"Bald monk, where's your equipment? Don't blame me for not reminding you, that dog thing is very poisonous!”
"You stinky Taoist priest, this is called casual!”
Master Ikyu glared at Daoist Priest Four-Eyed, who was standing in front of the door with a sword in his hand.
"Cough cough…"
Just as the two of them were about to quarrel, the pale-faced Taoist Master Qian He walked out of the room with his hands on the edge of the room.
Taoist Master Qian He looked at the little wimp who had fallen to the ground beside Zhang Wenjie's feet and ignored Steward Wu who had been stabbed in the head to stop his corpse transformation.
"Junior brother, if you can't take it, then go in and rest. This is your senior brother's territory, let alone zombies, even flying corpses will die here!”
"Since when has Senior Brother become so talkative? Cough cough…This little brat…"
Qian He pointed at the little wimp and panted, unable to speak.
Zhang Wenjie once again took out the three-pointed double-edged sword. He held the handle with his back hand and pressed the blade against the little wimp's chest.
"Do you want to kill him?"
"Cough cough…No, no! We can't kill him!"
Taoist Master Thousand Crane almost couldn't hold his breath and waved his right hand.
"Being scratched by a zombie and being an ordinary person, the possibility of him turning into a zombie is very high. He deserves to die. Wenjie, it's better to do it!”
Si Mu was not merciful at all. The zombie's poison was so terrifying that Qian He could only rely on Taoist techniques to suppress it. If he wanted to be treated, he had to go back to the ancestral altar on Mao Mountain and ask his elders.
"We can't kill him!"
Qian He shouted.
"F * ck! Junior Brother, are you not giving face to Senior Brother?”
Si Mu raised his chin and put on the airs of a senior brother. He held the hilt of his sword with his right hand and gently hammered the talisman that Qian He had pasted on his wound with the back of his left hand.
"I'm afraid that you won't be able to hold on for long. It's better for you to return to Mao Mountain and ask for help.”
"Senior Brother, my disciple has confessed everything. If I can't even take revenge, how can I have the face to be their master?”
"If we don't deal with that zombie, I'm afraid it will be difficult to eliminate it in the future. When that time comes, the land will be barren and all we see will be zombies…"
"Stinky Daoist, look at you. Even your junior brother has a conscience better than you.”
Upon hearing Qian He's noble character, Master Ikkyu's words were not far from his line of work. He would go against Si Mu whenever he had the chance.
"I want to use him to lure that royal zombie. If he escapes, he will definitely cause trouble for thousands of miles and cause endless trouble!”
"You…You bunch of stinky Taoist priests…Amitabha…"
Master Yixiu had thought that Taoist Master Thousand Crane had some conscience, but who knew that they were all jackals of the same tribe.
"Save it, damn bald donkey. He should have died. Isn't he just using his remaining heat?”
"Junior Brother, is that Mang Mountain Tai Yu Lightning Talisman fake? Why can't it kill zombies?”
After scolding Master Ikyuu with four eyes, he looked at Zhang Wenjie, who was holding the little wimp and tying him behind a wooden pillar, and asked Qian He.
"Martial Uncle Four-Eyed, are you asking why the lightning can't kill that zombie?”
Zhang Wenjie patted the non-existent dust off his palm and asked.
"You know about it?"
Seeing Zhang Wenjie's reply, his four eyes were slightly curious.
"I saw relevant records in the Three Cottage Scripture Pavilion. Zombies have existed since ancient times. According to the past records, zombies have various abilities!”
"For example, the fire-attribute zombie Hanba. It is rumored that the Hanba has been born and is thousands of miles away from the ground. There is also the earth-attribute zombie Houqing. It is rumored that the Houqing is invincible when she is born and stands on the ground.”
"This royal zombie is very strange. It actually ran when the lightning struck. Moreover, Martial Uncle Qian He said that it was a bolt of lightning that caused the zombie to lift the coffin!”
"I suspect that this royal zombie has lightning attribute abilities!”
"A centipede dies but does not die. Under the protection of the fate of the previous dynasty, those orphans of the previous dynasty deliberately did this!”
Zhang Wenjie voiced out his suspicions, but when it came to luck, the few people present felt their hearts palpitate.
If the zombie was allowed to continue growing, even the ancestors of Mao Mountain would not be able to handle it once it became powerful!
…
In the dead of night, the little wimp tied to the pillar gradually showed signs of turning into a corpse. Zhang Wenjie pasted a special talisman on his wound to suppress the progress of his transformation.
Damn it, if you don't come out, how can I continue with my plan!
His heart was burning with anger, but he still had to maintain a calm expression. Just like that, it was midnight.
Jiale and Qingqing had been chased back to rest by Master Ikxiu and Uncle-Master Four-Eyed. It would be a hindrance to stay here anyway.
The three of them were sitting at the table drinking tea. Taoist Master Qian He was also lying on a stool with his eyes closed.
"Almsgiver Zhang, just now at the camp, I saw that your true essence was very thick. May I ask what your current cultivation level is?”
Master Yixiu, who had nothing to do, was indeed curious about Zhang Wenjie's cultivation. The younger generation had never seen such a vast amount of true essence.
"Earth Master!"
Zhang Wenjie didn't expect this bald monk to ask this out of boredom.
In any case, Martial Uncle Four-Eyed knew Zhang Wenjie's cultivation level. Even if he didn't say anything, with his big mouth, according to their habit of bickering, he would definitely use it to refute Master Ikxiu.
"F * ck! Bald monk, what is there to be surprised about when my martial nephew has reached the cultivation of an Earth Master in two years!”
"Two years? Stepping into the Dao! The Earth Master now?"
Master Ikxiu ignored Simu's dog mouth and almost fell off his chair when he heard this. He stuttered and repeated the words 'Earth Master'.
What kind of number was two years? Even if he didn't eat, drink, risk his life, and added talent, there might not be such a chance.
One had to know that he was born in a prestigious family and half of his body was lying in the grave to have the cultivation of a mid-stage Earthly Master today, but…
This Master Ikxiu gave off a feeling of exasperation.
"Your senior brother is really lucky…"
"Yeah! How lucky…"
The Four-Eyed Daoist Priest and Master Ikkxiu came to a consensus. They were both jealous and envious of the stingy Lin Jiu for being able to take in Zhang Wenjie as his disciple!
"Sigh, Senior Brother has taken in a good disciple. With your cultivation speed, I'm afraid that you will definitely become a Heavenly Master of Mao Mountain in the future!”
Moreover, you can draw many high-grade talismans. If Grandmaster knew about this, he would probably be laughing his head off.”
No wonder Senior Brother, that stingy ghost, kept saying that Zhang Wenjie was the successor. If Senior Brother wasn't dead, he would definitely try to snatch it!
"Amitabha!"
Master Yixiu, who was standing at the side, chanted the name of Buddha. His tone was filled with mixed feelings.
Even though they hadn't been in contact for long, Master Ikxiu could see Zhang Wenjie's forbearance and methods of doing things.
If he didn't die, the Taoist Faction would definitely respect him in the future.
"Bald monk, are you constipated? Why are you pretending to be noble? You cultivate the Wild Fox Zen, not the Dharmic Dharma!”
Just as Master Ikshou was about to retort, a three-pointed double-edged sword appeared in Zhang Wenjie's hand and he stabbed it directly.
"You…"
Master Ikshou roared angrily as he dodged to the side. The sharp blade of his blade pierced through the wooden window behind him.
The beast's roar came to an abrupt stop. He kicked the table away and pulled the knife back. The window exploded, and the royal zombie, whose neck was hooked by the three-pointed double-edged knife, was pulled in!
"Get out of the way!"
The four-eyed Taoist priest, who was wielding a machete, immediately picked up the plank sword beside him and slashed Army Obliteration at the heart of the zombie.
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