As soon as Yang Xuan activated his magic power, the scene suddenly sped up, skipping the content of driving corpses to rest, and soon came to the scene of slaying a dragon and visiting Uncle Nine in Jiuquan Town.
Yang Xuan consciously slowed down and clearly showed in front of everyone the process of when Xu Junming fought against the dragon and finally captured him with a corpse rope.
Seeing this, everyone except Uncle Jiu, who they had met before, all of them unanimously focused their attention on the calm-looking young man next to them.
Although Tu Long has no knowledge or skills, he is still a disciple of the 'Ke' generation who has advanced to the early stage of Xiantian for many years. Xu Junming was able to match him in fists and kicks at a young age, and in the end, he relied on magic talismans and spells.
The weapon was easily captured, showing his excellent vision and extraordinary courage when confronting the enemy at the right moment.
"Boy, your name is Xu Junming, right?"
"Uncle Hui Shi, that's right!"
"You made the talismans and magic weapons in your hands yourself?"
If you don't practice by yourself, it will be difficult to exert 100% of the power of magic symbols and magic weapons in a short period of time.
"Master-uncle's Dharma vision is correct."
The old Taoist looked at him with a hint of surprise in his eyes.
Only half a month after he broke through the innate realm, he was able to refine magic talismans and magic weapons. This kind of talent was something he had not seen many times even if he had lived for two hundred years.
At this time, the scene in mid-air reached a critical point. The old Taoist nodded and said nothing more.
After Tu Long left Uncle Jiu's dojo, he went to the mayor's house. The two parties only talked for a few minutes and then left. When he returned to the back of the church, none of the fake corpses he had placed here were gone.
Tulong's expression changed, he entered the church through the opened back door, and then went straight to the basement in the southeast corner.
After Tu Long entered the door, a black shadow flew over like lightning and knocked him out.
A shadow wearing a black robe and a ferocious expression flashed away, and the scene ended abruptly.
The cause of Tulong's death is now clear.
"If an unfilial person dies in the mouth of a zombie, it will be an advantage for him." The old Taoist said angrily.
"Uncle Taishi, do you want to read it again?" Yang Xuan said.
"If you don't want to read it anymore, you can record it with a photo charm and take it back to the Law Enforcement Hall."
"yes!"
"Where are the zombies?"
Uncle Jiu hurriedly walked to the left side of the altar and lifted off the white cloth covering the shelf, revealing the long-dead body inside.
The old Taoist priest stepped forward and took a look, his expression suddenly changed.
"wrong!"
As if to get a clearer view, the old Taoist priest took two more steps forward. After carefully examining it, his face became more solemn.
"This is not a zombie, this is an 'unbone'!"
"Not turning into bones?" Uncle Jiu was stunned.
"Heizheng's body is covered with many inches of black hair. Do you think he has any?"
"Uncle Grand Master, he is a foreigner...!"
The old Taoist stared.
"Foreigners are also human beings, and they will grow black hair when they become zombies. And you can see that the residual corpse energy on their bodies is floating and has no foundation; if they are zombies, even if they are killed, the corpse energy will not dissipate and be rooted in the flesh.
...I really don’t know how that boy Li Changdao taught you, even zombies can’t understand it.”
Uncle Jiu has always been dignified and dignified, but now he is being trained like the third grandson in front of the old Taoist.
This scene made Axing and Xiaoyue next to them want to laugh. This was the first time they saw their master's submissive and embarrassed look.
After training Uncle Jiu, the old Taoist's face became serious.
"Are you sure that Fu Hua Gu's strength during his lifetime was at an advanced stage?"
Uncle Jiu nodded quickly.
"Then it's troublesome! A breath of corpse energy creates an immortal bone in the late stage of Xiantian. The guy who bit him is at least a bronze-armored corpse in the early stage of the golden elixir, and it may even be in the middle stage!"
As soon as these words came out, not only Uncle Jiu, but also Yang Xuan and Si Mu could not help but feel terrified.
With their cultivation level, if they encounter a bronze-armored corpse, they will die or not!
Except for Xu Junming, who had known about it for a long time, and Ah Xing and Xiaoyue, who didn't know what it was, everyone changed their minds!
"Yang Xuan?"
"Uncle Taishi!" Yang Xuan said quickly.
"Send this ray of my spiritual consciousness back, and you stay here and don't move. The bronze-armored corpse is no small matter, I want to come there myself!"
"yes!"
After agreeing, Yang Xuan used this method to send the old Taoist's spiritual consciousness back.
"Sanqing Taoist comes again! Senior brother, there is actually a bronze-armored corpse hidden in your Jiuquan Town?!" Taoist Master Four Eyes said in disbelief.
"Senior Brother Lin, have you not noticed at all in all these years?"
Seeing the two of them looking like you are really lucky, Uncle Jiu felt a little sweat on his back.
Especially when he thought about the past five years, he had peed at the door of the church every day. When he was cutting off the immortal bones, he still walked around in the gloomy basement of the church. Uncle Jiu himself felt that he could still live so smoothly.
It is truly the blessing of Taoist ancestors, may the three stars of good fortune, wealth and longevity shine upon you.
Seeing the senior brother shaking his head, he exclaimed: "Senior brother, you are so lucky."
After Yang Xuan nodded in agreement, he hesitated and said: "Jiuquan Town is a densely populated place and an important transportation thoroughfare. The Yin Qi is not abundant and the earth Qi is insufficient. How could a bronze-armored corpse be born?"
Zombies are rare things, let alone bronze-armored corpses! Yang Xuan is a half-year-old monk, and bronze-armored corpses have never been seen before.
"That's true, but Grand Master Uncle said yes, so that's definitely correct. Let's just wait here obediently!" Simu said.
The three of them nodded and said no more words.
"Senior brother, what is a bronze armored corpse?" Xiaoyue, who didn't quite understand, asked in a low voice.
They were all taught by a master. Naturally, Ah Xing didn't know what a bronze armored corpse was. However, in order to maintain his image as a senior brother, he put on a show, glanced at the master in the distance, and lowered his voice.
"The bronze armored zombie is a zombie wearing bronze armor."
Xu Junming, who heard next to him, twitched his mouth and had countless black lines hanging from his forehead. Only Axing could come up with such a strange explanation.
"Why do zombies wear bronze armor?" Xiaoyue looked like she was breaking a casserole and asked the question.
"Idiot. Didn't you hear what it says in the play? The generals on the battlefield are all wearing armor. They are invulnerable and invincible. They kill the enemy without leaving any trace behind. The bronze armor corpse is so powerful, he must also be wearing armor, and it is also bronze armor.
, just like Zhao Zilong in the Three Kingdoms!"
"oh!"
Xiaoyue nodded confusedly.
"Don't talk nonsense if you don't understand, it's embarrassing!"
Uncle Jiu suddenly turned his head and scolded Ah Xing with a livid face.
The ascetics in the late Xiantian stage have sharp ears and eyes, and the distance between the two sides is no more than ten meters. Even if they lower their voices, they still can't hide it from Uncle Jiu's ears.
Years of accumulated prestige made Ah Xing, who was a little proud just now, lower his head in an instant.
Xu Junming shook his head and smiled. He had seen this scene too many times during his more than a month in Jiu Shu Dojo.