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"Come here." The young man waved to Zhu Hongying.

Zhu Hongying did not dare to be disrespectful in any way and walked up to the young man very obediently.

She doesn't have the majestic appearance of the previous master of the Vermillion Bird Hall, and looks no different from her daughter-in-law.

"Open your mouth and eat."

The young man put a dark purple pill into Zhu Hongying's hand and looked at her quietly.

Zhu Hongying had sweat on her forehead. This elixir didn't look like a good thing.

"this..."

"This pill is called the Corpse Transformation Pill, and all disciples of Ghost Corpse Temple must take it after they start."

The young man saw Zhu Hongying's concerns and told him about the effect of the elixir.

"Without the help of this elixir, it would be impossible for you to enter the corpse path."

After saying that, the young man tapped the Corpse Transformation Pill in Zhu Hongying's palm.

"After taking this pill, you need to come to me every month to receive the Corpse Transformation Pill for five years."

"Once you stop taking the Corpse Transformation Pill, not only will your cultivation be reduced to nothing, but you as a person will also turn into an unconscious zombie."

"See those zombies we used?"

As he spoke, the young man pointed to several coffins in the room.

"Those are disobedient disciples. They have been taking corpse-transforming pills for many years, and the quality of the zombies they produce is also very high."

"I don't want you to become one of them."

"Thank you, senior brother." Zhu Hongying gritted her teeth and threw the dark purple pill into her mouth.

She had no choice now but to take the elixir or die.

Feeling the elixir enter her belly, Zhu Hongying knew that she would never be able to escape from the control of the Ghost Corpse Temple.

Just yesterday, Zhu Hongying successfully escaped from the radiation range of Qiyang City and found a long-abandoned hunter's cabin.

But before she could calm down for a while, several zombies fell from the sky and brought her here with a beating.

She knew that these people were disciples of the Ghost Corpse Temple, and she didn't dare to resist at all.

How could a mere mortal warrior be the monk's opponent?

Then there is the current state.

Fortunately, Zhu Hongying hid the soul-enchanting hairpin, otherwise she might not be able to save her life, let alone revenge.

"Very good." The young man nodded with satisfaction, grabbed Zhu Hongying's wrist, and helped her quickly absorb the power of the Corpse Transformation Pill in her body.

"The revenge will begin soon. Tomorrow I will go to Qiyang City to start setting up the blood sacrifice array."

"I know what you want to say."

Zhu Hongying was about to open her mouth to say something, but was interrupted by the young man.

"Then Chen Heng is nothing to worry about, he is just a little mortal warrior."

"What's more, the elders of the Qi generation of the Wutong Divine Sect are not very central figures, so it is normal for them to be killed."

"You just need to remember that after I help you take revenge, hand over the soul-enchanting hairpin to me."

"understand?"

The young man pinched Zhu Hongying's face and grinned evilly.

"I understand." Zhu Hongying replied obediently and stood aside honestly.

"Master, not only do you want the things in the Tomb of Hundred Corpses, I also want them."

"Then it depends on who has better means."

The young man's eyes became vicious and sharp.

He secretly read the master's notes, which clearly stated what existed in the Hundred Corpse Tomb.

That was an opportunity to become a god, how could he let it go!

Moreover, none of the three keys to the Hundred Corpse Tomb are in the master's hands. This is his perfect opportunity.

"Thanks to Junior Brother Qingliang, otherwise the soul-suppressing bell would definitely be in Master's hands."

The soul-suppressing bell in the hands of Taoist Qingliang was originally obtained from an antique shop in the Jade Fan Kingdom.

That trash didn't even know the true purpose of the soul-suppressing bell, and only used it as a magic weapon.

It's a pity that I underestimated Chen Heng and only let a corpse slave snatch the soul-suppressing bell, otherwise the treasure would be in my hands now.

But this can be considered a good thing. Once his master finds out, he will never be able to keep the soul-suppressing bell.

"Just stay here and don't wander around. Someone will naturally come to find you when things are over."

"Presumably you won't wander around, after all, you have entered my ghost corpse temple."

Zhu Hongying said nothing and stood silently motionless.

"Junior Brother Yuan, let's go to Qiyang City to set up a big formation."

The young man stood up and left the room, taking away a disciple of Ghost Corpse Temple.

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The chief rudder of the Wuling Gang, the main hall.

Gou Longxun held Bai Jun's hand enthusiastically and kept pulling him close.

"Little friend Bai Jun, if I hadn't had the talent to practice Taoism at the beginning, maybe the two of us would have been brothers."

"oh oh."

Bai Jun and Chen Heng are almost the same age. They grew up in the True Immortal Sect and have been alone in the mountains for four years. How have they ever seen such enthusiastic people.

For a moment, I felt a little at a loss.

"Little friend Bai Jun, don't be nervous. You and I, an old man, have nothing to say, but there is a young talent in my gang. You two should be able to talk together."

Seeing that Bai Jun was a little embarrassed, Gou Longxun stopped trying to get close to him.

"Xiao Qi, where is Chen Heng?"

Putting Bai Jun aside to drink tea, Gou Longxun quickly walked to Qi Longhu and asked.

"I can't come. I asked someone to call him."

Qi Longhu was also a little anxious. The two of them were almost 250 years old together, and they had nothing in common with Bai Jun.

"Gang leader, is this kid really a cultivator?"

Qi Longhu looked at Bai Jun who kept showing off snacks in his mouth, and couldn't help but ask.

"And he looks a little younger than Chen Heng. Can he deal with the Ghost Corpse Temple?"

"We can't let people die."

"Never underestimate a cultivator." Gou Longxun's eyes instantly became serious.

"Despite his young age, once he truly becomes a cultivator, our entire Five Spirits Gang will be no match for him."

"Well, Chen Heng doesn't count as a human being."

"As for the view of ghost corpses..."

Gou Longxun sighed and shook his head helplessly.

"Just do your best to obey fate."

"If you can hold it, hold it. If you can't hold it, take your men and run away to Heming City."

"That should be the safest place besides Zhenxi City."

"Gang leader..." Qi Longhu's heart skipped a beat. It seemed that the gang leader himself was not sure of guarding Qiyang City.

"Don't worry, we still have Chen Heng..."

Before Qi Longhu finished speaking, Chen Heng's loud voice sounded at the door of the main hall.

"Gang leader, are you looking for me?"

I saw Chen Heng striding in, glanced at Bai Jun who was showing off his snacks, and then walked to Gou Longxun.

"Chen Heng, come here, I want to tell you something..."

Gou Longxun's eyes lit up and he waved to Chen Heng.

Chen Heng was originally quite curious about who this so-called 'immortal' was, but he was starving to death for a long time.

"Gang leader, tell me."

Chen Heng came close to Gou Longxun.

"We two old men have nothing to say to him. You can take him out to play later."

"Try his quality by the way, don't be too harsh..."