Gou Cultivates Immortals at the Chaotic World of Demons and Martial Arts

Chapter 306 Yin Corpse Grass
The family land of the Situ family has long been ruined.

Among the broken walls and ruins, there are vaguely ragged corpses with blue and black faces wandering unconsciously.

Zeng Laodao looked solemn, looked at each other with Zong and his wife, and sneaked in secretly.

After a while.

"rise!"

Zeng Laodao waved a pitch-black broken flag in his hand, emitting a large amount of mist, covering a refined corpse.

The monk surnamed Zong immediately recited the magic formula and released the red fishing net magic weapon.

This magic weapon covered the refined corpse, and white smoke emitted chichi, as if it had restrained the refined corpse.

His wife rushed out like lightning, and the dharma sword in her hand pierced through the jaw of the refining corpse and went straight into the brain.

It seems that it is the way of mortal warriors, but with the magic tools and talismans of monks, the lethality should not be underestimated.

The three of them cooperated seamlessly and seemed to have practiced many times. After killing this corpse, they immediately moved to the next building.

"Brother Zong, look!"

The woman suddenly pointed at one place, with a look of excitement on her face.

Not far away, among the ruins of a wall, there are actually a few plants of spirit grass swaying and growing. There are pale lines on the green grass leaves, and they seem to be absorbing the corpse energy nearby. It is very mysterious at first sight.

It's just that beside the spirit grass, there are two refined corpses entrenched like guards.

"Infernal corpse grass?"

The monk surnamed Zong was overjoyed, and said to Zeng Taoist: "Brother Zeng..."

"Don't worry, the old man's mana has almost recovered."

Old Taoist Zeng looked solemn: "Old Taoist can lead one of them away first, and leave the remaining corpse to be handed over to the Xian couple."

"Thank you, Brother Zeng, we will definitely have good rewards in the future!"

After hearing the words, Sanxiu Zong surnamed immediately replied like this.

Not long after, Lao Dao flew forward, waving the black broken flag in his hand again and again, attracting a corpse, the two sides chased and fled, and disappeared into the corner of the wall in a blink of an eye.

Seeing this, Sanxiu Zong surnamed also greeted his wife, each holding a magic weapon, and besieged the last refining corpse.

The two cooperated tacitly, and in the blink of an eye, the female cultivator pierced through the air with a sword, flying the arm of the corpse.

"it is good!"

The monk surnamed Zong was overjoyed, and took out a fireball talisman, which was about to put an end to this corpse refining.

Suddenly, behind him, a burst of black air struck, and the cultivator surnamed Zong was caught off guard, and the aura of body protection immediately collapsed, his face turned red, and he spurted out a large mouthful of blood.

"Brother Zong?"

Seeing this, the female cultivator was in a hurry but faced a counterattack from the refining corpse. The corpse refining, which had lost the restraint of the fishing net magic weapon, became fierce and rushed towards the female cultivator with all its teeth and claws.

"I fought with you..."

A flash of determination flashed in her eyes, the body and the sword merged into one, piercing the chest of the refining corpse like a rainbow piercing the sun.

puff!
The female cultivator was also hit by the corpse-refining claw in the chest, several ribs were broken, and she fell to the ground, dying.

"what happened?"

The monk surnamed Zong turned around with difficulty, and saw Taoist Zeng standing behind him with a smile: "It's you?!"

"That's right...it's the old way."

Taoist Zeng smiled and said: "Fellow Daoist Zong might as well hand over the talisman inherited from our ancestors... Maybe this Taoist can spare the life of your beloved daughter."

"How do you know... I have the secret book of ancestral talismans?"

The monk surnamed Zong immediately changed his face.

This matter has always been a secret of his family and has never been mentioned to outsiders.

"Hehe... The old Taoist has his own way, but the strength of your husband and wife is not bad, and it is still difficult to plan..."

The old Taoist Zeng was very proud: "The old Taoist has been with you for many years on purpose, and finally waited for this flaw... To be honest, the fire poison on your daughter was secretly planted by the old Taoist, and the prescription of this 'Yin Corpse Grass' is also the old Taoist. It was revealed to you secretly, otherwise, how would a mere wandering doctor know the secret recipe for expelling poison?"

"You...you've been thinking so hard just for the inheritance of a talisman?"

The monk surnamed Zong was full of disbelief, feeling that Taoist Zeng had become extremely strange.

"If it is an ordinary talisman inheritance, it will naturally not be the case, but what if it is a second-level inheritance? Even... it may be a second-level middle-grade or even a high-grade."

Taoist Zeng chuckled, and stepped forward unhurriedly: "The old Taoist advises you to be sensible, otherwise you will be slowly eaten by living corpses, and the taste will be..."

dong dong!

Just then, there was a sound of heavy footsteps.

Zeng Taoist turned around in astonishment, and saw the mist dissipate, and from the deepest part of Situ's family, came out a... strange man with horns?

This monster is more than two meters tall and has flame-like lines on its body. It has no expression on its face, but there are two thick horns on its head.

On the horns, there are also scarlet patterns.

As this strange person kept approaching, the surrounding ground began to tremble slightly, as if this person's body was as heavy as a mountain.

And along the way, no matter whether it was refining corpses or others, they were all randomly captured and photographed by this strange man, and they became powders!
This scene made both old Taoist Zeng and the monk Zong surnamed pale slightly.

"Impossible, how can there be a second-order flying zombie here?"

Zeng Laodao punched a magic trick into the broken banner in his hand, causing the banner to fly out, and strands of gray and black mist emerged, like chains, which were about to bind and restrain the 'invading' zombies.

Then, as soon as he slapped the storage bag, a thunderbolt shot out mixed in the gray-black mist, and the corner of the Zong surnamed monk's eyes twitched.

boom!
The Yin Leizi exploded, and thunder and flames bounced on this strange man, and the powerful fluctuation of spiritual power set off a huge wave of air, which made Zong Xing casual cultivators squint their eyes.

Immediately, he saw a huge figure walking out from the dust, his body was as clean as new, without even the slightest damage.

"Impossible... This Yin Leizi doesn't even dare to take over the Foundation Establishment Overhaul... He can take it with his physical strength, unless it's... the Corpse King?"

Zeng Laodao's eyes seemed to pop out.

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

A trace of black flames emerged out of thin air, and the streaks of mist dissipated instantly, and a cluster of flames burned on the small banner, which instantly turned into ashes.

Zeng Laodao didn't have time to feel sorry for this high-grade magic weapon, and immediately knelt on the ground: "Master Corpse King, I am willing to attract more monks for you as your corpse slave, and enshrine it with its essence, blood and soul. Please also accept the old man slave……"

After finishing speaking, he kowtowed his head and stopped moving.

Obviously, this person also knows that in front of a third-order existence, it is useless to run away.

Standing in front of the old Taoist, the monster with horns actually stopped in his tracks and didn't make a move.

Seeing this, a gleam of joy flashed across the old Taoist's face.

This is also an opportunity!

If this corpse king favors him, he might be able to reward him with some treasures, and even transform him into a zombie body.

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

This time he came to Heishuitan, he had already prepared, but he never expected to encounter such unimaginable things.

He looked at the corpse king, and saw the horned corpse king pressing his big hand on Zeng Laodao's head.

Zeng Laodao's smile froze on his face and turned into ashes in an instant.

The Niujiao Corpse King continued to step forward, one in each hand, grabbed the monk surnamed Zong and his wife, and strode away.

The surroundings are like a gust of wind, and countless scenes retreat quickly.

When Sanxiu Zongxing came back to his senses, he found himself in a dilapidated hall.

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

One of them was wearing a green robe, and he was constantly pinching magic formulas with his hands, and his magic power penetrated into the body of the handsome young man in front of him.

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

"Okay, after this wave of Yin Qi, the Qi of the Yin Vein here has almost been absorbed."

Fang Xi murmured and stood up.

"Zongxiu... meet senior!"

Zong Xiu saw the bull-horned monster standing aside, like a guard, how could he not know that this terrifying corpse king was actually just this person's subordinate?

Moreover, when he looked at this person, a sense of familiarity appeared in his heart, as if he had seen his portrait somewhere, and then thinking of the fact that there were not many alchemy monks in the Three Kingdoms, a vague guess emerged in his mind.

"Your friend's surname is Zong?"

Fang Xi smiled: "I don't know where the ancestors came from?"

"My little ancestor came from Qingzhushanfang City, and later lived in Baize Immortal City... Before Jiazi, he moved to Linghua Mountain in Yue Kingdom..."

Zong Xiu replied with a solemn voice.

"really……"

Fang Xi looked at the vaguely familiar face of the other party, sighed, and thought of Qingzhushanfang City, Zongfu Master, Lu Zhi, Chen Ping...

"Who is this person? Your wife?"

He glanced at the nun and asked casually.

"That's right, senior, please be merciful and save her."

Zong Xiu immediately knelt down and begged.

"Forget it..."

Fang Xi waved her hand, and popped out a healing pill, which fell into Zongxiu's hands: "Take it, this pill is enough for healing."

"Thank you senior, thank you senior!"

Zong Xiu thanked him again and again, and fed the pill to his Taoist companion.

This female cultivator originally had a free spirit, but as soon as she swallowed the elixir, the bleeding began to stop, and her breathing became even, but she was still unconscious.

"What happened to you, tell me."

Fang Xi sat cross-legged and asked casually.

"Senior, it's like this..."

Zong Xiu hurriedly poured beans out of a bamboo tube, and explained the situation again.

"In the world of cultivating immortals, killing people to seize treasures and conspiring to harm people are just commonplace. You still need to spend more time in the future..."

Fang Xi listened, but she didn't comment, touched the storage ring again, and a jade slip appeared: "Who am I, you may have guessed in your heart... This jade slip not only contains Chen Ping's talisman inheritance , and the part I added later... I will give it to you."

Chen Ping also asked Fang Xi to have the opportunity to pass on the talisman to Lu Zhi's descendants.

His inheritance was also very helpful to Fang Xi. Fang Xi naturally reciprocated and added some content, which promoted the inheritance of this talisman from quasi-third-level to low-level third-level.

"Thank you senior, thank you senior..."

Zongxiu was overjoyed and kowtowed repeatedly.

"It's just a request from an old friend... I will leave here later, and I don't want my whereabouts to be known..."

Fang Xi meant something.

"This junior swears by his heart demon that he must never reveal the whereabouts of the senior, otherwise he will go mad and die!"

Zong Xiu quickly swore.

"good……"

Fang Xi nodded.

In fact, he no longer cares much about the issue of whether his whereabouts are exposed. Even before he is about to travel far, creating the illusion that he is still hidden in the Three Kingdoms is more likely to scare the enemy...

(End of this chapter)