After the iron door was pulled open from the inside, a seven or eight-year-old boy with two hairbrushes slowly walked out with an old man with a white beard and a drooping chest.

The old man was dressed in a black floor-sweeping robe, carrying a purple-gold dragon head cane, and his wrinkled face was full of seriousness.

After leaving the iron gate, the old man first raised his eyebrows and looked at Li Qing's shirt that was held by the purple rune, and then said in a hoarse voice: "Tong'er, you go and tear off the corner of this purple stiff robe for the old man to see....."

When the boy heard this, his immature face nodded with seriousness, and then he took two steps forward and tore off Li Qing's cuffs with a 'stab' sound, and then walked up to the old man and lifted the cuffs high.

The old man first looked at the material of the cuff, then frowned and sniffed it, then squinted his eyes and slowly walked to Li Qing to observe.

After half a ring, the old man shook his head slightly and stroked his beard and said: "Tong'er, you tell the two people outside that this purple zombie is not the mutated black-haired zombie of Zhou Quan, by the way, tell them that Zhou Quan has been killed by this zombie, notify the corpse house!"

"Zhou Quan died in the hands of a purple zombie?"

Tong Er's face changed when he heard this, and his big eyes were like light bulbs. Then he glanced at Li Qing, who was stunned by Fu Zhen, and walked out with a strange face.

After he left, the old man slowly raised his hand and touched the corpse mark on Li Qing's forehead, and after quietly feeling the corpse mark, the old man's hand stroking his beard suddenly froze. Then he opened his eyes violently and stroked his beard and laughed.

"Okay, well, it's a self-aware zombie again!!!

At this time, Tong'er happened to come back, and when he saw the old man laughing, he couldn't help but ask strangely: "Why is the ancestor laughing, is it because of this zombie?"

The old man smiled and beckoned to Tong'er: "Tong'er, use the corpse control technique that the ancestor taught you a few days ago to bring this purple zombie into the secret room, and then come out to help me get something!"

Tong'er nodded, then bit his right index finger with an extremely serious face, and then flicked it at Li Qing, and a drop of bright red blood flew from his finger to Li Qing's mouth. Then he quickly pinched a seal with both hands, and said in a crisp voice: "With my blood, I will move forward!

When the words fell, he combined his hands and pointed at the iron door with a sword finger, and shouted urgently: "Jump!"

With his voice, Li Qing, who was still and didn't move, jumped up violently.

Seeing this, Tong'er's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly trotted to the iron door and pushed the door open, then quickly stood aside, and pointed to the dark space behind the iron door with his combined hands, and shouted loudly: "Jump !! again"

The moment the words fell, Li Qing's body jumped forward again.

Tong'er's face was already full of excitement at this time, and he looked at the old man on the side with wide eyes and expectation.

When the old man saw this, he immediately cast an encouraging gaze.

Tong'er's face suddenly brightened, and he happily controlled Li Qing to jump into the dark space behind the iron door.

After Tong Er and Li Qing entered the space behind the iron gate, the old man's originally kind expression suddenly became cold, and he looked at his wrinkled hands and muttered: "Now all the materials have been gathered, as long as the pill of this seat is successfully refined, even if the Lord of the Corpse Mansion comes in person, he will not want to stop this seat!"

When the words fell, the old man's eyes were full of coldness when he looked at the iron gate.

After a while, Tong'er walked out from behind the iron gate with a bright smile, jumped in front of the old man, raised his head and asked, "Ancestor, don't you want me to help you get something?"

The old man trembled and reached out to touch Tong'er's head, and said with a kind smile: "Go and move the Dan furnace in the secret room, as well as the more than ten pots of medicinal materials placed next to the Dan furnace below!"

"Okay!"

As he spoke, the boy had already run away.

The old man looked at Tong'er's back, a trace of coldness flashed in his eyes, and then he trembled and walked slowly towards the iron gate with the purple gold dragon head cane.

After laboriously stepping into the iron door, what appeared in front of the old man was a staircase of more than 20 steps, and under the steps was a basement of about 100 square meters.

And in the center of this basement there is an altar, and on the side of the altar stand eight zombies with purple talismans, and Li Qing is among them.

The old man carefully leaned against the wall and slowly descended the steps, then raised his head and glanced at the eight purple zombies with a wistful gaze, and said in a hoarse voice full of vicissitudes: "One hundred and eighty years, I finally let this seat collect these eight zombies with souls!"

As he spoke, the old man slowly walked down the steps, then slowly walked to the altar and sat cross-legged on the ground, waiting quietly.

After more than ten minutes, Tong'er came to the basement panting and holding the bronze Dan furnace that was larger than his whole person, and then put it on the ground with a "bang", and then wiped the sweat from his forehead.

Seeing this, the old man slowly raised his hand and handed a red pill to Tong'er, and said accusingly: "If you are lazy in cultivation again, just a Dan furnace will tire you like this!"

Tong Er stuck out his tongue and took the elixir, and then swallowed it in one gulp under the burning gaze of the old man.

The next moment, his pale face, which was too tired, instantly turned rosy.

Then, without waiting for the old man to speak, he turned around and ran to get the herbs again.

It was about half an hour before he moved all the herbs to the basement.

At this time, his face was as red as an apple, and a puff of white smoke was constantly rising above his head.

The old man looked at Tong'er worriedly, and said slowly: "Tong'er, you jump into the Dan furnace, and the ancestor will help you refine the medicinal power in your body!"

Tong'er didn't doubt him, nodded obediently, and then jumped in by the edge of the Dan furnace.

After he jumped in, the old man waved his sleeves at the Dan furnace, and then half a furnace of clear water instantly appeared in the Dan furnace.

The old man waved his sleeves again, and the lid of the Dan furnace on the ground flew up with a 'bang', and then covered the Dan stove with a 'bang', locking the boy inside.

As if he had experienced such a thing many times, the boy in the Dan furnace sat cross-legged with his eyes closed obediently, without making a sound.

After the lid of the Dan furnace was closed, the kind expression on the old man's face had completely disappeared, and his old face was full of gloomy color. Then he slowly took two steps back, raised his hand and pointed at the Dan furnace, and a flame suddenly appeared out of thin air, surrounding the Dan furnace.

In the process of quietly waiting for time, a Dan prescription slowly appeared in the old man's mind.

"Heavenly Gentian, Fuyao Grass, Hundred Treasures, Zombie Souls, and...... Eight-year-old live!"