Wudang Mountain, Xuanji Palace.

Sandalwood copper stove, futon road statue.

A faint smoke fills the hall, passes through the red lacquered beams and columns, and overflows the window threshold, giving people a sense of detachment from the mundane and ethereal.

A white-haired Taoist sat quietly in front of the statue of Tianzun Dao, with his back to the temple door, his hands supporting the dust, closing his eyes and not moving.

His breathing was extremely light and light, his robe was pure, and his beard was white, but his complexion was ruddy, and his skin was delicate like that of a child.

In the main hall, there is no second person except him.

Soon.

Outside the main hall, there was a very rhythmic sound of gentle footsteps, getting closer and closer, and the figure gradually elongated and cleared in the sunlight.

The person who came was the head of Wudang, Tianji Zhenren.

But seeing that the Tianji Zhenren stepped into the Xuanji Hall and saluted towards the Tianzun Dao statue in the hall, the white-haired Taoist who was sitting upright didn't seem to be aware of it, didn't make a single movement, and didn't say a word.

After the ceremony, Tianji Zhenren's gaze fell on the white-haired Taoist man, and a trace of gloom flashed in the depths of his eyes, and then he bowed slightly.

"Senior brother."

The white-haired Taoist didn't open his eyes, but he spoke softly.

"Senior brother, why did you suddenly come here?"

"It's nothing, it's just to come and see my senior brother and say something." Tianji Zhenren said indifferently.

There was silence for a while.

"Has the sect encountered a tricky matter?" The white-haired Taoist still didn't open his eyes.

"No, I didn't." Tianji Zhenren shook his head, paused and continued: "It's the rivers and lakes, it's the world, and it's about to usher in a catastrophe." ”

As soon as these words came out, the white-haired Taoist finally opened his eyes, and there was a divine light in them.

"What a catastrophe."

"Zombie chaos." Tianji Zhenren said, his tone was a little strange.

The white-haired Taoist stood up and glanced at the Tianji True Man with a little surprise.

"Zombies?"

"Senior brother, I don't know about zombies." Tianji Zhenren suddenly asked.

The white-haired Taoist shook his head: "You tell me about it first." ”

There is no accident, Tianji Zhenren and the white-haired Taoist talked about the current situation in the world. When he heard this, he looked shocked.

"There is such a thing in the world!"

It can be seen that the words of Tianji Zhenren made his image of a fairy wind bone be destroyed.

"No wonder you came to me, this matter is indeed serious, it has endangered the entire rivers and lakes and the world, I will take action." The white-haired Taoist said in a solemn and authentic tone.

In his heart, he had another idea.

"Zombies are born, and the short-lived corpse chasers who were short-lived ten years ago once said that zombies will never be allowed to appear in the world. Now that the zombies are in turmoil, something must have gone wrong with them......"

Thinking of this, the white-haired Taoist mentioned the dust, and suddenly said: "I have to go to Shaolin and discuss with Wuchen." The world is in big trouble. ”

However, Tianji Zhenren asked: "Senior brother is so worried, it seems that he knows some hidden secrets. ”

The white-haired Taoist looked at him, and then sighed: "Okay, I didn't want to mention this matter originally, but if there will be chaos today, this secret will be known sooner or later, so I'll tell you." ”

Tianji Zhenren's eyes flashed, and he said, "I want to hear about it." ”

The white-haired Daoist's gaze fell to the outside of the hall and began to fall into some kind of memory.

"Do you remember, ten years ago, the Demon Cult Rebellion."

Tianji Zhenren nodded, although he was not the head of Wudang at that time, he still remembered the rebellion of the Demon Sect vividly, after all, he had personally participated in it.

It's just that in the end, he didn't participate in a big battle with Gu Haotian, and it is said that there was another hidden story in that battle at that time, not as rumored in the rivers and lakes. He also became the head of Wudang, so he knew this, and he didn't know what it was, only the parties who personally participated in the First World War fully understood.

The white-haired Daoist in front of him, his senior brother Tianxuan Daoren, was one of the original participants, and he was also the only one who survived.

In addition to the Tianxuan Dao people, the other person is the dustless master of Shaolin.

"The original Demon Sect Leader Gu hated the sky, and his demonic skills were earth-shattering, and his strength was so strong that he almost overwhelmed all the masters in the world. Even under the joint efforts of the eight major sects and the eight peak masters of the eight major sects at that time, they couldn't take the ancient hatred. Tianxuan Daoist recalled.

Tianji Zhenren was shocked when he heard this, and felt that this was impossible.

"Do you think it's impossible?" Tianxuan Dao people remembered for themselves, and then their faces turned firm, and there was still a trace of fear in their eyes.

"However, this is true, when the peak masters of the Eight Great Grandmasters, Wuchen and I even touched the threshold of the Great Grandmaster, but we were still defeated in the hands of Gu Hatetian. In the end, except for me and Wuchen, the other six died tragically on the spot. ”

"All because of this, that Gu hated Tian practiced an unimaginable magic skill, that is, he turned into a zombie in the body of a living person, and after practice, he could be invulnerable, and his true anger was difficult to hurt. And the palms and ten fingers are covered with poison, even the true qi of the grandmaster master can hardly stop this poison, and the other six grandmaster peak masters died tragically because of this poison. ”

"Wuchen and I were originally affected by this poison, and our strength dropped greatly, and if there was no accident, we would have died in the hands of Gu Hatetian."

"At the last moment, someone suddenly intervened to stop me and save Wuchen."

Speaking of this, the expression on the face of the Tianxuan Daoist became strange, and he continued.

"The appearance of this person has made that Gu Hattian's expression change greatly, I have never seen that kind of look on Gu Hattian's face, mixed with resentment, anger, panic, and jealousy."

"It's just because that person is the same as Gu Haotian, a contemporary descendant from the Shonan Corpse Chasing Sect."

When Tianji Zhenren heard this, he was particularly familiar with the words 'Shonan Corpse Chasing Sect', wasn't that the sect that Wu Nian had accidentally mentioned to him in Cliff Mountain.

Gu Hate Tian actually came from that sect, which is really unimaginable.

With questions, Tianji Zhenren continued to listen.

"That Gu Hate Heaven was originally a disciple of the Corpse Chasing Sect, but he was later expelled from the sect because of his bad heart, and for some reason he became the leader of the Demon Sect. The reason why his demonic skills are so good is that he used the corpse refining method of the corpse chasing sect to turn himself into a half-human, half-stiff monster. When the current generation of the corpse expulsion faction learned of this, they came out to get rid of this evil scoundrel who had caused trouble in the world......"

"This person has explored in many ways, found the place where we fought with Gu Hatetian, saved me and Wuchen by chance, and dealt with Gu Hatetian, the means shown are breathtaking, he can control zombies against the enemy, and he can also use legendary spells and spells......"

In the end, this person successfully defeated Gu Hatetian, but he himself was also seriously injured and was unable to destroy Gu Hate Tian again. In order to prevent Gu Hatian from poisoning the world again, he imprisoned Gu Hatian's zombie magic skills by means of chasing corpses, and asked Wuchen to bring him back to Shaolin and suppress it in the back mountain of Shaolin. With Shaolin's Buddhist wishing power, slowly wear away the ancient hatred of the sky......"

These words almost changed Tianji Zhenren's cognition, if it wasn't from his senior brother's mouth, he would never believe it. What happened back then, there is still such a hidden secret.

The Tianxuan Daoist who had finished recalling, his face returned to normal, his back was to the Tianji Zhenren, and he couldn't help but sigh.

It's just that he didn't notice the Tianji Zhenren behind him, and a glint suddenly appeared in his eyes, and his expression instantly became indifferent, as if he had changed someone.

Then, a palm struck the back of the Tianxuan Daoist in the heart.