Under the same strength, the old man who did not come out of the coffin was a lot weaker, and after being suppressed, none of the people around him went up to help.

Seeing this, Mao Maochen directly drew a corpse control talisman on Lao Zhuang's body, and completed the corpse control in less than two minutes.

The corpse gas in the coffin dispersed, and we saw the old stiff with purple hair inside.

The clothes on his body were eroded by the corpse's gas, and his hair was black and hard, like wet pieces of iron.

Physically, this is not a corpse.

It's normal to think about it, because since ancient times, there have been many people with special looks and physical disabilities, but there are really few people like this with long hands and feet.

It is a great opportunity to find one.

With the help of two purple-haired zombies, it is much easier to open the third coffin, and it basically takes little effort.

Inside, too, are ordinary corpses.

I also think that Maoshan can have a few more corpses, but from the perspective of paying, this is slightly fairer to Mao Xiu.

After the three old zombies were all submitted, I asked Mao Xiaoyun if he wanted to continue.

Mao Xiaoyun shook his head and said: "The old zombie is out of the coffin in the sun, and his breath is greatly damaged, go back first and let them recuperate for one night, and then open the dog's brain case acupoint tomorrow morning." ”

"That's fine!" I answered.

He asked me about everything before, and to put it bluntly, he had no money in his pocket, his waist was not straight, and he was counting on me to pay for props.

But it's okay now, he is in charge, and I am the auxiliary, saving trouble.

Mao Xiu and a few people collected the purple hair and flew stiff, and everyone carried the coffin down the mountain together.

When I returned to my accommodation, I rested for a while when someone came calling for dinner.

After eating, I wanted to go back and continue to sleep to ensure my energy for tomorrow, but when I left the dining hall, I saw the disciples of Maoshan cheering and running towards a gloomy building.

Huang Jiu had a lot of trouble, and shouted and asked, only to know that Mao Xiu was fighting corpses in the corpse refining room.

I was also aroused by my curiosity and followed me to the morgue room.

The so-called corpse refining room is actually Yizhuang.

It's just that Maoshan's Yizhuang is not open to the public, and it is only used to park the ownerless corpses that Maoshan disciples got from outside.

Maoshan withered, and the inside was naturally empty, only the purple hair of Mao Xiu and Mao Mao Chen was frozen inside.

When we arrived, Mao Xiu and Mao Mao Chen's old stiff were already fighting together, and they were fighting.

On the way over, I thought that after Lao Zhuang was controlled, he would recognize the master like an artifact, and his strength would be sharply reduced.

As a result, after watching it for a minute or two, I found that Lao Zhuang's strength had not weakened, but had become stronger.

Under Ling's eyes, the abdomen of the three old stiff bodies all had corpse pills running.

Judging from the power that erupted, an old zombie is equivalent to a powerhouse in the dust removal realm.

It's just that their limbs are stiff and they lack agility, and they can't be compared to the powerhouses of the Dust Eradication Realm.

But it's not to be underestimated.

Mao Xiu came over, smiled, and saluted: "Elder Li, the current old zombie has not yet started refining, and it will take about a year of refining before their joints will soften, and by then they will be no different from living people." ”

I see.

I nodded and continued to watch the fight.

The arms of the alien corpse are too long, and after being blessed by purple hair, they are like two iron spears, with a great advantage, and the other old zombie can't get close at all.

Seeing this, one person next to him immediately let his old stiff come on, forming a two-on-one situation.

But even so, Mao Xiu's alien corpse has the upper hand.

If the joints are soft, the two hands are like long whips, and the power will be greater.

I asked curiously: "Senior Brother Mao said that this is a flying zombie, can they fly?" ”

The smile on Mao Xiu's face couldn't be hidden, and he said with a smile: "Elder Hui, you can fly, but the space here is too small to show it." ”

I said: "Being suppressed on the ground and fighting, the other two have short hands, and they suffer very much, if they go to the open area, they should not be able to fight one against two." ”

I don't want to pour cold water on him, but I want to help him recognize the strength of the fighting corpse, so as not to suffer a big loss outside in the future.

Someone listened to my words and coaxed, "Why don't you go out for an interview?" ”

I looked at Mao Xiu and waited for them to decide.

After hesitating for a moment, the three of them nodded, and Mao Xiu also said: "Only by knowing yourself and knowing your opponent can you strategize." ”

"Strategize, I'll let you raise the corpse well, it's good for you, let's fight now."

Mao Xiaoyun had a dark face and came in from outside with his hands behind his back.

Mao Xiu and the three of them were like children, and hurriedly let the old stiff lie back in the coffin, and saluted in a proper manner: "I've seen the master." ”

Mao Xiaoyun snorted: "One by one, if you get a little cheap, you will sell it, and the remaining three strange points still have to rely on you, you can't be careless." ”

After saying this, Mao Xiaoyun's stiff face opened up a little, and he said in a slow tone: "I have made a list of disciples who control corpses here, you can take it and take a look, if you have any opinions, put them forward today." ”

I glanced at it, but I couldn't name it.

But I understand what Mao Xiaoyun means.

The three old stiffs in front of them, surrendering is a gamble, and a warrior is needed to open the way.

Now that he has three purple hair stiffeners in his hands, it will be smoother and smoother in the future, and there will naturally be a situation of grabbing.

But I believe that with Mao Xiaoyun's character, the people on the list are the result of his comprehensive consideration, and he will not favor anyone.

The disciples passed on the list, and Mao Xiaoyun and I couldn't stay in the corpse refining room, lest they be difficult to discuss.

came out to the outside, Mao Xiaoyun suddenly asked: "Senior brother, why don't you take me as a guide and give Maoshan a hexagram?" ”

I was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "Senior brother, I just know how to look at qi, but I can't push the hexagram, and in my opinion, senior brother's luck, Maoshan will not fall in your hands." ”

Cultivators, unless they encounter a catastrophe of life and death, a disaster of blood and light, the aura on their bodies is very stable, and they can't see anything.

"Senior brother, when did the rumors about the hidden treasure come about?"

Mao Xiaoyun said: "It was my master who told me, but at that time, the time limit was not enough, and no one dared to open the coffin." ”

His master happened to live in that era, and there should be a certain amount of truth if he stayed.

But they didn't dare to open it, but the people back then dared to open it?

"Senior brother, did you say that the Maoshan people of the previous generation just hid the magic weapons and classics in the corpse field?"

Mao Xiaoyun was stunned for a moment, then grabbed me and said, "What Senior Brother said is very true, tonight, Senior Brother, you accompany me up the mountain to have a look, maybe you can see the treasure with your spiritual eye." ”

"Don't even think about it, the two major corpse raising places, the four fierce caves, the aura is terrifyingly complicated, and the ancestors of Maoshan hid things back then, and they will definitely cover it up. You'd better deal with the flying stiff first, and then there will be nothing in the coffin, and then you can think about looking for it. ”

"But it is imperative to choose the people, so that there will be no quarrel on the immedian side."

Mao Xiaoyun was in a much better mood and asked me, "Open the dog's braincase hole tomorrow, do you want to use a big rooster?" ”

"Let them prepare, go up the mountain at five o'clock in the morning, and break the ground and come out of the coffin before six o'clock, when the rooster just crows, which can deter the white hair."

"By the way, bring four big black dogs with you, too."

White-haired zombies are afraid of poultry, and even if they become flying zombies, they can't change.