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Chapter 267 Two Years Later

Just when Wu Liang picked up the kitchen knife, two bloodthirsty zombies lost control, one of them rushed towards him, and the other rushed towards the old man in gray robe. In the blink of an eye, the old man in gray robe was bitten off by the bloodthirsty zombie. .

"Dead!" Relying on his body that could never die, he did not dodge or dodge. When he was thrown down by the zombie, he swung his knife away. With a sound of "Poof!", the head of the bloodthirsty zombie fell off.

At this moment, another zombie who killed the gray-robed old man threw him down with lightning speed, raised his knife and landed, and one of his heads fell to the ground. The bloodthirsty zombie who lost his head couldn't die anymore!
"My body is too strong. Could it be that the gods are helping me?" Seeing that the wound on his neck disappeared without a trace, Wu Liang thought about it. When he heard roars, he looked around and his scalp went numb.

But seeing countless zombies around, running towards him stiffly, and seeing the costumes of the zombies, he already understood where the zombies came from, obviously they were transformed from the people who were bitten to death by the zombies!
Even if a body of the highest level of Chaos Supreme Treasure is sealed, its strength is still comparable to that of the highest level of Chaos Supreme Treasure. How can it be shaken by mere Zombies at the Jindan stage? The previous bite and blood sucking by zombies are nothing but illusions created by clones!

"It's everyone's responsibility to eliminate demons and protect the way!" Seeing the dense crowd of zombies swarming, Wu Liang took off the universe bag of the gray-robed old man, put it in his arms, held the kitchen knife bestowed by the gods, and went straight to the nearest one. Zombies rush away.

"I'll chop!" With a bold shout, the kitchen knife in his hand swung down obliquely, and the zombie's head fell off.

"I'll chop, I'll chop, and I'll chop again!" One knife to the left, one knife to the right, one knife up, one knife down, one knife after another, one after another, the heads of the zombies were chopped off one after another. No time to hesitate, no time to be afraid!
"These zombies are too weak, they are not my one-shot enemies at all!"

Like chopping melons and vegetables, Wu Liang felt an indescribable sense of arrogance when he chopped down zombies one by one on the spot.

He was ravaged by two bloodthirsty zombies at the golden elixir stage before, not because of his lack of strength, but because the bloodthirsty zombies at the golden elixir stage are too strong, ordinary zombies are powerful and fast, not to mention the bloodthirsty zombies at the golden elixir stage !
The magic cow's powerful formula has reached the ninth level. Wu Liang's strength is very strong. Even if he is much weaker than the bloodthirsty zombies in the Jindan period, he still has a huge strength of [-] catties. one!
After a long time, seeing the separated corpses and the blood-stained town, he felt a little creepy, lit a cigarette, and after taking a few puffs, he looked up to the sky and prayed: "God, can you give me some gasoline?"

Gasoline was pouring down like a downpour. In an instant, the entire town except Wu Liang was doused with gasoline. The wooden houses were soaked, and the corpses were covered with gasoline.

"Ashes to ashes, dust to dust, don't blame me for not taking action ahead of time. I am also terrified when I encounter such a scene. Killing the gray-robed old man is purely a fluke. You all go well!"

Standing outside the small town, looking at the messy and dead people inside, Wu Liang took out the lighter, lit a dead branch, and then threw the dead branch on the gasoline.

"Hoohoo!" In an instant, the town turned into a sea of ​​flames.

In the next two years, he asked people about the situation in the cultivation world, and at the same time participated in the assessments of various cultivation schools.

Now he knows that the realms of a cultivator are: Qi refining, foundation building, Jindan, Yuanying, out of the body, distraction, fusion, transcending calamity, and Mahayana. The currency used by cultivators is spirit stones. Middle grade, top grade, best grade.
"Qingshan Jianzong said that I don't have a sword heart, so I'm not suitable to be a sword cultivator!"

"Dan Yunzong said that I can't calm down, the wood and fire attributes are not outstanding, and I am not suitable for alchemy!"

"Tie Yufeng said that I can't bear hardships, and scream loudly at every turn, so I'm not suitable to be a body trainer!"

"The Fulumen said that my comprehension is not good enough, and I couldn't successfully draw the talisman seal, so they shut me out!"

"Huohuoshan said that I am not resistant to heat, I cannot enter the refining room, and cannot refine magic weapons!"

"Wanzhenmen said that I was too impatient and couldn't stand the complexity of the formation!"

"Wu Leizong said that I am too old and missed the best time to practice!"

"The only one sect of cultivation with a radius of thousands of miles is this one-knife sect. If I can't even enter the sect of one sword, I have to go far away and continue to participate in the assessment of the sect of cultivation. Or kill people and plunder goods and become a talent by myself!"

Looking at the sword-shaped mountain in the distance, Wu Liang was in a very complicated mood. In more than eight months, he failed a total of more than 100 assessments. His confidence was frustrated, and he doubted whether he had the talent for cultivation!

After calming down, he walked towards the foot of the mountain in a leisurely manner. He had already inquired clearly about the conditions for becoming an outer disciple of the Yidao Sect. He only needed to climb up the Dao Mountain to become an outer disciple of the Yidao Sect.

Daoshan Mountain, as its name suggests, is like a giant long knife with a buried handle.

"The mountain of knives is so high that it is extremely difficult to climb up. If you are not careful, you will fall off the cliff!" Looking at the dead bones on the ground, and then at the towering, straight and steep mountain, Wu Liang bit his head. Gritting his teeth, he climbed up with both feet.

"The kitchen knife bestowed by the gods is extremely sharp. If you use a kitchen knife to open the way, you will definitely be able to climb the knife mountain. However, the knife mountain is the residence of the Yidaomen. It will also lead to death!"

Dispelling the idea of ​​using a kitchen knife to open the way, Wu Liang climbed up tremblingly. Fortunately, he was strong enough and knew three things. In less than ten minutes, he climbed more than 300 meters.

"There is a place to stay here, take a rest here, so as not to find a place to rest when you are too tired!"

Climbing up another 200 meters, he stood on a raised place with both feet, begged for some cooked food from the gods, and ate it with trepidation. After he was full, he rested for a few minutes before continuing to climb up.

"It's getting dark, find a slightly safer place, and climb up tomorrow!"

Looking at the left and right sides, and then at the top, Wu Liang crawled towards a place where vines grew. A few minutes later, he came to the side of vines, tested the strength of vines, and smiled knowingly.

He stepped on the concave part of the rock with one foot, and stepped on the protruding part of the rock with the other, and tied his body with vines. Seeing that the sky was dark, and it was pitch black three meters away, he was secretly glad.

"God, can you give me a roast chicken?" Wu Liang looked up at the sky and said sincerely.

A roast chicken fell from the sky, he reached out to catch it, thanked it, and then started to eat it hungrily.

He was deeply afraid that something strange would happen when he fell asleep. When he thought of falling from a height of several thousand meters and being smashed into meat sauce, he was terrified. How dare he sleep?How can I sleep?

"God, can you give me a cup of strong tea!"

"Thank you god, thank you god!"

"God, can I have a cup of coffee?
"Thank you god, thank you god!"

"God, can you give me a can of Red Bull?"

"Thank you god, thank you god!"

Wu Liang, who had no courage to sleep, asked the gods for some things from time to time. Unknowingly, he had a strong desire to urinate, and when he couldn't hold it back, he turned around resolutely, and a flying stream flew down tens of thousands of feet!

Silently apologize to the dry bones at the foot of the knife mountain, he has no choice but to urinate on the knife mountain, not to mention the distance is too close and the smell is too bad, if someone from Yidaomen finds out, it's no wonder he isn't punished!
(End of this chapter)