Chapter 32: Blood coffin

Half an hour later, the entrance to Yinquan Mountain.
The dark-haired bearded man squatted on the ground, examining the wounds of corpses such as Wang Yao.
"It was killed by a zombie! Look at the wound in purple and corpse invasion; coupled with the heavy anger here, corpse transformation has occurred. If you ignore it, the next full moon night will become a jump corpse."
The dark-haired bearded man reached a conclusion, then sighed and said:
"In the end, I am with the same door. Although they are not doing well, they can't watch them turn into zombies and not enter the reincarnation. I have to work hard for them to take away their corpses and find an opportunity to return them to their hometown! "
The old man with black beard said, holding a trick in his hand.
咻咻 咻
A ray of black light passed by, and several quasi-zombies on the ground were being collected into the blood coffin behind them.
Being able to collect so many zombies at once, it can be seen that the quality of the blood coffin of the Old Man with Blackbeard is quite good.
The skinny middle-aged man next to him saw his face slightly changed.
It is said that zombies are born of resentment and filth, and are not old, immortal, or immortal. They are discarded by the three realms of the heavens, earth, and men out of the six beings, wandering and displaced. The essence of blood is food, and the blood of all beings is used to release endless loneliness.
怨 The heavens and the earth here are resentful and filthy, which is commonly known as Yin.
Zombies are formed when people are buried in the corpse burial ground after death—that is, the so-called shady ground. After long-term erosion of yin, there is a certain chance of corpse change.
If the living person is killed by a zombie, because the corpse poison invades the body, as long as they are buried in the corpse burial place, corpse changes will definitely occur.
According to the physical constitution of the deceased, the quality of the zombies formed is different.
Zombies formed by the bodies of these cultivators have great potential for advancement. They are extremely rare materials in the eyes of corpse repairs. As long as they are shot in the underground city, they can sell for a good price.
The thin and middle-aged man knew his master so much that he didn't believe that the other person would kindly send the corpses back to his hometown. In all likelihood, he would send them to Fangshi.
怎么 "What? Do you have any thoughts?" The old man with a black beard asked, looking at the expression of his disciples.
"No! No! Master's patience and justice really admired his disciples!" The thin, middle-aged man hurriedly fisted and said.
"Hum!" The old man with a black beard snorted coldly, and his consciousness was released.
The next moment, walking towards a piece of rock not far away. With strength, he kicked two or three hundred pounds of stones with one kick, revealing the land with new turning marks below.
The foundation period of the construction is a natural one for human monks, and it is extremely difficult to cross. Once it is crossed, it is a world change.
The monks at the base period of construction are the true "immortal masters" in the mouths of mortals in the mundane world. They can fly with the sword, they can release their consciousness, and have a longevity of 500 years ...
The old man with black beard was just a scan of consciousness, and found the place where Zhang Yang buried the blood coffin.
"Dig it!" The old man with black beckons signaled to the black thin middle-aged man next to him.
"Yes, Master." Hei Shou middle-aged promised, found a piece of stone and started digging.
Fortunately, Zhang Yang's buried book was very shallow, and without much effort, it was dug up.
The five-foot-long blood coffin was placed side by side.
"Five! Three missing! I want to come to the other side is also a corpse repair, but they fancy Wang Yao's blood coffin! Hahaha! If he just escaped, after more than a day, we really have nowhere to go; However, he was greedy and took away three blood coffins. Huh! How could I get the things from the corpse door so easily? These three blood coffins will become his lifeblood! The mark on the coffin is erased, otherwise, as long as he is within a thousand miles of the neighborhood, we cannot escape our tracking methods. "
"Master, some of my disciples do not understand. Listening to the meaning of your old man's words, it seems very certain that the enemy itself will not be the master of the foundation period?"
"That's for sure! Look at the traces of fighting around. If it was a high-skilled person, would it cost so much to kill Wang Yao? I can conclude that the enemy is a corpse repair, and the means are better Wang Yao is so high on the line. It is much worse than you! "
"Oh, Master, your old man is so smart!"
The look of the skinny man in black and his admiration made the old man with black beard very useful.
"Let's see where that 歹 ren fled!"
The old man with black beard said, took out a compass-like thing, and squeezed his hands.
I saw a silver needle in the center of the compass rotating rapidly, but could not determine the direction.
The old blackbeard sighed and took the compass back:
"It seems that the 歹 man has recovered the blood coffin into the bag. However, unless he never takes it out within a thousand miles, I can find it immediately."
Even so, the old man with black beard is still a bit lost.
I glanced at the entrance to the cave where the wind was blowing. When I first arrived, I scanned it with my senses and determined that there were no other people in the hole except a few stupid zombies. And those zombie maggots are just like the scent of this sect, so do n’t ask what is going on.
The dark-haired bearded old man walked in first.
Huh! Boom! Boom!
Alas!
But it was the zombies who smelled alive and jumped over.
The dark-haired bearded old man waved.
Huh!
After a few flashes of Huangmang, the zombie had a town corpse on their foreheads, and immediately lowered their arms and fell backwards.
After Zhang Yang killed Wang Yao and others at that time, he picked a few powerful zombies and took them away; before leaving, he ripped off the other town zombies of the other zombies and put them in the cave for the purpose of giving Add a little trouble to the mortuary door.
For the fallen zombie 傀儡, the old man with black beard didn't even look at it, walked straight into Dongfu, with a dozen eyes, went directly to the central stone platform.
I patted the heavy sarcophagus, and felt that the big guy weighing several tons could not handle it with bare hands.
So I pinched a law in my hand and said something in my mouth:
"Five elements, move mountains and rivers! Listen to me, anxious like a law! Disease!"
Reached a finger.
A few tons of sarcophagus rose up slowly in a flash of Huangmang, and fell to the ground on the side.
Woo!
The moment the sarcophagus was opened, a thick sullen gas burst out.
The dark-skinned old man saw this, and then he was completely relieved.
"Haha! Yinquan! Yinquan of pretty good quality!"
"Huh? This is ..."
The old man with black beard, who was laughing, found the small black beads rising from the air, and suddenly his eyes brightened.
I reached into the Yinquan and picked up one, looking carefully, and soon, my whole body was shaking with excitement:
"This is ... this is Yin Ningzhu!"
I did not see what the old man with black beard did, UU reading www. Uukanshu.com has several dark-colored boxes on its hands. Although these boxes are not made of inkstone, they are enough to hold Yin Ningzhu.
No matter what was originally in the box, just throw it aside and put this Yin Ningzhu in the box. Then continue to reach out and fish down.
I have to say that the flexible movement of human monks in the foundation period is not comparable to the zombie Zhang Yang.
Within a moment, a few boxes were already full.
Looking at the beads that are still rising in the Yinquan, the old man with black beard sighed with regret, and turned to the thin and middle-aged humane next to him:
"Shilong, this is Yin Ningzhu, I believe you have also heard of it. If there is a container, you can take it with ease. It is estimated that people coming from the division will not question these things."
The thin middle-aged man named Shilong just saw Master sacked the baby and had drooled greedily. Hearing the order now, immediately rejoicing:
"Thank you, Master!"
He said, stepping forward, patted the slouching bag on his side, and took out three small black bottles.
The old man with a black beard showed a surprised expression when he saw this. Obviously he did not expect his disciples to bring such a "weapon". The three bottles contained more things than their boxes, and I was jealous.
The thin middle-aged man pleasedly turned back and smiled at Master, lying prone on the side of Yinquan. Within three hours of tea, the three bottles were already full.
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PS: Please rest assured that the good stuff of the protagonist will not be taken away by others. Either Yinquan or Yin Ningzhu, sooner or later will be the protagonist. The mortuary gates just help save it, and they will be sent back soon!