is so humble, Kong Ping admires..."
Zhuge Kongping praised a few words, then suddenly realized the purpose of his trip, his face changed instantly, and he ran towards the bronze-armored corpse.
Tsk tsk, this bronze-armored corpse was as black as charcoal, and the meat on its body was overcooked. It looked like a roasted whole lamb, with no trace of its previous charm.
He felt great regret and shook his head repeatedly: "What a pity, what a pity..."
When Feng saw Zhuge Kongping being so careless, he kept saying, "Master Zhuge, be careful, this bronze-armored corpse may still be able to move."
"No matter how much you move, your lightning will turn you into pieces... ah..."
Before Zhuge Kongping finished speaking, the bronze-armored corpse who was supposed to be completely dead suddenly opened his eyes with a faint red light and stretched out his hand to grab his heart.
Zhuge Kongping was startled and quickly backed away: "What is going on?"
Looking at the bronze-armored corpse that was even more ferocious than before, Feng Yi had a hint of understanding in his heart, thinking that there was also a wisp of violent zombie origin in his body.
"Feng Daoyou, don't be stunned, it has already pounced on you."
Seeing Feng Yi standing still, Zhuge Kongping hurriedly shouted to Zhuge Xiaoming: "Son, give me the Evil Killing Bow again!"
"Ho ho ho!"
The bronze-armored corpse with extremely strong corpse energy jumped into the air, and the black energy in his body was like substance, and he rushed towards Feng Yi with great violence.
"Well done."
Feng Yi jumped up, held the Seven-Star Longyuan Sword in his hand, made a gorgeous sword flower, injected the original zombie aura in his body into it, and tossed it with ease.
The Seven-Star Longyuan Sword rotated in the air, as if stirring the air, and stabbed the bronze-armored corpse's throat fiercely, then passed through the body and flew forward with the bronze-armored corpse's body.
boom!
boom!
boom!
After breaking three giant trees that were as thick as Zhuge Kongping's waist in succession, the Seven-Star Longyuan Sword nailed the bronze-armored corpse to the trunk of the fourth tree, causing a buzzing sound to be heard all over the body.
Feng Yi stepped in front of the bronze armored corpse with a step and stepped, and punched the bronze armored corpse in the chest. The bronze armored corpse retched, and a violent breath invisible to the naked eye flew out of its body. Feng Yixin hit it with his hand.
He pinched the zombie's original aura in his hand, inhaled it into his body, and then pulled out the Seven-Star Longyuan Sword.
Without the support of the original breath, the bronze-armored corpse fell limply to the ground as if it had no bones and flesh.
"Okay, Master Zhuge, there will be no problem this time."
Feng Yi turned his head and looked at the nervous Zhuge Kongping and said.
"No, is everything okay?"
Zhuge Kongping looked at the bronze-armored corpse lying on the ground and walked towards Feng Yi with his thumb extended: "What a marvelous skill. Today I, Zhuge Kongping, have opened my eyes. Fellow Daoist Feng is really a master. I admire him."
Feng Yi smiled and said: "It's a pity that the bronze armored corpse has turned into a cartilage corpse."
"It doesn't matter, it's better than looking fierce."
He took off the red rope from his body, tied the bronze-armored corpse tightly, took out the soul-sealing thorns and sealed the large holes around the bronze-armored corpse, and then breathed a sigh of relief: "Xiao Ming, carry it back."
"Ah, should I carry it?"
Zhuge Xiaoming pointed at himself and asked.
"If you don't carry it, should I carry it?"
Zhuge Kongping said angrily.
Zhuge Xiaoming thought the same thing. Feng Yi surrendered the bronze armored corpse, so he must not be able to carry it. The beauty is so beautiful, and it would be disrespectful to carry the bronze armored corpse. The little girl is too young and cannot carry it at all.
As for his dad...
When he's with the other person, he doesn't feel left alone.
With a depressed sigh, Zhuge Xiaoming carried the tightly tied bronze armored corpse on his back, smiled at Feng Yi and said: "Daozhang Feng, you are so powerful, can you teach me... Oops!"
But it was Zhuge Kongping who slapped him with his backhand.
"We are the descendants of the Zhuge family, and we have learned the skills of the Zhuge family. Are you still planning to become a disciple of Maoshan?"
Zhuge Xiaoming sighed depressedly and went back carrying the bronze armored corpse honestly.
It was late at night when we returned to Longcheng, and Feng Yi and Zhuge Kongping and his son left to rest.
The next two days were uneventful in the city, and Feng Yi was not in a hurry to leave.
Although Zhuge Kongping and his son did not believe it, they still believed in their speculation.
Taoist Wang made it clear that he wanted to trick Zhuge Kongping, but for some reason he suffered backlash and died at the hands of the bronze-armored corpse.
But he had indeed never seen or heard of the other two Taoist priests dressed in strange costumes, and Zhuge Kongping also looked like he didn't recognize them.
Where do they come from and what is their purpose?
In addition, Zhuge Kongping said that the best in the world was coming back soon. With his ignorant temper, he was afraid that he would cause some trouble again, so Feng Yi planned to stay for a few more days to see the situation.
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On the other side, Zhuge Kongping and his son were not very relieved after placing the bronze-armored corpse in their own ghost-sealing cave. They set up several large formations around the bronze-armored corpse and prepared to study it carefully after a while.
"Fat man, fat man! Stop right there. What are you going to do?"
Wang Hui shouted and stopped Zhuge Kongping who was sitting in the elevator and about to go upstairs.
Zhuge Kongping turned around, helplessly looked at his wife who was roaring like a lion from the east of the river, and said, "I'm going upstairs to continue my research on human zombies and psychics. What's wrong?"
"I know how to study your crap every day, but when it comes to fighting, I'm not as good as Daozhang Feng, and you don't know how to live up to your expectations!"
It was normal for the couple to quarrel with each other, especially this time it was Feng Yi who took care of the bronze armored corpse. When Wang Hui found out, she even mocked Zhuge Kongping for several days.
Zhuge Kongping took it for granted and said nonchalantly: "If you have anything to do, just tell me, otherwise I'll be busy."
Wang Hui waved her hand and said, "I'm going out to buy something, but the matchmaker will come later. Please help me greet her."
Zhuge Kongping frowned and said reluctantly: "It's really annoying. Didn't she already come last time?"
Although Zhuge Xiaohua was not too old, Wang Hui was still very anxious and asked the matchmaker in the city to help her daughter find a partner early.
The one introduced before had good conditions, and Zhuge Kongping found it pleasing to his eyes, but Wang Hui was not satisfied, so he was ready to find another one.
Wang Hui explained: "The man last time was of fire, and the little flower was of water. Water and fire are incompatible, how can we have a son?"
Zhuge Kongping sighed and spread his hands and said: "Times have changed now. Boys and girls are the same!"
