Zombie simulation, I was burned by the ninth uncle again

At this time, Qiu Sheng, who had nothing to love in life, had forgotten his fear in his heart.

Looking at the corpses crawling out of the ground, he really wanted to run, but he couldn't.

After trembling on the spot for a few seconds, his body finally slanted and fell slowly, hitting a broken tombstone.

"Boom!" The ancient tombstone shattered in response, and on the shattered tombstone, it could be vaguely seen that it was some kind of powerful Taoist talisman.

The tombstone shattered, and a strong zombie wearing tattered armor burst out of the ground. With green eyes, he glanced at Qiu Sheng who was lying on the ground.

"Roar!" He roared up to the sky, and the corpse energy in his body continued to radiate, and he seemed to have one-tenth of Ren Mu's demeanor.

In the mass grave, the group of muddled corpses rushed to kneel down, and then slowly moved towards a direction full of corpse energy.

Unbeknownst to Qiu Sheng, he released a powerful zombie.

Fortunately, Dong Xiaoyu's residual ghost energy is on his body, and his physical strength is exhausted, so the yang fire on his body is dim.

Otherwise, he would definitely be bitten into pieces by the corpses crawling out of the mass grave!

At the same time, Ren Mu saw the Taoist priests and ghosts disappearing from the dilapidated courtyard, and slipped from the roof.

Looking down at the dozens of copper coins on the ground, Ren Mu smiled slightly, bent slightly, and picked up a copper coin on the ground.

"The ink fountain line can give krypton gold to the simulator, so the copper coins of this money sword should also be able to!"

As soon as I took it in, I felt a scorching hot feeling, and a burst of charred black smoke came out of the gray palm.

But it disappeared quickly, and a cold reminder sounded in my mind.

[Ding, sun essence +1000. 】

"Wow, that's quite a lot. This money sword should be Uncle Ninth's most powerful Sun Artifact!"

Looking at the remaining 28 copper coins on the ground, Ren Mu's eyes lit up.

As long as the simulator absorbs all of it, the sun essence will be more than 3, and another hour or two of sun exposure will be enough for the next simulation.

And there will be a free simulation tomorrow, so I am very excited to think about it.

If you pick up one or two money swords, then you don't need to tan your skin for the sun essence.

"What is the effect of this hundred-year-old ghost's ghost pill?"

Ren Mu held the ghost pill looted from Dong Xiaoyu in his hand, thinking slightly.

[Ding, sun essence +1. 】

"what!"

After 1 minute, Ren Mu was a little surprised when he heard the beep from the simulator.

Putting away the century-old ghost pill, Ren Mu continued to try several times.

Finally, I figured out that the hundred-year-old fourth-grade ghost pill can greatly improve the efficiency of basking in the moonlight.

From one point per hour to one point per minute, the efficiency is the same as that of sunbathing.

Looking at the quiet courtyard, Ren Mu disappeared without a trace.

When he reappeared, he was already on the roof of Ren's house.

"Oh, my filial son, I ran away!"

After searching Ren's house, there was no trace of Ren Fa's father and daughter, and I knew it from the servant's gossip.

Ren Fa knew from Uncle Jiu that he had bitten Wen and ran away. He was actually afraid that he would hurt them, so he ran to the provincial capital yesterday afternoon to seek refuge.

"When did I bite that idiot Wen Cai? Uncle Jiu, you are slandering, slandering!"

"Tingting's blood is quite sweet, hey, there will be less comfort in the future!"

Let Ren Mu's plan to enjoy filial piety come to naught, and he felt a little depressed, so he jumped onto the roof and began to lie down on his body to bask in the moonlight.

After the strength becomes stronger, how to lie down is also a matter of peace of mind, and there is no need to worry that a Maoshan Taoist will suddenly run over in the next second and suppress him.

Time passed by every minute and every second, and it would soon be dawn.

At this time, Uncle Jiu, who had been sleepless all night, looked at the dim moon in the sky, and couldn't help worrying about the safety of his apprentice.

"Qiu Sheng, it's so late and you haven't come back, where are you going?"

Hearing this, the four eyes who were awakened looked at Uncle Jiu disapprovingly: "Senior brother, don't worry too much, Qiusheng loves to play by nature, and he will come back after a few days when his anger subsides!"

If his apprentice Jia Le dared to act like this, he must be served by an iron rod, and then expelled from the school.

"Junior brother, it's almost dawn, prepare to cast spells!"

"Ok!"

After Simu nodded in response, he took out the ink fountain string that had been tied to Ren Mu before, and performed the technique of searching for corpses for thousands of miles.

Directly ignite the ink fountain line containing the spirit of Ren Mushi with a candle, pinch the Dharma seal with the four eyes, and recite the Dharma mantra.

The world is spinning, the world is neighbors, Ren Gong is brave and brave, quickly inform, as urgent as a law.

Then he waved towards the sky, and the burning ink fountain thread, driven by the magic power of the four eyes, flew in the air a few times, and then flew out of Yizhuang.

The four eyes are solemn, waiting for the battle, holding the compass in the hand, carrying the command flag, seeing the ink fountain line flying towards the west, and said to Uncle Jiu: "Brother, follow!"

After finishing speaking, he ran out of Yizhuang first, chasing after the ink fountain line flying in the air.

This is the last time Simu will help Uncle Jiu today, no matter what the result is.

He had to drive the customers out of Yizhuang before the sun rose.

After trotting all the way in the dark for more than half an hour, he stared solemnly at the valley in front of him, and suddenly stopped in his tracks.

But the ink fountain line did not stop, it was still flying forward, and soon disappeared before their eyes.

"Junior brother, why did you stop!" Uncle Jiu followed him and asked suspiciously.

The four eyes are serious, the eyes are fixed on the front, and the tone is solemn: "Brother, your client should not be found!"

"Why is that?" Uncle Jiu looked puzzled, he was already ahead, why didn't he look for it?

"Brother, the front is the place where the corpse aura was soaring yesterday, and I smell the corpse aura in front is very strong.

"If you search further, you may encounter big trouble!"

Yesterday, Jiushu and Simu both found out that Ren Mu had made a big fight, and they also sent a letter to Maoshan, summoning their colleagues to investigate together.

"Well, then let's go back!" Seeing this, Uncle Jiu understood the danger ahead.

His younger brother is the Taoist priest of the fourth rank of Maoshan, and he is much more sensitive to corpse aura than him.

He also has a strong sense of danger. Now that he has said so, he can only temporarily dismiss the search for Ren Mu.

"Brother, I'm going back now!"

With different thoughts, the two hurried back to Yizhuang.

They never expected that Ren Mu, who had been searching hard, would actually lie dead on the roof of Renjia Town.

Soon, the four eyes in Taoist robes drove a group of walking corpses to dance slowly, saying goodbye to Uncle Jiu.

After all, Uncle Jiu has issued a summoning order, so it doesn't matter if he is missing.

32. Taoist priests gathered, Yizhuang lay dead

Uncle Jiu knew very well that it wasn't that his eyes were heartless and he didn't want to help him.

But he didn't want to meet Shi Jian and cause him more trouble.

"Junior brother, be careful all the way, if senior brother doesn't come this time, please come and help me again!"

"Definitely!" Simu smiled and clasped his fists in agreement, then turned around and drove his client away from Yizhuang.

After a while, a red light began to float in the northeast.

Uncle Jiu went back to his room and changed into a formal Taoist uniform, ready to welcome the brothers from the same school who came to Renjia Town to help.

"Well, it's dawn!"

Ren Mu basked in the moonlight all night and opened the properties panel.

Host: Ren Mu.

Status: Normal.

Level: fourth grade black stiffness.

Strength: 2000 (jin).

Constitution: 1500.

Daoxing: 20 years.

Speed: 25 (sec/m).

Consciousness: 50 (meters).

Resistance: 10 (reduces spell damage by 10%).

Sun Essence: 30888.

Corpse Qi: 3000.

Skills: Corpse Control Technique (Dacheng), Yin Lei Emperor Corpse Fist (Dacheng);

Ren Mu was very happy when he saw the data on the Sun Essence column.

"Free simulation first!"

[The host simulation is free this time, whether to start the zombie simulator. 】

"Yes, start!"

[At the age of 60, you wake up from Yizhuang, the fourth grade is black and stiff, and your body returns to life. It is no different from ordinary people. It is powerful. You can release the corpse control technique in seconds when you raise your hand, and the air in seconds...]

[60 years and four days old, you faced the Maoshan Taoist priest, lay dead directly, was burned by lychee firewood, and was not injured. 】

[Fight against Mr. Feng Shui, successfully revenge. 】

[Because you accidentally detonated the corpse gas cave, Maoshan Linjiu issued a summoning order. 】

[60 years and five days old, Maoshan Linjiu and Simu went into the mountain to search, but found no trace of you, so they went back to Yizhuang, so Simu drove the corpse away from Renjia Town. 】

[In the afternoon, many Taoist priests gathered in Maoshan to discuss how to deal with the Corpse Qi Cave. 】

[You were lying dead at Ren's house, and Shi Jian, the fifth-grade land master, used Maoshan's most powerful corpse-suppressing technique to find your trace. 】

[In the face of dozens of Maoshan Taoist priests, you don't even have the strength to resist, and you are instantly crushed by the Lightning and Thunder Fist, turning into coke. 】

[At night, Yizhuang was besieged by a group of corpses. A group of Maoshan Taoist priests worked together to easily solve the problem and hunt down Baili. 】

[It was discovered that the Corpse Qi Cave was just a cultivation cave for the remnants of the Corpse Sect a hundred years ago, and it was directly sealed. 】

[60 years and six days old, your dutiful son and loving granddaughter came back from the provincial capital, Maoshan Linjiu cremated you into ashes with peach wood, a beautiful funeral! 】

On the fifth day, Ren Mu performed seven simulations.

Breaking through to the fourth-grade black rigidity, you can deal with the biggest threat, Mr. Feng Shui, and you can also face the hard steel ninth uncle.

But he had a very depressed look on his face.

"Wori, why did Shi Jian come here? Did I let the story of Zombie Supreme begin?"

Just after leaving a fourth eye, a more powerful fifth-rank earth master, Shi Jian, came again.

No, it was a group of Maoshan Taoist priests.

At this moment, Ren Mu was looking at the simulation results, feeling his zombie life, why is he still so sad!

Fortunately, he didn't expose himself in front of Uncle Jiu last night in order to kill Dong Xiaoyu, otherwise he would really be Barbie Q.

[Ding, the simulation is over, the host can keep one of the following. 】

[One, the mid-term cultivation base of the fourth grade of black stiffness. 】

[Second, Mr. Feng Shui's Laoshan Soul Control Dafa. 】

[Third, Dong Xiaoyu's 300-year-old ghost pill. 】

[Fourth, the Great Cave Sutra of Shangqing in Maoshan Mountain. 】

"The rewards for this simulation seem to be all brought back from my robbery, so what exactly is this Sutra of Qingdadong on Maoshan Mountain?"