When Zhang Yang saw the abnormal speed of the flying magic weapon, he subconsciously associated it with the escape weapon, without thinking that it was so boring.

After a long time of emotion, I saw the White Witch Corpse King wearing green fluffy and could not fly in the air with his power. It seemed that he was not a flying zombie, but a hair zombie.[]

Zombie level classification, jumping corpse, wandering corpse, purple zombie, black zombie, hair zombie, flying zombie, drought zombie, mortals corresponding to human cultivators, Qi refining stage, Foundation building stage, Golden Elixir stage, Nascent Soul stage, God Transformation stage, and Tribulation stage.

I heard from the little white-faced Weng Qingyu that one of the three disciples of the White Witch Corpse King is a Mao Zombie and the two are black Zombie. Then, it seems that the White Witch Corpse King is the peak of the Mao Zombie King or even the Great Perfection.

I thought to myself, and looked at the scenery on the ground, but I didn't realize that time passed.

Not long after, the White Witch Corpse King's speed dropped sharply.

"It's here!"

As he spoke, the White Witch Corpse King reached out and shot a jade slip, and shot it into the ground through the air.

As the jade slip was approaching, the surrounding scenery changed a little. At the sight of the eyes, there were still continuous mountains; however, the trends and shapes of these mountains were completely different from what I saw just now.

Moreover, the sun shines brightly, the situation of green waters and green mountains disappears. The mountains are filled with thick fog and the rippling wind is rippling, which is daunting.

Zhang Yang looked down at the ground clearly, and a strange look immediately appeared on his face.

"What? Have you been here?"

The White Witch Corpse King immediately noticed the change in Zhang Yang's expression and asked.

"No! I just didn't expect that there would be such a place in these 100,000 mountains."

Zhang Yang's face was quiet and he explained casually. But he was already in a mess.

U-shaped valley! This is actually U-shaped valley!

However, I don’t know what happened in the U-shaped valley now. It is no longer as lush as before. It looks a bit like a line of gorge, with rich yin energy and long mist.

...

The White Witch Corpse King glanced at Zhang Yang, not sure if he believed it, but he did not continue to ask.

The two landed on the ground.

"This is the newly established branch address of my Corpse Refining Sect. You can live here for a while! Until your master comes to pick you up."

The White Witch Corpse King spoke.

After knowing that this was U-shaped valley, Zhang Yang guessed the identity of the White Witch Corpse King. Therefore, he was not surprised to hear him say it in person.

Following the White Witch Corpse King, the two of them walked along the way, and they all bowed one after another when they met the guards, and they held the tribute very respectfully. It can be seen that the White Witch Corpse King has a great status.

Zhang Yang looked around and found that the yin energy was rich, just like the essence. If he hadn't been in the U-shaped Valley for more than a year, he would have thought that this place would have been an excellent yin place.

Zhang Yang didn't know what method was used by the Corpse Refining Sect to turn a valley with beautiful mountains and rivers into a foggy shade in several years. However, without thinking, it must be related to the Yin Spring.

Thinking of Yinquan, Zhang Yang's eyes turned sharp.

That thing that should belong to him was snatched away by the Corpse Refining Sect. Now the White Witch Corpse King seems to be polite, but in fact he is coercing himself to come here. If he has the chance to escape, he may have to get back some interest.

"Master Protector." A voice interrupted Zhang Yang's contemplation.

When I saw that a monk with a slightly fat figure, wearing a black Taoist robe and a blood coffin on his back was bowing and bowing.

The White Witch Corpse King has a zombie identity. He can actually live in peace with human cultivators like the Corpse Refining Sect, and it is a bit weird.

Of course, it is definitely not suitable to ask this question now, so I can only find opportunities to figure it out in the future.

"Zhou Xingwen, this is my guest of the Corpse Refining Sect. You will be responsible for the next period of time. Don't neglect it." The White Witch Corpse King pointed at Zhang Yang and said.

"Yes, Master Guardian." Zhou Xingwen, a slightly fat monk, agreed respectfully.

The White Witch Corpse King paused slightly and continued:

"Let him live in the No. 36 practice room!"

Now, Zhou Xingwen was stunned, but he quickly realized:

"Affect the order, Lord Protective."

The White Witch Corpse King handed over a jade slip and waved his hand. Zhou Xingwen took it and immediately led Zhang Yang to leave.

Along the way, he didn't think of Zhang Yang's identity as a corpse. He was extremely polite, which made Zhang Yang feel a little uncomfortable.

You should know that aside from the identity of zombies, Zhou Xingwen is a foundation-building cultivator, and his strength is only at the ninth level of the corpse.

In the world of cultivation, strength is the most respected. High-level monks look at low-level monks, like ants. It is rare for Zhou Xingwen to be able to hold them with courtesy.

However, Zhang Yang also knew that it must be Zhou Xingwen who misunderstood his relationship with the White Witch Corpse King this time. Once he knew the truth, his attitude would probably turn 360 degrees.

Zhang Yang was too lazy to explain, and even felt a little happy with this misunderstanding from the bottom of his heart. At least the next period of time would be easier and it would be much more convenient to do things in the future.

"This fellow Taoist please go here."

Zhou Xingwen led Zhang Yang to a cave.

Zhang Yang is familiar with the nearby terrain and knows that it is not far from Yinquan Cave.

After entering, I saw that the mountain belly was almost hollowed out, which was a huge hall. This kind of project volume was absolutely huge.

Around the hall, there are winding corridors that lead to where they are.

Zhang Yang knew that there were masters everywhere here, and he adhered to a low-key style, and did not dare to use his spiritual sense to detect it casually. If he caused trouble, he didn't know if the White Witch Corpse King would come to protect him.

When I walked into one of the corridors, I found stone doors on both sides, with the words "No. 1, No. 2..." engraved on them.

The "Sanshilu" cave is located at the end of that corridor.

Zhou Xingwen took out the jade slip given by the White Witch Corpse King and slammed it into a depression on the stone door.

Boom-

A huge sound echoed in the cave, and the stone gate slowly opened.

The two of them walked in. The moment they stepped into the stone gate, a cold and cold breath came to their faces.

A line of separation, the Yin Qi in the cave is extremely rich, more than ten times more than the outside. If it is an excellent Yin land outside, the effect here is not weak compared to the Nine Yin land. Zhang Yang couldn't help but stretch his body and felt extremely comfortable.

It seemed that he could see Zhang Yang's feelings, Zhou Xingwen explained with a smile:

"These stone chambers are the main cultivation areas of our Corpse Refining Sect. Even the core disciples can come in to practice for a few days a month. The Dharma Protector actually asked you to live in his exclusive stone chamber. This is really a very common treatment! I think the relationship between the Daoist and the Dharma Protector must be extraordinary, right?"

This is a test.

Zhang Yang naturally couldn't explain how clearly he said, "I'm going to say that I'm going to say a word:

"He has always taken care of me, and I am so grateful to me!"

Zhou Xingwen felt a little nervous. The word "old man" was not used casually. It seemed that this junior, who must be a guardian, had no doubt that he was respectful and he became a little heavier. He made up his mind to take good care of this old man.

Don’t look at the fact that they are just wandering around now, maybe one day they will break through and surpass themselves, which is not easy!

Think about it, how can ordinary people transform their bodies into zombies from such a weak point and follow the path of absolute corpse cultivation?

In the cultivation world, in order to pursue pure power and permanent life, some monks are very coveting the powerful zombies. They turn their bodies into zombies by taking over the body or practicing the Nine-Turn Magical Art.

However, these techniques have always been rare and extremely precious.

Of course, even if you have martial arts, only a few people with extreme thoughts are willing to transform themselves into zombies. Even in the Corpse Refining Sect, such existence is rare.

These thoughts flashed through Zhou Xingwen's mind, and he said with a smile on his face:

"Fellow Taoist practices with peace of mind. Just greet me if you lack anything, and don't disturb me."

After making some politeness, Zhou Xingwen withdrew and the stone gate closed again.

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