Time flies, decades pass in the blink of an eye.

In the cave, Wang Qi, who had a somewhat old face, sat on a stone bench and gently shook a bottle of mysterious liquid that emitted colorful light in his hand.

That's what he's been doing over the years, and he can transform himself into a zombie by taking the contents of the bottle.

This is a kind of zombie that is mainly based on the blood of the Pangu people, but it is different.

Specifically, it is the zombie bloodline that has this supporting cultivation method, and finally surpasses the red eye, returns to the basics, and has the hope of getting out of the road of transcendence.

If it weren't for the countless inheritance memories, Wang Qi would not have been able to sort out and create this cultivation method that was most suitable for the zombie he transformed.

After decades of research here, the outside world has long changed the world, stabilized the situation, and the people live and work in peace and contentment, and a state of vigorous development.

Fortunately, Wang Qi has not been unprepared over the years, he has left a few times, in addition to preparing living materials, he has gathered another group of people to help him collect the resentment of heaven and earth.

After opening the cave formation, he took out nine black mist pennants, arranged them and inserted them on the lid of a special coffin in the cave, and then lay down in the coffin and drank the liquid in the bottle.

Bang!

The coffin lid was pulled by a force, and after it was automatically closed, it suddenly sounded like a hellish sound of a soul asking for its life.

The flags planted on the ground fluttered without wind, and streams of black gas diffused, filling the entire cave stone chamber in a blink of an eye.

Ripples appeared in the air, and the whole space became ethereal, and after a flash of light, the cave became empty, and the coffin with nine flags was gone.

In the blink of an eye, I don't know how many years have passed, and on this day, there was a loud "boom" in the underworld, the space was broken, and a tattered coffin rushed out of it, hovering in mid-air.

"Jizo King! King Jizo, where are you? Come out! I'm here to fulfill my promise! ”

"Who is so bold as to dare to trespass on my underworld, take him down for me!"

Whoosh ......

At the man's command, a man dressed in black appeared, and countless chains flew out and tied up the coffin.

The men gritted their teeth and pulled down with all their might, trying to pull the coffin down, but no matter how hard they tried, the coffin still hovered in mid-air, not moving.

"Who are you?" The man inside the coffin continued, "What about King Jizo? ”

The person who gave the order looked up at the half-empty coffin, and said with a gloomy face: "The king of Jizo is not here for the time being, I am the current agent of Jizo, who are you?" ”

"What!" The person inside the coffin exclaimed in surprise and said, "Could it be that King Jizo is missing?" What do you want? ”

In this coffin, it is Wang Qi, who is wandering in the void outside the Three Realms and Six Realms, sleeping and drifting for an unknown number of years.

Now that he has finally achieved cultivation, he has woken up from his slumber and returned to the human world to fulfill the agreement he had made with the King of Jizo, only to hear a piece of news that shocked him.

If King Jizo is missing, doesn't that mean that Rahu's burial of the moon has happened, and even that Nyorai and Guanyin have reversed time and space, and everything has started again from 97 years back to 60 years ago?

Wang Qi knew that he was a step too late, and the King of Jizo was still forced by fate to reincarnate, and he couldn't complete the agreement between the two at the beginning, so he could only find an opportunity to be a favor and return it to the King of Jizo in the future.

I just don't know what time it is, and if this Jizo agent is what he wants, it will be even worse.

"Who should I ask for? I don't know him, and I'm not him. ”

Fortunately, the agent of this Jizo showed a suspicious look on his face and denied it, which made Wang Qi breathe a sigh of relief, as long as the Holy Mother of Yaochi and the King of People have not been destroyed, it doesn't matter, otherwise if everything happens, even if he knows everything, it will be useless.

"What year is it now?"

"'97." The Jizo agent said in a deep voice, "Who are you?" How did you find out about the disappearance of King Jizo? ”

"Thank you." Wang Qi didn't answer him, but said, "Since the king of Jizo is gone, then I will leave!" ”

"Presumptuous! You can come if you want to come to the underworld, and you can leave if you want, and you won't be caught if you don't tie my hands! ”

The Jizo agent was furious, and with a flip of his palm, he slapped at the coffin with a golden light.

As an agent of the earth, he was naturally able to exercise some of the authority of the underworld, and with this palm, the surrounding power of the underworld was mobilized by him and pressed down towards Wang Qi.

Wang Qi laughed, and did not fight back, with a "boom", the coffin where he was was suddenly split apart, and the black-clothed Grim Reaper, who was dragging the coffin with chains, all lost their center of gravity and fell to the ground.

Then a gust of wind swept by, and Wang Qi had long since disappeared from the scene except for a piece of broken wood.

A few days later, on Hong Kong Island, in the Tsutenkaku where the Nitto Group is located, Wang Qi instantly appeared like a shadow in front of Domoto Jing, who was dressed like a magician, looked at the other party and said, "I heard that you want to be a zombie? ”

"Roar!" Tang Benjing opened his mouth, exposed his two sharp fangs, stared at Wang Qi and said, "I am the supreme and noble zombie, you despicable human being, who let you break in?" If you dare to offend me, I want you to die! ”

"It looks like you're not lightly ill!" Wang Qi smiled and slapped out.

Bang!

Domoto spat blood and flew out, and the zombie fangs in his mouth also flew out, and it was a pair of specially made dentures.

"Confess me as Lord, give me your soul, your wealth, everything, and I can fulfill your wishes!"

Wang Qi walked over step by step, and came to the front of Tang Benjing, who collapsed to the ground, his eyes instantly turned red, but in the middle of his pupils, a deep black light flashed from time to time, and a pair of extremely sharp fangs gradually grew out of his mouth.

"Surrender, or die!"

"Zombies! You're a zombie! I've finally found you! Finally found you! Domoto's eyes were full of fanatical worship, as if he had seen a god, he struggled to get up and fell to his knees: "I'll give you whatever you want, please help me!" ”

"What a zombie talent!" Wang Qi couldn't help but be amazed.

As long as Wang Qi does not interfere too much in the future and cause huge changes or influences, as a zombie outside the Three Realms and Six Realms and not within the scope of the Heavenly Book, everything about him will not be recorded in the Book of Heaven.

The Book of Heaven records the beginning and end of everything, but there is no detailed record of everything in the process, except for things that have a huge impact on history.

So even if Wang Qi turns Tang Benjing into a zombie now, it doesn't matter, after all, this is a doomed result, as for who turned him into a zombie, it doesn't matter at all, so he won't be recorded in the Book of Heaven.

However, Wang Qi doesn't plan to do it now, otherwise with his quiet and unscrupulous character, he will inevitably set off monstrous waves, and maybe it will attract the attention of fate and lead to tracking himself.

"I'll take away a part of your soul first, take you as a servant, examine you for three years, and if you qualify, I'll turn you into a zombie."

After hearing Wang Qi's words, Tang Benjing showed a look of disappointment, but this was the only opportunity he was waiting for, so he naturally refused to miss it, and lay on the ground sincerely, and said respectfully: "Please accept me as a servant!" ”

Wang Qi felt funny, and couldn't help shaking his head, but his fingers were lightly hooked, and a soul and a soul were hooked from Tang Benjing's body, and he put it away.