Under the moonlight, a zombie stood quietly on the spot.
Beside the zombie was an old man in a black Daoist robe. He kept spinning around it and chanting.
Coupled with the surrounding unmarked graves, the cold wind blowing in the air, and the occasional wolf howls coming from the distant mountain range, this scene looked extremely terrifying.
"The wind and water cycle, the Yin and Yang move, and the Earth Fiend changes once every seventy years. This old man has traveled a thousand miles and finally found a natural gathering place of Yin veins in the Ren Manor.”
The old Taoist priest looked at the zombie and shook his head with a smile."It's a pity that a mortal like you only knows a little about Feng Shui. You could only see the dragonfly skimming the surface of the water, but you couldn't notice that there was a Yin vein flowing below.”
"I rejected you back then because I was saving you! In the end, you didn't appreciate it and even sent people to chase me away and forcefully occupy this cemetery. But it's fine. My method caused your life to be lost, causing a mouthful of resentment to be stuck in your throat after you died.”
"I modified this Yin Meridian into a Rank Four Earth Dragon Gathering Yin Meridian. I didn't expect the zombie I raised to be even stronger than the zombie I refined before!”
"Now, as long as you absorb the blood of the descendants of the Ren family, you will be able to advance to the next level. This old man's corpse-refining technique will also receive great feedback.”
The old Taoist priest kept muttering, as if he had thought of a happy point. He could not help but raise his head and laugh.
"Hahahaha, when I bring you back, you will become an expert of the Necromancer Clan!”
In the grass.
Su Mo heard every word the old man said, and his eyes lit up as he muttered,""No wonder the Xiangxi Necromancer Clan."
When he was studying at Mao Mountain, he had not only learned Daoist techniques, but he also had some basic understanding of the world's mysterious sects.
The necromancer race focused on condensing evil spirits and refining corpses. The orthodox method should be to refine ancient corpses and let them absorb the essence of the moon. In the end, they would cultivate into corpse immortals, and the person who refined the corpse would also become immortal.
However, a thousand years ago, there was an abandoned disciple of the corpse-herding sect. He had evil intentions and secretly practiced forbidden techniques, so he was expelled by the corpse-herding sect.
This person held a grudge and created a method to refine the Blood Fiend Zombie by chance.
He made the zombie suck human blood, gather resentment, and condense Yin energy. Finally, he refined a Hanba!
Once Hanba passed, the land was barren for thousands of miles, causing the world to be in chaos at that time. The people were plunged into misery and the sects that expelled him were even massacred by him.
The experts of the righteous path joined forces and paid a painful price before killing him.
However, the method to refine the Blood Fiendish Zombies was passed down and was secretly taken by many evil-minded corpse herders to practice.
"Hmph, Maoshan Sect's old man's face darkened."So what if it's the Maoshan Sect? Since they were able to escape from the zombies, it means that their cultivation isn't too high.”
"I just found a place with Yin specters some time ago. Tomorrow, I'll go and get that evil aura and let this zombie swallow it. When the time comes, its ferocity will be unleashed.”
The old man was talking to himself when he suddenly frowned and looked at the grass in the distance."Who is it?"
The night wind blew, and the grass swayed slightly.
However, the old man's expression was fierce. He pulled out the sword on his back and threw it at the grass. At the same time, he ran on his legs and rushed over.
Swoosh--
The sword flashed with a cold light as if it had pierced through something.
Vaguely, the outline of a human figure appeared.
"You're courting death!" The old man sneered and pushed the grass aside.
He could clearly see that the sword had already pierced through that figure's neck. Unless a god was reborn, he would not be able to live.
However, when the bushes parted and the figure was clearly seen, the old man was stunned.
It was just an ordinary paper figurine.
The sword pierced through the paper figurine's neck and nailed it to the ground. The paper figurine still had a strange smile on its face.
Under a big tree 5,000 meters away from the grass.
Su Mo's figure suddenly appeared with a faint smile on his face.
The moment the old man noticed him, he had already used Shifting Shadow to swap places with the paper figurine that he had prepared beforehand.
"This spell is really useful!"
Su Mo sighed lightly and ran in the direction of Ren Town.
Since he already knew who was behind this, he should naturally make some preparations!
When he returned to the Ren residence, it was already early in the morning.
However, the Ren Manor's hall was still lit up. Ninth Uncle paced around the hall with his hands behind his back, his face filled with anxiety and worry.
"Senior Brother."
Su Mo walked in,"What's wrong?”
When Ninth Uncle saw Su Mo, he quickly asked,""Did you see Qiusheng when you came over?”
"I didn't see him. What happened to Qiusheng?"
"I asked him to go to the neighboring town to buy glutinous rice, but he hasn't returned yet.”Ninth Uncle sighed,"I'm worried that he might encounter it."
"Don't worry. I saw the zombie run into the back mountain with my own eyes. Qiusheng definitely wouldn't have met it.”
While comforting 9th Uncle, Su Mo's eyes flashed with a thoughtful look.
It seemed that the female ghost Xiao Yu's plot had also begun!
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