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Chapter 230: Zombies locked up, system tasks.

He Xiu saw that the Shangjian wood fossils were full of ancient characters called Xingyu. This should not have been painted by Feng Shigu, but by that Wuyang King.

Feng Shigu was most likely just a porter like He Xiu.

Ancient texts hold far deeper secrets than any wall chart, because at that time, gods, gods, and mortals were connected. These innate races, born from the Tao, would often teach the mortals some profound principles of the Tao. Mortal species recorded it in these ancient words. Although He Xiu couldn't understand it, it was rare to encounter such a good thing, so he naturally had to move it home.

Words are also the foundation for my Hua Xia to pass on from generation to generation. Many principles from thousands of years ago are still used today, such as Guigu, Shangjun, Sun Tzu's Art of War, etc. It seems that these things will never become outdated. each field.

For example, if you think about it carefully, the international strategies of later generations are very much like the shadow of the Warring States Period!

He Xiu can guarantee that the ancient people of the Flower Kingdom have played tricks on them all over the world, and today's scholars can see it clearly.

Along the way, He Xiu made his own judgment. The so-called Wuyang King should be a great wizard. The land of Bashu was deeply influenced by witchcraft culture. Because of the surrounding high mountains and ridges, it was difficult to connect with external cultures and formed a It has its own unique culture that is different from the Central Plains. In this jade cave, the layers of coffins, the mountain shape is like corpses, and the hidden spring is like ink blood. It is a unique existence that is different from other dragon veins. There is probably no other dragon vein in the world. Thousand-year-old ruins everywhere testify to its unique culture.

Maybe Feng Shigu made such a big move just to resurrect this dragon vein. After all, he was different enough to make people achieve enlightenment in a different way.

Maybe those strange corpses are the product of this corpse vein. He Xiu's eyes turned several times. He must take such a rare and strange place. When he returned, he asked the Taoist soldiers to come over and clean up the place. They arranged the formations. Together with the miserable Qingxi Town outside, no matter how you look at this place, It is completely a paradise for Yin-like beings.

At the end of the jade steps, there is not a palace with cornices and corners, but four walls made of jade veins. They are shaped like a city gate, like a large palace. There is a hole door between the walls, and inside are pieces of mass burial tombs.

The grey-brown Lingxing Rock, close to the stone pillars, is a natural wonder. Its situation is ups and downs, scattered and staggered, like residential houses in the city that have been trampled and disorganized.

"Chalcedony rock formation." He Xiu's eyes were filled with embarrassment, and he was a little surprised when he looked around. He thought that the so-called chalcedony was only as big as a fist, but he never expected that it had become like hills. He was now standing on It was like a natural training place in a hollowed-out jade mountain, and they actually used it as a place to store coffins and coffins in a mausoleum. It was simply a waste of time.

The place where the yin pole creates the yang is hard to find but lucky enough to find it, but it has turned out to be like this.

Looking at the swaying will-o'-the-wisps in the Lingxing Hall, I don't know how many coffins are placed inside. I just know that they are all there as far as I can see.

However, the situation inside the coffin is very strange. There is no lid on the coffin, and none of the corpses inside are rotten. Each of them looks like a sleeping person, only a little pale. All the corpses are still holding their arms. There is something special about wearing a lamp. With it, the ghosts of the dead can emit light to guide the way in the dark and dense underworld. It is said that all ghosts who sneak into the human world have such a guiding light.

Judging from their behavior, none of them died naturally, as if they were buried alive here, probably hoping that the great deceiver Feng Shi Gu Chengxian would resurrect them in the future.

There were tens of thousands of people who were deceived by Feng Shigu back then. The coffins on top of each other were probably all his followers at that time, and they were willing to take the initiative to be buried. The life of the poor at that time was really too hard, and their cognition was very low. , otherwise charlatans would not be able to thrive for thousands of years.

In various biographies, there are many legends about turning corpses into immortals. They all say that corpse immortals are cold and cold-blooded and terrifying. It is no different to say that they are zombies. The soul is a ghost. They use their dead bodies to avoid disaster, and then a wisp of ghost escapes from the underworld. , borrowing corpses to achieve enlightenment.

According to rumors, the Corpse Immortal creates killing calamities and uses the blood of others to achieve his or her own goals. The more blood he bathes in, the more profound his Taoism is. Saving Immortals and refining corpses is definitely an evil way among evil ways, but others have escaped the secret. God doesn't care, what can be done? Ordinary monks just deliver food, while powerful monks basically only focus on their own cultivation and don't care about human affairs.

Moreover, once the corpse fairy hides, all kinds of deductions and fortune-telling cannot calculate where it is hiding. If it squats in a crowded big city, it is not much different from finding a needle in a haystack. There is no big data comparison, what can be done? .

"Hongpao, where do you think Feng Shigu is hiding?" He Xiu stood next to the coffin of a female corpse and poked her cheek with his finger. Not to mention that she was quite flexible. If she was a psychopathic person, she would probably still be. I can have one shot.

Hongpao looked around and saw countless coffins, arranged like stars in the sky, staggered at different heights, layered on top of each other, and densely packed. It was really difficult to find the big boss Feng Shigu among them: "Master, big shots generally like the feeling of being surrounded by stars, and Hongpao thinks he is most likely in this place with the best feng shui."

Of course He Xiu knew this truth, but finding Feng Shigu in so many coffins was as difficult as climbing to the sky. He didn't know where to start for a while, so he had to cough and decided to investigate step by step and slowly go deeper into this place. And go.

One thing He Xiu is sure of is that Feng Shigu is definitely a guy who likes pomp and style, and his clothes must be relatively luxurious.

"Master, let's not set fire to it! Then even if Feng Shigu, Lao Shizi, hides deep, it will be useless." The wise man in red robe suggested a fire attack.

He Xiu looked at the asphalt-like fake corpse blood flowing out of the cracks in the spiritual rock. Strictly speaking, that thing was the essence of the Yin veins, and it was not gasoline. It could burn it.

"Hey~ I'll go, my lord, they... they've grown hair!" Hongpao lay beside the coffin, looked at the body, and said to He Xiu?

If it's hairy, wouldn't that just fucking blow up a corpse? ...As expected of corpse veins, I am covering my mouth and nose with various runes on the outside to prevent the Yang Qi from leaking. How can I still let the dead explode?

This Coffin Gorge is a place for shamanistic sacrifices and funerals. It is inherently evil. Coupled with the unique corpse veins, it is naturally magical.

He Xiu didn't panic. After all, he was not a fledgling Taoist priest. He was now the new generation Thunder King of Fumotang. His lethality against zombies was almost a critical strike.

Two swords appeared in his hand, a holy sword for killing evil and a sword for conquering demons with the Zhiyang King Kong. When the mana was lost, the swords emitted a gleaming light, and the runes rotated and exploded at any time.

Thunder is wrapped around the sword. If you want to have a hearty fight, it is almost impossible, unless you want to destroy this place, and the space cannot hold so many zombies.

"Hey, my lord, its white hair has faded, but black hair has grown again."

"..." Damn it, this upgrade is too fast. This zombie is not an ordinary zombie, and it is not the kind that holds a breath of resentment.

The core nourishment of corpse veins that has been bathed in for three hundred years must be stronger than ordinary zombies.

Ding!

System mission, destroy the natural zombies and reward the Holy Word.

System mission, clean up Wushan Coffin Gorge and reward the Five Elements Escape Technique. The sudden good news made He Xiu's body tremble. At this moment, he felt that it would be nothing if the Coffin Gorge was destroyed?

He glanced at the red robe who was plucking the zombies over there and said coldly. : "Hongpao, stop playing around, kill them before they get up!"

When Hongpao heard this, he felt happy. He turned around and turned into ghost mist, which filled the air and ran rampant in the Lingxing Palace in this area.

In just one breath, the coffin, which had been decorated with stars just now, was knocked to pieces by the red robe, and fell to pieces.

The black and stiff body was as hard as iron. He was originally in a daze, but was suddenly awakened by the evil spirit of the ghost.

"Ouch~" loud explosions came from between the fangs in the mouth, and the hooks of the ten fingers were like large eagle claws, which was very terrifying, and the body was filled with a terrifying corpse evil. His eyes were glassy and his nose was twitching, trying to find the damn attacker.

With his ears trembling, He Xiu was also listening for movement and identifying their position by listening to the sounds. He Xiu looked at the white and tender corpses that looked like good babies just a moment ago. In this short period of time, they had become so hideous.

Human beings are naturally afraid of the corpses of the same kind. I don’t know why. Maybe it’s genes telling them that they can’t eat this stuff.

Looking at the zombies scurrying around, He Xiu moved. He was a time-tested heavenly master, so I was scared.

The two swords in his hands are the first-class existence in the entire world of cultivation. In order to save some effort, he relies on his flexible movement and taps the air with his footsteps, creating ripples in the air.

With in-depth practice and research on Takong, He Xiu can now move and jump in the air with his physical body, as if it were on flat ground.

The divine sword that was chopped out was like chopping melons and vegetables. One sword passed through, mixed with thunder, divine power, power of runes, and power of Dao marks. It chopped down stumps, broken arms, heads, and the blade of the sword. , the stabbing will definitely bring about the fragmentation of a three-hundred-year-old zombie.

He Xiu's principle is to run away if he can't be beaten and leave the crisis to others.

The concept of eradicating the root of the problem when it is overthrown without leaving any future troubles is to be ruthless.

The red robe rolled up the zombies and threw them towards He Xiu, having a great time, as if they were playing with fruit.

The mall coins on the system mall panel are constantly beating, and the numbers +1+1+1 are constantly rising.

Now He Xiu has no hope for the mall currency. The things in the second-level mall are really expensive. In other words, upgrading the space warehouse that is still undergoing activities is the most cost-effective.

Every ten zombies expand by one square meter, which feels great.

In just one cigarette, all the corpses turned into zombies have been eliminated, shattering their dreams of becoming zombie immortals. The so-called zombie immortals are probably equivalent to intelligent zombies. This is the most simple and easy-to-understand explanation.

"Master, come here and take a look? There is something discovered here."

He Xiuzheng put away his magic thunder and wiped the two swords with a piece of cloth. When he heard the red robe calling, he put away his sword and walked over.

The small tomb alone is not very large. Sitting on the jade platform in the middle is a corpse that looks like a living person, holding an ever-burning lamp in its hand. There is no coffin or burial utensils. It's stingy.

He was dressed very much like the Guanshan Taibao he had seen in Pingshan. He was dressed in a black witch robe, with two curtains hanging from both sides of the big hat, embroidered with strange patterns and text, and a gold medal hung around his waist, which read: Guanshan Taibao, ordered to patrol the mountains.

However, this man did have a mask on his face. The facial features, nose, mouth, and eyebrows were carved with pen on the mask. The eyes on the mask were so wide that they looked particularly scary and weird in the dark.

He Xiu looked at the specifications and environment of this tomb and frowned. : "This kind of place doesn't seem like a place where Master Feng would be willing to lie down. Maybe it's an old man from the Feng family. Looking at the badge hanging on his waist, he is obviously an important person. He can be mentioned in the Feng family. Clan elder level of opinions.”

"Master, look here??" Hongpao came to the jade screen behind the old corpse and pointed at a triangular rock crack.

He Xiu looked at the narrow entrance of the triangular rock crack. It was quite deep inside. With a clear eye, he could see a large space more than 20 meters inside, and faint patterns could be seen.

It's just that in this small cave, people have to lie down to enter, which is a bit embarrassing. In line with the modern excellent corporate culture, the secretary did the right thing. He took out a septwolf, lit it, and began to command the red robe: "Red robe. , you go in and see what’s going on inside.”

Hongpao glanced at He Xiu, who smoked a cigarette wherever he went, and felt that the master had been infected by the men in Sichuan. Why did they all like smoking so much?

When the red robe turned into a shadow and passed through the cracks in the rock, He Xiu didn't need her to shout. He could see clearly through clear vision. There was also a tomb of about twenty square meters inside. The rock walls were neat and seemed to have been processed.

There are murals on the walls, and inside there is a gold coffin inlaid with turquoise. It's golden, but its shape is weird, like a product from the Western Regions, a bit gaudy.

There is no other way, just crawl. This silly strong man has always been obsessed with its golden coffin. It has found another one here. I think it will be very happy. Moreover, such a precious golden coffin may be the hiding place of that guy Feng Shigu. maybe.

After crawling through the path, He Xiu patted the dust on his body and did not rush to open the coffin immediately. Instead, he looked at the mural. After all, the mural could reveal a lot of information.

I saw that the mural on the tomb wall actually depicts a peach orchard, with lush peach trees and leafy branches, red fruits, red peach leaves and green leaves, shrouded in clouds and mist, and top-notch painting craftsmanship. If you walk closer, you will think you are in a virtual world. Deep in the peach forest.

This is rare realism in ancient paintings that emphasize meaning rather than form. He Xiu was wondering when Western sketching emerged, and whether the layering technology on this mural was earlier than theirs.

(End of this chapter)