"The epidemic is the death of living beings, and the zombies sucking evil qi and resentment are the fate of the death of all living beings, and now Yuanzhou is full of immortal plagues."

"I don't know how many monks practice the Immortal Plague, and they don't understand the subtlety of this exercise at all."

Chi Songzi looked at the plague corpses that had gathered in front of him, and a smile rose on the corner of his mouth, and the pain of encountering the wall these days disappeared in this instant.

Corpse poison is one of the few poisons in the cultivation world that has both cultivation characteristics.

Zombies are the way to eternal life.

It's just that the method of immortality is difficult for most immortal cultivators to accept.

Become a zombie to guide resentment, corpse energy, and evil qi into the body.

Others don't know, but Chi Songzi, as the Danshi of the former name of the end of the law, knows better than anyone else.

When the three qi in the body accumulate to a certain extent, the person who practices this method will wear out his soul and become a real zombie.

How could red pine nuts make such a mistake, the strongest advantage of the immortal plague is adaptation.

He looked at the plague corpse in front of him, raised his left hand and waved his robe, and the turquoise plague qi on the plague corpse in front of him surged towards him.

As soon as Chi Songzi opened his mouth and inhaled, he swallowed the epidemic qi into his body, and the immortal plague in his body swarmed up and instantly fused the newly entered epidemic qi.

The adaptability of the plague qi can allow it to merge with other breaths, and if the red pine nut wants to solve the resentment of the evil qi and corpse qi, it only needs to adapt to the immortal plague.

The three qi that originally led to the consumption of the divine soul not only had no side effects after fusing the immortal plague, but also allowed the divine soul to actively absorb the three qi.

In this way, Chi Songzi can use the plague corpse in front of him as a spirit gathering array to assist in cultivation.

The immortal plague, which is fused with corpse poison, in addition to being able to absorb the three qi, also has an extreme transmission characteristic of the epidemic.

And......

Chi Songzi looked at the green eyes in front of him that gradually turned into blood-colored plague corpses because of being absorbed by the epidemic qi, and his thoughts moved.

A crimson talisman rose from the eyebrows of the plague corpse in front of him, and the vision on the plague corpse was suppressed in an instant.

The method of controlling the corpse is not difficult for red pine nuts.

Moreover, there is a foundation for the Tribulation Period, unless there is a plague corpse in the Mahayana Period, there is no such thing as a backlash.

"So far, it is impossible to say that Taiwei Zhenjun is completely unaware of the disadvantages of the immortal plague, since the Qingxiao Sect has taken the initiative to spread the immortal plague, then I will let this fire burn stronger!"

Chi Songzi looked at the plague corpse in front of him, many thoughts rose in his heart, and his eyes gradually condensed.

He's had enough of it these days.

Since the advent of the end of the law, his status has plummeted, and now any small person who cultivates immortals dares to scold him.

If it had been before, he would have destroyed the gods on the spot.

Strength is the eternal thing!

Since the Qingxiao Sect took the initiative to release the immortal plague, it is better to let this plague come more violently!

Chi Songzi looked at the plague corpse, and her heart had already begun to think about where to start spreading the corpse plague.

Zombies need enough evil energy to grow, and the plague corpse needs more to be biased towards the plague qi, as long as the plague gas is enough, the growth rate of the plague corpse is very terrifying.

Evil qi needs dead people, and plague qi needs sick people.

Now that Yuanzhou is full of patients, with his current methods, he only needs to let the corpse plague spread, and it will not take long to restore the cultivation of the Tribulation Period.

The only question is where to start spreading.

Chi Songzi first excluded the Qingxiao Sect.

Whatever else does, Qingxiao Sect is not something he can afford to provoke now.

So where is it going to be good?

When he thought about it, he didn't know that everything he had just happened had already been known to Zhang Qingyuan.

In the Daozang Pavilion, Zhang Qingyuan's mind was filled with memories of Chi Songzi.

Although red pine nuts have innovated on the immortal epidemic, its root is still the immortal epidemic, and the cause and effect are still here in Zhang Qingyuan.

Zhang Qingyuan, with the face of a witch, can completely control his own cause and effect.

He now knew what Akamatsuko was thinking, but he had no intention of stopping it.

"Plague Corps, Resident Evil? Interesting. ”

The corners of Zhang Qingyuan's mouth couldn't help but show a faint smile.

In his opinion, becoming a plague corpse is also a way to strengthen the times.

After all, from the perspective of the big era, it may be possible to develop a zombie era.

This is not necessarily a bad thing.

However, the so-called zombie era is uncontrollable, and Zhang Qingyuan still has to think about it.

Zhang Qingyuan pondered in place for a while, and he decided to let the corpse plague develop first.

After all, it is basically impossible for Chi Songzi to get rid of his control, so it is better to see what surprises he can bring to himself.

If a new practice is born, maybe there will be a new practice of cultivating immortals.

After Zhang Qingyuan had already made a decision in his heart, he focused his attention on the entangled thin line next to the red pine nut causal line.

His mind crept into the thin thread.

……

Qingxiao Sect.

Xu Xucheng was lying on the straw mat, looking up at the bright stars on the night, and the clear light blooming on the moon seemed to reflect something, he raised his hand and wanted to catch the moonlight, but found nothing.

"Immortal Cultivator ......"

Xu Xucheng looked at Xianyue, and Xu Yunyi and Chi Songzi kept rising in his heart.

Looking up at the starry sky at this time, every star on the bright galaxy is incomparably small, and it is nothing compared to the bright moon and clear light.

He has now become an immortal cultivator, but the gap between him and his imagination is too great.

Immortal cultivators are strong, but that is compared to mortals.

If he is compared to the Taiwei True Monarch of the Qingxiao Sect, I am afraid that he will also be like the light of the stars compared to the bright moon and clear light!

Xu Xucheng must admit one thing now, he has no ability to save the world at all, he is too small.

The path of cultivation is not so simple.

The catastrophe of that day alone seemed to him to be a horror that could not be overcome by manpower.

But for Taiwei Zhenjun, it is just an existence that can be suppressed without even revealing his face.

"How should the immortal plague be cured?"

"How can I meet Taiwei Zhenjun?"

"What can I do now?"

Xu Xucheng looked at the starry sky in confusion, and the starry sky responded to him with only endless silence.

Not far from the straw mat, Xu Yunyi looked in Xu Xucheng's direction and sighed secretly.

Xu Xucheng still couldn't let go of the patient after all.

But is the Immortal Epidemic really what they have defeated?

Xu Yunyi's heart was not the slightest bit sure.

After decades of medical practice, he can be regarded as having experienced the history of Yuanzhou, from the prosperity of his practice to the end of the law, and then from the end of the law to the present.

One thing after another is a natural disaster for the sentient beings of Yuanzhou.

After this plague, there are other plagues.

Xu Xucheng can't resist, and he can't resist either.

When Xu Yunyi was thinking about it, he heard the sound of long breathing coming from Xu Xucheng's direction.

He couldn't help but shake his head in place, laughing at himself, "Why do you want to do so much,." ”

(End of chapter)