dognovel Chapter 12: There's another Corpse King? Wearing a red robe?
Chapter 12: There's another Corpse King? Wearing a red robe?
"Grandmaster, please, teach me the Golden Light Mantra."
"Grandmaster, I beg you, please teach me thunder magic."
Two Taoist priests from Longhu Mountain knelt before Zhang Xuan, one on his left and one on his right, staring at him longingly.
If outsiders saw this scene, they would probably be shocked.
Two Taoist priests from Longhu Mountain, kneeling and begging a zombie to teach them Taoist magic? Is there no law, no justice?
Zhang Xuan, with his hands behind his back, smiled and said, "We're all family, no problem."
The voice just fell.
Suddenly, a deafening roar came from afar, so loud it seemed to pierce the sky.
Birds flew together within a radius of ten miles.
Countless wandering ghosts, mountain spirits, and wild monsters rushed toward the source of the sound.
Zhang Xuan turned around, his bloodshot eyes fixed intently on the front: "Flying Zombie..."
"Oh no! Judging from the sound, it must be Master fighting with that flying zombie." Zhang Jianyi hurriedly got up, his face full of anxiety.
As the roar rang out.
Visible to the naked eye, a layer of dark clouds rolled in, forming a black fog in the distance.
The aura of corpses mingled with the dark clouds, resembling a scene from purgatory.
Zhang Daoyuan hurriedly said, "Grandmaster! Let's go help our Uncle-Master! He's been injured by the flying zombie, and I'm worried he's no match for it."
Zhang Xuan nodded: "Yes, I came here to capture it. You two come with me. We'll deal with it first, then we can talk about other Taoist techniques."
That's all.
Zhang Xuan lightly stepped forward, and the Celestial Master Sword at his waist flew out. He stood up and leaped onto the Celestial Master Sword.
The Celestial Master Sword instantly grew longer and larger.
The two people behind them hurriedly followed.
Flying on a sword—this is the secret sword-riding technique of Longhu Mountain!
On the flying sword, Zhang Xuan remained silent, his blood-red eyes searching for the aura of the flying zombie.
The two people behind him were still muttering to themselves.
Zhang Jian's eyes widened like saucers as he stared at the red-robed figure shrouded in corpse energy before him: "What? You're saying my grandmaster wants to become a purple-robed Celestial Master?"
Am I right?
Am I stupid?
Zhang Daoyuan glared at his senior brother: "What's so surprising?"
"No!" Zhang Jianyi stammered, "Master...Grandmaster, the Purple-Robed Celestial Master, how could I not be surprised?"
To be honest, Zhang Jianyi was already feeling incredibly grateful that his master hadn't bitten him.
Still want to be the Purple-Robed Celestial Master of Longhu Mountain?
Is this scientifically sound?
"What?" Zhang Daoyuan didn't seem to care, instead thinking it was a very appropriate move: "In terms of seniority, in the entire Longhu Mountain, including the old Celestial Master Zhang Jingyan, who has the seniority of our Grandmaster?"
Zhang Jian shook his head: "It seems not. Grandmaster is from the generation before him, he is indeed old."
"In terms of bloodline, our grandmaster's bloodline is even purer than that of our senior uncle Zhang Jingyan."
Zhang Jian swallowed hard. It seemed that after hearing him say that, Zhang Jingyan would have to call his grandmaster "uncle," and a blood uncle at that.
"In terms of strength, who in the entire Longhu Mountain knows the Five Thunder Orthodox Technique? What kind of Celestial Masters are they if they don't know the Five Thunder Orthodox Technique? But our Grandmaster does!"
"Besides, who said zombies can't run for Celestial Master? My grandmaster didn't bite anyone."
Gulong—
After hearing his analysis, Zhang Jian was stunned.
That makes so much sense!
"Support? Then I will definitely support my master!" Zhang Jianyi hurriedly said.
Zhang Daoyuan smiled and said, "That's more like it. When our Grandmaster appears at the Celestial Master Selection, he'll scare them to death!"
.............
Simultaneously.
Fengmen Village.
Zhang Jingxu, wielding a peach wood sword, was engaged in a fierce battle with the flying zombie. With each move, the corpse energy and Daoist techniques collided, and the aura spread like ripples.
The rest of the villagers in Fengmen Village have basically been evacuated.
Only a few had their blood drained by the flying zombies, and now the flying zombies had recovered their strength to the peak of the Dharma Altar Realm.
Facing Zhang Jingxu, who was in the early stages of his cultivation, he was not afraid at all and steadily suppressed his opponent.
"It's you cockroach-like Taoist priests from Longhu Mountain again! I'm going to eat you alive today!"
The flying zombie was surrounded by a green light; it had a body of bronze and iron and could even cast spells.
Its only weakness is its lightning magic.
Despite being severely injured, with blood flowing from the wound on her neck, Zhang Jingxu's movements were anything but timid, each strike seemingly reckless.
"Hmph, today I, this humble Taoist priest, will act on behalf of Heaven and seal you away!"
He made a hand seal with one hand, and a row of yellow talismans flew out from the soil on the ground. This was an array that they had set up in advance.
Countless yellow talismans began to rotate, and a layer of golden light burst forth from them, shooting out like sharp swords.
bang bang bang-
The flying zombie roared, and a green aura enveloped everything, forming a huge undead that completely covered all the golden light.
At the same time, he leaped up and aimed one hand at Zhang Jingxu's throat.
Most of the Longhu Mountain disciples on the ground were engaged in fierce battles with wandering ghosts and mountain spirits, while the rest were maintaining the formation.
"Junior Uncle, be careful!"
bang——
The formation shattered, and Zhang Jingxu was forced back, falling from the sky. He knelt on one knee, supporting himself with one hand on his peach wood sword, and spat out a mouthful of blood into the mud and sand.
His aura began to weaken; this flying zombie was far beyond his ability to deal with.
"Hahaha." The flying zombie stood in the air, mocking, "You? Even Zhang Xuan of your Dragon Tiger Mountain is no match for me, and you think you can defeat me?"
"Now that I have been resurrected, and Zhang Xuan? He is dead beyond any doubt. No one can be my match!"
Long ago, the flying zombie caused trouble among the people and was captured by Zhang Xuan, who was traveling and gaining experience.
Having had his Spirit Talisman realm sealed by the Dharma Altar realm for hundreds of years, he had long harbored deep hatred for Longhu Mountain.
Now that the seal has just been broken, the Taoist priests from Longhu Mountain have returned, and he naturally won't miss the chance to tear them apart.
"Zhang Xuan!!!" Upon hearing this, Zhang Jingxu's pupils contracted, a hint of disbelief flashing across his face: "So it's Grandmaster Zhang Xuan..."
At this moment, he also realized that the grandmaster whom Zhang Daoyuan had unearthed was none other than the missing Master Zhang Xuan of Longhu Mountain.
Unfortunately, the real person died, while the flying zombie is still alive.
"Uncle-Master, this flying zombie is about to break through to the Spirit Talisman Realm. We are no match for it." Two young Taoists in yellow robes quickly ran over and helped Zhang Jingxu up.
Looking at the flying zombies in the air, he felt a desire to retreat.
Zhang Jingxu frowned: "Has no one come to help yet?"
Before we arrived, we had already spread the news about the flying zombies through official channels, so someone should have come to help us by now.
It's been half a day already, why hasn't anyone come yet?
"I don't know. The official statement said that a monk and an executioner from the Mysterious Bureau came, but for some reason, we haven't seen them yet."
At this time.
Baldy and Xu Feng were circling the mountain, saying, "We absolutely mustn't run into that zombie that can use magic."
We finally managed to get around it.
"Fellow Daoist Zhang Jingxu, don't be afraid, we're here to help you!"
The two flew over from the sky and instantly engaged in a fierce battle with the flying zombies.
Both of them were at the early stages of the Dharma Altar, and they still had the strength to fight against the current Corpse King.
"Why are you two taking so long? I almost died." Zhang Jingxu forced himself to rush forward and join the battle.
When this matter is mentioned...
Xu Feng couldn't help but complain, "Stop talking, there's more than one zombie king here. Let's deal with this one quickly, the other one is even more terrifying."
Zhang Jingxu: ? ? ? ? ?
There's another one?