"Mr. Zombie World?"

Shen Wen picked up the hot spirit spring on the table and drank it again, but his mind was recalling the plot of Mr. Zombie's world.

The plot of the zombie world takes place in the early years of the Republic of China, when the father of the wealthy squire Ren Fa coerced and lured a feng shui gentleman to ask for a piece of feng shui treasure land, and Mr. feng shui told him that after 20 years of burial, he must be buried in a grave in order to be born and grandchildren.

Twenty years later, Ren Fa found the local Maoshan master Nine Uncle to handle the matter, and on the day of the coffin, the ninth uncle found that the cemetery of the old lady Ren was a dragonfly point**, which was a feng shui treasure cave.

However, there is still no sign of decay in the twenty years after the death of the old lady Ren, which is extremely weird, and the ninth uncle plans to burn it, but unfortunately the old man Ren does not agree, and finally the corpse turns into a zombie, which starts a vicious fight.

"The Sun Divine Skill is just to the Yang to restrain ghosts and zombies, and there is also a Buddhist method I have comprehended to restrain ghosts and zombies, and there is no problem with ensuring safety."

Shen Wen checked the timeline of Mr. Zombie's world again, his mind moved, and his figure disappeared in place.

"Wang Chao, are you planning to cultivate internal strength, or do you plan to cultivate national arts?"

"If you choose to cultivate internal strength, you can receive a copy of the Nine Yang True Sutra."

"If you choose to practice national arts, you can get a copy of Taijiquan."

What happened to God, Zhang Sanfeng, Li Xunhuan and others naturally would not take their relatives to visit the Heavens Academy anymore, so they sent them back, and after Li Xunhuan woke up Wang Chao who had passed out, he asked.

"Is there any difference between internal strength and national art?"

Wang Chao hesitated.

He has also read a lot of martial arts novels, and subconsciously feels that martial arts cheats are more powerful, but internal strength and national martial arts can become courses of equal status, and naturally they also have their advantages.

"Cultivating national arts, strengthening the body, cultivating internal strength, and making the body more flexible, there is not much difference between the two."

"However, if you don't have any knowledge of meridians and acupoints, I suggest you choose the national arts."

Although he was a cultivator of internal strength, Li Xunhuan did not recommend Wang Chao to practice internal strength.

He could see at a glance that Wang Chao's body was ordinary, without any traces of cultivation, and in this case, the entry level of the lower national art was more suitable for him.

"You don't have to worry, the Heavenly Academy doesn't restrict you from cultivating the martial arts cheats of other systems."

Li Xunhuan seemed to know what Wang Chao wanted to say, and smiled slightly.

Not only did Wang Chao have this kind of thought, he wanted to cultivate more cultivation systems, but even he himself wanted to cultivate more cultivation systems.

However, when you really come into contact with different cultivation systems, you will understand one truth, you can't reach the peak of one cultivation system, and cultivating one more is completely distracting your energy.

The wisest way is to major in one cultivation system and absorb the essence of other systems.

"Then I'll choose Guoshu."

Wang Chao nodded.

"Shen Wansan, what course do you choose to cultivate?"

"Internal strength? National art? ”

Seeing that Wang Chao listened to his opinion, Li Xunhuan couldn't help but nod with satisfaction, and his eyes fell on the other freshman.

"I'll choose internal strength."

Shen Wansan hesitated.

Guoshu pays more attention to movement, needs to practice boxing for several hours a day, and needs to constantly fight with people in order to reach a high and profound realm.

Internal strength focuses on quietness, and what tests talent and understanding is the test.

Shen Wansan didn't know what his talent and comprehension were, but his ambition was not to cultivate, and it would take more time to cultivate the national arts.

"That's good."

Li Xunhuan nodded slightly, he also received a notice, this student is a little special.

"The person in charge of the national arts course is Teacher Tang Zichen Tang, the students who choose the internal strength course, if it is a matter of cultivating the Jiuyang True Scripture, you can ask Zhang Zhenren for advice, he has already cultivated the Jiuyang True Scripture to the Dacheng realm."

Li Xunhuan introduced.

"Prepare for a special class today."

"Your beginner class is also small, this time I will connect you to a world where there are Taoists, ghosts, and zombies, so that you can get in touch with the combat methods of other cultivation systems and broaden your horizons."

At this moment, Shen Wen's figure appeared and announced.

"Give you a quarter of an hour to prepare, and then let's go."

"Ah~"

Not to mention Wang Chao and Shen Wansan, the two new students, even the others were also shocked and a little flustered.

Taoists, ghosts and zombies!

How to deal with the opponent of this legend?

Although they had already prepared in their hearts, they really didn't expect it to come so quickly.

"If you have the chance, I will arrange for you to fight with ghosts and zombies, I hope you are mentally prepared and don't let me down when the time comes."

Shen Wen reminded.

"Master, will you catch ghosts?"

Zhang Cuishan subconsciously cast an inquiring glance at Zhang Sanfeng, if there really is, he will quickly teach him this stupid apprentice.

When the words fell, the others also cast inquiring glances at Zhang Sanfeng.

In their place, strictly speaking, only Zhang Sanfeng is a Taoist, although Zhang Cuishan is Zhang Sanfeng's apprentice, but he has nothing to do with Taoists, he is more like a chivalrous man.

"Lao Dao has never seen real ghost zombies, how can there be any way to deal with them?"

Zhang Sanfeng looked helpless.

It's really a Taoist priest who can catch ghosts, let alone a Taoist priest who has never even seen a ghost.

"I've heard that black dog blood restrains ghosts."

"The blood of the big rooster seems to do the trick."

"Tomb robbers carry black donkey hooves when they rob tombs, and black donkey hooves don't know if they can restrain ghosts and zombies?"

·······

Seeing that Zhang Sanfeng had no choice, everyone couldn't help but discuss.

"I've heard that boy urine can restrain ghosts and zombies."

Ip Man couldn't help but say a word.

"Don't look at your master for everything, you yourself are a person with a wife and children, you have to learn to be independent, and if you want a child's pee, ask your son for it."

Zhang Sanfeng's face was pale, and he glared at Zhang Cuishan angrily.

Don't look at what the occasion is.

"A quarter of an hour is fifteen minutes, and it will take one hundred and fifty minutes to return to the original world, and two and a half hours, I will go back to the original world to prepare first."

Yue Buqun said a word and disappeared in place.

It doesn't matter if it's useful for his black dog blood or rooster blood, let's take it with me first.

With the support of Ming Xiaozong Zhu Youzhang, all these things can be gathered in an hour.

"I'll go back too."

Ip Man said that he also returned to the original world.

He remembered that there was a butcher next door, and the butcher's knife that slaughtered an unknown number of pigs was, according to some folklore, capable of restraining ghosts and zombies.

After a while, only Shen Wansan and Wang Chao were left in the same place.

"Shen Wansan, you are responsible for the logistics of this course, Wang Chao, you are Shen Wansan's assistant."

Shen Wansan and Wang Chao are ordinary people, but they don't need them to participate in the battle.

"It's the Dean."

Hearing Shen Wen's words, Shen Wansan and Wang Chao breathed a sigh of relief in their hearts.

Condor World, Shaolin Temple.

"Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!" ······

"Abbot, shall we stop for a moment?"

One of the eighteen bronze men was a little hesitant.

The man named God lying on the ground had been beaten with an iron rod for most of the hour.

"Stop, what's the stop? Teacher Li asked us to give him three or four hours of trial, and this was just the beginning. ”

The abbot glared at the little monk.

really doesn't have any eyesight, this unlucky guy was sent by Li Xunhuan to polish it.

In addition to Li Xunhuan, the newcomer Tang Zichen also told them to be attentive.

If you don't beat this god today, he won't stop.

"Hurry... Let go of me, Heavenly Academy... Send a notice, and in a quarter of an hour, we're going to... Enter the trials of other worlds, you dare to delay me······"

At this moment, the god, who had been crippled, spat blood from his mouth, his eyes were about to split, and he choked up.

"A quarter of an hour? Rest assured, it won't affect your class. ”

The abbot hit the god in the mouth with an iron rod, knocking out his front teeth directly, very horizontal, and dared to threaten them at this time.

When I first came, I looked at them like garbage.

"Fight for another hour and a half, and finally give him thirteen breaths, ten breaths to recover from his injuries, and three breaths for him to prepare for departure."

god，“······”。