Asking about longevity

Without further ado, everyone immediately sent a message to report the "evil" incident.

One stone stirred up thousands of waves, not only some families and sects were shocked, but even the Taoist court was shocked.

In Tianshu Pavilion.

Mr. Ge looked at the planetarium and deduced in his mind, then nodded slowly and said:

"It's a sign of evil..."

He took out a jade slip, made a few marks, and then ordered a disciple:

"To the Taoist Army."

The disciple took it respectfully and sealed it in a sealed box. Not daring to delay, he immediately passed it to the Taoist Military Department.

The Taoist Military Department made an emergency decision and then issued an order:

From the Xiaohuang state boundary of Lizhou, as well as the nearby Heishan state boundary, Lishan state boundary, Dahuang state boundary, and the barbaric state boundary, ten foundation commanders and two thousand first-level Taoist soldiers were dispatched to the Xiaohuang state boundary. Nanyue City, suppress the corpse mine, quell the corpse problem, and kill anyone who hinders!

The Central Taoist Court also issued an order:

Within a five-hundred-mile radius of Xiaohuang Prefecture, all monastic forces that have been canonized and designated by the Taoist Court will send at least one foundation-building monk to Nanyue City to help in the battle, level the corpse mines, and destroy the Corpse King.

After the work is accomplished, rewards will be given based on merit.

If anyone does not respect orders, the family or sect will be demoted by one rank, and there will be no chance of promotion within a hundred years...

As soon as the order was given, all forces stirred up and the monks moved around in panic.

The force of mountain rain converges on Nanyue City...

On the high pavilion of Tianshu Pavilion.

Mr. Ge was alone, with deep eyes, looking up at the sky. After a long time, he murmured in a low voice:

"A deceitful person..."

There was a hint of surprise in his eyes.

"To be able to cultivate Dao evil within a hundred years...he is another big devil..."

"But... is Dao Ni so easy to maintain?"

"Is it a problem with the deceitful people, or is there something wrong with the way of heaven..."

Mr. Ge looked at the sky in silence.

But the sky was surging with wind and clouds, and there was no clue what mystery was hidden in the blue sky and white sun. Under the bright and scorching sun, no signs could be seen.

Elder Ge's brows furrowed even more tightly.

…

The situation outside is changing, and there are undercurrents from all sides.

Inside the corpse mine, it was just the same as before.

At night, Zhang Quan was still ringing the bell and refining the corpse, and Lu Chengyun was still drawing formations. The same was true for the ink paintings, overwriting Lu Chengyun's formations.

In the bronze coffin, the corpse's aura is stronger and its majesty is greater.

But within its body, the three levels of control are gradually deepening...

Until three days later, the Corpse King will be ready.

Inside the Ten Thousand Corpses Altar, Zhang Quanyin couldn't help but feel proud, and then he laughed wildly and said:

"The Corpse King will wake up soon and come under my control! The entire Xiaohuang State is full of floating corpses, becoming a veritable Xiaohuang 'Corpse' World, and I, Zhang Quan, will become the ancestor of the corpse path in this state!"

"Brother Lu, Lu Chengyun!"

"I will let you know that the real short-sighted person is you!"

Zhang Quan finished laughing and left.

After Zhang Quan left, Lu Chengyun appeared.

He strengthened the Lingshu Evil Formation with a calm expression, then looked at the place where Zhang Quan left, and sneered:

"Playing tricks under my nose? Looking for death!"

Lu Chengyun sneered and left.

The last thing that emerged was the ink painting with big eyes that flickered.

He opened coffins, drew formations with ease, and used the formal spirit pivot formation to suppress Lu Chengyun's evil formation and strengthen his control over the Corpse King.

After finishing the painting, Mo Hua showed a wicked smile on his little face and said cheerfully:

"Let's see who will listen to this big rice dumpling!"

Mo Hua carefully finished drawing the formation, carefully sealed the coffin, and tiptoed away from the Ten Thousand Corpses Altar.

After leaving the altar, Mo Hua thought for a while, and then used the little tiger to pass a note to the younger senior brother and younger sister.

The note read:

"Three days later, on the fifteenth day of the seventh month, the Corpse King will be refined and the Ten Thousand Corpses Formation will be opened."

Mo Hua stuffed the note into the little tiger.

The little tiger got the order and climbed up with a huff and a huff.

Mo Hua felt a little worried.

There are so many zombies in the corpse mine. I don’t know how many people the younger senior brother, younger sister, and sister Situ have mobilized.

If there are not enough people, it will be troublesome.

Lu Chengyun could not be controlled, the zombies could not be suppressed, and the corpse mine could not be suppressed. Once there was a riot, the consequences would be disastrous.

However, Mo Hua thought about it and felt that it was simply impossible to do it with human hands.

The current strength is no match for Lu Chengyun.

He couldn't think of where else to summon the monks...

"Forget it, never mind..."

Mo Hua sighed inwardly.

What I can do has been done.

For the rest, I, a little Qi-refining monk, am completely powerless.

We can only do our best and obey fate.

The most important thing now is to find a way to escape.

Mo Hua had already planned:

"As long as someone breaks into the corpse mine and the two sides fight, and the situation becomes chaotic, I will find a way to escape!"

At that time, with a formidable enemy in front of him, Lu Chengyun had no time to care about anything else, so he definitely wouldn't care about himself.

By hiding himself and dismantling his formation, he can escape smoothly.

As for the visualization…

Let's see if there is a chance. If there is no chance, forget it.

The visualization picture is indeed a good thing, and I have always been thinking about Zhang Quan’s ancestor in the picture.

But my life is still important, and I can't take any more risks just because of a visualization picture.

There are so many zombies in this mine, and there are dozens of iron corpses in the array of thousands of corpses. Zhang Quan is eyeing him covetously, and Lu Chengyun also has ill intentions towards him...

In times of crisis, it is better to be cowardly.

Mo Hua nodded.

After escaping, we will consider the long term...

He would sneak out first, then find someone to help him. Once he had a backer, he would sneak back and secretly control the Corpse King to see if he could take the opportunity to "injure" Lu Chengyun.

He thought about it again and felt that there was nothing wrong with it, so he felt relieved.

But what Mo Hua didn't expect was that something unexpected happened.

And this accident came unexpectedly...

The next day, he was still hiding behind the altar.

Zhang Quan was still ringing the bell to control the corpse.

After ringing the bell, Zhang Quan spit out a large mouthful of blood. His originally pale face instantly turned pale, but he was still laughing and chanting:

"It's done! It's done!"

Mo Hua doesn’t quite understand.

"What happened? Zhang Quan is so happy?"

Next, Zhang Quan walked directly to the altar and suddenly opened the yellow cloth!

Mo Hua was startled, and when he took a closer look, he found that what was covered by the yellow cloth was indeed a corpse.

The corpse was ferocious in appearance and had a mean expression, much like the face on the mural.

It is indeed the ancestor of the Lu family, "Lu Peipei".

Its eyes were protruding, bloodshot, and ugly, but a large hole was ripped out of its chest, with no heart pulse inside.

Mo Hua felt a little chilled in his heart.

My previous guess was correct.

They are indeed turning the Lu family ancestor into a corpse king!

The bronze coffin refines the corpse to refine the heart, while the gold altar sacrifices the corpse to sacrifice the body.

Zhang Quan cupped his hands and said:

"Senior Lu, that guy Lu Chengyun lied to you, harmed you, let zombies mine, and made you the 'foreman' of these coolies."

"This is humiliating you!"

"But I am different. I will make you the leader of thousands of corpses and the corpse king of this small wilderness state. You will make the monks in this world fear the news and make your reputation famous for hundreds of years!"

…

Zhang Quan made an ambitious and impassioned speech.

Mo Hua frowned, "What's going on?"

Didn’t it say that the Corpse King would be perfected after three days?

What does Zhang Quan mean now?

Open the coffin in advance?

Mo Hua took another sneak look at Lu Chengyun who was hiding behind the altar, and found that he also looked a little excited, but he was not surprised.

It seems that he also knows that today is the day when the Corpse King will be refined.

Mo Hua was dumbfounded.

You don’t know if you co-authored it?

On July 15th, the corpse king opened the coffin.

This was the same caliber that Zhang Quan and Lu Chengyun shared before.

That's what they said when the two of them conspired.

Mo Hua eavesdropped and listened the same way.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Quan deceived Lu Chengyun, but Lu Chengyun knew it well and did not reveal it, so in the end, the only one who was deceived was Mo Hua, who eavesdropped.

Mo Hua was speechless and helpless:

Who would let myself be an amateur in corpse refining? A layman is easily deceived by an expert.

Over there, Zhang Quan had already opened the coffin and opened the bronze coffin. He solemnly picked up a dark, green, veined, and densely patterned heart in the coffin, and respectfully stuffed it into the altar. Above, the body of the ancestor of the Lu family had his heart veins ripped out.

Senran's heart trembled strangely.

Dull sound.

Afterwards, the blood coagulated, like needlework, knitted itself, and was tightly sewn together with the corpse.

The heart beats louder.

The sound was obviously not loud, but it made Mo Hua feel suffocated.

Mo Hua quickly covered his ears.

But this voice seems to be ringing in the heart, with terrifying majesty that can make the dead surrender.

At the same time, Zhang Quan bowed his head and murmured a mantra.

This is a corpse spell.

It was dull and eerie, not like a human voice.

Mo Hua couldn't understand it at all, but the sound of the curse hit his ears and made him feel uncomfortable and nauseated.

The ink painting struggled to hold on, and after an unknown amount of time, the sound of mantras and the sound of the heart disappeared at the same time, leaving a dead silence in the altar.

Zhang Quan suddenly looked crazy.

And the ancestor of the Lu family on the altar suddenly opened his eyes!

Lu Chengyun, who was hiding in the dark, smiled gloomily and had a cold look in his eyes.

It’s the last day of the month. In order to keep my promise, I’ll add another chapter today~

But it will be a little late.

I've been writing slowly lately, so I'm really sorry.