The blood moon is coming, zombies are coming

"My master saw that you have completed the task well, so he asked me to send you some pills. There is a lot, and all the disciples of the Hinayana Buddhism have a share."

"Also, for other people in the entire Buddhist sect, including mortals, as long as they are starting to practice the exercises, you must also send elixirs to them to practice."

After Jueling finished speaking, he released a large number of bottles, too many to count.

Master Minghui knows without looking that these pills must be magic pills.

"By the way, it's better to send it out within one day, otherwise you will know the consequences." After Jue Ling finished speaking, he looked at the Buddha statue reluctantly, then turned and left.

Master Minghui looked at the mountains of jade bottles and was very angry, but he had no choice but to do it.

At the same time, Master Minghui also began to complain about the arrival of the four sects. Why did the incident take so long and rescue has not come yet? If this continues, everyone in the Hinayana Buddhist sect will really fall into the devil's path and never recover.

……

One day later, various voices could be heard in every corner of the Three Thousand Buddha Kingdom of the Buddha Sect, all with similar contents.

"All those who are new to the practice can go to the nearest temple and receive the elixirs used for practice."

As soon as this voice sounded, people who had been hiding and cultivating immediately poured out from everywhere and ran towards the nearest temple, taking a lesson from the exercise books.

The originally empty streets were suddenly filled with people, making it more lively than a holiday.

"Hurry, hurry, hurry!... If you go late, you may be gone..." People kept shouting while running, greeting their relatives and friends.

Everyone, regardless of whether they had started practicing Kung Fu or not, all ran towards the temple. Anyway, even if I haven't started yet, I still want to fish in troubled waters and get the elixir first.

The originally quiet temple was now packed with people. Some people also had conflicts with people in front because they wanted to squeeze to the front. They started fighting, and the place suddenly became a mess.

As for some of the gorgeously dressed teams, you could tell at a glance that they were rich people and their servants. Because of their strong bodies and relatively high force value, no one dared to mess with them, and the crowd took the initiative to make way for them.

Even though the number of these skinny so-called untouchables is hundreds or thousands of times or more than that of the rich, they do not dare to unite and cause trouble for these rich people because they are usually afraid of being bullied. Neither dared to resist.

"Everyone, don't be nervous. Everyone should line up. Everyone has a share. Each person has one pill. There are plenty of pills." A monk stood up and shouted loudly.

Having distributed the magic cultivation techniques first, and now letting them distribute the magic pills, these Hinayana Buddhist disciples no longer have so much psychological burden.

At the beginning, disciples of Hinayana Buddhism would check whether they were really starting to practice before giving them pills.

Later, they felt that there were too many people and they couldn't maintain order at the scene. They got fed up, so they started giving pills directly. Even when they got to the back, they sprinkled the pills directly on the crowd to end the problem.

……

Obsidian City of the Imperial Corpse Sect.

In the open space outside the city gate and on the lake, there were many huge flying swords floating densely.

Each flying sword was basically filled with people at this time. These people were all disciples of the Corpse Sect who were preparing to go out to support the Buddha Sect.

The number of disciples of the Corpse Sect who went out to rescue the Buddha Sect this time was about 10,000.

This number may sound quite small. After all, the population of the Buddha Sect is in the tens of billions. However, this is not because the Corpse Control Sect is stingy. This is already close to one-tenth of the number of disciples of the Corpse Control Sect.

Although it is useless for people with low cultivation to stay, and those with low cultivation account for the vast majority, most of them still have to do various jobs. After all, the Corpse Control Sect still needs to operate, so ten thousand is already It was the Corpse Control Sect that gave me great face.

Also, if you go to fight the demon cultivator this time, the losses will definitely be huge. In the case of the Corpse Control Sect, you really can’t afford the losses.

Mo Feibai hurriedly came out of the teleportation array in Obsidian City, then stepped on the flying sword and quickly flew out of Obsidian City. Seeing the densely packed flying swords and figures, Mo Feibai quickly flew to the front and landed at the end. Above the flying sword in front.

The reason why Mo Feibai was so stuck in time and finally arrived was because just after Mo Feibai received the news that the Buddhist sect was occupied by demon cultivators, Qiuyue Zhenren called Mo Feibai to the mountain behind Yuexi Palace for special training until Just let him back now.

The people at the front of the flying sword are Yan Qishui and Bao Chengji. This time they are leading the team. Bao Chengji's weapon is a gun, which is not suitable for leading people, so Bao Chengji also sits on Yan Qishui's flying sword. superior.

Behind them were Yue Xinying and Sima Qi, whom Mo Feibai was familiar with. This was specially arranged by Yan Qishui and Bao Chengji, which also gave Mo Feibai face.

There were two people in Feijian who were very familiar to Mo Feibai last time. Mo Feibai was very happy to see these two people, but one of them made Mo Feibai a little afraid.

The first person he got familiar with was Zhuge Villager. Since Zhuge Villager came to the Corpse Control Sect, Mo Feibai rarely saw him. He only knew that he usually stayed in the room, and he didn't know that he had been hiding in the room. what.

There is another one, Yue Xinying’s senior brother, the tough-faced scholar Wen Yifan. Ever since Mo Feibai turned into a corpse, Mo Feibai has not seen him again.

Mo Feibai was equally grateful to Wen Yifan. Wen Yifan not only saved Mo Feibai, but also taught Mo Feibai how to practice. To Mo Feibai, Wen Yifan was not only a benefactor, but also another master.

It's just that Wen Yifan always seems to ignore Mo Feibai and always looks very serious, so Mo Feibai doesn't dare to talk to Wen Yifan.

"Elder Yan, Elder Bao." Mo Feibai bowed to Yan Qishui and Bao Chengji first.

Although the status of the young sect master and the elder are the same. But the elders and younger ones are in order, so Mo Feibai is the first to salute each time.

"Well, Young Sect Master, please take a seat." Yan Qishui and Bao Chengji nodded.

"I'll sit in the back." Mo Feibai said with a smile.

"Yeah." Yan Qishui and Bao Chengji nodded and ignored the young man's affairs.

"Senior Brother Zhuge." Villager Zhuge was sitting behind Yan Qishui and Bao Chengji, so Mo Feibai first said hello to Villager Zhuge, whom he hadn't seen for a long time.

"Junior Brother Mo, sit down." Villager Zhuge also said with a smile.

"No, I'll sit in the back." After Mo Feibai finished speaking, he continued walking back.

"Senior Brother Wen, long time no see." Wen Yifan was still behind, sitting with Yue Xinying, so Mo Feibai greeted Wen Yifan.

"Yeah." Wen Yifan nodded without saying too much.

"Junior Brother Mo, sit here." Yue Xinying pointed to the empty seat on the right and said.

Sima Qi sat behind Yue Xinying, probably because he was afraid of Wen Yifan.