Reborn Zombie Supreme

Shadowless Cliff.

The waves hit the rocks, and the man stood like a sword on the rocks, looking at the water.

Wearing rotten animal skins, with the sword in his hand stuck to mud and rocks, he looked more like a savage than the legendary sword god.

Luo Zhiqiu held the child in her arms and looked up at the man, waiting for his reply.

"Let me ask you, what is the most evil force in the world?"

"The most evil force in the world is death," Luo Zhiqiu thought for a moment before replying.

The man turned his head, his face full of vicissitudes of life, "I just can't defeat this force, so I don't have the guts to go to Montenegro to fight grandma again."

"However, there is one thing in the world that can defeat this force, and that is love."

"I love my life..." Feng Qingtian said.

Luo Zhiqiu, who had regarded Sword God as his last chance, naturally tried his best to persuade him, "If you live your life for others, it will not be in vain. If you live only for yourself, it will be a mediocre life. Sword God, half of your life is yours." Traveling across the world and being proud of the world, you should know this better than me."

Feng Qingtian raised his head and laughed, "Hahaha, this life is not in vain, a mediocre life. In fact, a mediocre life is not in vain. Being a human being is the hardest thing in the world. I have experienced seven emotions and six desires, birth, old age, illness and death."

"Sword God, are you unwilling to help me go to Montenegro to fight my grandma and save my wife?"

"What is a mere wife of Luo Zhiqiu..."

Seeing Luo Zhiqiu holding the child in her arms with despair in her eyes, Feng Qingtian raised his head and sighed, "Yan Chixia, I taught you how to get started, but in the end I asked you to help me realize my enlightenment."

Looking at the scholar holding a baby who was waiting to be fed, Feng Qingtian said loudly, "I don't know how many people's wives are suffering in the world. If I don't take action, who should? Hahahahaha!!"

The laughter is like a sword, piercing the clouds and breaking through the sky!

Take off the animal skin and put on the carcass armor.

He cut off the long beard on his lips and flicked his fingers to shake off the mud and rocks on the sword's edge.

The Sword God Feng Qingtian's sword was unsheathed again, and with a flick of his wrist, the ten-foot-long sword penetrated the rock like tofu, silently splitting the giant rock two people high into two halves!

Looking at the brand new Feng Qingtian, Luo Zhiqiu felt relieved and said, "Thank you Sword God!"

The sword was sheathed and Feng Qingtian nodded, "Go to Black Mountain and beat grandma!"

Luo Zhiqiu gritted his teeth and followed Feng Qingtian with his child in his arms. If the Sword God lost, their family would undoubtedly die. Since it was like this, whether to hide or not didn't make much sense.

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Erlonggou, Qingfengguan.

There are seven tile-roofed houses with no residents around.

The thin old man in a linen robe squatted on the three-story stone steps, puffing on his pipe in the moonlight.

Watching the three people approaching in the distance, he quickly stood up and wiped the dust off his buttocks.

"Brother!"

The old man selling dog meat nodded and said, "I was stopped halfway."

"By whom?"

"I was delayed because of something, so I was pulled away by a scholar."

The thin old man nodded, "I'll go take a look tomorrow."

"I'm here to talk to you, but I haven't introduced you yet." The old man turned sideways to let go of the banshee and zombie beside him. The thin old man was not surprised when he saw them.

"King of Corpses, this is my junior brother Zhang Daoling, he is more capable than me."

He Cheng nodded and listened to a few riddles. He had some guesses in his mind, probably related to Yin Yang Dharma King.

The tree was so big that it attracted the wind, so he took action casually, but he didn't expect to attract the attention of such a small group of people. If he really created a zombie army, he might actually be able to attract heavenly soldiers and generals to the earth.

"It's cold outside, come in and sit down."

Zhang Daoling put his hands into his cuffs, turned sideways, tilted his shoulder near the door, and generously invited the zombies and banshees to come in and sit down.

Stepping on the overturned stone brick road, bypassing the incense burner, I was pushed into the house by the strong wind in the wild mountains and forests.

There is a picture of Lao Tzu riding a green ox upside down, with spider webs crawling on the side.

Zhang Daoling lit the fire and added two pieces of wood.

The face burned by the fire is like a zombie, sometimes red and sometimes black.

After being silent for a while, the old dog-meat man spoke, "We sneaked into the Yin-Yang Realm not long ago, and we wanted to sneak attack the Yin-Yang Dharma King, but he saw through it. The Yin-Yang Dharma King is invisible and impermanent and has great powers. We are brothers and we are no match."

He Cheng grabbed a piece of firewood and threw it into the brazier. He looked at the sparks that were smashed open and grinned, "Just open up and talk about specific actions. I'll see if the corpse of a thousand-year-old demon is worth it."

"The corpse of the thousand-year-old monster... was actually dropped by our master."

The old dog-meat man rolled his eyes, Zhang Daoling nodded and opened the door and walked out. A strong gust of wind came in through the crack of the open door. When the door was closed, the whistling wind in the wilderness could still be heard.

"We have to find a way to lure the Yin-Yang Dharma King to the Yang Realm, so that we can kill him."

The old man used an iron rod to hook the firewood to make the fire burn brighter.

"You want me to enter the Yin-Yang Realm and trick the Yin-Yang Dharma King into the Yang Realm?"

He is not a big girl, and he does not have this charm.

"No." The old man threw away the iron rod and retracted his hands into his sleeves.

Turning his head to look at He Cheng, he quickly turned back and shrank his neck, "The Yin-Yang Dharma King will definitely come to the Yang Realm. Although he does not have a human form, he has human desires. The Yin-Yang Realm is now stable, and there are people who are fleeing. For the sake of his Yin-Yang Dharma King With prestige, he will definitely come to the underworld."

"You Feng?" He Chenggang heard this name from their conversation.

"Yeah," the dog-meat old man snorted and didn't continue. He didn't want to reveal his plan.

He Cheng didn't bother to ask. He didn't want to get involved in the Yin Yang Dharma King and the underworld, so it was only for the sake of the thousand-year-old demon corpse that he was allowed to come to Qingfeng to meditate for a while.

If it doesn't work, grab it. He Cheng is not prepared to leave empty-handed.

Zhang Daoling finally came back, holding a cloth bag.

The cloth bag was still stained with a lot of dust.

"Pooh!"

He waved his hand to fan away the dust and opened the package. Inside was a yellow tiger skin folded in four directions, and next to it was a wine jar with a yellow seal attached.

Tiger skin also has a touch of evil spirit, and the smell of evil spirit is no worse than that of tree demons.

Zhang Daoling grabbed the seal and tore open the slit, "Those tiger penises, meat, heart and liver are all in the jar, now continue?"

He Cheng nodded, "Tell me, what exactly do you want me to do?"

"The Corpse King has no karma on his body. Instead, he has killed many evil thieves and monsters who caused harm to the world. He still has Buddha nature in his body. I believe he can definitely achieve the right path in the body of a zombie."

Zhang Daoling first raised his hand and praised him, and then praised him three points before asking for help.

The two Taoist priests are both experienced in the world.

But what they said was right. He Chenglai really didn't do much harm to anyone in this world. Even those bandits died in Zhang Susu's hands. Instead, he kept doing "good deeds" of subduing demons and slaying demons.

This is also strange. It seems that the world has changed, and all the people he killed in his previous life are left behind. In this life, he is still a kind zombie.

"That's why we want to ask the Corpse King for help. As long as you promise Yin Yang Dharma King, when we besiege Dharma King again, you and I will definitely win if we cooperate inside and outside."

He Cheng also didn't understand their optimism.

Two Taoist priests who have not yet achieved the golden elixir want to kill the 'immortal' level Yin and Yang Dharma King. No matter how clever their plot is, it is useless.

"You don't know the cultivation level of Yin Yang Dharma King?" He Cheng asked.

"I know! We are going to ask Master Taiyi to come out."

When Zhang Daoling mentioned Master Taiyi, both brothers' eyes were filled with admiration.

"Master Taiyi is said to be only one step away from becoming an immortal."

There is only one step, but it is a world of difference. No wonder they have to pave the way for cooperation inside and outside.

"I can promise you, but if the Yin Yang Dharma King doesn't come to me, there's nothing I can do about it."

If Yin Yang Dharma King really comes to your door, it will be difficult to handle.

"The Yin-Yang Dharma King himself said that he admires the ability of the Corpse King very much, and I believe that the Yin-Yang Dharma King will invite you to join the Yin-Yang Realm in the next two days. In fact, the Yin-Yang Dharma King has already invited the female ghost king from the underworld to the city of vain death, but was rejected. If Yin Yang Dharma King doesn’t come to you and take these things away, we won’t let you, Corpse King, do more.”

He Cheng was not polite and picked up the jar, "Okay, then I'll go back to Montenegro tonight and wait for the letter."

"Thank you, Corpse King, please go slowly."

He Cheng nodded, and the banshee picked up the cloth package and followed.

After walking fifty miles toward Montenegro, He Cheng stopped and jumped.

"Master, do we really want to help two old bastards deal with Yin Yang Dharma King?"

"If you take something from someone else, of course you have to help!"

He Cheng smiled, wondering if he had told a joke that even he thought was funny.

Bang, smash the jar and pull out the shriveled tiger demon heart.

Finally, the conditions for promotion were met.

You can be promoted to Feizheng!