"Grandpa! What happened to you? The girl called Ya'er hugged her grandfather, who suddenly fainted.

After a long time, Lao Suo woke up, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with great difficulty, and muttered: "The last hard work of the Maoshan faction has just disappeared. ”

"You mean, your jumping corpse ......"

"Nope." Lao Suo waved his hand and slowly sat up straight. "I called you here to tell you that the tomb has been opened, and you can go to find an opportunity that belongs to you, but I didn't expect that the opportunity has not yet arrived, and the jumping corpse has been destroyed inside."

Zombies absorb corpse qi from the corpse raising place and become white zombies, white zombies are full of essence and blood and turn into black zombies, black zombies absorb yin and become jumping corpses, and jumping corpses swallow essence for decades to grow into flying corpses, and finally flying corpses become corpses, invincible in the world. However, in the records of the Maoshan faction, there is no appearance of Lu, which is a legendary existence. can have a jumping corpse by his side, and at this time, he can already run rampant.

Lao Su was the last generation of monks of the Maoshan faction, and his master pulled him up and passed on to him the jumping corpses that Maoshan had practiced for decades. When he was young, he surveyed the feng shui burial for people, borrowed the ancient tomb of unknown era as the base, redesigned the things to prevent tomb thieves, and made a bone tower with the person killed by the buyer, never thought that when it was about to be completed, the power of the original owner was stimulated, and the jumping corpse was sealed in a strange white stone door.

At first, he was still unwilling, and he tried to take back the jumping corpse for nearly a month, but to no avail. Later, he also figured out that he shouldn't be greedy for money and things that go against his will, just take it as retribution. In the end, he wandered around, alone, and wandered all his life.

After all these years, some thieves entered the tomb to rob the tomb, but they did not open the stone door and died under the mechanism he designed. was waiting for the tomb door to open, so that he could take out the jumping corpse, but before he could move, he was counterattacked.

Ya'er is a child he picked up eighteen years ago, raised from childhood to adulthood, and taught her the secret art of Maoshan, but there are no zombies, everything is in vain. In this year, there is a national movement to suppress it, and Chengjing is not allowed, let alone zombies. In desperation, he took her into southern Yunnan to find the secret technique of raising Gu, and after more than ten years, she finally became a small success.

At that time, the baby who was waiting to be fed had become a slim girl, dressed in the clothes of a Miao girl, and wore a silver lock made for her by his own hands around her neck. Gu Panjian is like a naughty deer, tame and cute with a hint of wildness. Looking at his own girl, Lao Suo was always warm in his heart, with a kind smile on his face, and wrinkles were all squeezed together.

"What about Grandpa? Suffered a backlash, your body ......" Ya'er was speechless, tears rolling in her eyes. She fell to her knees, hugged Lao Suo, and pressed her head to his lap.

"It's okay in a short period of time, but I can't accompany you for a few more years, and I'll hand over the jumping corpse to you." Lao Suo has already seen that inheritance or anything is not as precious as sharing the joy of family with his granddaughter. He rubbed the girl's head and looked at her lovingly.

Ya'er raised her head to look at her grandfather's pale face, and tears couldn't stop flowing.

"Don't cry, you go and talk to your master, grandpa will take you out for a walk, southern Yunnan is too small, and the outside world is very big. Go ahead, obedient. Lao Suo opened the girl's hand, and spit out blood with "wow-" in his mouth.

He got up and looked at the mountains outside the house, and stood with his hands in his hands. The jumping corpse is gone, but anyway, I have to go and see what happened there, at least ask the person who opened the tomb what he saw. If it was the jumping corpse that the person destroyed, then I wouldn't mind stabbing him.

The girl came to her master's house, and a man dressed in black and wearing an oil paint mask sat with his back to the window. Ya'er had never seen her face, only her hoarse voice, and the people in the village called her the high priest.

"Master, my grandfather is going to take me out."

The figure pointed to a dusty jar in the corner, and the girl understood it and held it to the high priest.

"Smash it open." There was not the slightest hint of joy or sorrow in the high priest's voice.

Ya'er clenched her fist and slammed it hard, the jar buzzed and vibrate, and she shook her hand and screamed in pain.

"Are your Gu worms used to look good?" The High Priest said coldly.

"Oh." The girl replied aggrievedly, and when she turned her palm, a colorful butterfly appeared in her hand, flapping her wings and flying, drawing a rainbow-like trace in the air and stopping in front of the jar, vibrating her wings and two knife lights flashed, "Bang-" The jar exploded.

A fiery red scorpion the size of a thumb landed on Ya'er's palm, and the scorching breath made Ya'er feel like she had grabbed the fire coal.

"This is the Flame Scorpion, you have a pact with it that can protect you." When the high priest had finished speaking, he was silent.

The girl thanked her and walked out of the high priest's room with the scorpion.

She bit her finger and dripped blood on the scorpion's body, followed by a six-pointed star in the air.

All her senses vanished in an instant, and she appeared in her sea of consciousness with a huge scorpion as large as a hill in front of her, leisurely shaking its long tail.

Ya'er stepped forward and gently put her palm on the tail needle of the red scorpion, and the pink light spread out and wrapped them, and finally disappeared into small points of light.

They came out of the sea of consciousness, and the red scorpion rubbed its long tail on Ya'er's fingers, and Ya'er could feel that she and the scorpion had a heart.

Lao Suo appeared from behind her, and said with a smile, "Are you ready?" Let's go. ”

"Hmm!" Ya'er grabbed her grandfather's arm, and the two walked out of the mountain. The butterfly is on the tip of the girl's hair, like a hairpin, and the red scorpion is dressed as a brooch, shiny and shiny.

At this time, Lifeng was looking for the boundary between the heavenly realm and the human world in mid-air, the extremely light but tough film.

In his mind, he began to recall all kinds of things after Yingzi's netherworld, and in that short period of hundreds of years, everything was being reshuffled. The struggle between power and the old and new forces has made the heavenly realm a miasma. What saddened him the most was Yingzi's child Jianma, who became a victim of it. Ying Ling'er was still in her arms, she was forcibly beaten, and the luck in the misfortune was that she passed through the execution ground, saved her soul, and sent her to the human world.

It is estimated that Ying Zi was seriously injured at the time, and he did not hesitate to exhaust his cultivation for Ying Ling'er, and finally ended up ......

Lifeng is a little sad, they are both demon giants, like siblings, although they have already become immortals and ancestors, but they are still inevitably reincarnated in heaven.

What about the boundary wall? Li Feng felt that the air above him was getting thinner and thinner, and he saw that he was getting farther and farther away from the earth, but he still couldn't see the trace of the boundary wall.

He felt it carefully for a long time and let out a long sigh.

The plan of those bastards in the heavenly realm succeeded, separating Xianfan from each other, and the words engraved on the wall in his grief and anger at that time were erased by an invisible force, just because of the leakage of heavenly secrets.

Heh, Heavenly Machine? The heavenly machine is just controlled by people.

Lifeng landed and appeared on the streets of Bashu, he did not cover the spell, he was dressed in black clothes, and his long hair was fluttering on the streets, feeling the atmosphere of this era.

"What a handsome coser!" "I guess an Internet celebrity came to shoot a video."

The bustling people around him, the various lives and states, are so new to Lifeng, and he feels that the human monks after becoming immortals are all missing these flavors.

Unknowingly, he came to Wanliuyan, which has been reopened as a scenic spot, but the area around Jinpo Mountain has been marked as the hardest-hit area of the epicenter, preventing people from going there on the grounds of repair. The Sword Pavilion here reveals a thriving scene. Every disciple worked hard to obtain the position of the source of spiritual energy, and they all rushed to cultivate and learn.

Lifeng couldn't help but nodded, the current human realm will be a paradise for cultivation, and with the slow recovery of aura in the future, many people will soar, thus breaking the boundary wall and entering the heavenly realm.

In that case, why don't you have a boat and put the icing on the cake?

He teleported into the Camper Mountains and summoned Kaede to listen.

"You're Lifeng-sama!" Kaede rubbed his eyes and shouted like a ghost.

"I'm not an adult anymore, not to mention that you were also in an important position back then, so don't be polite." Lifeng always gives people a feeling like a spring breeze.

"How did you get here?" Feng listened carefully in his heart, he must have not seen this first gentleman of the heavenly realm for more than two thousand years.

"It's hard to say this, I'm here to speed up the revival of the aura."

"I'm afraid I'm going to disappoint you." Feng Ting shrugged: "This is just the first mouth for spiritual energy recovery, and everything needs to be opened to truly complete spiritual power recovery." ”

"Can I speed up the process?" Lifeng was not annoyed, and listened carefully to what Feng was saying.

When Kaede heard this, he told the fruit and other things, and also said some hidden secrets.

"Even so, forget it." Li Feng smiled: "I'll go first, and we'll see you later." ”

"You walk slowly."