Chapter 61: A Zombie Cultivator Who Is More Terrible Than a Tyrant
"Roaring ......"
The silence of the mountains was shattered by a beast-like roar, like a signal, followed by a continuous roar.
Puhong, Pude, Pukong, Pufa, Pufang and other senior monks of the Puzi generation, as well as the elite disciples of the Fa Xiang and Fashan generations, were awakened in an instant.
"What's going on? Where does the roar come from? ”
"Did any monsters rush into the temple?"
"I don't know!"
"It shouldn't be, if there is a demon beast rushing to the temple, why didn't the disciples who patrol the night issue an alarm?"
The elite disciples quickly got dressed, grabbed their blades and magic weapons, and rushed out of the room, gathering in the corridor to discuss.
It was the darkest hour before dawn, the moon was hidden, the sun had not yet risen, and the fingers could barely be seen in the night.
The faint light emitted from the lanterns under the eaves of the corridor made the elite disciples in the light even more unable to see the darkness outside.
Seeing that the brothers were a little chaotic, Fa Xiang said loudly: "Don't be confused, Fa Ming, you take a few brothers to the treasury to get torches, and the others try to gather in one place, don't walk around, find out the situation for a while and then make plans." ”
"Yes, senior brother."
"Roar...... Whew......"
At this moment, the roar in the temple became more intense, one after another, continuously, and it seemed that the sound was just a few walls away from them.
The elite disciples of the Tianyin Temple gradually quieted down, and they suddenly realized one thing, the temple was already so noisy, why didn't they see the movement of other fellow disciples outside?
Everyone fell silent and listened, trying to hear something else from the demonic roar.
But they were disappointed, and now they heard the terrible roar in their ears, and did not hear a single normal human voice.
A terrible thought began to appear in the minds of the monks, and someone trembled: "They ...... They're not all going to have an accident, are they? ”
No one answered his words, because they didn't dare to imagine such a thing, and there were more than 2,000 ordinary disciples and low-level disciples outside, plus the monks and miscellaneous monks in the temple.
If something happened to all of them, and there would be only three or four hundred core disciples left in the huge Tianyin Temple, what a terrible thing would it be?
But they think it's unlikely, what kind of existence in this world can have such ability, silently harming more than 2,000 people, and still not making any movement?
But what about all those roars outside? What exactly is that?
"The Dharma."
Just when the monks were panicking, an old and kind voice sounded, making the monks feel certain, but it was Puhong and others who came out.
Fa Xiang hurriedly greeted him, "Master, a few uncles." ”
Pu Hong frowned and said, "What happened?" ”
Fa Xiang said: "The incident happened suddenly, the situation outside is unknown, the disciple did not let everyone go out rashly, Fa Ming took someone to fetch a torch, and he will come back soon." ”
"Hmm." Pu Hong nodded slowly, and didn't say anything, obviously agreeing with the way the law was handled.
"Huh? The movement seems to have subsided. Suddenly, a disciple spoke, and the monks were stunned when they heard this, and listened carefully, and it was true, the roars that had been repeated just now slowly calmed down, and only occasionally sounded a few times, and were no longer as continuous as just now.
Pu Hong and the others frowned, Tianyin Temple has only experienced a few months of siege of the temple, the righteous monks of the temple have just dispersed, and such a change occurred that night, if there is no connection here, no one will believe it.
Who exactly is targeting Tianyin Temple? What exactly does the other party want to do?
After a short time, a group of young monks came with torches, and the night was illuminated, and the monks felt a little calmer.
Pu Hong said in a deep voice: "Everyone take precautions, go out and have a look together, don't be careless." ”
"Yes."
At that moment, led by Puhong, the monks followed behind the master and walked out, through a courtyard, through an arch, to a square.
This is still the square of the inner courtyard, where the elite disciples practice the true law and martial arts on weekdays, and there is a wall dozens of zhang away, and out of the wall is the outer courtyard, which is the residence of ordinary disciples.
Outside the wall on the right side is the main hall of Tianyin Temple, the Daxiong Treasure Hall and the square in front of the hall, and the right side of the Daxiong Hall is the meditation room for the people who enter the incense to rest.
At this time, the outer courtyard was already a ghost domain, and in the disciples' house, all the ordinary disciples had completely transformed into zombies, and their eyes were only whites, no pupils were visible, and their faces were hideous and distorted, blue-gray.
The roars that came and went before were the last sign of the transformation, and when the transformation was completed, there was no living breath nearby, and there was no abnormal noise, the zombie would enter an unconscious wandering state.
The zombie monks in the house roam around the house, but they don't break down the door for no reason, unless something unusual attracts their attention.
The problem is here, Pu Hong is completely blind to what happened in Tianyin Temple, not to mention knowing how to deal with the problem of zombies, so this tragedy is unavoidable.
When Puhong and the others came out of the inner courtyard with torches, the light of the fire suddenly became the fuse that detonated the audience.
"Roar, Roar, Roar, ......Roar, Roar, Roar, Roar, T
"Whoa...... Rumble......"
The outer courtyard, which was already calm, was boiling at the moment when Pu Hong and the others came out, and in the midst of the flying sawdust, the doors and walls of the disciples' residence were directly and violently demolished, and the zombie monks poured out of the room like a tide, rushing towards the group of elite disciples who were full of vigor and blood.
Yang Yifei's speculation came true, the T-virus changed the genes of the monks, but it did not make them lose their cultivation.
Although they no longer know how to actively use the True Yuan to use the True Essence to use the True Method, it is completely instinctive to bless their bodies and increase their strength, speed, agility, and endurance, and there is no need for them to actively urge them.
Just like when they broke the wall, the zombies turned into ordinary humans would only slap with their palms, but when these zombie monks slapped them, the true yuan would automatically rush to the palms of their hands.
This is the terrifying thing about the zombies that cultivators turn into, they are not as flexible as the means of tyrants, but in terms of destructive power alone, cultivator zombies are obviously more terrifying.
And there is no upper limit to this, the higher the cultivation itself, the stronger the destructive power after transforming into a zombie.
When these former fellow disciples rushed out with hideous faces, the living elite disciples were all stunned for a moment, looking at the scene in front of them with stunned faces, their brains almost lost the ability to think, and there was only one thought in their minds: "What's wrong with them?" ”
Fortunately, there was still the person who reacted quickly among the crowd, and when he saw that something was wrong, he shouted: "Everyone be careful, they are no longer your fellow disciples, don't be close to them and block them." ”
In an instant, the five directions of left and right, left front, right front, and front were all occupied by the zombie monks, who were extremely fast, ferocious, and numerous, which made the scalps of the living elite disciples tingle.
Four hundred elite disciples against two thousand zombie monks, who will die?