Refining Qi starts from repairing the panel

The secret room, which was less than ten feet across, was filled with the extremely rich smell of blood. The pearls inlaid on the walls were dyed red by the red light reflected in the blood pool, making them look a bit eerie.

Chu Zheng suppressed the aura in his eyes and stood up from the coffin, his movements a little stiff.

A slightly skinny figure was reflected in the blood pool, his body covered with foot-long black hair.

With a slight movement of Chu Zheng's tongue, he could lick the nearly inch-long canine teeth in his mouth.

The two people not far away have mediocre cultivation. The middle-aged Taoist who just gave the order is named Song Zhao, and his cultivation has just entered the third level.

The monk standing next to him was named Gu Zhenxun, and his cultivation level was only the second level of perfection.

After Chu Zheng spent a hundred days refining Qi and compressing the Yin Qi in his body into Yin Dan, the corpse's cultivation level has now entered the third level.

In addition, this body absorbs the energy of gold and iron from the iron coffin, making the body stronger. The real combat power is already at the upper level among the third level.

Chu Zheng stepped out of the iron coffin, gradually adapted to his body, and walked slowly towards the edge of the pool, stepping on the bloody water.

These two people don't pose much of a threat to him now.

Seeing that the corpse in the coffin finally reacted, Song Zhao's expression was still solemn. He could realize that he could not control the zombie in front of him like he could with his arms and fingers like before.

In this situation, it was as if the zombie had its own mind, which made him feel a little bad. He immediately activated the corpse control method again and issued an order:

"Stop!"

Hearing this, Chu Zheng still walked slowly and unmoved.

Seeing Chu Zheng getting closer, Song Zhao subconsciously took a few steps back, his eyes a little panicked for a moment.

"Fellow Daoist Song, what are you doing?"

Seeing his strange reaction, Gu Zhenxun on the side also noticed something was wrong, and his expression changed. Looking at Chu Zheng who was getting closer, his face turned pale.

The monster is covered in long black hair, and its eyes are glowing with scarlet blood. It's hard to avoid making people shudder when looking at it.

After a few breaths, Chu Zheng dragged his stiff body and slowly walked out of the blood pool. He did not fight with the two of them, but just stood quietly without saying a word.

It's not that he doesn't want to speak, but that he's not strong enough to make this corpse make a sound.

He is no longer a living person, but another special kind of creature. The reason why his spiritual mind can take over this body is purely an accident.

Now he knows nothing about the situation in the outside world and can only rely on these two people to understand it.

Seeing that Chu Zheng had not moved for a long time, Song Zhao secretly clutched various talismans and magic weapons and slowly leaned towards Chu Zheng.

Soon, he walked up to Chu Zheng, tentatively stretched out the spiritual sword in his hand, and put it against Chu Zheng's throat.

Cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and his heart was beating like a drum. Judging from the aura coming from this zombie, it was obviously stronger than him, and he couldn't tolerate being nervous.

The blade of the sword was at his throat, but Chu Zheng still didn't move at all.

For a moment, Song Zhao's expression was a little complicated. Now with just a little force, he could cut off the zombie's head to avoid future troubles.

But it was precisely because of this that he hesitated. At this moment, he still held some luck in his heart. The zombie in front of him might not have lost control.

"Fellow Daoist Song, what are you going to do?!"

Gu Zhenxun's face changed slightly, and he said continuously: "In order to raise this zombie, my Gu family has searched hard for ten years, and finally found such a sinister place. After raising the corpse for twelve years, it has achieved such a scene. You Now you want to kill it again?”

His words were full of confusion. This was the hope of the Gu family.

Hearing this, Song Zhao took a deep breath, clenched the spiritual sword in his hand, and looked solemn:

"Brother Gu, the corpse control technique can no longer control the movements of this zombie. You must be aware of the danger contained in it. If we don't get rid of it now, it will definitely become a big problem in the future!"

Not under control…

Gu Zhenxun was slightly startled, looking at the black-haired monster in front of him, with a little hesitation in his heart.

Out-of-control zombies will inevitably cause huge casualties, but it took more than twenty years to obtain such a magical weapon. Before it works, it will be destroyed directly, which is equivalent to killing the Gu family.

All the preparations made before were smashed into pieces, and the loss of manpower and material resources was really unaffordable.

"Brother Dao Song, can you think of any other ways?" Gu Zhenxun looked embarrassed, as if there were roots under his feet and he couldn't move even an inch.

This was the hope for the Gu family to rise. It would be hard for him to be cruel if he just gave up.

Song Zhao took back his spiritual sword, remained silent for a long time, and then said through a message:

"There is a certain probability that the zombie control technique failed because the zombie has developed a mind and is about to become a real living being. If Gu can support him well during this period, he may have the opportunity to influence him and take him under his command. but……"

At this point, Song Zhao did not continue, but Gu Zhenxun already understood the subsequent content even if he didn't listen.

To a certain extent, corpse control is very similar to controlling a magic weapon. Once a corpse develops its own intelligence, it will be very difficult to handle.

After all, it is a living being and cannot be completely refined directly like ordinary magic weapons.

It is too difficult to subdue an unfettered creature, and it is even more difficult to subdue a zombie with deep resentment.

"I'm willing to give it a try." Gu Zhenxun nodded heavily.

"Then please be friendly and act with caution."

After a while, Song Zhao reluctantly put away the spirit sword and sighed softly. He really couldn't bear to let his hard work go to waste.

This zombie's talent is too strong, much stronger than many so-called favored children of heaven and evildoers. If he really has the opportunity to become a corpse king in the future, the benefits will be limitless.

The only thing to pay attention to is the possibility of a huge risk of losing control.

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After leaving the secret room, Chu Zheng was quickly properly settled and learned some information about this world.

The world in front of him is called Tianwu Realm, where the sky is round and the earth is square.

In the center of the world, there is a giant tree that supports the sky, called "Tian Wutong", on which live various kinds of divine phoenix blood birds, golden crows, and countless powerful alien species.

This world was not called this name in ancient times. After this Tian Wutong crossed the border, it was officially renamed Tianwu Realm.

In this world, the distribution of power is extremely chaotic. There are more than a hundred races. The human race is in the middle stream. The relationship between the races above and below is ordinary. There are friendly people, and there are also tense groups.

What surprised Chu Zheng the most was that in this world, the existence of the universe seemed to be no secret, and many creatures knew about it.

For these evil demons from the universe, many creatures in this world did not call them evil demons, and even worshipped them as Yin gods and worshiped them with the rituals of gods.

It was even rumored that there were still living creatures from the universe around the Tianwutong tree.