The middle-aged Taoist priest took out a compass, pinched a hand, recited a few incantations, and the pointer on the compass turned a few times.

The zombie stood motionless on the ground, exhaling and inhaling, and a trace of heaven and earth aura sank into its body.

Glancing at the compass, the middle-aged Taoist priest shook the bell, and the zombie strode forward.

"That Taoist priest specializes in cleaning up zombies? No, no, he was supposed to earn merit. Li Yunfeng's heart moved, and he landed silently and followed, zombies are a good thing, and he also wants to get one.

Zombies are immensely powerful and invulnerable.

The refined zombie can be called the best fighter, the strength of the iron corpse can be comparable to the top martial artists, the bronze corpse can fight the peerless martial artist, the silver corpse can rival the cultivator of the golden pill stage, and the golden corpse is enough to match the cultivator of the Yuan infant stage.

The zombie that just broke out of the coffin, covered with white hair, very weak, afraid of fire and light, is called a white-haired zombie, sucks blood for a few years, and after the white hair is transformed into black hair, it is a black-haired zombie.

The initial strength of the black-haired zombie is also very weak, and it is not a strong man's opponent, only after people are asleep, they dare to sneak attack the old and weak women and children, and after sucking human blood for a few years, the black-haired zombie will evolve into a flying corpse.

Flying corpses are agile and jump like flying. But it can't really fly, the flying corpse no longer sucks blood, but sucks ** spirit, and with the growth of strength, the flying corpse can evolve into an extremely powerful dartle.

The drought can change into a human form, and its strength is comparable to that of a cultivator who is about to become an immortal. With the improvement of strength, the drought can become a fierce dragon with a strength comparable to that of an immortal......

Zombies are born with a yin and evil spirit, immortal, immortal, immortal, and reincarnation, they use resentment as strength, blood as food, abandoned and feared by the immortals, since ancient times, any cultivator who finds a zombie will destroy it.

Silently recalled the records related to zombies, Li Yunfeng's heart was hot, and he was eager to get a zombie, but he was a little helpless, among the thousands of classics in the scripture building, there was no art of refining corpses.

Looking at the middle-aged Taoist priest who was drifting away, he cheered up, and followed with a smile on his face, secretly thinking about how to get the corpse alchemy technique he needed from the other party.

"The yin aura is so strong, burying the elders here, doesn't it make him become a zombie?"

Looking at the grave in front of him, the middle-aged Taoist priest complained a few words, and then began to get busy again.

The zombie, emitting a slight copper light, quickly scraped the dirt, and after a few moments, the coffin was revealed.

The middle-aged Taoist priest recited a few incantations, threw out a yellow paper talisman, and a raging fire rose.

A figure that looked grateful, kowtowed to the Taoist priest a few times, and disappeared without a trace in a strange way.

"I hope that your descendants in the next life will not bury you in a place of darkness again." The middle-aged Taoist priest said to himself, the other party is still early from reincarnation, and marriage and childbirth are even more out of reach, and he couldn't help laughing when he thought of this.

The moon recedes and the red sun rises.

Seeing that the sky was getting brighter, the middle-aged Taoist priest said, "Collect!" ”

The bronze corpse shrank rapidly, and in an instant, it became the size of a fist.

Put the bronze corpse into the cloth bag, looked around, and the middle-aged Taoist priest walked down the mountain quickly.

Li Yunfeng's heart moved, he walked around to the front of the other party, took out a roasted wild goat from the space, took out some dry firewood and lit it...... The grease fell into the fire, and the sound of sizzling sounded, and the rich aroma of meat wafted in the wind.

The middle-aged Taoist priest who was hurrying, smelling the smell of meat in the air, couldn't help but swallow his saliva, looked surprised, doubted in his heart, and said secretly: "It's just dawn, how can someone barbecue meat?" Wait for the poor road to go over and see, what kind of demon is it? ”

Hearing the footsteps behind him getting closer and closer, Li Yunfeng smiled heartily, tore off a leg of mutton, and ate it with great gusto.

"It's a normal person, not a demon, there's no water around, and there's no smell of blood, it's so weird, is he waiting for the poor road?" The middle-aged Taoist priest who was puzzled in his heart walked over secretly vigilantly.

When the other party approached him, Li Yunfeng turned around and glanced at it, turned around disapprovingly, and continued to eat roast mutton.

Seeing that the other party's expression was normal, the middle-aged Taoist priest's thoughts turned, and he pretended to be kind and asked, "This little brother, what are you baking?" ”

"Wild goats." Glancing at the other party sitting cross-legged, Li Yunfeng said casually.

"Looks good." The middle-aged Taoist priest praised with a smile.

"Well, the outside is scorched and the inside is tender, and cumin is also put in, which can be eaten in front of you." Li Yunfeng said lightly.

The middle-aged Taoist priest was extremely depressed, didn't he say that he relied on his parents at home and his friends when he went out? He didn't expect that the other party was so old that he didn't understand the world, he sat down, and didn't invite him to eat some barbecue?

Such a big wild goat, the other party can't finish it, invite him to eat some, you can also become his friend, right? A Taoist priest who can catch ghosts, destroy corpses, and spells is not a casual friend.

Li Yunfeng ate the barbecue by himself, as if the Taoist priest in front of him did not exist.

"Poor Maoshan ***, haven't asked the little brother for his name?" The middle-aged Taoist priest arched his hand.

"Under the surname Li, the name Yunfeng, the word Yingle, you can call me Li Yunfeng, you can also call me Li Yingle." Li Yunfeng said.

"Li Yingle, do you win? That's a good name. *** smiled and praised.

"My grandfather said that you are happy when you win, so." Li Yunfeng sneered.

"Brother Li, can you sell me some of your barbecue?" Asked.

"Even if the Taoist chief eats, the money will not be used, and I won't be able to eat it anyway." Li Yunfeng said with a smile.

"If I knew it was so simple, would I still need to bother with the poor road?" Depressed, he thanked him, reached out and tore off a leg of mutton, tasted it gently, and after confirming that it was non-toxic, he ate it in a big gulp.

"In the Legend of the Condor Heroes, Huang Rong used her extraordinary cooking skills to get the fifteen-style dragon descending eighteen palms for Guo Jing from Hong Qigong, the leader of the beggar gang, and my cooking skills are no less than her, I don't know if I can get the art of alchemy from this Taoist priest." Li Yunfeng said secretly in his heart.

"Brother Li, your roasted mutton is so delicious." praised.

"It's okay, I still think that Buddha jumping over the wall is the best delicacy in the world." Li Yunfeng said.

"What is a Buddha jumping over the wall?" Asked curiously.

"Buddha jumps over the wall with sea cucumbers, abalone, dried scallops, shark fins...... Take the mushroom as the ingredient, use the jar as a pot, simmer it over a strong fire, and then simmer it slowly...... The altar is full of meat incense floating around, and the Buddha hears the abandonment of Zen and jumps over the wall! Li Yunfeng deliberately swallowed his saliva.

"Brother Li, will you be a Buddha jumping over the wall?" I couldn't help but ask.

"Of course I can do it, but unfortunately there are no ingredients now, and I can't eat at the thought of Buddha jumping over the wall, eh." Li Yunfeng said with a sigh, and after speaking, he threw away the mutton in his hand, as if it was difficult to swallow.

"Brother Li, how about Poor Dao accompany you to find ingredients?" Asked expectantly, the altar is full of meat incense floating around the neighbors, the key is that the Buddha heard the sentence of abandoning Zen and jumping over the wall, which was too tempting for him.

What kind of delicacy can make the bald donkey who is chanting the scriptures lose his homework and jump out of the wall?

"Okay then." Li Yunfeng was overjoyed in his heart, he was close to the water and the building was the first to get the moon, and he was one step closer to getting the corpse refining technique from the other party, how could he not be happy? He pretended to think about it for a moment, gritted his teeth and nodded.

As for the Buddha jumping over the wall? This dish is very troublesome, just wait for the art of refining corpses to be mastered, with his rare cooking skills in the world, and the condiments that others don't have, he can make up a corresponding dish, and he can make the Taoist priest in front of him dizzy.