After inspecting the bag, Zhang Yang swept his consciousness again, and reached out and took out a small black bottle from Wang Yao's corpse.

I opened it and smelled it, and a light breath greeted me.

Zhang Yang hesitated for a moment, dripping a drop, and did not dare to drop it directly into his eyes, but carefully wiped it on his eyelids.

The faint blue light flashed, and Zhang Yang only felt that his vision suddenly became clearer than ever, and he could see everything around him clearly.

"Wow! What kind of spiritual water is this, it's too rebellious, right? A drop can restore my eyesight?"

Zhang Yang became excited.

Since becoming a zombie, although he can see things at night, he usually sees things in a hazy way, which is really unpleasant; later, although he cultivated his divine sense, on the one hand, the range of his divine consciousness is only about 100 meters; on the other hand, seeing things with his eyes is different from the experience of scanning information with his divine sense.

I thought that this life would be like this, but now my eyesight has suddenly recovered, and my heart is so happy!

As far as the eye can see, the verdant mountains are so picturesque that it seems that you can never get enough of it.

"This fairy world is so beautiful! Compared to here, all the mountains and rivers in the original world are garbage heaps!"

Zhang Yang sighed.

After a while, Zhang Yang's excited face slowly turned cold.

Because, he found that the effectiveness of the spiritual water was slowly decreasing, and his vision was gradually blurring.

I used to be vague and didn't feel anything, but now I see things clearly for a while, just get used to enjoying it, and I was beaten back to its original shape, under the huge gap, the pain in my heart!

"Hey, I'll just say! How could there be such a thing as rebellious...... In other words, even if there is such an anti-heaven thing, how can it be in a small person like Wang Yao. ”

"I don't know what kind of spiritual water this is, but after rubbing it, it seems that it can greatly increase people's eyesight during the effective period, not only can they see more clearly and farther, but they can also see through the invisible charms-well! ”

"I just don't know, what will be the effect of this spiritual water if it is wiped for a long time?

"I don't ask for too much, I just need to restore the eyesight of ordinary people. If you can naturally see through the invisibility charm, it is naturally better. ”

"It's a pity that there is only such a small bottle, and it is impossible to do experiments. ”

Zhang Yang sighed and put the little black bottle into the bag, and didn't have much hope for getting more spiritual water.

After all, Zhang Yang saw the painful expression on Wang Yao's face when he was using spiritual water at that time. It shows that this thing is very precious, and it is already a lot of luck to be able to get a small bottle.

......

"Huh, why don't the other men in black have a bag?

"Could it be that they are too miserable?"

Zhang Yang checked a few other black-clothed people, but only took out a small number of spirit stones and some low-level talismans from his arms, and did not find the bag, so he couldn't help but sigh lightly, feeling a little incredible.

He didn't know that if these men in black could still hear him, he would probably have to jump up and find him desperately.

The bag is also relatively valuable in the cultivation realm.

An ancient sect like the Laoshan School, which has accumulated over thousands of years, can only be equipped with inner disciples. Even the Yin Daoist Shiming and such a top outstanding disciple of the outer sect failed to mix with the bag.

Although the Corpse Refining Sect is a prestigious cult, they attach more importance to the blood coffin. Some spatial materials are all used by the sect to make blood coffins.

Therefore, only Wang Yao among these black-clothed people has a bag, which is a normal thing.

Zhang Yang complained again and again in his heart, feeling that he had lost a lot. But his hand kept going, and he put things into Wang Yao's bag one by one.

Now, Zhang Yang has a total of three bags and a large pile of blood coffins.

What made Zhang Yang more depressed was that the blood coffin could be put into the bag, but the bag could not be put into other bags.

Fortunately, the bag is not big, only the size of two palms, and it is carried on the back and hidden in the clothes, so it is not in the way and it is not very obvious.

It's just that the number of blood coffins is a bit too much, a full eight.

Although the volume of the blood coffin is also not large, it is only more than a foot long. But if you put them all in the bag, it will hold up slowly, and nothing else can be placed.

Zhang Yang picked out the blood coffins of Wang Yao, Zhang Jun, and Zhao Dalu, and packed the seventh-level wandering corpse, the sixth-level wandering corpse, and the other two fifth-level wandering corpses.

The three blood coffins were then placed in the bag.

As for the rest, they found a place to bury them. If you have the opportunity in the future, you can take it out.

Of course, Zhang Yang doesn't see these blood coffins very much, and he doesn't plan to come back to pick them up at present.

After packing up everything, Zhang Yang entered the cave mansion and looked at the yin spring, although he was reluctant to give up, he also knew that he had to give up for the time being.

Yin Quan's attraction to corpse cultivation is simply too great.

Zhang Yang learned from the conversation between Wang Yao and the others that they had notified the sect. The elites of the Corpse Refining Gate may come over at any time.

If Zhang Yang continues to stay here, he will definitely be caught and made into a zombie puppet.

Greed will cost people's lives! Although the Yin Spring is good, it must also be enjoyed by life.

Thinking about this truth clearly, Zhang Yang can't wait to leave immediately.

It's a pity that it's blazing outside. There was nothing near the entrance of the cave, and the wind was bleak and the sun was dull, but as long as it was a little far away, it would not work.

Zhang Yang was in a hurry, so he could only force it down, lie down in the coffin, and rest while cultivating to recover his state.

Two hours passed, the sun set, and Zhang Yang's state had been adjusted to the best.

Walking out of the cave and looking back again, Zhang Yang secretly swore in his heart:

"Refining the corpse gate! Forcing Lao Tzu to abandon his homeland! Hmph! When Lao Tzu becomes strong one day, he will definitely kill your mountain gate, destroy your sect, and recapture Yin Spring!"

"Moreover, from now on, the Corpse Refining Gate is Lao Tzu's mortal enemy! Don't let me meet the lone Corpse Refining Sect disciples again in the future, once I do, I will hide if I can't beat it; If I can beat it, the women will be first, (female + dry), second, kill and then suck blood; Men will all directly suck blood - no! Men should be chickens first, (female + dry), and then kill and then suck blood!"

"Quack! Dare to rob Lao Tzu's things, Lao Tzu is not finished with you!

Zhang Yang smiled evilly, and his already blue-faced and fanged face became even more hideous.

The Corpse Refining Sect - this ancient sect that has been passed down for thousands of years, and the famous cult in the cultivation realm - would never have imagined that a small zombie that had inadvertently offended today would slaughter their entire sect in the near future.

......

On the third day after Zhang Yang left, a streamer of light pierced the sky and went straight to the top of the U-shaped valley.

In front of him, he could clearly see that it was a black-bearded old man in a black Taoist robe stepping on a flying sword, and behind him, carrying a thin middle-aged man. Behind each of them was a small coffin more than a foot long, indicating their identity.

Being able to fly with a sword is a means that only monks above the foundation building period can have. In other words, this black-bearded old man was at least a foundation building monk.

In just a few days, there were monks from the foundation building period rushing over, which was enough to show that the corpse refining sect attached great importance to Yin Spring.

"It's definitely this valley. It's just that I don't know what happened to Wang Yao and them, so they didn't contact us for a day and a night, and they didn't report the situation of Yin Spring to the master. The black-bearded old man's face was a little anxious.

"No matter what the situation is, if you have a master to take action personally, it will definitely be solved. The thin middle-aged man complimented with a flattering smile.

If Zhang Yang was here, he would definitely laugh - this corpse refining gate really has a tradition of patting sycophants!

However, now the black-bearded old man was obviously not in the mood to enjoy this sycophant, but lowered his flying sword and began to fly above the valley.

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