Mo Yan, who was in the bronze coffin, felt that he had arrived in a strange space.
In the endless darkness, there was a vague scene that made one's hair stand on end.
There was a wide river with all kinds of coffins floating on it.
It floated quietly, swaying gently with the waves of the river.
However, the sky was too dark, so he couldn't see anything clearly.
Mo Yan had to use all his eyesight to see this.
With a thought, Mo Yan roared into the sky and turned into a zombie.
As Mo Yan turned into a zombie, wisps of Corpse Qi began to gush out of his body.
outlining the sun in the sky
But it was only for a moment.
The golden Corpse Qi in Mo Yan's body was sucked dry in an instant.
Before the outline could form, it collapsed and dissipated into nothingness without the support of the corpse qi.
"Humph!"
Mo Yan grunted. His vision turned black and he exited the world.
In front of him was the bronze coffin that was still emitting a faint light due to the continuous absorption of the sun's true qi.
Everything that had just happened was just a dream.
However, Mo Yan knew that it wasn't.
This was because the Golden Corpse Qi that was originally abundant in his body had now been sucked dry.
With the help of the bronze coffin, Mo Yan only needed to convert the Sun Genuine Qi in the bronze coffin into his own Golden Corpse Qi.
Because of the abundant Sun Genuine Qi, Mo Yan quickly recovered to his peak condition.
Mo Yan wanted to continue absorbing, but it was futile.
Mo Yan was only at the peak of the early stage of Black Eye, so he couldn't absorb and store more Corpse Qi.
Mo Yan couldn't help but feel discouraged.
Zombies also had cultivation methods, but Xuan Kui's inheritance did not mention any cultivation methods.
It was just some zombie secret techniques and the division of strength.
"Do I have to figure it out myself? This was too difficult. It would probably take at least a thousand years to figure it out.”
After all, this was the cultivation system of a race.
Moreover, even if he had the Zombie King Xuan Kui's cultivation method, Mo Yan might not be able to use it.
From the secret skill that Xuan Kui inherited, it was not difficult to tell that Xuan Kui belonged to the Hanba Corpse Clan.
In Mo Yan's current situation, he didn't even know which clan he belonged to.
Hanba? Or a general? Empress? Or win?
In his previous life, Mo Yan only knew that Hanba was a descendant of Jumping Zombies. As for the other three great ancestors of zombies, he had only seen them in novels or television dramas.
As for what their descendants looked like, or even if they had any descendants, he was not sure.
The cultivation system was even more unknown.
Mo Yan sighed and touched the inner wall of the bronze coffin.
The warmth of the sun made Mo Yan feel warm and comfortable.
The Corpse Qi in his body circulated. With just a light touch, the coffin lid that Mo Canglong and the other two couldn't open with their combined strength slid down without making a sound.
Standing outside, he looked at the bronze coffin with a complicated expression and walked out regretfully.
When he arrived at the first floor, he saw Mo Canglong wiping Mo Wudao's body and tidying his face lovingly.
Mo Yan didn't say anything. He just watched quietly, not wanting to disturb the old man.
Although it wasn't like a white-haired person sending off a black-haired person, this kind of feeling was definitely not good.
It would be strange if she felt good seeing her son sitting here all day.
What should he do next? Did he really have to learn those jumping zombies?
Sleep in the coffin for a thousand years? Then, he would suck blood and fall into a deep sleep.
go round and round
Although it was also a path, it was the one that Mo Yan didn't want to choose the most.
In this way, Mo Yan would miss out on many things, and some things would become his inner demons.
Although zombies were born from the bad luck of heaven and earth, it did not mean that zombies were not afraid of inner demons.
Most importantly, even if he slept for a thousand years, he might not become a blue-eyed zombie after he was born.
For example, Xuan Kui was a blue-eyed zombie before he fell asleep.
After more than a hundred years, he was still a blue-eyed zombie, and his strength did not increase much.
Being killed by a rising star among the demonic path xiuzhe, he could be said to have died the most unjust death of a generation of zombie kings.
Mo Yan was lost in his thoughts when he suddenly looked to the side alertly.
Seeing that it was the mysterious old man, he heaved a sigh of relief.
He knew that the old man's strength must have surpassed the Blood Yuan Realm.
No matter how vigilant Mo Yan was, he was no match for such a powerful opponent.
No, calling him an opponent was an insult to the old man.
"Come with me." The old man's voice was still ancient, but it was clear that his voice was filled with emotion.
Mo Yan looked at Mo Canglong. Mo Canglong nodded and agreed.
As soon as he followed the mysterious old man outside, Mo Yan felt that his body was wrapped by an indescribable powerful force.
Then, he involuntarily followed behind the old man and rose from the ground.
Although it wasn't flying, it was comparable to flying. With a light leap, he could reach a height of several hundred feet.
When he landed again, he was already in an elegant courtyard.
Mo Yan knew about this place, but he had never been here before.
It was at least a hundred meters away from that place, or even more.
He looked at the old man in front of him in shock. He did not expect his cultivation to be so profound.
What kind of strength was that? With a light leap, he could reach a hundred meters.
Even the black-eyed scammer zombie, which had the highest jumping ability, couldn't compare to it when it jumped at full strength.
Not to mention that he was carrying a person across space, which was even more amazing.
Although it wasn't as magical as Tao techniques, it was more profound than Tao techniques.
All of a sudden, Mo Yan was interested in the cultivation methods of this world.
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