Zhang Yang saw the perverted speed of the flying magic weapon, and subconsciously associated it with the escape weapon, and he didn't feel how useless it was.

sighed for a long time, and saw that the White Witch Corpse King was dressed in green fluff, and he couldn't fly in the sky with ** strength, it seemed that he was not flying stiff, but stiff.

Zombie level classification, jumping corpse, wandering corpse, purple zombie, black zombie, hair zombie, flying zombie, drought fish, corresponding to the mortal of human monks, Qi refining period, foundation building period, Jindan period, Yuan infant stage, god transformation period, and tribulation period.

Listening to the little white-faced Weng Qingyu, one of the three apprentices of the White Witch Corpse King is Mao Zombie and two are Black Zombie, then, it seems that the White Witch Corpse King himself should be the peak of Mao Zombie or even the Great Perfection.

Thinking in my heart, looking at the scenery on the ground, I don't feel that time has passed.

It didn't take long to see the speed of the White Witch Corpse King drop sharply.

"This is it!"

As he spoke, the White Witch Corpse King stretched out his hand to shoot out a jade slip, which burst into the air and fell to the ground.

Following this jade slip, the surrounding scenery changed for a while. As far as the eye can see, there are still mountain ranges, but the shape of these mountains is completely different from what you have just seen.

Moreover, the situation of high sunshine and green water and green mountains disappeared, and the mountains were filled with dense mist, and the wind was rippling, which was daunting.

Zhang Yang looked down at the scenery on the ground, and immediately showed a strange look on his face.

"What? You've been here?"

The White Witch Corpse King immediately sensed the change in Zhang Yang's expression and asked.

"No, I just didn't expect that there would be such a place in these 100,000 mountains. ”

Zhang Yang's face was impassive and explained casually. In my heart, I have turned the world upside down.

This is a U-shaped valley!

It's just that the current U-shaped valley doesn't know what has happened, and it is no longer verdant and dripping, and it looks a little similar to the appearance of a first-line gorge, with a thick yin atmosphere and a long fog.

......

The White Witch Corpse King glanced at Zhang Yang, and he didn't know if he believed it, but he didn't continue to ask.

The two landed on the ground.

"This is the address of the newly established rudder of the Corpse Refining Gate, and for the next period of time, you will live here until your master comes to pick you up. ”

The White Witch Corpse King spoke.

After knowing that this was the U-shaped Valley, Zhang Yang guessed the identity of the White Witch Corpse King, so he was not surprised to hear him say it in person now.

Following behind the White Witch Corpse King, the two of them walked all the way, and when they met the guards, they all saluted one after another, and they were very respectful. It can be seen that the status of this White Witch Corpse King is not low.

Zhang Yang looked around, the yin qi was thick, like a substance, if he hadn't spent more than a year in the U-shaped Valley, he would definitely think that this was originally an excellent yin land.

Zhang Yang didn't know what means the Corpse Refining Gate had used to turn a valley with beautiful mountains and rivers into a misty Yin Land in a few years, but he didn't have to think about it to know that it must have something to do with that Yin Spring.

Thinking of Yin Quan, Zhang Yang's eyes lit up.

It was supposed to be his own, but it was snatched away by this corpse refining door. Now the White Witch Corpse King seems to be courteous, but in fact, he coerced himself to come here, and if he has the opportunity to get out, he will have to get some interest back.

"Lord Dharma Protector. A voice interrupted Zhang Yang's musings.

When he looked at it, a slightly chubby monk, dressed in a black robe, carrying a bloody coffin on his back was bowing and saluting.

The White Witch Corpse King is stiff, and the identity of the zombie can actually live in peace with these human monks of the Corpse Refining Gate, and what kind of protector is it, it is really a little weird.

Of course, it's definitely not a good time to ask this question, so I'll have to find a chance to figure it out later.

"Zhou Xingwen, this is my guest at the Corpse Refining Gate, you will be responsible for entertaining you well for the next period of time, don't slack off. The White Witch Corpse King pointed at Zhang Yang and said.

"Yes, Lord Dharma Protector. The chubby monk Zhou Xingwen respectfully agreed.

The White Witch Corpse King paused slightly, and then said:

"Let him live in cultivation room No. 36!"

At this moment, Zhou Xingwen was stunned, but quickly reacted:

"Yes, Lord Dharma Protector. ”

The White Witch Corpse King handed over a jade slip, waved his hand, Zhou Xingwen took it, and immediately led Zhang Yang away.

Along the way, he didn't think that Zhang Yang's identity as a wandering corpse was strange, and he was extremely polite, which made Zhang Yang a little uncomfortable.

You must know, putting aside the identity of the zombie, this week Xingwen is a foundation building period monk, and his strength is only the ninth level of the wandering corpse.

In the cultivation realm, everything is respected by strength. High-level monks look at low-level monks like ants, and it is really rare for Zhou Xingwen to be able to be courteous.

However, Zhang Yang also knew that it must have been this week that he misunderstood his relationship with the White Witch Corpse King. Once he knows the truth, I'm afraid his attitude will take a 360-degree turn.

Zhang Yang didn't bother to explain, and even from the bottom of his heart, he was a little happy about this misunderstanding, at least the next period of time would be better, and it would be much more convenient to do things in the future.

"This fellow Daoist, please go this way. ”

Zhou Xingwen led Zhang Yang towards a cave.

Zhang Yang was familiar with the nearby terrain and knew that this place was not far from Yinquan Cave.

When I entered, I saw that the belly of the mountain was almost completely hollowed out, and it was a huge hall. This kind of engineering volume is absolutely huge.

Around the hall, there are winding corridors that lead to no one.

Zhang Yang knew that there were masters everywhere here, adhering to a low-key style, and he didn't dare to use his divine sense to detect casually. If you get into trouble because of this, I don't know if the White Witch Corpse King will come to protect himself.

Walking into one of the corridors, I found stone doors on both sides, and the words "No. 1, No. 2......" were engraved on the stone doors.

The "Sanshilu" cave is located at the end of that corridor.

Zhou Xingwen took out the jade slip given by the White Witch Corpse King and buckled it into a depression on the stone door.

Boom Boom

A loud sound echoed through the cave, and the stone door slowly opened.

The two stepped in. At the moment of entering the stone gate, a cold aura came to his face.

Separated by a line, the yin qi in the cave is extremely strong, more than ten times that of the outside. If it is said that the outside is an excellent yin land, the effect here is not weaker than that of the nine yin land. Zhang Yang couldn't help but stretch his body, feeling extremely comfortable.

As if seeing Zhang Yang's feelings, Zhou Xingwen explained with a smile:

"These stone chambers are the cultivation powerhouses of our Corpse Refining Sect, and even core disciples are rarely able to come in and cultivate for a few days every month. The Dharma Protector actually let you live in his exclusive stone room, this is really not an ordinary treatment! I think the relationship between Daoist friends and Dharma Protector must be unusual, right?"

That's a temptation.

Zhang Yang naturally didn't explain it clearly, and said haha:

"He has always taken care of me, and the boy is grateful!"

Zhou Xingwen's heart sank, the word "old man" is not used casually, it seems that this junior who must be the protector of the Dharma is undoubted, and he can't help but look a little more respectful, and he is determined to take good care of this uncle.

Don't look at people who are just wandering corpses now, maybe one day they will break through, and it will not be easy to surpass themselves!

Come to think of it, how can ordinary people be able to transform their bodies into zombie bodies from such a weak and take the path of absolute corpse cultivation?

In the cultivation realm, in order to pursue pure strength and permanent lifespan, some monks are very covetous of the zombie strong **, so they turn their bodies into zombie bodies by seizing the house or practicing exercises such as the Nine Turns Divine Skill.

However, these exercises have always been rare and precious.

Of course, having said that, even if there is a practice, only a small number of people with extreme ideas are willing to transform themselves into zombie bodies. Even in the Corpse Refining Gate, such an existence is rare.

These thoughts flashed through Zhou Xingwen's mind, and he said with a smile on his face:

"Daoist friends can cultivate with peace of mind, even if they lack anything, just say hello, don't bother much. ”

After a polite gesture, Zhou Xingwen withdrew, and the stone door closed "boom" again.

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Thanks to ☆ Ling Xiaoru ☆ (1888 coins) for the tip.

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