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Chapter 1515 The Living Dead

Rather than being living people, they are living dead.

There is no spiritual power in the body, but it cannot be used, cannot be able to understand the Tao, and cannot be able to understand the laws.

Their lives are incomplete.

Only this life span that is exchanged for a huge price is real.

Without surprises, it would be difficult for them to die.

After listening quietly to the old man, Ling Zhi's surprise was beyond words.

The origin of this world is so complicated.

"How is it? Now I know, I can't use a sword at me, right?" the old man hummed, "If I hadn't felt the faint Chinese aura on you in advance, my palm that slapped your shoulder would be a sword!"

Ling Zhi glanced at him and ignored him.

The old man's cultivation is indeed good, but it is really unlikely to hurt him.

"Those two white bones just now?" Ling Zhi frowned.

"It's just some dead servants. I remembered their care for me during my lifetime, and couldn't bear to bury them. I had obtained their permission in advance and refined them into their current state."

"If they die, you won't let them go!" Ling Zhi said contemptuously.

"Get out, if it weren't for you, I might not have taken a step for decades. How could they need to serve me?" The old man was angry and stared at Ling Zhi's beard and angry.

It’s just a pity that when Ling Zhi tried to ask for more details, the old man was confused. He didn’t even know the Fang Xiang family cemetery in the distance.

It seems that the long-term sleep, coupled with the missing soul, caused many conditions in their bodies, especially in the soul body.

The speed of their soul aging is very slow, outrageous.

But their bodies are far from being able to withstand such a long time to temper and waste.

This is why their bodies reveal a strong dead aura.

This is also why they always use sleep to replace their activities.

Their body is dry and we need to try our best to avoid using the strength of the body to maintain the integrity of the body.

"If you didn't try this thing?" Although his words were disrespectful, he was his ancestor after all. Ling Zhi was quite friendly and took out some elixirs from the ring and handed them over.

The old man was stunned for a moment, reached out and grabbed the medicine bottle in his hand. When the pill was poured out, a hint of surprise appeared in his eyes.

"Okay, okay, I'm worthy of being my descendant of China, with the same blood flowing. I came out to greet you, it's true!" The old man shouted a few times, Gao Xin took out a elixir and swallowed it carefully.

The medicinal power in the spiritual pill warmed his body, causing a trace of roundness to appear on his body, and some extremely light blood color appeared on his body.

His condition is obviously much better.

"This spiritual pill alone can last for decades!" He smiled, put away the remaining spiritual pills with a heart, and looked at Ling Zhi nervously.

That look was the expression of the big bad wolf seeing the white rabbit.

What ancestors, fine traditions, the inheritance of China, and the messy things were all pulled out by the old man.

Ling Zhi laughed at him, but he was not angry. He probably chose some and threw the pills that added qi and blood to the ring to the other party.

The old man and his team were so deficient that it was obviously impossible to refine the elixir by themselves.

In this case, spiritual elixir is something that cannot be more valuable in this world.

In the outside world, although there are not many spiritual pills that increase the power of qi and blood, they are not precious. However, here, they are top-level spiritual pills, which have a fatal temptation and life-saving effect on the old men and the others.

"How many living dead people are like you in this world?" Ling Zhi asked intently.

"Many, each ethnic group, each tribe, and each planet, piled up, countless. But later, it seemed that something happened, and almost died. The rest were all hiding in their own places. If they could not waste their physical strength, they would never waste it."

"In addition to this place, there is also a city, which is made of stone city and piled up with stones."

"Well," the old man thought for a moment, "There are not many cities, very few, and no one has the skill or energy to build them. However, in the southwest direction, about 100,000 miles away, there is a stone city, but the stone city is a bit strange."

“Why?”

"If you don't come up, I accidentally knew the stone city. I don't know the specific ones. If you want to go, you must be more attentive." The old man took Ling Zhi's elixir and spoke seriously and became much gentler.

I talked a lot with the old man.

There is no record of how long the earth has, and why they existed in the past, but unfortunately the old man was not the group of people back then, but just their descendants, so he is not clear about this.

After knowing the origin of the Chui and confirming that he could not ask for anything else, Ling Zhi bid farewell to the old man and walked out of the ancient house.

"Since we have the fate to meet, I will give you this thing." When Ling Zhi was sent out of the ancient house, the old man suddenly took something from a red pink bone and handed it to Ling Zhi.

"I'm happy to keep it up. Although I don't know what it is for the ancestors to leave it, it must be of great use since I'm leaving it alone." Finally, a trace of warmth appeared in the old man's eyes, and he had been reminded of Ling Zhi, a junior.

This is a ball, stone-like. No matter how you look at it, it looks like a ball ground out of an ordinary stone.

The size of a palm is not special except that it is very heavy.

This ball is as heavy as several mountains, and is very magical in terms of weight.

"Um."

Ling Zhi turned around and was about to walk outside the city, when suddenly a dull sound came from an ancient house somewhere in the city.

The sound was pressing towards Ling Zhi as soon as it appeared, and in an instant, it enveloped Ling Zhi in front of her.

"Take the sword, heart!" The old man shouted softly, suddenly rushed out of the door, waved his dry palms, and slapped into the air.

Bang.

I don't know what he bumped into, and his body was smashed back like a cannonball, coughing up a mouthful of blood.

The blood was spit out, and after the old man had eaten the elixir, some of the qi and blood that had just recovered had instantly dissipated.

Blood is very important to them.

It is already difficult for these living and dead bodies to produce blood by themselves. The stimulation of that spiritual pill has just stimulated some blood, which is very rare.

Ling Zhi had a gloomy face, glanced at the old man, took out the Xuanyuan Sword in response, and slashed towards Kong.
Chapter completed!
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