Reborn Zombie Daoist

Chapter 102
Under the abyss of heaven, the cave of a hundred-year-old Taoist.

Shachen stood up from the ground, grabbed the air, and the Qiankun bag of the centenarian Taoist flew into his hand.

Spiritual thoughts penetrated into it, and this time there was no obstacle, and he easily let the Qiankun bag recognize the owner, without hesitation, he sorted out the things in the Qiankun bag openly and aboveboard.

After a while, Shachen withdrew his divine thoughts and his eyes showed excitement.

The Qiankun bag has a lot of space, at least the size of a [-]-square-meter house, and it is twice as big as the Qiankun bag in Sha Chen's hand. It is empty and there are not many things in it.

More than a dozen dark and deep stones were put together sideways, and seven pieces of snow-capped ice the size of a grinding plate were faintly visible in the rising cold air.

The dark stone is the mother of iron, a kind of natural and earthly treasure produced in iron ore, and it is an excellent material for refining magic weapons.

Snow Mountain Xuanbing is not much inferior to Iron Mother. It can be used for refining and cultivation. It is a must for practicing the Ice Sword Art. The Four Cold Swords in Shachen's hand are made of Snow Mountain Xuanbing .

In addition to Iron Mother and Snow Mountain Xuanbing, there is another good thing.

Concentrate on the fragrance!
This is an incense stick refined from three kinds of spiritual herbs. After lighting it, it can clear the heart and refresh the mind, and it is not easy to get mad during cultivation.The most important thing is that Ningshen Incense can condense the primordial spirit and is highly sought after in the spiritual world. Even a hundred-year-old Taoist who practices the golden elixir method often carries it with him.

It's a pity that there are only two left in the Qiankun bag.

"Good thing, it just so happens that my soul is lacking. If I have enough Ningshen incense, I can shorten the time to temper my soul. After returning home, Uncle Teng must pay attention to the whereabouts of Ningshen Flower, Qinglingvine and Blue Yin Grass."

"What's left is worthless."

Value varies from person to person.

For ordinary people, the five boxes of silver ingots in the Qiankun bag can make them rich overnight. For ascetics, especially for landlords like Sha Chen who are not short of money, it is the icing on the cake. Open a few Lancome cosmetics stores, that's all.

What else could it be?

These few boxes of silver ingots, I'm afraid I can't even buy the smallest piece of iron mother...

After counting the contents of the Qiankun bag, Dust searched the inside and outside of the cave again. After confirming that there were no omissions, he blasted a big hole in the cave with his palm thunder, drove the ice sword to widen and dig deeper, and buried the bones of the hundred-year-old Taoist. Buried in, the right should be buried in the ground, and a little repayment for the centenary Taoist's kindness in preaching.

"Senior, goodbye!"

Leaving the cave, Shachen lifted Lei Gang's body, looked back at the cave, and flew up into the sky on the flying carpet, before disappearing into the thick fog.

The dark stony place was dead again.

After an unknown amount of time, a ball of flames lit up in the darkness, and the sound of rustling footsteps came from far and near, and a figure walked over holding a torch.

This man was thin and thin, wearing a dirty white short-sleeved jacket on his upper body, gray shorts on his lower body, a pair of black rag shoes with his toes exposed, a pair of glasses, and messy hair, just like a beggar.

If Ma Xiaohai and Yu Dachu were here, they would definitely recognize him. He is the famous lunatic in Gantian Town, who stammers and guards the mountain temple Wangcai.

The tomb of Empress Dowager Cixi was opened, and Shachen proposed to burn the tomb with Ziwu fire. The Sichen man Mao Xiaofang mentioned was him.

In fact, Wangcai is not a lunatic, he just stutters, has an introverted personality, is not good at dealing with people, is often bullied, has no relatives, no place to live, and is lonely, so he lives alone in the mountain temple, far away from Gantian Town, and eats when he is hungry Wild fruit, drinking mountain spring when thirsty, like a wild man in the forest.

His only friend is Lei Xiu.

Holding a torch, Wangcai came to the stone ground, and seeing the bones burned to ashes on the ground, a trace of astonishment appeared on his dirty face.

Hesitating slightly, he actually walked towards the cave, but instead of entering the cave directly, he picked up a stone and threw it, and the stone flew into the cave smoothly.

"Gone!"

Wangcai was overjoyed, and happily ran into the cave holding a torch. Judging from his behavior, it was not the first time he had come here, he had been here many times before, otherwise he would never have known that there was a sword array guarding the entrance of the cave.

Prosperous wealth goes away in good fortune, and comes out in defeat.

All the good things in the cave were scavenged by the sand and dust, and he would be a ghost if he could pick up the leaks. Besides, if there was no sand and dust to break the sword array, he, an ordinary person, would not be able to enter.

"No!"

Wangcai drooped his head, listless, as if aware of his loss, the black brick in his left hand suddenly flashed a strange red light on the surface, and a trace of cool breath poured into his body, dispelling the dullness in his heart.

Wangcai looked surprised, and looked down at the black brick in his hand.

He found this black brick next to the hundred-year-old Taoist's futon, and Sha Chen also saw it, thought it was an ordinary stone, and ignored it.

Feeling the comforting breath from the black brick, Wangcai hesitated slightly, and quickly left the stone ground with the black brick in his arms.

The black brick was clinging to his thin clothes, and red lines suddenly appeared on the surface. The color was bright and strange, like blood vessels, sucking and flowing blood.

Wangcai didn't notice anything.

……

"Nanyang descending technique with all solutions?"

Sitting cross-legged on the flying carpet, Shachen casually flipped through the book in his hand, his eyes showed surprise, he thought this descending technique was useless, but after reading it, there was something unique about it.

The top ten descending techniques mentioned in it, beheading descending, flying head descending, Moluo descending, ghost oil descending... each has its own advantages and is strange and unpredictable.

Nanyang Jiangshu was born out of Yunnan Gushu.

Among them, Mo Luojiang is the main descending technique of Nanyang Jiangshu. It is divided into ten levels, and the ten levels are perfect.

When Lei Gang broke the Star Dou Fumo Formation, he used Mo Luojiang to take away the starlight and counteract the sand and dust. The power is not bad.

If he hadn't received the inheritance from the hundred-year-old Taoist priest, maybe Sha Chen would practice it.

In addition to various descending techniques, the book also mentions three interesting things, one is snake puppets, the other is unaiyi, and the third is yin and yang corpses.

Snake puppets use snake Gu to control human corpses. Refined by secret methods, their bodies are hardened and can revive human corpses. They also possess certain characteristics of snakes, such as spitting venom.

Ummies, don’t get involved with mummies. The two are very different. Mummy is a dead body, and Ummies are descending techniques. It is similar to a snake puppet. It is wrapped in gauze and is in the shape of a human. It is infinitely powerful and invulnerable. It is a bit like a zombie. , but does not have the growth potential of zombies.

In the end, this yin-yang corpse is very powerful. It is said that it is the most powerful in the descending technique. Every descending master takes pride in refining the yin-yang corpse all his life.

The yin and yang corpses are refined from the corpses of a man and a woman. They are hermaphrodite, both men and women. All laws are invulnerable, and only those born at the time of the ten spirits can restrain it.

"Yin-yang corpse, ten thousand dharma does not invade?"

"What the hell!"

The sand dust directly puts the Baijie of Jiangshu into the Qiankun bag, the yin and yang corpse is awesome, and it is considered to be invincible if it reaches the state of night travel, and a casual day travel master can kill it, and it is still invincible, so why not go to the sky Woolen cloth.

(End of this chapter)