Cultivating Immortality in a World of Chaos - Chapter 307

[Chapter 306: Yin Corpse Grass (asking for monthly ticket)]

The Situ family’s land has long been in ruins.

Between the broken walls, there were vaguely visible corpses with tattered clothes and dark faces wandering around unconsciously.

Taoist Zeng’s expression became serious, he looked at the Zong couple, and sneaked in secretly.

After a moment.

“rise!”

Taoist Zeng waved a torn black banner in his hand, which emitted a large amount of mist and enveloped a refined corpse.

The monk surnamed Zong immediately chanted a spell and released a red fishing net magic weapon.

This magical weapon covered the corpse, and white smoke actually came out, as if it had a great control over the corpse.

His wife rushed out like lightning, and the magic sword in her hand pierced through the corpse’s jaw and went straight into the brain.

It looks like the method of mortal warriors, but when combined with the magic weapons and talismans of cultivators, the lethality cannot be underestimated.

The three of them cooperated seamlessly, as if they had practiced this many times. After killing the corpse, they immediately moved on to the next building.

“Brother Zong, look!”

The woman suddenly pointed to a place, excitement appearing on her face.

Not far away, between a piece of broken walls, there were actually a few spiritual herbs swaying and growing. There were pale lines on their green leaves, and they seemed to be absorbing the qi of the corpses nearby. It was very mysterious at the first sight.

However, beside these spiritual herbs, there were two refined corpses squatting there, like guards.

“Yin Corpse Grass?”

The monk surnamed Zong was delighted and said to Taoist Zeng: “Brother Zeng…”

“Don’t worry, the old Taoist’s magic power has almost recovered.”

Taoist Zeng said solemnly: “I can lead one away first, and leave the remaining corpse to you two.”

“Thank you, Brother Zeng. We will definitely repay you handsomely in the future!”

Upon hearing this, the cultivator surnamed Zong immediately responded.

Not long after, the old Taoist flew out, waving the black broken banner in his hand, attracting a refined corpse. The two sides chased and fled, and in the blink of an eye they disappeared into the corner of the wall.

Seeing this, the cultivator with the surname Zong also called out to his wife, each holding a magic weapon, and besieged the last corpse.

The two of them cooperated well. In a blink of an eye, the female cultivator broke through the air with a sword and knocked the corpse refiner’s arm away.

“good!”

The monk surnamed Zong was overjoyed and took out a fireball talisman, ready to put an end to this refined corpse once and for all.

Suddenly, a black gas attacked from behind him, and the monk surnamed Zong was caught off guard. The protective spiritual light of his body collapsed directly, his face turned red, and he spat out a large mouthful of blood.

“Brother Zong?”

The female cultivator was very anxious when she saw this, but she was faced with a counterattack from the corpse. Without the fishing net magic weapon to restrain it, the corpse became extremely ferocious and pounced on the female cultivator with its fangs and claws bared.

“I’ll fight you…”

A trace of determination flashed in her eyes, and her body and sword became one, like a rainbow piercing the sun, piercing through the chest of the corpse.

Poof!
The female cultivator was also hit in the chest by the corpse’s claw. She broke several ribs and fell to the ground, barely alive.

“What’s going on?”

The monk surnamed Zong turned around with difficulty and saw Taoist Zeng standing behind him with a smile: “It’s you?!”

“Yes…it is the old Taoist.”

Taoist Zeng smiled and said, “Fellow Daoist Zong, why don’t you hand over the talisman inheritance passed down from your ancestors… I may be able to spare your beloved daughter’s life.”

“How do you know…I have the secret book of talismans passed down from my ancestors?”

The monk surnamed Zong’s face changed drastically immediately.

This matter has always been a secret in his family and has never been told to outsiders.

“Haha… I have my own background, but you two are quite powerful, so it’s a little difficult for me to plot against you…”

Taoist Zeng was extremely proud: “I have deliberately been friends with you for many years, and finally waited for this flaw… To be honest, your daughter’s fire poison was secretly injected by me, and the recipe of the ‘Yinshi Grass’ was also revealed to you by me. Otherwise, how could a mere itinerant doctor know this secret recipe for removing the poison?”

“You… planned so hard just for a talisman inheritance?”

The monk surnamed Zong was full of disbelief and felt that Taoist Zeng had become extremely unfamiliar.

“If it is an ordinary talisman inheritance, it will naturally not be like this, but what if it is a second-level inheritance? Even… it may be a second-level mid-grade or even high-grade one.”

Taoist Zeng laughed and walked forward slowly: “I advise you to be sensible, otherwise you will be slowly eaten by zombies, and that will be a real pain…”

Boom boom!

Just then, a heavy sound of footsteps was heard.

Zeng Daoren turned around in shock, and saw the fog dissipate. From the deepest part of the Situ family’s territory, walked out a strange man with horns?

This monster was over two meters tall, with flame-like patterns on its body, an expressionless face, and two thick horns on its head.

There are red patterns on the horns.

As this strange man got closer, the surrounding ground began to tremble slightly, as if his body was as heavy as a mountain.

Along the way, no matter if it was a corpse or something else, they were all crushed to dust by this weirdo with a casual grab or a slap!
This scene made both Zeng Laodao and the monk surnamed Zong turn pale.

“Impossible, how could there be a second-level flying zombie here?”

Master Zeng cast a spell into the broken banner in his hand, causing it to fly out. Gray and black mist emerged, like chains, ready to entangle and bind the ‘attacking’ zombie.

Then, he slapped his storage bag, and a Yin thunder seed was shot out mixed in the gray-black mist, which made the cultivator surnamed Zong’s eyes jump.

Boom!
The Yin Lei Zi exploded, and streaks of lightning and flames bounced off this weirdo. The powerful spiritual power fluctuations set off a huge air wave, causing the Zong surname cultivator to squint his eyes.

Soon, he saw a huge figure walking out of the dust. His body was as clean as new, without even a single scratch on it.

“Impossible… Even a Foundation Establishment cultivator wouldn’t dare to take this attack head-on… The only one who can take it head-on with his physical strength is… a Corpse King?”

Taoist Zeng’s eyes seemed to pop out.

The horned monster snorted coldly and grabbed with his big hand.

A wisp of black flame appeared out of nowhere, and the mist dissipated instantly. A cluster of flames burned on the small flag and turned into ashes in an instant.

Zeng Laodao had no time to feel sorry for this top-grade magic weapon, and immediately knelt on the ground: “Master Corpse King, I am willing to be your corpse slave and attract more monks to come to you and offer them their essence, blood, souls and spirits. Please accept this old slave…”

After saying that, he kowtowed and didn’t move anymore.

Obviously, this person also knew that running away was useless in front of a third-level being.

The horned monster stood in front of the old Taoist priest, but actually stopped and did not take any action.

Seeing this, a hint of joy flashed across the old Taoist’s face.

This is also an opportunity!

If he could please the Corpse King, he might be rewarded with some treasures or even transformed into a zombie.

The monk surnamed Zong hugged his wife, but his face was full of despair.

He had been well prepared for this trip to the Black Water Pond, but he did not expect to encounter such an incredible thing.

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He looked at the corpse king and saw the ox-horned corpse king pressing his big hand on Zeng Laodao’s head.

The smile on Zeng Laodao’s face froze and turned to ashes in an instant.

The Bull-Horned Corpse King continued to move forward, grabbing the monk surnamed Zong and his wife one in each hand, and strode away.

The surroundings were like being swept by a strong wind, and countless scenes were rapidly retreating.

When the cultivator surnamed Zong came to his senses, he found himself in a dilapidated hall.

Inside the hall, there were actually two monks who looked very young but had unfathomable magical powers, sitting opposite each other.

One of them was wearing a green robe and was constantly making hand gestures to inject magical power into the body of the handsome young man in front of him.

In the void, wisps of cold air inexplicably emerged and were all absorbed by the handsome young man, just like hundreds of rivers returning to the sea.

“Okay, after this wave of Yin Qi, the Yin Qi in this place has been almost completely absorbed.”

Fang Xi murmured and stood up.

“Zong Xiu…Greetings to the senior!”

When Zong Xiu saw the horned monster standing aside like a guard, how could he not know that this terrifying corpse king was actually just his subordinate?

Moreover, as he looked at this man, a sense of familiarity emerged in his heart, as if he had seen his portrait somewhere. Considering that there were not many Jindan cultivators in the Three Kingdoms, a vague guess came to his mind.

“My friend’s surname is Zong?”

Fang Xi smiled and said, “I wonder where my ancestors came from?”

“My ancestors came from Qingzhu Mountain Market, and later lived in Bai Ze Fairy City… and moved to Linghua Mountain in Yue State sixty years ago…”

Zong Xiu answered solemnly.

“really……”

Fang Xi looked at the other person’s vaguely familiar face, sighed, and thought of the Qingzhu Mountain Market, Master Zong Fu, Lu Zhi, and Chen Ping…

“Who is this person? Your wife?”

He glanced at the female cultivator and asked casually.

“That’s right, Senior, please have mercy and save her.”

Zong Xiu immediately knelt down and begged.

“That’s all…”

Fang Xi waved his hand and casually ejected a healing pill into Zong Xiu’s hand: “Take it, this pill is enough for the treatment.”

“Thank you, senior. Thank you, senior!”

Zong Xiu thanked him repeatedly and fed the pill to his fellow Taoist.

The female cultivator was originally barely breathing, but after swallowing the pill, her bleeding actually stopped and even her breathing became even. However, she was still unconscious.

“Tell me what happened to you.”

Fang Xi sat cross-legged and asked casually.

“My dear senior, this is the case…”

Zong Xiu quickly explained the situation in detail.

“In the world of immortal cultivation, killing people to steal treasures and plotting to harm others are common. You should be more careful in the future…”

Fang Xi listened but didn’t comment. He touched his storage ring again and a jade slip emerged: “Who I am, you may have some guesses in your mind… This jade slip contains not only the talisman inheritance of Chen Ping, but also the parts I added later… I will give it to you.”

Chen Ping had also asked Fang Xi to pass on the talisman tradition to Lu Zhi’s descendants if he had the chance.

His inheritance was also quite helpful to Fang Xi, so Fang Xi naturally returned the favor by adding some content, which upgraded this talisman inheritance from the quasi-third level to the lower third level.

“Thank you, senior. Thank you, senior…”

Zong Xiu was overjoyed and kowtowed repeatedly.

“It’s just a request from an old friend… I will leave here later, and I don’t want anyone to know my whereabouts…”

Fang Xi said meaningfully.

“I swear by my inner demon that I will never reveal your whereabouts, or I will go crazy and die!”

Zong Xiu swore an oath immediately.

“good……”

Fang Xi nodded.

In fact, he no longer cared much about whether his whereabouts were exposed. Before he set off, he even created the illusion that he was still hiding in the Three Kingdoms, which would make the enemy more wary…

(End of this chapter)