Qin Zhiyong's bouncing power is very terrifying, far beyond the limits of the human body. But the timing of his jump was still half a beat slower.

When he reached the highest point, he stretched out his hand, half a foot away from the zombies.

Qin Zhiyong's light skills are powerful, but he can't fly after all.

If you want to resist gravity and soar freely in the air, with Qin Zhiyong's current skills, you can't do it.

"Zombies are flying faster than I expected!"

There is nowhere to borrow power in the air.

Qin Zhiyong drew a knife and slashed at the zombie's body.

The zombie let out a high-pitched scream.

The blow nearly cut it in half.

Qin Zhiyong's knife was sharp enough to easily cut off a steel pillar with a diameter of one meter, but this knife failed to kill the zombies. Suffice it to say that the body of a zombie is tougher than steel.

Qin Zhiyong moves downward in free fall.

With superb unloading skills, Qin Zhiyong fell to the ground gently like a feather without making a sound.

It feels like he's weightless.

It's a pity that this feeling is just an artistic conception, an illusion of the mind, and it doesn't really resist gravity. Qin Zhiyong's own weight has not changed in any way.

Uncle Nine came to Qin Zhiyong's side.

"Mr. Qin, what should we do now?" Uncle Nine said with a worried face.

There are many types of zombies.

Flying zombie is the rarest and rarest type of zombie. As a Taoist priest of Maoshan Mountain, Uncle Nine is unwilling to encounter Fei Zhuang.

Because the flying stiffness is too difficult to deal with.

Qin Zhiyong raised his head and looked at the zombie, only to see that its wounds healed quickly, and it recovered in less than ten breaths. Such a terrifying recovery ability is much more powerful than Shakti's "immortal body".

For now, this zombie is no longer something that Uncle Nine can deal with.

Qin Zhiyong said: "It can't be in the sky forever. We're waiting on the ground for it! ”

can't fly, and Qin Zhiyong has no better way to deal with it, so he can only respond to all changes with the same.

Let's wait for the rabbit.

The zombie absorbed the energy of Gang Qi and evolved rapidly, as long as he was in the town, Qin Zhiyong didn't believe that it would leave.

Well?

Qin Zhiyong saw the zombie open his eyes.

It restores vision!

It stared at Qin Zhiyong as if it was staring at its prey.

Qin Zhiyong said: "It's all cause and effect. If it weren't for my interference, I wanted to study the mysteries in your body, and you wouldn't have absorbed the Gang Qi energy, which made your body evolve rapidly. If you want to absorb more of my energy, come on. I'm waiting for you. ”

If it weren't for Qin Zhiyong's appearance, Old Lady Ren would just be a little zombie, and the teaming up of Uncle Nine and Qiusheng would be enough to clean it up. It was precisely because of the appearance of Qin Zhiyong that the zombie had a change and accelerated its evolution.

Qin Zhiyong peeked at a little secret of the zombie, but the zombie absorbed the energy of Gangqi and also sensed some of Qin Zhiyong's mysteries.

The energy of Gangqi contains Qin Zhiyong's spiritual will. This spiritual will carries Qin Zhiyong's cultivation information.

As the saying goes: when you are staring into the abyss, the abyss is staring at you.

The zombie roared and flew off into the distance.

Qin Zhiyong did not chase.

Even if you catch up, the mind can't sense the zombie, and it's hard to find it.

Uncle Nine said, "It flew away. ”

Qin Zhiyong said: "It needs enough time to digest energy. When it digests my Gang Qi energy, it will be stronger. Uncle Jiu, I want to go back to Master Ren's house. You go with me. ”

Uncle Nine came back to his senses and nodded: "The zombie is resurrected, and the six relatives don't recognize it, and the first person to find is the relatives." Master Ren's family is indeed in danger. Let's go to Master Ren's house and wait for it, it's only fit. Mr. Qin, wait a minute, I'll take something. ”

Qin Zhiyong nodded.

Uncle Nine brought his compass, peachwood sword, and Taoist robe.

…………

Back at Master Ren's house, Qin Zhiyong cooperated with Uncle Nine and laid a spell around the house.

A spell is actually a formation engraved on yellow paper.

Qin Zhiyong sensed with the power of his mind, and the moment the spell was formed, he was slowly absorbing the dark energy in the void.

Knowing the principle of the talisman, Qin Zhiyong said, "Uncle Nine, let me draw a talisman." ”

Uncle Nine handed over the pen and ink and rune paper to Qin Zhiyong: "Okay." Mr. Qin, your strength is above mine, and you will definitely be able to draw better spells. ”

Qin Zhiyong picked up the pen, poured the tip of the pen into his mind, and after brewing for a while, he quickly drew the talisman like a god.

The movements are clean and clean, without the slightest pause.

Flowing water, all in one go.

This talisman is different from the talisman drawn by Uncle Jiu.

When the talisman is drawn, it actually shines. This is the effect of the spell in quickly absorbing the energy in the void.

Uncle Nine was surprised: "Mr. Qin, I took it, I really took it." The spells you draw are ten times better than mine! Back then, my master said that if you don't know how to draw talismans, you will make ghosts and gods laugh; If you know how to draw a talisman, you will be shocked by the ghosts and gods. Mr. Qin, you have mastered the essence of the talisman in the Maoshan technique. ”

The spell spontaneously ignited and turned into ashes.

Uncle Jiu's face changed and he said, "The spontaneous combustion of the spell is not a good omen. I am afraid that a great calamity is coming. ”

Qin Zhiyong said calmly: "Where is there any bad omen? The spell spontaneously combusted because the yellow paper could not withstand the energy of the charm. If you had used better materials to draw the symbols, this would not have happened. ”

"We cultivators, what we seek is to break through the confusion and become enlightened, not superstitious, and take subjective guesses for granted. We've done what needs to be done. It's late at night, Uncle Nine, you go to bed early. I'm coming to keep vigil tonight. ”

Drawing talismans is a very energy-consuming job, and Uncle Nine is indeed a little tired after drawing so many talismans today.

Qin Zhiyong sat cross-legged in the hall, thinking about the mystery of the zombie body and the problem of the spell formation.

"I wonder if I can draw a spell directly in the void?" Qin Zhiyong secretly said in his heart, "If it is feasible, it will be amazing." ”

Qin Zhiyong used true qi instead of pen and ink to draw talismans in the air, but unfortunately it didn't work. A spell is a formation, and it must have a carrier. Just like the human mind, it must have a body for the mind to exist.

But Dong Xiaoyu's ghost, without a body, why can it exist?

Qin Zhiyong has not studied this issue thoroughly.

Five days passed quickly.

On the night of the fifth day.

Qin Zhiyong was lying on the bed and entered a dormant state.

Suddenly.

Qin Zhiyong turned into a phantom and left the wing room and appeared in the courtyard.

Sensing the arrival of the zombie, it was not because Qin Zhiyong sensed its existence, but because he heard the sound when it flew in. Mental perception and hearing have their own wonderful uses.

"Old lady Ren, you're finally here."

Qin Zhiyong looked at the zombie whose appearance had changed greatly and said, "Can you understand my words?" If you know what I'm talking about, we'd better talk. ”

As long as it is an intelligent species, Qin Zhiyong feels that there is nothing that cannot be discussed. I'm afraid that there is no way to communicate, so I will do it as soon as we meet. That can only be a mortal enemy.

The zombie stared at Qin Zhiyong, let out a beast-like roar, and then walked towards him step by step.

At this moment, it walks in a state that is no different from that of ordinary people, no longer jumping forward like it has just come out of the coffin.