Westward Journey into Dragon

Chapter 473 A Zombie Who Has Been Practicing for Two Years
Luoyang city is full of dragon energy, and it is suspected that the remains of the ancestral dragon have appeared in the world. After learning the news, Chen Xian also began to observe carefully.

There were indeed some changes around Luoyang City. A faint but majestic dragon aura permeated the area within a radius of [-] miles of Luoyang City.This dragon aura gives people a feeling of ancient prehistoric, vast and chaotic, looking down on everything. It's no wonder that some people think about Zulong.

However, dragons can be big or small, can ascend or hide, large can fill the world, and small can be transformed into mesons. If you want to find the hidden source of dragon energy within a range of three hundred miles, it is not much easier than finding a needle in a haystack.After all, with the power of Zulong, it is enough to open up a bridal chamber in a piece of sand. The sand in a radius of [-] miles is probably more than the stars in the sky.

"The way of heaven is becoming more and more chaotic, and the power is getting weaker and weaker. Powerful creatures can reverse life and death. This world is becoming more and more frightening." Chen Xian sat on the only remaining tombstone in a mass grave on Beimang Mountain, overlooking Looking at the city of Luoyang crouching on the plain like a sleeping monster in the dark night, gently stroking the Wulong Sword (more precisely, the hidden dragon scabbard) in his arms, he thought to himself.

"Huh, huh..." There was a sound of swaying branches and leaves, and a gust of evil wind blew by, and King Yu Tamarin, who was glowing with pale gold, came out of the forest.

"Huh, this Mang Mountain is full of ghosts, what kind of treasure can there be? Sixth brother, are you dazzled and mistook the ghost fire for a precious light? Woke me up in the middle of the night to help find the treasure, ha, I'm sleepy!" Chen Xian said while yawning.

"The ghost fire is green. The light I saw just now was red like blood. How could I be mistaken? It's near here. Don't ride on that tombstone. Help me find it!" said Yu Tamarin King.

"Hey, this is what I call sitting high and seeing far away. I can observe a large area at a glance. The red light, if it's not a ghost fire, may also be an earth fire. In short, there can't be any treasures in such a gloomy place. Let's go back Go to sleep. I was finally a little sleepy but you woke me up, I'm so unlucky!" Chen Xian complained.

"You're younger than me..." King Yu Tamarin muttered and then waved his hands: "Stop complaining, when I find the treasure, I'll give you half of it."

Chen Xian looked at the desolate cemetery where there were weeds and dead bodies except for snakes, insects, rats and ants, and said to King Yu Tamarin, "This seems to be a mass grave, not a place of geomantic omen. How could there be treasures? Let's not bother. I'm afraid it is here I can't even take out a broken earthen jar."

"Treasures are self-defeating. The poorer the place, the easier it is for treasures to appear. Here... is the place where treasures are produced." King Yu Tamarin said.

"Okay, you are brother, you can look for it if you want. I have already checked the surface, and there is not a single hair. There may be something under the ground, so digging three feet will be enough, right?" Chen Xiantiao Asked under the tombstone.

"It's almost the only way!" Yu Tamarin said.

"Uh!" Chen Xian was speechless, he just talked about digging three feet into the ground, and he didn't want King Yu Tamarin to take it seriously.

King Yu Tamarin did what he said, and immediately recruited a dozen evil ghosts as tall as ten feet, and ordered them to dig the ground.

Every time the huge ghost claws with foot-long black nails fall, they can dig up a large amount of dirt, and the surrounding area is immediately dusty.

Chen Xian and King Yu Tamarin moved to a high place and stood on a chaotic rock, looking at the construction site with dead bones flying and phosphorescent fire dancing below, and they were silent.

Chen Xian thought to himself, although these ten or so ghosts and gods dug the ground very fast, but this cemetery is very large, it is impossible to dig three feet deep in half an hour, so he should find a place leeward to rest for a while.

Looking around, Chen Xian saw a protruding rock not far above, which happened to block the prevailing east wind in Luoyang tonight, so he asked the macaque king to go there together.

"I have to pay attention to observe, lest the treasures I took out be buried in the soil again." King Yu Tamarin stared at the construction site below, without turning his head.

"Follow you!" Chen Xian said blankly, then walked up alone.

After taking out a piece of tiger skin and spreading it on the ground, Chen Xian sat on it directly, rested his chin and thought for a while, then sat cross-legged with his eyes closed, silently mobilized his energy, lit the real fire of samadhi, and sacrificed to the viscera.

Cultivation is like sailing against the current. If you don’t advance, you will retreat. Every second counts. It is impossible to advance to the Daluo Secret Realm in a short period of time, and the strength cannot be improved by leaps and bounds. Chen Xian turned his energy to cultivating viscera and honing martial arts, striving to improve his combat power.

The blazing true fire of samadhi burns quietly in the internal organs, disintegrates the restrictions on it, imprints the essence, energy and spirit in a deeper place, and at the same time calcines impurities to improve the quality.

When practicing, time always passed quietly. Chen Xian felt that he had just entered the state when he heard King Yu Tamarin's call.

"Old Ba, there is a situation, come and see." King Yu Tamarin beckoned.

"Huh..." Chen Xian opened his eyes, opened his mouth and spit out a stream of colored mist that was as thick as wool and as long as a foot, then stood up and walked towards King Yu Tamarin.

As soon as Chen Xian got up, King Yu Tamarin had already jumped down with his waist down.

Chen Xian walked to the place where he was standing first, and saw that there was a big pit below him that was more than a hundred feet long and deep for one person.

"Damn, so many human bones? Could it be that after Luoyang was built, all those who were too poor to afford a cemetery, those who died in the streets, and those who lost their lives in the war would all be thrown here!" Chen Xian looked at the layers of piles in the pit. There were layers of bones, and there was a murmur in his heart.

Chen Xian jumped up and jumped to the side of King Yu Tamarin, looking at King Yu Tamarin who was squatting on the dry bones and picking up a few skulls, and said, "Sixth brother, what are you doing?"

King Yu Tamarin casually picked up a skull, stuffed it into Chen Xian's hand and said, "Look!"

Just as Chen Xian was about to throw away the disgusting and terrifying thing, he suddenly found that the skull in his hand was a bit heavy, and its texture was comparable to black iron. He couldn't help being slightly taken aback, and looked down at the skull in his hand.

The color of the skull is a bit dark yellow, it seems to be some years old, and it is about to transform into loess, but there is a faint light radiating from it, like a cheap magic weapon.

"This is..." Chen Xian turned the skull over and found two faint red lights in the eyes of the skull. He couldn't help being taken aback, and said, "Is this the light of the soul?"

"Well, this place should be a corpse raising place arranged by evil cultivators. The souls of the corpses thrown here are all imprisoned in the body and become the nourishment for the evolution of raising corpses. Because this place has become a mass grave, close to such a great achievement as Luoyang, Hundreds of slaves, servants, starving beggars, and prisoners were killed every day. The corpses were continuously thrown nearby, and the dead breath was very heavy. When they were sucked down by the zombies raised below, these bones were Qi erosion can barely be regarded as a treasure." King Yu Tamarin nodded.

"Crack!" Chen Xian crushed the skull with one claw, threw it aside and said, "What kind of treasure is such an unlucky thing?"

"These ordinary bones can't be called treasures, but the zombie below is definitely a treasure. Judging from the size and year of formation of this corpse throwing site, the zombie below has the cultivation of a golden immortal at least. Well, I can drive ghosts and gods, naturally It can also control the corpse, if the following..."

"Wait!" Hearing this, Chen Xian couldn't help waving his hand and interrupted: "Sixth brother, you don't mean to snatch zombies, do you? Master Taiyi, isn't it good to form an enmity like this?"

"This zombie has been here for at least a thousand years. Its owner has never used it, and it may have fallen. If God does not take it, it will suffer. Since I see the precious light, it is destined for me. If you don't take it You will suffer from it," said the macaque king.

"Okay, pretend I didn't say it!" Chen Xian rubbed his nose, stepped aside and said.

Knowing that there are powerful zombies below, Yu Tamarin became more motivated, and attracted ten powerful ghosts to dig down in full swing.

"Crack, crack..." The sound of broken bones continued to be heard, and they were roughly thrown up by these strong ghosts.

After digging for more than an hour, all the strong ghosts dug down to a depth of two meters.But digging down so deep, the bones below became heavier and darker, and the corpse aura rolled like thick smoke, and the powerful ghosts and gods were eroded by the thick corpse aura and turned into green smoke and dissipated.

"It's almost there!" King Yu Tamarin waved his hand, pushing away the thick corpse aura, and a pair of golden monkey eyes sparked with lightning, sweeping the ground.

"Over there!" The macaque king's eyes brightened, and he suddenly turned into a huge ape about a hundred feet long, and rushed towards a certain place in the deep pit.

Chen Xian secretly thought that such a big movement might disturb the monks in Luoyang City, so he quickly waved his hands to create a sound-proof barrier around him.

With a sound of "boom", the monkey's paw fell, and many dead bones in the ground were smashed into powder, revealing a layer of Taiyi fine gold floor.

With a "poof", the Taiyi fine gold floor was directly pierced like paper.

Chen Xian looked at it and found that the palm of King Yu Tamarin was completely submerged in the fine gold of Taiyi. Chen Xian roughly estimated that the fine gold of Taiyi was at least four or five feet thick.

"This Taiyi fine gold is too severely corroded by corpse energy." Chen Xian sighed.

After breaking through that layer of Taiyi's fine gold wall, King Yu Tamarin put away the Dharma Xiang, leaving a big hole in the ground.

"This one seems to be a tomb, and the Taiyi fine gold wall is like a security wall. The corpse on it is the best cover. The strong corpse aura shields the consciousness. If King Yu Tamarin hadn't seen the red light and dug nine feet into the ground, there would be no danger at all." I can't find it!" Chen Xian thought to himself.

"Hoo hoo..." After the Taiyi fine gold anti-theft wall was blasted, a corpse gas as thick as ink sprayed out from the hole, as well as a strong corpse odor.

The corpse smell was worse than the smell of rotting rats. Chen Xian only took a breath, and almost passed out, and quickly closed his breath.

Chen Xian felt itchy on his face, and stretched out his hand to scratch it, but found that the more itchy he scratched, he released a water mirror technique to look at it, and found that there were corpse spots on his face.

"What a strong corpse poison!" Chen Xian's face changed slightly, he quickly propped up his body-protecting stellar energy, and transported the Samadhi fire to refine the corpse poison that had invaded his body.

King Yu Tamarin also fell for the trick. He was closer than Chen Xian, and his cultivation base was also slightly inferior. His hand was in contact with the corpse for a long time, and the monkey hair on his right hand turned gray and fell off one by one. , the fly ash dissipated.

"Huh..." Bright red flames sprang up from King Yu Tamarin's hands, and wisps of black smoke came out from his hands.

After four or five breaths, the flame in King Yutamarette's hand was extinguished, and Chen Xian stepped forward and said, "Sixth brother, this corpse poison is powerful and can corrode the qi of the body. I'm afraid the things below are difficult to deal with. Let's not go down. It’s better to seal this place.”

"It's all here, don't back down!" Yu Tamarin said, took out a gourd with black oil, opened the lid, recited the secret mantra, put his hand on the bottom of the gourd, and after inputting the immortal essence, a whirlwind was blown out of the gourd's mouth. It exudes a strong suction force, sucking all the surrounding corpse gas and dead bones into the gourd.

After the corpse gas dissipated, there was only a red hole in the ground, which seemed to lead to a terrifying hell.

"Let's go!" King Yu Tamarin greeted, then flashed towards the cave.

Chen Xian shrugged his shoulders, put his sword in his left hand, and followed King Yu Tamarin's voice to the cave entrance.

"This red light is too dazzling. After entering, you have to set up a barrier to hide the light!" After King Yu Tamarin said, he jumped down.

Chen Xian followed closely behind. In mid-air, he set up an opaque defensive barrier and a warning barrier.

After descending four to five feet, Chen Xian's feet landed on the ground. After his eyes got used to the red light from the ground, he immediately looked around.

This is a corridor extending obliquely downwards. The light is the oil lamps on both sides of the corridor. I don't know what kind of fuel it is, but it turns the lights into bright red and very bright.

"It's so weird!" Standing in the tomb passage, it was festive red, and the scene was indescribably weird.

Chen Xian recited the meditation mantra silently, and after suppressing the fear in his heart, he began to look for the trace of King Yu Tamarin in the red light of the sky.

After a while, Chen Xian saw King Yu Tamarin who was integrated with the red light beside an oil lamp.

King Yu Tamarin stood beside the oil lamp, picked up a little lamp oil with a reddish silver needle, and put it in front of his eyes for careful observation.

"Sixth brother, you are so idle that you have the time to study this lamp oil." Chen Xian smiled and walked towards King Yu Tamarin.

"Just curious!" King Yu Tamarin said, shaking the lamp oil on the silver needle into the oil lamp, and put away the silver needle.

"Then what did you research?" Chen Xian asked with a smile.

"This lamp oil is made from shark oil mixed with ground dragon's blood with candle dragon's blood and ambergris that can soothe the soul. It is used to raise corpses. It is too wasteful and extravagant." Yu Tamarin shook his head and sighed. , Turning around, seeing Chen Xian, whose white clothes were flushed red, he said in a daze, "Old man, let's come to rob the tomb and steal the corpse, why are you dressed so festively, your face is also flushed, it's weird!"

Chen Xian flipped through the silver, and said angrily, "Sixth brother, before you tell me, you should check yourself. If you didn't know that you were a golden monkey, I really doubt that you were transformed by an orangutan."

King Yu Tamarin heard the words, looked at himself, and found that his golden hair was reflected by the light into red hair, he laughed and said: "This light is quite magical."

"By the way, Sixth Brother just said that this lamp oil is made from shark oil, earth dragon's blood and ambergris? It's so extravagant, it's probably not a corpse, it's more like a monk's cemetery." Chen Xian said.

"Which monk will choose the cemetery under the mass grave?" King Yu Tamarin said.

"What if the other party is seriously injured and the medicine stone is hard to live, and they are going to turn into a corpse?" Chen Xian asked.

"If it's really what you said, the zombies down there might be hard to deal with!" King Yu Tamarin said.

"It's hard to deal with, I'm afraid it won't be able to deal with it. You see, the lamp oil was full before, but now it has burned to this point. The other party has practiced for two thousand years at least. He has practiced for 2000 years in a place with such a strong corpse. Years, I'm afraid it has already been cultivated into a drought..."

(End of this chapter)