infinite factory system

Chapter 263
When Uncle Jiu heard the words, he leaned over and lowered his head to look into the coffin.I saw the dead body surrounded by black air during the day, but now there was no black air at all.In addition, the facial features and face have also undergone subtle changes, making him look much younger and more pleasing to the eye.

Under the dimly flickering candlelight, the entire corpse gave off the illusion of a faint white glow.

Uncle Jiu shook his hand, crushed the incense in his hand, and said in a low voice, "Quick, close the lid!"

Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai hurriedly pushed the lid on the coffin and asked anxiously, "Master, what's going on?"

"It's broken, it's broken..." Uncle Jiu murmured while pinching the hand, "It shouldn't be, it shouldn't be... The evil energy is suppressing the shadow, the white light is rising into the sky, this is going to become a spirit!"

Xie Kai, who was lying in the coffin, couldn't help laughing secretly when he heard Uncle Jiu's words: "What is becoming a spirit? I don't know, my boss obviously wants to become a fairy!"

All the meridians and meridians of this physical body have been opened up, completely modified according to the standards of the world of Jade Immortals and the world of Immortal Sword, and it already has the ability to automatically absorb the essence of the sun and the moon.

It is no exaggeration to say that even if there is no Xie Kai at this time, if this corpse is placed in the wilderness, it will really become a spirit after a few hundred years.

It's a pity that Uncle Jiu wanted to break his head and couldn't figure out what was going on, so he had to shout to the two apprentices: "Go and prepare paper, pen, ink, knife, and sword!"

Anyone who has read the original book knows that the two apprentices that Uncle Jiu took in were not very intelligent.Hearing Uncle Jiu's arrangement, they both asked stupidly, "What?"

Uncle Jiu explained helplessly: "Yellow paper, red pen, black ink, kitchen knife, wooden sword! Do these two brats want to piss me off to death?"

Seeing that Uncle Jiu was about to get angry, the two of them hurriedly prepared the items.After preparing all the things Uncle Jiu needed, Qiu Sheng asked curiously: "Master, you said that this thing is about to become fine, so can these things alone be able to calm it down?"

"These ordinary walking corpses are almost enough with just these. But if it's this one..." Gritting his teeth, Uncle Jiu reached out and pulled a small gourd hanging from his waist, holding it in his hand and said in a deep voice, "Just I can use the Nine-Bend Wujin passed down from my ancestors."

With that said, Uncle Jiu ordered his two apprentices to kill the chickens, take the blood, mix it with ink, and then draw spells and refine talismans.Then a drop of golden liquid was dripped from the small gourd, mixed with chicken blood ink, and then poured into the ink fountain.

"Take it," Uncle Jiu handed the ink fountain to Qiu Sheng, and said in a deep voice, "Go, flick it on the coffin, remember, every side of the entire coffin must be flicked on the line!"

Xie Kai was lying in the coffin, he could hear the movement outside clearly.Xie Kai was not worried about snapping the thread to seal the coffin, because he knew that Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai forgot to snap the bottom of the coffin onto the thread because of their fight.

What interested him was the so-called "Jiuqu Ujin", which didn't appear in the original book. Could it be because the zombie wasn't strong enough at the time, so Uncle Jiu was hiding his clumsiness?

As Qiusheng and Wencai flicked the thread on the coffin one by one, Xie Kai immediately noticed something was wrong.The essence of the sun and the moon and the aura of heaven and earth that I had inhaled quickly were hindered, and they were not as smooth as before.It's as if there is an extra mirror beside you. Although it can still bask in the sun, it blocks most of the ultraviolet rays.

Fortunately, the bottom of the coffin did not spring up, so Xie Kai could still absorb spiritual energy from underneath.

"Uncle Nine is Uncle Nine, he really has some skills."

Xie Kai slowly moved his body that was much softer than before. Although this time he couldn't even bring the light wings and wheel eyes, but with the transformation of his powerful soul power, he has now become the first person to cultivate immortal energy. zombies.

Xie Kai still doesn't believe that he can really stop himself with a mere ink fountain bullet?

"Okay, are you ready to play?"

"No, there is one piece that hasn't been ejected?"

"where?"

"It's... your face! Hahaha..."

"Ah, you bastard, don't run, just wait for me..."

Hearing the sound of Qiusheng and Wencai playing and playing gradually faded away, Xie Kai tried to open his eyes again.This time, the eyelids loosened a few times, opening a gap slightly.

"Huh, it turns out that the stronger the physical body is, the less pressure it will have on oneself?" Xie Kai closed his eyes again and started to exercise, "It's almost time, it should be soon."

The night gradually deepened, the crescent moon rose, and the power of the moon's yin became more and more pure.

The bottom of the coffin where Xie Kai was lying was covered with frost at this time, traces of cold force rose from the surface of the coffin, forming a white mist visible to the naked eye, so that the temperature of the mourning hall where this coffin was placed was higher than that of other rooms. Ten degrees lower.

After an unknown amount of time, Xie Kai took a long breath, and he sucked in all the rising cold air, and then he opened his eyes.

"Without the wheel eye, I'm really not used to it."

Xie Kai rolled his eyes a few times, and was just about to break out of the coffin, when suddenly he found a few purple spots of light in his field of vision for no reason.

"Well, what's going on here?"

Xie Kai blinked his eyes, turned his head a few more times, and found that this light spot only appeared when he opened his eyes, and would move his position as his vision moved.

Six dots?

Could this be the six specific soul fragments?
Xie Kai raised his hand, and the coffin sealed with ink fountain string suddenly scattered.Then he flew straight out from inside and landed firmly on the ground.Feeling the four protruding fangs and the long golden nails on his fingers, Xie Kai smiled bitterly.

Even if you become an immortal, you can't change the fact that you are a zombie.

But it doesn't matter, blood-devouring beads and soul-destroying rods that are ten thousand times more bloodthirsty than zombies can be suppressed by Xie Kai, let alone the bloodthirsty nature of zombies.

Xie Kai moved his shoulders a bit, puffs of black air emerged from his body, and quickly corroded the former government into powder, replacing him with a decent black windbreaker.

This is decent, that shroud looks uncomfortable.

After everything was ready, Xie Kai was about to leave.Suddenly the door of the mourning hall was pushed open, and Uncle Jiu rushed in with a mahogany sword in his hand. He was shocked when he saw Xie Kai: "You have become a spirit so quickly?"

"You're a fart!" Seeing that the six purple light spots didn't fall on Uncle Jiu, Xie Kai heaved a sigh of relief, and said unhappily, "My boss is practicing the authentic immortal art. You, the Maoshan Taoist priest, are very righteous."

"You can still talk? Sure enough, you have become a spirit!" Uncle Jiu gritted his teeth and raised his mahogany sword. "If you let you go out, I don't know how many lives will be harmed. Even if I die today, I will punish you!"

"Sacrificing the way of Mao, being righteous in the way of Mao."

Xie Kai didn't even look at the mahogany sword stabbed by Uncle Jiu, and let the mahogany sword stab himself hard.Then Uncle Jiu saw a few sparks burst out from the tip of the sword, not to mention stabbing Xie Kai, but it didn't even pierce Xie Kai's transformed clothes.

"what?"

Uncle Jiu was startled.

Looking at Uncle Jiu who was stunned, Xie Kai who was just about to raise his foot to kick out, thought for a while, considering Uncle Jiu's lower body and the rest of his life, he finally retracted his foot, and then slapped him out casually.

"Boom..."

Uncle Jiu slammed his head against the wall and passed out.

And until this time, Wen Sheng, who was in charge of guarding the mourning hall next door, was still sleeping and snoring loudly, like a dead pig.

(End of this chapter)