"Brother Mo, I heard from Taoist Master Simu that your Taoist skills are not bad, why do you have to refine corpses?" Ren Jingjing asked.
Murphy shook his head, smiled, and said, "Do you want to hear the truth or a lie?"
"What's the truth, or lies?" Ren Jingjing asked curiously.
"The lie is that in today's world, warlords are fighting, and nowhere is so peaceful, so we must work hard to enhance our strength so that we can have a place in this era. Otherwise, when we get involved in right and wrong, we will find that we are not strong enough.
, you can only close your eyes and wait for death, how terrible that would be!" Murphy said: "And the truth is... fun!"
"Fun?"
"That's right!" Mo Fei said: "Jingjing, don't you think it would be fun to forge an invulnerable zombie with a copper skin and iron bones, and do whatever you ask him to do? Isn't this a very fun thing?"
"This is not fun at all!" Ren Jingjing shook her head and said, "Moreover, Brother Mo, your truth seems to be a lie, and the lie seems to be the truth."
"Haha." Mo Fei said with a smile: "Do you remember that sentence in Dream of Red Mansions? 'When the truth is false, the false is also true, and when the false is true, the true is also false.' If it is true, it is false, if it is false, it is true. If you are serious, you will lose.
Got it!"
Murphy and Ren Jingjing were chatting, and suddenly, a large cloud enveloped the sky.
"Jingjing, come inside, it's going to rain!" Murphy suddenly said with a smile.
Ren Jingjing raised her head, and sure enough she saw dark clouds covering the sky. It was obvious that not only was it going to rain, but it was also going to be a heavy rainstorm.
"Such a bad celestial phenomenon?"
Ren Jingjing also quickly pulled Murphy into Taoist Priest Simu's room.
"Eh? Why did the sky suddenly become so dark?" Taoist priest Simu who was playing games in the room muttered while playing games.
As soon as Taoist Priest Simu finished speaking, a bolt of lightning flashed across the sky.
"Crack——!"
How does thunder sound?
Not even a few seconds passed before heavy rain began to fall, a heavy downpour.
The bone-shattering wind blew hard, making people feel a bit chilly.
"It was fine just now, why did it suddenly rain so heavily?" Qian Jiale touched his head and wondered.
Master Yixiu seemed to have remembered something, and said: "Fortunately, Little Friend Mo stopped me just now and didn't let Taoist Qianhe remove the awning on the copper-cornered golden coffin as I said, otherwise it would really have become mine."
Guilty."
Once the Mo Dou Line is washed away by the heavy rain and released by the royal family on the border, many lives will probably be lost.
I did not kill Boren, but Boren died because of me.
Master Ikkyu may feel guilty for a long time.
"That's right, you old bald donkey, you'd better recite sutras for a few more years and then imitate others in subduing demons!" Taoist Master Four Eyes climbed along the pole.
"Then you are great? You are great. Why didn't you point out the errors and omissions in my statement at that time, but asked Little Friend Mo to point them out?" Master Yixiu curled his lips and said.
He slightly apologized to Master Chizuru, but he had no apology to Master Shimoku. There was no need to be polite to him!
There was lightning and thunder in the sky, and the game could no longer be played. Taoist priest Simu stood up, walked to the eaves, looked at the pouring rain outside, frowned and said: "I wonder how my junior brother is doing now.
, although the awning has not been dismantled, it is not very safe, but seeing that they all have tents, it shouldn’t be a big problem, right?”
Murphy smiled and was about to speak...
"Boom——!"
It was as if the accumulated power of thunder exploded with an almost deafening thunder.
Mo Fei's expression changed immediately.
The spiritual imprint he left on the royal zombies was actually removed!
…
"Click——!!"
"Boom——!!"
Taoist priest Qianhe was escorting the royal zombies, and he and the young Mongolian prince had only been walking for half a day when suddenly there was lightning and thunder in the sky, the wind blew loudly, and the whole sky turned dark, as if it had entered a cold night.
"Pitch the tent quickly!"
Taoist priest Qianhe immediately shouted.
At the same time, Taoist Priest Qianhe was also thankful in his heart. Fortunately, the awning on the bronze-horned golden coffin was not removed at that time. Otherwise, wouldn't it be a pill now?
"What a damn weather it is, the sun was shining brightly just now, why did it suddenly start raining!" the sissy Wu Shilang cursed.
Soon, the wind became stronger and stronger, and the rain became heavier and heavier. It was impossible for the small awning to cover the entire coffin.
After a while, some of the ink fountain lines were washed away.
Taoist priest Qianhe was very anxious. Seeing that the tent was almost set up, he hurried forward and said to Minister Wu: "Sir, we have to let the coffin enter the tent first!"
"Why?" The sissy Wu Shilang shook the handkerchief in his hand and looked at Taoist Qianhe with dissatisfaction.
"Rain will wash away the ink lines, just in case..."
"no!"
Wu Shilang rejected Taoist Master Qianhe:
"You have to let the young prince go in and rest first!"
No matter how good the person in the coffin is, he is already dead. No matter how well he takes care of him, he will not give him a reward. But the young prince is different.
Therefore, this account has long been settled in Wu Shilang's mind.
Taoist Master Qianhe was furious: "But..."
"No but!" Wu Shilang said: "It's okay to wait, but not now!"
After rejecting Taoist Master Qianhe, Minister Wu turned around with a flattering smile on his face and hurriedly helped the young prince into the tent.
"Damn eunuch!"
Taoist priest Qianhe couldn't help but curse in his heart.
When has this shit not been able to flatter you? If you try to flatter him now, don’t you know that this is a life-and-death moment?
When the zombies come out of the cage, who among the people here can escape?
He now always regrets that he was young and ignorant, coveted wealth and convenience, and entered the court. As a result, he did not enjoy a few years of happiness before encountering the Republic of China and the emperor abdicated. Then in order to pay off these karma, he has been working for the abdicated Manchu royal family.
Become a cow or a horse.
Now that everyone in China is equal, he is a disciple of the Maoshan sect and a great monk in the foundation period, but now he has to suffer the anger of a dead eunuch here!
While Wu Shilang was serving the young prince, the ink lines on the bronze-horned golden coffin melted a little more.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "Master!"
Hearing the shouts of his disciples, Taoist Master Qianhe turned around and saw the coffin shaking.
It must be that the zombie in the coffin noticed that the ink line had melted a little, and thought he had a chance to escape, so he seized the opportunity.
"East, south, west, north, tie up the corpse with ropes!" Taoist priest Qianhe said immediately.
It was impossible for him to watch the lines of the ink drop become smaller and smaller while the movements of the zombies grew larger and larger, so he had to add an extra layer of insurance to the copper-horned golden coffin.
"Yes, Master!"
Taoist Master Qianhe's disciples took the order, took out the ritual weapons and tied the corpse with ropes, and wrapped the copper-horned gold coffin layer by layer.
So there was no movement in the copper-horned golden coffin.
Taoist priest Qianhe breathed a big sigh of relief.
"Master Wu, can you let the coffin enter the tent now?"
On the other side, Wu Shilang had served the young prince and walked out of the tent.
"Why are you urging me? You are in a hurry to get on your way!" Wu Shilang waved his handkerchief and glared at Taoist Qianhe impatiently: "Come in!"
Taoist Master Qianhe was also angry, but he chose to endure it for the time being, putting the overall situation first!
It would be better to get the copper-horned golden coffin into the tent as soon as possible.
It's just that semi-illiterates like Taoist Master Qianhe and Shilang Wu probably don't know what conductive metals are.
Various metals in nature have different conductivities. Generally, silver has the best conductivity, followed by copper and gold.
Pure gold has good resistance to chemical corrosion and is the best electroplating material. Conductivity: 0.452X10^6/cm·Ω.
The coffin of the Royal Zombie is made of pure gold, with copper inlaid at the corners. It is an excellent conductor.
Suddenly, a thunder pierced the sky and fell straight on the bronze-horned golden coffin.
"boom--!!!"
The copper-horned golden coffin, which was so heavy that it could collapse the road surface, was blown away by the thunder and rolled several times on the ground before turning upside down again.
A very bad feeling arose in Taoist Master Qianhe's heart.
Sure enough, the golden coffin was struck by thunder, and the lid of the coffin was suddenly blown away by the hammer, and it was thrown far away. Even the ink rope and the corpse rope could not prevent the royal zombie from coming out of the cage.
The next moment, a figure with a ferocious face stood up straight from the coffin. A pair of blood-red eyes seemed to have a little bit of residual electricity flashing through them, and there was some arcing, looking at the Mongolia below as if looking at prey.
The soldiers, Taoist priest Qianhe and others.
Taoist priest Qianhe's eyes were about to burst, and he shouted loudly: "Go up to the trapped corpse formation!"
The royal zombie was clearly a black zombie, and it was definitely not an ordinary black zombie. Taoist priest Qianhe felt that a disaster was imminent.
It's just that others may be able to escape, but Taoist priest Qianhe must not escape, because he escorted this zombie, and now something goes wrong. If the zombie is allowed to kill, if the zombie doesn't kill anyone, Qianhe will be blamed for three points of the karma.
On the Taoist priest.
This heavy weight of cause and effect rested on Taoist Qianhe, enough to cause him to be thrown into hell after his death. Even if the Yinsi had the founder of the Maoshan Sect as a backer, it would be useless!
Taoist Master Qianhe was a reliable disciple and did not look like he was trying to trick his master. When he heard what he said, he immediately took out his spare corpse binding rope and formed a formation with Taoist Master Qianhe, preparing to trap the zombies.
"Zombie, the zombie is out of the cage! Run!"
Wu Shilang just woke up from a dream at this moment. He called into the tent and wanted to protect his master, the young prince, from escaping.
Taoist priest Qianhe wanted to blow up Wu Shilang's head at this moment. If the dead eunuch hadn't stopped him from sending the coffin into the tent first, how could such a thing have happened?
Taoist Master Qianhe and his disciples tied up the royal zombie, who seemed to have a low IQ, with a corpse rope. They kept changing their positions and tried not to let the zombie break free.
Seeing that the royal zombies were temporarily restrained and tied up with corpse ropes, Taoist priest Qianhe seized the opportunity, pulled out the peach wood sword from behind, bit his index finger, and touched a layer of blood on it, making the peach wood sword bloom with a faint red light.
Then input mana and stab the royal zombie in the heart with a sword.
It's just that Taoist Master Qianhe used all his strength to penetrate the peach wood sword even though it was only an inch deep, and then it couldn't penetrate any more!
Taoist Priest Qianhe's expression changed drastically. He looked at the arc on the royal zombie's body flickering slightly, and the black hair turned out to be faintly tinged with light purple...
Purple stiffness!
This zombie had clearly reached the extreme point of black zombie, and then began to break through in the direction of purple zombie.
Therefore, this zombie is equivalent to a Dzogchen monk in the Foundation Establishment Stage, and he, Taoist Master Qianhe, is just a monk in the early stage of the Foundation Establishment Stage...
"Heaven is going to kill me!"
Taoist priest Qianhe felt a chill in his heart.
How the hell can a half-purple zombie play like this? Even Senior Brother Lin Jiu would find it difficult to defeat such a zombie in front of him!
The royal zombie grabbed Taoist Priest Qianhe's mahogany sword with one hand and slashed it hard with the other hand, destroying Taoist Priest Qianhe's most valuable magic weapon.
Taking advantage of the moment when Taoist Master Qianhe was distracted, the zombies rushed violently. With great power, they directly broke through the shackles of the corpse rope, grabbed one of Taoist Master Qianhe's disciples, and then bit him.
In just a few breaths, Taoist Master Qianhe's disciple was sucked into a mummified corpse and was thrown onto him by the zombies.
The faint purple color on the zombies is slightly darker.
Taoist priest Qianhe knew that once the color of the royal zombies all turned purple, a purple zombie would be born, which would be equivalent to the Jindan Zhenren among the monks and the top power in this world.
The passing of his disciple also made Taoist Master Qianhe heartbroken.
"Evil beast!" Priest Qianhe gritted his teeth, took out the glutinous rice borrowed from Priest Four Eyes, and threw it at the royal zombie.
"Zizzi——!!"
As if water splashed into hot oil, a burst of white smoke rose from the zombie's body.
However, this at most dissipates a little bit of corpse energy from the royal zombies, but it can't do anything to him at all, and it doesn't even stop the pace of the royal zombies.
If a zombie absorbs the blood of its direct relatives, it will have some incredible power.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! The royal zombie felt that there were blood relatives inside the tent, so he headed inside.
In fact, the young prince is the son of this royal zombie.
"Shoot, kill him, kill him!"
Wu Shilang saw the royal zombies breaking in and quickly ordered the guards to shoot.
“Bang bang bang—!”
It's a pity that the royal zombie was shot dozens of times, but it didn't delay his progress at all.
The kinetic energy of the bullet could not even shake his steps.
This is the power of half-purple stiffness.
"Roar--!"
The royal zombie let out a low roar and flew into the middle of the Mongolian soldiers who were shooting at him, just like a tiger rushing into a herd of sheep, one by one.
Soon, Wu Shilang was scratched, and the young prince fell directly into the hands of the royal zombie. He held up the young prince with excitement in his eyes. As long as he sucked the blood of the young prince, a blood relative, he was afraid that he would be killed immediately.
It can become purple stiffness.
Naturally, Taoist Master Qianhe couldn't let this happen. He led the remaining disciples and rushed into the tent. First, he poured all the cinnabar and glutinous rice on the zombies, and then the remaining corpse ropes also trapped the royal zombies again.
The young prince was barely rescued, but there were already bloody holes in his shoulder from the zombies, and he was infected with corpse poison.
"Wu Shilang, please take the young prince to find my senior brother quickly. You must not let the young prince suck his blood again, otherwise it will cause a catastrophe!" Taoist priest Qianhe roared.
"Oh, I know."
Wu Shilang hurriedly hugged the young prince and left.
…
Murphy frowned. Logically speaking, even if the royal zombie comes out of the cage, it is impossible to remove the mental imprint left by him, unless the royal zombie is promoted to flying zombie, which may still be possible.
But this does not prevent Murphy from knowing that something happened!
"Priest Simu, Priest Qianhe may be in big trouble!" Mo Fei said in a solemn voice.
"How do you know?" Taoist Priest Simu asked in confusion.
"Well... I saw Hunter Xinxi earlier and left a spell on the royal zombie, and now the spell has been broken..." Murphy said slightly embarrassed.
Taoist Priest Simu's eyes widened: "The zombies are out of the cage!?"