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56 Chapter fifty-six
Chapter 56, Beimang Corpse Demon, Fascinating
After leaving Xinshui Ranch, Yun Qing walked to Guiling Temple along the road that the crazy old lady once walked. en8. When encountering nomads on the road, they will stop and help one or two from time to time. Where there are people, there is chaos between right and wrong, and it is easier to see the hidden secret in the chaos.
In the past few days, she has had more contact with nomads and even grassland cultivators, and she also has a general impression of the walking corpse sect.
Speaking of which, the Walking Corpse Sect is really a sect born and raised on the grasslands, it seems that it suddenly appeared a hundred years ago. There are quite a few new sects of this type almost every day. Ordinary loose cultivators have gathered a few acquaintances, and they can take some magic weapons and occupy a mountain top.
The Zong Zong inheritance of the Walking Corpse Sect is called Bone Erosion and Turning Corpse**. Most cultivators will think of the true corpse transformation method of the Beimang Zombie Demon Sect when it comes to this name. The banner of the orthodox Demon Dao said that his inheritance originally came from the Northern Mang Corpse Demon Sect.
Naturally, no one will believe these words. There is a world between the orthodox and the Nanfeng Continent, and there are countless islands in the South China Sea. What's more, the true method of corpse transformation of Beimang Corpse Demon Sect is the orthodox inheritance of the Great Dao, and its Taoism has its own atmosphere, and the corpse corpse of this corpse sect is nothing but evil and cruel. stand out.
The Loose Cultivation sects always try their best to put gold on their faces, not to mention an orthodox demonic way, even the ancient gods have been forcibly dragged many times. Therefore, most people are still flattering on the surface and sneering behind their backs.
Yun Qing has never been in contact with the inheritance of the Northern Mang Corpse Demon Sect, and naturally it is not easy to judge the relationship between the Walking Corpse Sect and the corpse, but she knows that it is impossible to touch the Heavenly Dao just by eroding bones and turning corpses. Erosion of bones and corpses, practice as a living corpse or a dead body, and gain strength by devouring living beings. This is at best a set of not very powerful spells, and it is absolutely impossible to call it "Dao".
But the person outside the painting standing behind the other side made Yun Qing very concerned.
At this time, she was walking on the moonlight, and the bright moonlight was completely swallowed by the black flames covering her body. When the true qi of the Great Sun and Black Sky Wheel is pure, the resulting magic flame will be as black as ink, swallowing light and devouring the soul. This raging demonic flame blended perfectly into the darkness, hiding her fast-moving figure.
Anyway, she is used to not sleeping, so she usually gathers news between herdsmen and loose cultivators during the day, and travels late at night when the yin is in full swing.
In the early spring of the grassland, the snow melts, the frost and dew are deep and cold, and the breath becomes crystals. Yun Qing's scarlet monk robe was wrapped in black magic flames, and a sharp arc was raised in the wind.
Tonight does not seem to be as peaceful as it used to be.
A small digging sound came from not far away. This boundary is already close to the foot of the Daxue Mountain, and there is frozen soil under the snow. This small voice is crisp and dull.
A thin, bamboo-like figure was working hard to pry the soil with a shovel, but it was freezing cold. As soon as the shovel went down, it was frozen with the ice and snow before it could be pulled out. "Ya*wen*yan*qing*first*post"
The digger wiped off his sweat, poured some hot water from a large water bladder on his body, and when the snow and ice on the surface had almost melted, he put down a few more shovels. After dawdling like this for most of the night, the diggers dug a shallow hole.
He looked into the shallow pit, his eyes lit up.
"Hey, the hunter who just froze to death today is very strong. In such a cold day, the corpse must still be used when dug up." When he saw the corpse buried in the snow, he was full of energy, and the movements in his hands became more and more active. The faster it goes, the more undisguised the voice becomes.
After a while, the body was carried out by him. In the middle of the night, this person was not afraid of being close to a cold corpse, but was extremely excited.
He placed Orion's body carefully, letting him stretch his limbs and lie flat on the snow.
"My corpse worm has finally worked once, hehe, this time, put on this body and go back and see who dares to contradict me!" He smiled and took out a small jar from his arms, he unscrewed the lid, Pry open the mouth of the hunter's corpse and stuff the small jar inside.
Then he stripped off all the clothes on Orion's body, cut a hole in his fingertips one by one, and scribbled on the corpse with blood.
Yun Qing's mind was not bound by the darkness of the night, so she could clearly see the scribbled characters on the corpse. After reading it back and forth several times, she couldn't help frowning.
The thin bamboo pole was bleeding and his face was extremely pale, but the joy in his expression became stronger and stronger, and he was only one step away from pouring his soul into this new body.
Just when he was concentrating and was about to leave the body, the dark night before his eyes suddenly cracked, and a scarlet color appeared in the dark night.
Yun Qing swept away the magic flames all over his body and stood in front of the thin bamboo pole.
"Where did the things you wrote on the corpse come from?" Yun Qing asked with a frown, her face a little gloomy.
Where did the thin bamboo pole think that he had dug up his corpse for a long time, but there was still someone watching? He was so frightened that he lost his mind and pointed at Yun Qing shiveringly, unable to say a word for a long time.
"I ask you, where did those words you wrote come from?" Yun Qing's tone was slightly harsh, and the thin bamboo pole woke up with a jolt.
"Word, word...?" He was confused.
"It's what you wrote on the corpse." Yun Qing didn't expect that this guy didn't even know what he wrote.
"Ah, ah? I, I don't know what that word is?" Thin Bamboo stammered as he spoke, apparently frightened by her.
Not only did he not know what word it was, but it seemed that he didn't even know that those intricate strokes were actually words.
"Just tell me where you learned it from." Yun Qing looked at his deadly blue-black complexion and tried his best to soften his tone.
"This is the bone-eating and corpse-turning ** given by my teacher..." The thin bamboo pole answered honestly, and then covered his mouth angrily, "Oh my mother! I’m definitely not on the same path as those evil ways, I…”
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His words came to an abrupt end, a huge shadow shrouded behind him, and Aman stretched out his hand and snapped his neck.
The thin bamboo pole fell to the ground softly, blood was still flowing from the tips of his ten fingers, and the cervical vertebrae pierced his throat. His whole body was like a punctured cloth bag, and the thick blood-red color came from his body. A steady stream of seepage into the vast snow.
Yun Qing stretched out his hand, and a little black flame burst out, turning the two bodies into ashes in the blink of an eye. Aman smirked and stood beside her, with the blood that had just splattered on his face.
"Clean it up." Yun Qing handed him the square inch cup. Then he leaned over and stretched his hand into the pile of hot ashes. The book of heaven started to run little by little, and the miraculous fluctuations penetrated through the two corpses turned into ashes, penetrated through the snow here, and extended all the way to the foot of the Daxue Mountain.
Yun Qing stood up, and then used a few tricks to raise the ashes in all directions. As soon as the wind blew, there was no trace left.
When she looked up, she realized that Aman had been fiddling with the glazed cup for a long time to no avail, so she had to pinch another trick to help him clean it up.
"Let's go." Yun Qing said to Aman indifferently, the demon flames all over his body lifted up, wrapping her in it.
Aman howled in a low voice and quickly followed her, bringing mud and snow with every step he took, making the movement very loud. Yun Qing disguised herself well, but as soon as she caught up with this stupid big man, she was exposed. She glanced at Aman, and helplessly dissipated the black flames from her body.
Even if he didn't open his mind, Yun Qing hoped that he would learn some common sense, even if it was the most rigid and puppet-like imitation. However, things like "walking quietly" and "washing your hands when killing people" cannot be learned no matter how many times they are taught, which makes Yun Qing always wonder if she is a little defective in her ability to express herself. She usually brings Aman with her like a giant baby, and she has to do everything herself.
But if one day Aman can learn everything at once, then it would be troublesome.
Yun Qing followed the subtle sense of the scriptures and walked over until he found a few people who were as skinny as the corpse digger under the snowy mountains.
Like the man just now, they were frail, with a rotten smell, and they didn't seem to be alive. These guys are probably deceased who have changed their bodies several times, and they must be people of the Walking Corpse Sect.
Yun Qing put Amang into a square inch cup, the magic formula in his hand changed, and his heart became clear.
As her gestures became more and more complicated, a white fog gradually appeared in the night, and several disciples of the Walking Corpse Sect found themselves walking in the sea of clouds without knowing it. In the distance, there was a palace of immortal palaces and a battlement of the city wall. If you listen carefully, there are still the sounds of people, animals, carriages and horses. They walked along what they saw in their hearts, and their eyes gradually became dull.
Above this sea of clouds, the gigantic mirage phantoms squatted, and the clouds turned into terraces.
A mirage, dreaming of entering the heavenly palace.
Two years ago, Yunqing's mirage technique could only be used on one person, but now it can condense a mirage.
Yunqing has collected so much information along the way. I thought it would be useful. After all, the more I know, the more I can calculate. But the secrets of the two corpses just now were still dark and unclear, and she could only barely chase down to the foot of the snowy mountain.
She was lucky enough to bump into two walking corpse disciples at once. This time, she didn't plan to spend all her energy to figure out the secret, and directly dragged those people into the illusion with a mirage. Although this illusion was created by the phantom of the mirage, it was constructed by taking advantage of the mental barriers of the disciples of the walking corpse. Let them take themselves to The Walking Dead.
Sure enough, one of the disciples looked at the distant immortal in palace costume, and said with laziness, "It's much more beautiful than Senior Sister..."
Suddenly his face changed, and a charming and beautiful senior sister appeared in front of him.
"What did you say?" Big Sister said angrily.
The disciple was shocked and apologized repeatedly: "I was wrong, I was wrong! Senior sister, I didn't mean that! I mean you are the most beautiful! No one is more beautiful than you..."
Senior Sister poked his forehead, then covered her mouth and ran away with a smile: "If you sincerely apologize, come to my room and say it..."
The disciple laughed madly, followed in her footsteps and ran away.
As soon as Yun Qing saw that man started to leave in a daze, he got Aman out and waved, "Come on."
Aman came over.
"Stay here to meet him, don't go anywhere, and get rid of people like him when you see him." Yun Qing pointed to the disciple who stayed where he was.
Seeing that Aman was walking towards the remaining disciple, she also turned around and chased the other one.
There might be something dangerous in this Walking Corpse Sect, and she couldn't let Aman get trapped in it with her.
One life is two lives, as long as Aman lives, she can't die.
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