Insert a few silver needles into Yang Gan's shoulders and confidants, smear them on the palms of his hands with yellow talismans, and then stick a piece of paper on his chest, and finally, take out a small knife and draw a cross line on Yang Gan's hand, the evil air attached to the black blood flows out, and the corpse poison is cleaned up after a while.

The seventh uncle and another robe man used a series of means for Zhou Qiao,

I was stunned and shocked! If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, they would never have believed that Zhou Qiao had actually destroyed that flying zombie by himself!

And in such a short period of time!

It's incredible!

But the facts are in front of them, and they can't afford not to admit it!

"Old...... Old......

Now the young man, he is really getting more and more powerful," Uncle Seven shook his head with a wry smile and sighed

"Seventh uncle, don't say that, as the saying goes, there is a specialization in the art industry, and you are beyond my reach on the yin and yang feng shui, and my vision and experience are not comparable to me," Zhou Qiao said modestly

"Hahaha......" Uncle Seven laughed loudly

"I have long heard that the corpse chaser in Xiangxi is "mysterious and powerful" When I saw it today, it was indeed so, it was indeed so...... "Uncle Qi sincerely admired

Yang Gan's moans interrupted their conversation

The two of them turned their heads and looked at Yang Qian at the same time

It was found that he had regained consciousness and opened his eyes

It's just that his face is very pale and his body is very weak!

He moved his lips with difficulty: "I'm not dead, ah...... It hurts, I'm still alive...... Uncle Seven... What about that flying stiffness, Brother Zhou, why are you here too?"

Yang Qian struggled to get up from the ground and looked left and right

He still remembered that he had just been bitten by a flying zombie and fell into a coma.

"Flying stiff? Hehe, that thing has long been wiped out by Xiao Zhou," Uncle Seven stroked his beard and smiled

"What? Wiped out? Brother Zhou? Yang Qian was stunned

Zhou Qiao smiled slightly and nodded: "Well, it has been eliminated by me, don't worry, you can't die, as long as you cultivate for a while, you'll be fine."

"It's good that Brother Zhou is here, otherwise ......" Yang Qiansong was relieved

tone, looking at the robed man next to him, "Uncle Linfeng, you're okay, we're looking for you so hard."

The Linfeng said that he opened his mouth to talk about the experience of this time, after he came to the northeast, he heard that there was a hundred-year-old ginseng near Changbai Mountain in the deep mountains and wanted to come and try his luck, he looked at this place of undulating terrain, hanging on the top, open and wide mouth, according to the feng shui in the "mountain viewing tips", it is a blessed land.

Unexpectedly, the terrain in the mountains is complicated, there are many poisonous snakes, rats and ants around as soon as he comes in, there seems to be a magnetic field in the mountain and even the compass is invalid, he walked here at night to watch the stars, stepped on the air and fell into the dry well, but encountered a terrifying flying zombie, he fled to a secret room to hide, and used the only remaining dry food to survive until now, when he was about to starve to death, he heard the voice of the seventh uncle outside in a daze, and then he raised the last trace of strength to go out and fight with the flying zombie, and soon lost his body with injuries, if it wasn't for Zhou Qiao to come to the rescue in time, he would definitely be buried here.

"Oh, Xiao Zhou, are you injured? Sit down and rest" Uncle Seven saw the bright red blood stains on Zhou Qiao's arm and said with concern

"It's okay, it's just a wound from the vine thorns that I just fell into the dry well and was scratched by the vine thorns," Zhou Qiao said lightly, not caring at all

After resting for a while, Zhou Qiao saw that several people had recovered a little

"Let's hurry out first, Uncle Lin is still waiting outside, in case something happens again......"

Saying that, the three of them returned along the way they came, and when they arrived at the mouth of the dry well, Zhou Qiao shouted a few times, Uncle Lin obviously kept watch outside, and immediately responded when he heard the call, and was relieved to see that several of them were still safe and sound.

took out the rope and put it down, and pulled a few people out of the dry well one by one and returned to the outside;

After tossing all night, the sky is gradually brightening, the sun is rising, and the sunlight is sprinkled on the ground through the gaps in the layers of branches, warm and soft, as if injecting new vitality into people!

Uncle Seven and Uncle Linfeng glanced at each other, and they both showed expressions of joy for the rest of their lives after the catastrophe

Yang Gan's mental state has obviously improved a lot, although he is still very weak, but at least he has some energy.

"Xiao Qian, how do you feel?" Uncle Seven asked

"It's okay, it's much better!"

Yang Qian shook his body and barely stood up, Zhou Qiao and Uncle Qi found a bunch of stones and buried them in the dry well, filled them up, split some tree trunks and put them on them, and buried a few Zhenyin talismans on the side, so they felt that it was foolproof, and everyone walked towards the big tree where they put things, and it was too dark at night, and during the day, they saw clearly that the big tree they rested on last night was actually an "old locust tree"! The trunk is straight, about twenty meters high, and the branches are leafy.

The locust tree has been called the ghost tree since ancient times, because of its heavy yin qi and easy to attract ghosts to possess it, and it is forbidden to plant it near the house in feng shui, it is very easy to gather yin and evil, no wonder Uncle Lin has been called cold and cold last night, I am afraid that it is affected by yin energy, and the three of them have their own ways to dispel yin, so they didn't notice it for a while.

No wonder there is a flying zombie here, this rare natural place to gather yin and raise corpses can cause corpses to become stiff in this ten or eight years, presumably there must be a big tomb at the bottom, but this place is too yin and evil, and a few people don't have the heart to investigate it again.

The old locust tree, its leaves, skin, and fruits all have medicinal value, Uncle Lin pulled some and put them in his bag, packed up his things, and was about to leave, and saw the wild man in the distance smiling at them, and also threw the unknown small wild fruit to them, as if inviting them to eat, Uncle Linfeng was startled when he saw the wild man for the first time, and took the long sword in his hand as a precaution.

"It's okay, don't worry, as long as you don't attack it, it won't hurt you" Uncle Seven patted him on the shoulder

Uncle Linfeng saw that the wild man grinned at them, and did not do anything dangerous, so that he let his guard down;

Seeing that they didn't eat the wild fruit, the savage threw another big fruit at them, Yang Gan's sharp eyes found that the fruit thrown by the savage was actually similar to the peach, how could there be such a fruit in this season, and immediately thought about whether there would be an old peach tree here since there was an old locust tree, he told everyone this idea, Zhou Qiao said, "There may be a peach tree nearby, anyway, you can look for it, the peach tree in the deep mountains is very rare and it is not easy to meet, and it is best to come here without returning empty-handed."

"Okay, then we'll look for it"

Everyone searched along the surroundings with great interest, and as they walked, they suddenly noticed a strange fragrance coming from in front of them

Zhou Qiao stopped and sniffed and said, "What a fragrant smell!" ”

Uncle Seven and Uncle Linfeng also sniffed carefully when they heard this

Not far away, there is a towering ancient tree, tall and strong, is the peach tree that everyone is looking for, and there are traces of being struck by lightning, see that this peach tree is not withered or rotten, it is still verdant, I am afraid that it is nearly a hundred years old.

Yang Qianle's eyes narrowed, and he almost drooled when he touched the peach tree around the peach tree, just like seeing a baby in his heart;

Uncle Seven and Linfeng Shu also looked at it, their eyes lit up, and they muttered, "A hundred-year-old peach, or a peach that has been struck by lightning and does not die, baby, baby," for these people, this is much more useful and valuable than a century-old ginseng.

Zhou Qiao also looked at this hundred-year-old peach tree and sighed, the lightning strike did not die and was still full of vitality, and the vitality was tenacious.

What a rarity!

Yang Qian climbed up the old peach tree and cut down some trunks that had been struck by lightning, and cut a few thicker trunks a little later, which were not enough to hurt the peach tree, and after a few years it would grow new ones.

Uncle Seven took the best of the peach wood with lightning traces and handed it to Zhou Qiao, after all, without Zhou Qiao, they still don't know if they can still live, and Zhou Qiao took it politely.

He was going to take it back to make a mahogany sword and a string of hand beads.

Uncle Linfeng said that he would carve if Zhou Qiao didn't mind that he could help him carve it out now, Zhou Qiao didn't expect this Uncle Linfeng to do this, and immediately nodded and agreed.

Uncle Linfeng picked up the trunk and began to carve it with a knife, a complete peachwood sword was carved with a stick of incense, Zhou Qiao looked at it, took it with great satisfaction, and stroked it lovingly, and then only needed to go back and engrave a special rune to take shape, this peachwood sword made by a hundred years of lightning struck peachwood is absolutely quite extraordinary.

"Uncle Linfeng, I want it too, quickly carve a peach wood sword for me," Yang Qian hurriedly roared and came up to curry favor

"Don't you already have a peachwood sword, why do you still need it," Uncle Linfeng asked puzzled

"How can that broken peachwood sword be compared to this peachwood sword made of hundred-year-old peachwood, besides, with the new one, who wants the old one," Yang Qian said confidently

Uncle Linfeng had nothing to do about Yang Qianxi's new and tired of the old, so he had to continue to help him carve it again