Extreme Yama System

For human beings, ten years can be described as vicissitudes. Because of the torrent of things in the world, there is always a very abrupt sense of dislocation between external things and inner changes, which makes you sigh at the same time as time goes on, but you can't help but sigh at the past, laugh at yourself and regret, or grow old with age.

But for the zombies who are neither sick nor old, born from the heavens and the earth, ten years? Thousands of years, tens of thousands of years and even more time are just a click away. The span of time is even more earth-shaking in their eyes, and it can reverse everything like a tsunami.

Immortal Buddha? It has become a legend, an unverifiable legend. All traces were completely wiped out by the five declines of heaven and man that were provoked by the great powers of the world. The only thing that still exists is the evil in the underworld.

Although the monk still exists, he has become an inconspicuous character in the corner of the world. Hidden in the dark, merged with the mundane. In an era when the vitality of the earth is almost depleted today, the wanton and carefreeness of "going on the wind with the sword and enjoying the world" has long since disappeared.

Humans, who were previously regarded as livestock or ants, not only did not perish after leaving the protection of the Immortal Buddha, but instead became more and more prosperous. These creatures, who do not rely on the vitality of heaven and earth, have a short life but are full of strong desires, and desires are regarded by them as a driving force for vigorous improvement. It actually created another technological development path that is completely different from practice.

The power of science and technology pervades every corner of the world and is powerful.

According to the memory of the infusion, the zombies understand what the consequences will be if they run into the world in a loud voice. The appearance of the zombies alone is enough to make them "research objects" for human beings, and the characteristics of the zombies are not old and not sick, it is estimated that the whole world will be crazy. And their fate is absolutely tragic.

Thinking that you are a zombie, now that there are no immortals and Buddhas, and the monks are extremely weak, they can let me go anywhere? Just ask if you are afraid of being attacked by those technological weapons? Can it resist bullets, can it resist artillery shells, can it resist missiles? If there is a real fight, the atomic bomb will throw you at you, will you die?

The most important thing is that there is absolutely no need to be so showy. The enemies of the zombies were all wiped out, and humans were not qualified to be their enemies at that time. Is it necessary to go looking for guilt without any grudges?

Then here comes the problem. Faced with a world that has completely changed, what should the Zombies do? Recluse or blend in?

Dakan stood in the desert, looking up at the starry sky, and his emotions were surging. The reason why he was selected as the patriarch was a helpless choice when the clan was dying and it was difficult to find talents. Who made his strength the highest among the zombies now? When it comes to leadership and IQ, he himself knows that he is not suitable for this position.

But then again, in the current situation, he can't just give up, can he? A decision has to be made.

Dakan has no clear plans for the future. However, the indelible consciousness of reviving the zombies is firm enough.

First, restore the cultivation resources of the tribe.

Second, start breeding new clansmen.

Finally, let Master Xue help move the underground city of silence to the ground and cover it up. It can be regarded as allowing the clansmen to continue to live in a fixed place and not to be displaced.

As for the latter, Dakan felt that it would be better to discuss it with the clansmen.

Of course, Dakan was still excited, just like his clan. The starry sky in front of me, the earth beneath my feet, the cluttered smell of my breath, everything is the taste of freedom. How many years did the Zombie Clan long for this kind of time to be realized? How many clansmen died one by one in anticipation or despair.

Rejoice, the whole family rejoices.

When the zombies are happy, the only activity is dancing, the dance that belongs to their group.

This dance lasted all night, and there was no end to it, but it had to be stopped. because they are hungry.

Like all living beings, zombies are hungry. When they didn't have the conditions, the little bit of energy they absorbed in the Spirit Locking Array lingered on when they relied on it. Now that they came out, they could no longer suppress the hunger of the flesh.

As for the food of the zombies, in addition to the vitality of heaven and earth, the most important and most popular thing for them is blood food.

After the carnival comes hunting. But this is the Sahara Desert, where to hunt? What can you hunt? After wandering around in a big circle, let alone blood eating, I didn't find a single bug.

If I can't get rid of my cravings, this is very uncomfortable. I didn't dare to run far, I was worried that something would happen, and I was also afraid that Mr. Xue, who was still visiting the city of silence underground, came out and couldn't find them. So more than a thousand zombies sat cross-legged on the sand and started their own practice, alleviating their hunger by absorbing the vitality of heaven and earth.

It's just that although the current heaven and earth vitality is much more than they were in the spirit lock formation, it is far less than before the zombies suffered, which was ridiculously thin.

Dakan opened his eyes not long after practicing. A wry smile on his face. Knowing that the outside world has changed a lot, "the world's vitality is thin", he did not expect it to be so thin. Being able to starve to death is stronger than the previous Spirit Locking Array, but it is simply impossible to improve the cultivation base with this.

If the cultivation base cannot improve the strength, there will be no growth. How can we talk about the revival of the zombies?

After waiting on the ground for six consecutive days, the couple who completed the "Five-Day Tour of the Silent City" rose up from the ground with a smile on their faces.

"See Mr. Xue!" More than 1,600 people from the Zombie clan all knelt down on one knee towards Xue Wusuan. They have now come to their senses from the ecstasy of being "free". In five days, I also wanted to understand a lot of things.

Now, the Zombie Clan wants to revive, and the only one who can count on this is Master Xue.

Why? Because of this Master Xue's cultivation!

The zombies are not those monks who have never seen the world~www.readwn.com~ They even saw the army in the heaven before the big change. I also know that the cultivation of this Master Xue is at least the realm of immortals.

In this way, since the entire world has been subverted, all immortals and Buddhas have perished. Then how did Master Xue reach the realm of immortals? There is nothing strange here, and I don't believe that the zombies were killed.

Therefore, after Dakan discussed with the clansmen, he had this slightly ritualistic gesture of greeting in front of him.

"Get up."

"Thank you sir!"

Xue Wusuan waved out the "Hui Fort" and let Zhou Huiru go in and have a good rest. This woman insisted on sleeping in the tent for the past five days, saying that since she came to the ancient city to explore, she must have an adventure atmosphere and must sleep in the tent.

Xue Wusuan didn't care about this, but Zhou Huiru didn't rest well for several days. As soon as she turned halfway through the city of annihilation, she shouted to come out, so she could sleep soundly in her Hui Fort. At the same time, he was extremely dissatisfied with Xue Wusuan, saying that if Xue Wusuan had to toss her in the tent, she would not be so tired.

Zhou Huiru went to the top floor to enjoy the air conditioner and took a bath to make up for her drowsiness. Xue Wusuan led Dakan to the sofa in the castle hall.

Entering the door, Dakan saw the projection of the map of the underworld hanging in the center, and his heart trembled. He instinctively found that the painting was not simple, and it actually made him feel extreme danger.

"This is a powerful magic weapon!" Dakan affirmed in his heart. But I don't know that this is actually just a projection, and the entity of the picture scroll is much stronger.

"Tell me, what are your plans?" Xue Wusuan lit a cigarette and asked Dakan with a smile on his face, who was obviously asking for something.