The heavy rain kept falling, and the atmosphere in the Guandi Temple was a little depressing.

Of course, everything is relative, Zhou Yunbiao and Zhou Rongrong were terrified, more than two dozen living people turned into corpses in the blink of an eye, and between their breaths, there was a strong smell of blood, which scared them speechless.

After Qiu Mingyang ate and drank enough, he sat cross-legged in the corner and began to practice the exercises of the Maoshan School again.

Throwing all the corpses of the thieves out of the Guandi Temple, Li Yunfeng sat cross-legged, his heart turned a thousand knots, and after practicing the Qi Hope Technique, the white qi of the people he saw did not exceed one zhang, and the black qi rarely exceeded one meter.

Before, he used the Qi Hope Technique to look at himself, the white qi was more than 130 zhang long, and the black qi was also more than 50 zhang, and there were so many black and white qi, which made him uneasy and a little unbelievable.

After thinking about it carefully, he took it for granted, at the end of the Qing Dynasty, there were tens of thousands of people who died directly in his hands, and tens of thousands of people died indirectly because of him.

The white qi represents merit, the black qi represents the evil, the soldiers of the Yan and Huang countries who went on expeditions in all directions are all his subordinates, and those soldiers kill good people or kill bad people, and his black and white qi will increase a little.

Since he obtained the best innate spirit treasure Kunlun Mirror, Li Yunfeng had more and more doubts in his heart, just because his own strength was too weak to understand the reason, he could only give up getting to the bottom of it again and again.

Glancing at Daoist Qiu who was practicing, and then at the trembling Zhou grandson, he sat cross-legged, running the nameless internal strength method, and the internal force in the lower dantian flowed along the meridian acupuncture points.

The internal force is like a mouse, running in the meridians like a road, passing through one acupuncture point after another, it will stop for a while, and then continue on the road, running in a circular cycle, and finally return to the lower dantian.

"I can only hold on for thirteen small weeks." Li Yunfeng, who was dizzy, was forced to stop, and seeing that it was still raining outside, he stood up, moved his body, and stood in a three-body pose.

Qiu Mingyang, who pretended to be practicing, remembered the twenty or so thieves just now, and the depression in his heart was too much to write, before he could start, he was killed by the surname Li and only one was left, and the merit sent to the door was taken by others.

"It is time-consuming and labor-intensive to use the Qi Observation Technique to gain insight into good and evil, if only I could look at the Qi Technique, I can see through the good or evil of others at a glance, but unfortunately we only have the Qi Observation Technique in Maoshan, and the legendary Qi Viewing Technique has not been seen for more than 100 years."

It was originally a descendant of Maoshan who subdued demons and eliminated demons and saved the common people, but he was regarded as a murderous demon by Zhou's grandson, Qiu Mingyang felt aggrieved, in order to avoid embarrassment, he pretended to practice the exercises, just waited for the rain to stop and the two of them left, and then opened his eyes to see the world.

As a disciple of the Maoshan Sect, it is his duty to save the suffering, as a cultivator, he has the corresponding arrogance, how could he explain to the two mortals in a low voice, isn't it just killing a bad person? He didn't do anything wrong!

After a long time, the rainstorm stopped, and Zhou's grandson left the Guandi Temple in a hurry without saying a word.

A few minutes later, Qiu Mingyang opened his eyes and said with a complicated expression: "Let's go too." ”

Li Yunfeng nodded, moved his muscles and bones on the spot, and quickly followed.

The two of them are strong, jumping over mountains and water, and galloping all the way to the south.

At dusk, the two walked into a silent village.

Corpses were lying on the ground, and there was a fist-sized blood hole in the chest of each corpse, Li Yunfeng asked suspiciously: "Dao Chief, have you found anything?" ”

"Evil spirits are everywhere, if there is no accident, these corpses are all done by zombies, I hope that the zombie has not transformed into a flying corpse, otherwise it will be another catastrophe." Qiu Mingyang said with a solemn expression.

Shi Zhan Qi Technique looked at it, the rich red and black qi spread in the village, and there was a slight red qi exuding on the corpses, Li Yunfeng asked, "Dao Chief, can you find that zombie?" ”

"We'll talk about zombies later, first eliminate the hidden dangers, cremate these corpses, once the moon is empty, these corpses can absorb the power of Taiyin, and then transform into zombies." Qiu Mingyang said.

The two of them carried a lot of firewood, lit it, and threw the corpses into the raging fire.

"Hope to find that zombie." After Qiu Mingyang finished speaking, he took out a quaint compass and whispered a few incantations, and the pointer on the compass began to rotate.

Li Yunfeng looked around with the Zhan Qi technique, and along the faint red and black qi, he walked over thoughtfully.

"How do you know where to go?" Qiu Mingyang asked suspiciously.

"I feel like zombies are in this direction." Li Yunfeng said.

"How do you feel? If you can sense that the zombies are in that direction, will the poor road still need to cast spells? Qiu Mingyang questioned.

"Dao Chief, look, are these the footprints left by zombies?" Li Yunfeng stretched out his hand and pointed to the ground, and said with a smile.

As a cultivator in the foundation building period, Qiu Mingyang's eyesight was far beyond that of mortals, and he saw the footprints on the ground at a glance, and after thinking about it, he asked suspiciously: "Could it be that these footprints are not left by living people?" ”

"These footprints are big and fresh, and they are not wearing shoes, which of the corpses of the adults in the village is not wearing shoes? Since it wasn't the footprints of those people in the village, they must have been zombies. Li Yunfeng said.

The two followed the footprints all the way, casting spells three times in succession, confirming the direction pointed by the compass, and after the direction of the footprints was consistent, Qiu Mingyang realized that the footprints on the ground were left by zombies, and then, the speed of the two soared several times.

"Dao Chief, what should we do?" Looking at the dark cave, Li Yunfeng asked a little blankly, he is a soy sauce player, it is better to catch zombies and kill zombies and other things, or leave them to professionals.

"After dark, the zombie will come out, the cave is dark and small, we wait for it to come out." Qiu Mingyang said that a black-haired zombie that is very likely to be a powerful flying zombie, or about to transform into a flying zombie, cannot tolerate his carelessness.

"It's all up to the Taoist chief." Li Yunfeng nodded, silently prepared to see that the situation was wrong and immediately flashed, if the zombies were not very powerful, he would observe how to deal with the zombies, so as to facilitate the refining of zombie puppets in the future.

Qiu Mingyang checked the yellow paper talismans, glutinous rice, wooden magic swords, etc. on his body, and after confirming that they were normal, he said in a low voice: "The sun has just set, the moon has just come out, and the zombie's strength is not the strongest now......

Li Yunfeng rushed into the woods, and a few minutes later, with extraordinary eyesight, he found several wild boars, knocked one wild boar unconscious, grabbed a pig's leg in one hand, and rushed all the way as fast as the wind, and in an instant, he returned to the outside of the cave.

"Bloodletting." Qiu Mingyang said.

Pulling out the military dagger at his waist, Li Yunfeng cut the wild boar's neck.

Hot pig blood squirted wildly, "Woo woo! The screams rang out, and the thick smell of blood spread.

A moment later, footsteps came from inside the cave.

The sound that was getting closer and closer made Qiu Mingyang nervous, once he found out that it was a flying stiffness, he would never stay for a second.

A zombie covered in black hair rushed out of the cave at a speed like the wind, and rushed straight towards the wild boar that was screaming and struggling.

"Although it is about to transform into a flying zombie, it is still a black-haired zombie after all." Qiu Mingyang breathed a sigh of relief, took out the zombie puppet in the cloth bag, and whispered a few incantations, and the fist-sized puppet turned into an iron corpse with copper light.