Zombie world start full level Golden Light Curse

In an instant, the paper crane seemed to have life, spread its wings and flew out of the window, turned into a small dot, and disappeared into the air.

This is a yin-yang bird, which can be tracked and almost used for communication.

Lin Kaiyun turned on the system,

"Host: Lin Kaiyun."

"Current state: Tier [-] (prolonging life at ease)."

"Merit value: 44000 points."

"Possess skills: Yang Wulei (full level), Golden Light Curse (full level), Tongtianlu (full level), Ghost Shadow Mistracking (small success), Godhead Mask (1/100)."

"Current status: true disciple of the Maoshan School, great disciple of Lin Fengjiao, disciple of the horse, master of the list of immortals, Sikong, the ghost of the underworld."

"The lottery requires merit points: 20000."

"Upgrading requires merit points: 50000."

There are almost no changes on the panel, except for the number behind the mask of Godhead.

1/100, what do you mean?Could it be said that if you act 100 times, you can enter the second stage of the Godhead mask?

Forget it, take care of him!There is still 6000 merit points to be upgraded, so I have to hurry up and make 'money'.

Lin Kaiyun quit the system, found out the ferry incense, stuck it by the window, turned over the orchids, and said loudly,

"Where are you, Lonely Ghost!"

"The sound of the divine drum beating is frequent!"

"Either in the cave or in the workshop!"

"Either in the countryside or in the mountains!"

"Urgent move is so urgent that you can't get tired of it!"

Immediately, the ferry incense spontaneously ignited without fire, and blue smoke floated in all directions.

Lin Kaiyun clapped his hands with ease, the ferry information has been sent, and now it's time to wait for the evening.

At this time, tens of kilometers away from the bamboo house of Simu Road, on a remote path.

There is a team of people and horses, and a child in Qing clothes sits on four bamboo sedan chairs.

Beside the bamboo sedan chair, a man who looked like a eunuch and father-in-law waited on him respectfully, "My lord, are you tired? Do you want to take a rest!"

The little prince waved his hand and made a childish voice, "No need, Wu Shilang, please tell the back to hurry up, let's hurry up and get the uncle to the place as soon as possible."

"Obey!" Wu Shilang nodded respectfully, then turned around, squeezed his orchid fingers, and shouted to the people behind him, "Little prince, there are orders, hurry up!"

Behind, there were more than a dozen guards with knives and several Taoist priests, obviously protecting a huge coffin.

Among them was a 40-year-old Taoist priest who wore a Taoist robe similar to Lin Jiusimu. He was Lin Kaiyun's uncle, Taoist Master Qianhe.

call out!

There was an obvious whistling wind, which startled everyone.

"Escort! Protect the little prince!"

Wu Shilang took the little prince to hide behind the sedan chair, and the coffin was also put down. The guards all drew their knives and guarded everywhere. In an instant, everyone was in a mess.

Daoist Qianhe stared fixedly at the distant sky, and he felt a familiar aura.

The appearance of the yin-yang bird gradually appeared, Taoist Qianhe breathed a sigh of relief after seeing it, and shouted at the crowd,

"Everyone, don't panic, this is the messenger bird of my sect!"

Daoist Qianhe raised his hand slightly, and the yin-yang bird landed on his hand, and he opened it directly. The characters written by Lin Kaiyun with qi disappeared quickly after a few seconds, and the talisman paper also burned by itself, turning into a mass of ashes.

Wu Shilang raised his head to take care of the errands, and after confirming that it was safe, he turned his attention to Daoist Qianhe and said, "Hey, Master Qianhe, you are really a master, and the things that transmit messages are so magical!"

Chapter 56 Seven-star Longyuan sword, one shot into the soul

night,

Inside the bamboo house, the Taoist priest with four eyes was holding some coconut shells, and there were many carving knives on the table.

The friend of the Shenji Sect that I met before the corpse gave him some production methods of gadgets, and he would study them from time to time.

For example, the sound transmission tube with a rope connected between two bamboo tubes was made by the four-eyed Taoist priest himself.

Jia Le lit a candle for Priest Simu, and asked curiously, "Master, why are you carving these coconut shells?"

"You care so much?" The four-eyed Taoist stared at Jia Le angrily, and said with hatred,

"Look at your senior brother Kaiyun, who has been practicing in the house, you should learn from him!"

"Got it, Master!"

Jia Le scratched his head, said something perfunctory, and hurried to the side, otherwise he would be scolded in front of Master!

The four-eyed priest didn't even raise his head, so he knew that Jia Le was about to slip away, and said directly, "Why are you going! Hurry up and offer incense to the patriarch, go to bed early, and get up early tomorrow to practice morning exercises!"

"understood!"

Holding her mouth shut, Jia Le reluctantly walked to the portrait of the patriarch, lit a stick of incense, and bowed.

After finishing the work, Jia Le saw that Taoist Master Simu was concentrating on making coconut shells, then quietly opened the cabinet beside him, and took out the microphone from inside.

Jiale cautiously walked to the side balcony, saw Qingqing tidying up the table, and happily threw the end of the microphone at Qingqing's feet.

Qingqing picked up the bamboo tube and looked at Jiale suspiciously.

Jiale pointed to the bamboo tube and motioned Qingqing to listen to it, but he said to the bamboo tube, "How are you? What are you doing? Over!"

The sound came to Qingqing's ears through the rope. Qingqing felt it was very novel. She also imitated Jiale and put the bamboo tube near her mouth and said, "I'm making your clay doll. This thing is amazing. It's so far away. Can transmit sound!"

Jia Le heard the voice of the goddess in his heart, and smiled brightly on his face. He said, "Of course, if you like it, I will give you one tomorrow."

"Okay!"

Qingqing readily agreed, and then she didn't see Lin Kaiyun's figure through the balcony, and unconsciously remembered what happened during the day, her face was slightly red, and she asked a little coyly,

"Jia Le, is Lin Kaiyun here? Tell him to try this microphone too!"

"what?"