Since Bi Yuewu woke up from his coffin three years ago, he has been absorbing the essence of the moon every night when there is a moon.

She naturally knew that zombies were able to absorb essence blood and corpse qi to cultivate faster, but unlike ordinary zombies, she didn't want to absorb corpse qi and kill.

She quickly jumped to the top of the hill, where there was only a small flat bottom, and the moonlight gently spread on the ground.

There are some bushes and grasses around, and there are usually some small bugs chirping.

But I don't know if it's because the insects have gone to sleep tonight, Bi Yuewu only heard the "rustling" sound of the wind blowing the leaves when he went to the top of the mountain.

I usually feel that the insect call is a little annoying, but today without Bi Yuewu, I feel a little uncomfortable.

She jumped into the clearing, closing her eyes and feeling the moonlight envelop her completely.

She greedily absorbed the essence of the moon, and the moon-white light enveloped her.

There seemed to be some extremely subtle strange sound coming from below, but Bi Yuewu didn't hear it, her mind was completely on cultivation.

She felt like she was so happy that she couldn't help but jump happily in place.

The moonlight is so beautiful tonight!

She couldn't help but jump on the spot again.

Suddenly realizing that something was wrong with the sensation under her feet, she lowered her head in confusion.

It's a black round thing.

She screamed in fright and jumped on the spot again. After reacting, she hurriedly jumped to the side, it turned out to be a human head!

She looked at the eyes that suddenly opened to the human head, they were a pair of arrogant and unruly eyes, which contained bloody wind and blood, like a single hand in charge of the life and death of the common people.

Bi Yuewu felt empty in her heart, and hurriedly said: "I'm sorry for this brother, I didn't mean to!"

She hadn't seen the head before, how did it come out of the dirt?

I've heard that cultivators in the mortal world have the art of shrinking the earth, but I've never heard of it coming out of the earth.

Those eyes were still like a red lotus karmic fire that could burn a qiē, and you could feel the anger in the heart of the owner of the eyes far away.

Bi Yuewu finally heard the strangeness, like the first sound of the glacier breaking, and like the sound of tender grass sprouting.

Suddenly, a violent storm arose, and dust and debris came to your face.

Bi Yuewu's eyes immediately entered the sand, and the last picture she closed her eyes was of the man breaking through the ground.

The wind was about to uproot everything in the world, when suddenly a spell knocked her to the ground.

It's over, she's messing with someone she shouldn't be messing with! This person can't be a Taoist priest who came to Qixiang Mountain to eliminate demons, right?

My life is at rest!

At this time, the wind actually stopped, and the top of the mountain seemed to be calm for a short time.

Just when Bi Yuewu's heart relaxed a little.

Heaven and earth fuse, mountains and rivers shake.

Everything feels his birth.

He stopped in mid-air, his long hair like a black dragon in the air, and his long purple sleeves fluttering in the air.

He looked at everything in the world.

He looked at the woman on the ground without a trace of emotion, as if he were looking at a worm that could be crushed to death at any moment.

The woman's mouth moved, he didn't hear what she was saying, he guessed it was nothing more than begging for mercy or something.

How should he punish this woman who blasphemed him?

As if she finally couldn't help it, the woman covered her eyes and raised her voice: "This Dao Master, your clothes are torn!"

Is this woman blind? He even said that he was a Taoist priest in the world?

Wait, his gaze moved downward, the cloth from the knee down was tattered, and his left calf was even completely exposed, and the thick body hair on the calf stood mischievously, like a spring leek.

Oh, no wonder he feels a little cooler in his lower body than in his upper body.

Heaven and earth were restored to their original state, and Yuehua gently brushed his leg hair.

He's been in the dirt for decades, and it's not surprising that his clothes are torn when they break through the ground, and his shirt doesn't have a few small holes that are not easy to find.

With a wave of his long sleeves, his robe and pants immediately changed under him, both of which were purple, with the same black dark stripes as his shirt.

The woman who desecrated him with dust, oh no, or should I say a little zombie, shivered in the clearing.

He was a little pleased with the zombie's expression, he liked the way people were afraid of him, and he said, "Are you guilty?"

Bi Yuewu opened his eyes, full of fear.

She thought a lot when she closed her eyes, most of them were told by other zombies, what happened to those poor zombies after they were captured by the cultivators, those who could be killed by a sword were happy zombies, some were stripped of zombie skins to make clothes and wool mats, some were captured and put into the Dan furnace for alchemy, and some were chained and sold to black workshops to work as workers.

Although the zombie was free from the pain, she was still afraid of peeling her muscles and bones.

She is like a dog's tail flower trembling in the autumn wind: "Master Dao, I have never killed people and sucked sperm blood, I am a good zombie, I abide by the law, and often show the way to those who are lost in the mountains." ”

She never thought that the other party was angry like this because she stepped on it, and she thought that the other party was definitely a cultivator who was bent on destroying demons.

She struggled to squeeze tears and wailed: "I still have an eighty-year-old mother above me, and a two-year-old brother who is waiting to be fed, and they will not survive if I die." ”

She had encountered bandits before her death, and at that time, there was an uncle on the side who cried and knelt down to tell the bandits, and the bandits were very moved to cry and let the uncle go.

But her knees were straight, and she really couldn't kneel down all of a sudden! That should be no problem, he didn't expect the other party to cry and let her go, and she would be satisfied if she could spare her life.

She secretly raised her eyes to glance at the Taoist master in the air, who was covered in dirt and mud, and had a few insect corpses in his hair.

The man looked at her with a blank expression, as if he might cramp and peel her at any moment.

This zombie stepped on him again, and he made such a big joke just now, how could he let her go?

"Your mother is really old and strong, why can she give birth to a child at the age of eighty?"

How did she know why her uncle's mother could still have children at the age of eighty, she was just simply repeating it.

She was a little anxious, she was already squeezing her tears, but now she was in a hurry, and the tears hung in her eyes, and she was about to slip and not slip off.

The man flying in the air looked at the little zombie on the ground with his head upturned and his eyes moist, and his heart tightened uncontrollably.

On the day he left, she also looked at him with moist eyes, obviously wanting to cry but trying to sniff her nose to keep herself from crying.

That's it, let's not kill this little zombie.

It was a great joy for him to be born, so why bother with blood?

Besides, since he left Heavenly Court, he didn't have a mount by his side.

His previous mount was a black horned dragon that had been cultivated for 10,000 years, and he had been fighting for many years with his birth and death, but unfortunately he was finally killed by that group of foolish immortals in the Slashing Sendai.

I heard that zombies will become fierce when they cultivate to the extreme, but they can spit karmic fire, feed on dragons, and be majestic, so they must be able to use it as a mount.

So why didn't he sign a mount contract with the little zombie?

To be his mount, the little zombie doesn't know how many lifetimes of blessing he has saved. It's just that his cultivation is too shabby, and it's too embarrassing for him.

Two streaks of blood light pierced through Bi Yuewu's eyebrows from the man's heart in the air.

Bi Yuewu screamed, she hadn't felt pain for three years, and now after being hit by the red light, she felt like her whole soul was burning on a fire.

Is she finally going to die?

I heard other zombies say that zombies belong to the Three Realms, and after death, their souls are scattered and disappear between the vast world and the world.

In this way, she does not have to be reincarnated, and the gods punish her for nine lifetimes and not die well.

If her soul is scattered, she doesn't need to be reincarnated in the eighth life, she doesn't want to be like the gods!

But she hasn't gone to the Demon Realm yet......