It’s the end of the world after becoming a mountain god!

If Wei Yan could really cultivate zombies that were equivalent to living people, no matter those who wanted to achieve immortality or those who wanted to use zombies as weapons, they would surely not be able to remain indifferent.

I remembered the monster in Lijiagou that had several arms and was a combination of various animal parts.

Although its attack power is indeed very strong, I have to say that it looks a bit disgusting.

Besides, such a disgusting and huge thing cannot be hidden at all. I'm afraid everyone would run away as soon as it shows up.

If it was a zombie like Ali who looked almost like a human, he would probably die without knowing how he died!

If one day the world is filled with zombies like that, what will the world become?

I was instantly frightened by my own association!

Song Tang shook his head vigorously. Impossible! How could anyone have the ability to create so many zombies silently?

"Thank you, Master Ma, for clearing up my doubts. I have another request."

"Please tell me. As long as it is not against morality, I will do my best." Master Ma bowed.

"I will temporarily leave your sect in two days, and I will take Wei Yan and A Li with me."

Since Song Tang is going to the Dragon Palace, he must take Wei Yan with him. Wei Yan can't leave A Li, so naturally they have to go together.

Most importantly, she was somewhat concerned about Ali's appearance and was really worried about leaving him with the corpse driver.

Sect Leader Ma also guessed where Song Tang was going, but he did not expose him. He only hesitated for a moment before agreeing.

"You can take both Wei Yan and A Li away! I have an unwelcome request, so please forgive me, Lord Mountain God. If there are any uncontrollable factors in the future, can you spare their lives for now? Send them back to me, and I, I, I will do it myself!"

He shared Song Tang's concerns. If Ali really achieved the immortality he had promised, there would be endless troubles.

By then, they would probably become the object of competition among countries around the world, and even if he tried his best, he would not be able to protect them.

Rather than letting them be used as experimental subjects for others, he would rather kill the children he had raised himself!

Song Tang nodded seriously: "I promise you."

Things may not be that bad, but since he has agreed, Song Tang will definitely do what he says.

Song Tang declined Master Ma's idea of ​​personally sending her back, and followed the scent she felt, walking all the way to the courtyard where Yan Fei and the others were.

She had basically concluded that the little blue dragon must have left something for her in the Dragon Palace, otherwise he would not have gone to the trouble of leaving a little demon to guard it.

However, the spiritual energy has been rapidly depleted since more than three hundred years ago, and there has been no spiritual energy at all in the past hundred years. The situation of that demon clan is probably not very good.

Otherwise, they wouldn't have been forced to ask a four or five-year-old child for help. Something must have happened at that time.

Song Tang thought about it and took a detour to Wei Yan's house.

"Master Song, I'm about to sleep, what are you doing here?" It was as if I had written on my face, "You disturbed my rest!"

The corner of Song Tang's mouth twitched slightly. Can you turn off the sound of the game? Besides, I want to sleep.

"I'll ask you a question and then leave." Song Tang stood at the door and didn't go in.

She glanced around the room and saw Ali sitting obediently on the sofa, his eyes fixed on the screen of the mobile phone on the table.

She didn't know if it was an illusion, but she felt that Ali's eyeballs seemed to move just now.

The view was suddenly blocked, well, not completely.

The petite Wei Yan had just reached Song Tang's mouth when she realized that Song Tang was looking at A Li, and subconsciously moved her body to try to block her sight.

Finding that he couldn't stop her at all, Wei Yan raised his hands without hesitation and said loudly: "Ask quickly, and leave after you're done. I'm still busy teaching Ali how to play games!"

The two had been together for a while, and Song Tang had never found her to be so aggressive.

It seems that Wei Yan is particularly concerned about everything related to Ali.

Plus, she doesn't hide her emotions, so her hostility becomes particularly obvious.

Retracting his gaze, Song Tang asked, "I know that the one in your body is a dragon ball. You go to the Dragon Palace every year. What are you looking at?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Ali, who had been staring at his phone, instantly moved to Wei Yan's side.

She grabbed Wei Yan's outstretched hand! This hand was only a few centimeters away from Song Tang's neck.

Song Tang raised his eyebrows. Did this little guy just want to kill someone to silence him?

"The Lord of Dragon Palace and I are old friends. I have no ill intentions." Song Tang tried to explain, but it was obvious that Wei Yan didn't believe him.

I saw Wei Yan running back into the house with his hand on Ali's coffin.

My goodness, are you trying to kill yourself?

Song Tang pointed his toes and quickly floated behind him, "I'm going to Dragon Palace in a few days. If you are interested, you can come with me. Then you will know that I didn't lie to you."

Wei Yan had already lifted the coffin weighing hundreds of pounds, and Song Tang floated directly out of the yard.

He may be young, but he has a bad temper!

However, it also indirectly proved that Wei Yan was indeed a reliable person. She had indeed kept the matter entrusted to her by the little demon secret until now.

When they arrived at the courtyard arranged by Master Ma, Yan Fei and his friends were still awake and cooking egg noodles in the open-air kitchen in the courtyard.

Thinking back to the last time I cooked noodles for Yan Fei, Wei Kangyu and others were still around.

It was clearly something that happened not long ago, but it always feels like a lifetime ago.

"Master, you're back. It's just right, we can eat the noodles soon!" Yan Fei held a pair of chopsticks in his hand.

It seems that the person who cooked the noodles is this rich second generation who is lazy and doesn't know the difference between grains?

Song Tang suddenly didn't want to eat noodles anymore. Anyway, it didn't matter whether she ate or not.

"Huff, it tastes pretty good." Song Tang said as he ate noodles, "I have something to tell you after we finish eating."

Several people each took a large bowl of noodles, which was filled with two fried eggs and a few slices of cabbage.

"Okay! Eat first, if it's not enough, there's more. I'm starving!" Yan Fei said as he lowered his head and took a sip of soup.

The soup is rich and juicy, with the aroma of wheat and fried free-range eggs. In one word, it’s delicious!

It turns out that the food you cook yourself is the most delicious!

They finished their noodles in no time. Song Tang wiped his mouth, took out a few books from his backpack and placed them on the table one by one.

"This is what I started organizing after I took you in. This book, The Way of Talismans, records most of the talismans I know." Song Tang pointed to another book, "This is the book Array Formation, which records some basic array formation knowledge and how to use simple array formations."

After that, he took out the thinnest book from under the two books, "Don't look at this book as thin, it is the most difficult to learn and the most useful one. It records a kind of footwork, which can be regarded as a life-saving weapon given to you by your master. If you fight with others in the future, don't resist if you can't win, remember to turn around and run. In this world, there should be few people who can catch up with you."

"Master, why do you look like you're going on a long journey? Even if you are, with your speed, it would only take you a few minutes to come back. Why do you need to prepare so many things?"

Yan Fei shifted his attention away from the three books, and he keenly noticed the subtext in Song Tang's words.

Song Tang laughed: "It's better to be prepared. If the teacher really leaves, you still have to continue learning, right?"