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Chapter 318 Zhao Zheng: Marshal, have a safe journey. I won’t see you off! (Subscribe!)
Boom!Boom!Boom!
There was another knock on the door. Zhao Zheng put down his book, stood up from his desk, and walked towards Lei Gang who pushed the door open: "Uncle Master, what's wrong?"

"It's okay. I just want to see how your Fei Tou Jiang training is going. If you have any questions, feel free to ask me."

Lei Gang smiled warmly after closing the door. Zhao Zheng looked at Lei Gang's slightly fake but somewhat real smile without changing his expression.

"It's OK. The healing effect of this Feitoujiao that you gave me is... It's OK..."

"Okay" is a euphemism. To be honest, it's just average. Don't underestimate the power of his healing skills.

But it has little to do with the Flying Head Magic given by Lei Gang. The power of the Great Healing Technique is great, mainly because he used the Shit Mountain Code to forcibly apply the Healing Technique, the Scattering Spirit and Chaos Killing Palm, the Six Treasury Immortal Thief, the Earthly Evil Forensic Medicine Technique, etc.

Otherwise, his great healing skill would at most have the effect of taking away the enemy's energy and spirit to heal the wound, but it would be far from being able to heal Duolongcan to the level of the evil realm in one go.

"???"

Is the treatment effective?
Lei Gang, who understood the meaning of Zhao Zheng's words, looked confused. So, he really gave it to the wrong person and gave the Moro Flying Head that he had practiced to Zhao Zheng.

and many more,

its not right,
It takes 49 days to successfully practice Fei Tou Jiang, and there are many taboos and requirements during this period.
Of course, if you already know how to do the Flying Head Surrender, you don't need to go through so much trouble. But the problem is, Zhao Zheng's "Flying Head Surrender" is not actually Flying Head Surrender.

He thought about it last night and realized that Zhao Zheng's flying head did not have the aura of Nanyang black magic, but only the aura of the authentic Xuanmen.

So, Zhao Zheng's flying head is a Taoist method.
Rather than head-dropping.

The more he thought about it, the more confused Lei Gang became. He looked at Zhao Zheng who was looking at him and asked anxiously, "What is the name of the flying head technique you practiced?"

"Flying Head Magic, wasn't it given by you, Uncle Master?"

"..."

Therefore,
What I gave him was just an ordinary flying head drop?
Lei Gang's face was even more confused. That's not right. If it was just an ordinary flying head spell, how did Zhao Zheng know that the Moro flying head spell he practiced had the ability to heal wounds? Thinking about it, he continued to ask.

"Doesn't it take 49 days to successfully practice Fei Tou Jiang?"

"..."

It's as if you didn't give me the flying head magic. Zhao Zheng complained in his heart, thought for a while and said, "I don't think it's necessary to go through so much trouble."

"???"

"Well, let me put it this way. I think since I know the flying head technique, it shouldn't be that difficult to practice the flying head technique..."

Zhao Zheng paused as he spoke, organized his words, and continued, "Besides, I looked it up, and the so-called 49 days is not necessary. This is just to communicate with those messy Nanyang gods to increase the success rate of cultivating into Feitoujiang..."

"???"

and many more?

What makes me think?
Why do you want me to think that there is no need to go through so much trouble?
Lei Gang did not listen to Zhao Zheng who was talking about his experience in practicing Flying Head, but pinched his thigh with a blank look on his face.

Oh.
It hurts so much.
I'm not dreaming...

Lei Gang looked at Zhao Zheng in confusion, looking at Zhao Zheng who had explained his Morojiang concept in a few words, and even better than him, he took a deep breath and shouted.

"stop!"

"Uncle Master, what's wrong?"

"You...give me the flying head!"

"oh oh."

"Ah."

Lei Gang took the flying head from Zhao Zheng and used all his strength to read the contents on it with his mind's eye.
There is good news. The good news is that he did not give the wrong Flying Head Spell. But the question is, since he did not give the wrong Flying Head Spell, how did Zhao Zheng figure out his Moro Flying Head Spell? !

"It doesn't say here to borrow the enemy's vitality, right?"

"No."

"..."

No,

How did you figure it out without any of this?

Lei Gang looked at Zhao Zheng blankly. Seeing Zhao Zheng about to speak, he turned around and walked out of the study, closing the door behind him.

One breath,
Two breaths,

Three breaths...

puff--

Click click click click——

Lei Gang covered his heart with a pale face, his mind was full of my thoughts, he stumbled back to the guest room, holding on to the wall.
Walking,

Gradually, he began to understand.

"Could it be that the Flying Head Magic that I gave Zhao Zheng contains a Flying Head Magic that is far superior to the Moruo Flying Head Magic that I practiced?"

Lei Gang understood that his ordinary flying head magic was actually not ordinary. It must be like this, yes, it must be like this!!
Zhao Zheng, who was reading in the study, twitched his nose and sniffed the bloody smell in the air with surprise in his eyes: "There are sheep in Fuxi Hall?"

Hmm? Is Lei Gang so bold? He even dares to practice Flying Head Magic in Fuxi Hall? Isn't he afraid that Lei Zhenzi will show up and show his filial piety?

After waiting for a few seconds, Zhao Zheng looked at Fuxi Hall, which was still as quiet as before, and thought to himself that he was indeed his biological son.
Then continue reading...

Time passed quickly, and in the blink of an eye it was already midnight. Zhao Zheng still hadn't slept, and was still concentrating on reading the Tiandao Sect's collection of books in his study.

There were also people in the guest room who were not sleeping. They didn't even care about their injuries and concentrated on comprehending the ordinary flying head thunder force.

And Mao Xiaofang and Achu in the living room.

"When it's light, get up."

Mao Xiaofang looked expressionlessly at Ah Chu who was kneeling in front of the portrait of the ancestor. Ah Hai couldn't bear to watch and advised, "Master, we still have to go find the blood of the remaining twelve zodiac animals tomorrow..."

Ah Hai spoke, Ah Hai shut up, Ah Hai left the living room and returned to the bedroom to rest. Mao Xiaofang retracted his gaze and looked at Ah Chu who was kneeling on the ground.

"Did you hear that?"

"I understand, Master."

Ah Chu spoke quickly, thinking that his master was crazy. He just took a gold bracelet from the tomb.
Moreover,
He has returned them all.

Why is it that it never ends?

"It'll be alright if I go back?"

"What else can I do? Do you want me to compensate that zombie with a gold bracelet?" Facing the sudden voice in my ears,
Ah Chu replied subconsciously. After answering, he was stunned and thought to himself that he was in trouble. How could he say what was in his heart?
"Master..."

The person who spoke was not Ah Chu, but Mao Xiaofang. Mao Xiaofang looked at the portrait of the ancestor with a lively but angry look and knelt down immediately.
Just as he knelt down, a bright golden light carrying a strong wind flew out from the portrait and hit Ah Chu heavily.
With a scream, Mao Xiaofang saw Ah Chu being knocked back out of the living room door by the golden light. With the remaining force, he slammed heavily into the door of Fuxi Hall.

Then it slid down,

He convulsed and fell to the ground.

"Master, it's my fault for not disciplining me properly. It's not my fault..."

Before Mao Xiaofang could finish his words, he felt an invisible big hand stroking his head, which made his eyes red and he lowered his head.

"Master..."

"Little Butterfly, you disappoint your teacher so much."

"..."

the other side,
study,

Zhao Zheng heard what happened in the living room, but within a few seconds, after he heard what Xiao Hu said,
He could neither hear nor see.

Zhao Zheng suppressed his smile, then looked expressionlessly at the pairs of golden eyes that were darting around in the Fuxi Hall.

And some unclear words.

"Miaoshan people, it's your turn. Hurry up. My disciples from Longhushan have all been beaten. It's time for you to teach your disciples a lesson."

"ill!"

"Fuck, Maoshan people, why is it that I, a Longhushan disciple, am breaking the precepts for taking things from the tomb, but it's okay for you, a Maoshan disciple, to take things?"

"Well, let me be fair. You should have expected it even if you didn't hear it. Zhao Shanxin... ahem, Zhao Zheng took the magic lamp because it was a chance encounter. It's different from what you, a disciple of Longhu Mountain, did. You, a disciple of Longhu Mountain, stole... Damn it, old Niubi, you dare to attack me by surprise. Damn it, people from the Danding Sect, come on, beat this Niubi..."

Zhao Zheng didn't hear the rest of the conversation. He asked about the hearing loss caused by staying up late. He raised his head slightly and looked through the roof.

Zhao Zheng glanced at the sky and saw a few flashes of light that he could only see if he squinted his eyes. He thought for a moment, took out the magic lamp from his arms and placed it next to the desk, then continued reading.

He was not surprised at all by the appearance of these... ancestors. If they really didn't show up, then there must be something fishy going on.

After all, this is the tomb of Empress Dowager Cixi.

Even if this tomb is a fake tomb of Cixi.

Zhao Zheng looked expressionlessly at the dozen or so Taoist priests who appeared beside the desk in front of him and were looking at the magic lamp.

Hmm? Maoshan, Longhushan, Danding Sect, Quanzhen Sect... Don't mention it, there are quite a lot of people coming. Zhao Zhengquan pretended not to see them and continued reading.

Time flies, the moon disappears, the stars disappear, and the sun rises. On September 18th, at 4 o'clock in the morning, Zhao Zheng put the unfinished book back on the bookshelf.
After a night of hard study and comparing the talismans from Longhu Mountain and Maoshan, he had some new insights into the mysterious talismans on the magic lamp. Unfortunately, they were just some.

In his opinion, the magical talisman on the magic lamp should be a combination of a kind of weapon refining technique, or a series of talismans.
Different from the talismans currently circulating in Sanshan.

As far as Zhao Zheng understands, the main function of these talismans is to disassemble spells, form spell modules, and implant them into magic tools, so as to create magic tools similar to magic lamps.

"I feel like the progress of analyzing these talismans is a little slow. How about letting my master ask the ancestor?" Zhao Zheng muttered to himself.
Deciding to do so later, he left the study, washed up, changed into new clothes, and then walked from the backyard to the living room. As soon as he entered the living room, he quietly withdrew his feet.

Return the same way without looking back.

"Ok?"

Mao Xiaofang, who was punished by his master to kneel in front of the altar, looked up at the inner room and breathed a sigh of relief when he found no one.

He turned his head to look at Achu, who was hanging upside down on the beam above the gate, and sighed, thinking about his master's words.

'This is just one time, it won't happen again.'

He naturally knew what his master meant when he said "this is only the first time, and it won't happen again". It meant that if Ah Chu made the same mistake again, he would be expelled from the sect.

"Ugh……"

Mao Xiaofang sighed, and when it was dawn, he stood up, rubbing his knees, and walked towards the gate of Fuxi Hall.

"The child does not teach, the father too……"

After checking Ah Chu's injuries and confirming that they were only superficial wounds, Mao Xiaofang sighed inwardly and helped the still unconscious Ah Chu to the backyard bedroom.
After putting Achu on the bed, Mao Xiaofang glanced at Ahai who was still sleeping soundly, walked out of the room and started washing up.

After washing up and changing his clothes, he walked towards the living room. However, when passing by the study, he stopped, knocked on the door, pushed it open and looked at Zhao Zheng who was still reading in confusion.

"Have you been reading all night?"

"Correct."

"..."

No,

are not you sleepy?

Mao Xiaofang looked at Zhao Zheng, who was still energetic and not tired at all, and thought that being young was good. Just as he was about to speak, he heard Zhao Zheng ask in confusion, "Why do you need to sleep after practicing?"

"..."

"Hey, do you really need to sleep after practicing?"

"???"

No,

Who told you that you don’t need to sleep after practicing?
Mao Xiaofang looked at Zhao Zheng blankly, and said uncertainly: "You haven't slept since you started practicing?"

"No."

"……are not you sleepy?"

"I'm not sleepy!"

"..."

Do you feel energetic and sleepless as soon as you start practicing?

Mao Xiaofang frowned in surprise. Zhao Zheng ignored him and looked at Mao Xiaofang in confusion: "You still need to sleep after practicing?"

"……Need not."

Well, you probably don't.

Mao Xiaofang shook his head and was about to continue talking when he heard Zhao Zheng say, "You scared me. I thought there was something wrong with me. I was saying, you are already practicing, why do you still need to sleep? If you really sleep, you will be sorry for those ancestors who studied static exercises."

"..."

Therefore,
Am I being disrespectful to my ancestors?
The corner of Mao Xiaofang's mouth twitched, and he immediately swallowed back the words he was about to say, trying to keep a normal expression.

"Didn't you ask my cousin?"

"I asked, and my master said to work hard on my cultivation and strive to become an immortal as soon as possible."

"...Yes, cousin is right. You should work hard on your cultivation and strive to become an immortal as soon as possible." Mao Xiaofang agreed after a moment of silence. He began to understand why his cousin was confident in letting Zhao Zheng stay with him.

"..."

Zhao Zheng looked at Mao Xiaofang expressionlessly. Mao Xiaofang clenched his fist and coughed, "Ahem, I won't disturb you from doing your morning lessons."

After saying this, he quickly left the study, closing the door behind him. It was not until he came to the living room and saw the portrait of the founder that he frowned.

"This kid... is he really okay?"

Thinking about the running Zhong Gong, the ridiculous opening of his eyes, and the two swords, Mao Xiaofang's brows knitted tighter and tighter, and his breathing became more and more rapid.

until,

call--

Mao Xiaofang let out a long sigh, and felt relieved when he saw Dao Xin was fine. Then he came to his senses and silently looked at Zhao Zheng who was burning incense.

In other words, he silently watched the Heavenly Eye blinking at him from behind Zhao Zheng's head, accompanied by an invisible crisp sound of "click".

Mao Xiaofang's face turned pale instantly. After burning incense, Zhao Zheng looked at Mao Xiaofang with a puzzled look on his face.

"Uncle Master, what's wrong?"

"...No...it's okay."

Mao Xiaofang shook his head, turned around, and calmly swallowed the blood in his throat. Zhao Zheng looked at the ground and then at the portrait of the ancestor.

I secretly thought that this Thunder Patriarch was really cruel... He was so heartless. It was really hard for Thunder Patriarch. He went down to enjoy his life.
He also has to worry about his disciples.

Zhao Zheng picked up a handful of incense and offered it up. Looking at the green smoke rising rapidly from the incense, his ears moved and he turned to look outside the gate of Fuxi Hall.

Bang! Bang! Bang——

"Is Master Mao here?"

"Master Mao, help me!"

"Is Master Mao here?"

"Where is Master Zheng?"

There was a knock on the door accompanied by a voice that sounded either anxious or crying. Mao Xiaofang looked puzzled, and Zhao Zheng stepped forward and said.

"I'll open the door..."

As the door opened, men and women of all ages with different expressions rushed into Fuxi Hall, asking Mao Xiaofang and Zhao Zheng for help.

It’s not that there are zombies in the town, but that their family members didn’t come back all night. Mao Xiaofang frowned when he heard that.

"Where did they go?"

As soon as these words were spoken, those who were talking immediately fell silent. Mao Xiaofang thought to himself that something was wrong and continued to ask questions.

An old lady couldn't stand the pressure, and her tears flowed like a floodgate, she cried, "My dog ​​said last night that he would go to Marshal Chen's place to see if he could pick up something good..."

"The same goes for my family..."

"But he went there last night and never came back..."

The others also spoke up, and Zhao Zheng looked at them expressionlessly and said, "It was indeed picking up, not digging?

As soon as these words were spoken, the expressions of these people changed and some of them hesitated, which made Mao Xiaofang frown and speak to these villagers.

"Okay, I got it. I'll go to Marshal Chen to see what's going on. You guys go back first. Maybe it's just because the road is too far that they didn't come back."

After finally persuading these people to leave, Mao Xiaofang frowned and looked at Zhao Zheng: "The formation is not ineffective, right?"

"No, but my formation..."

Zhao Zheng did not hide anything and told Mao Xiaofang about the formation he had set up outside the town to only persuade those who listened to his advice. Mao Xiaofang was stunned when he heard it, but he also understood what was going on.

"Greed is insatiable, like a snake swallowing an elephant..."

Zhao Zheng did not respond, but just lowered his head to look at Mao Xiaofang. Feeling Zhao Zheng's ineffectiveness, Mao Xiaofang smiled unnaturally.

"Don't worry about it, you've tried your best."

"……Um."

alright,

I thought I would be scolded.

Zhao Zheng muttered to himself, and said to Mao Xiaofang: "Uncle Master, don't be anxious. No matter how anxious you are, you have to eat breakfast first. Otherwise, you can hold on, but Ah Hai and the others can't."

"Yes, go and tell Ah Hai to get up and cook."

Mao Xiaofang secretly thought that he was too impatient, and spoke to Zhao Zheng. Zhao Zheng nodded, but before he walked to the backyard, he looked towards the gate.

Mao Xiaofang also followed Zhao Zheng's gaze and heard Zhou Sanyuan's loud voice: "Master Mao, Master Zheng, something bad has happened. Hey, the door is not closed..."

After the voice fell, Zhou Sanyuan and Song Zilong hurriedly ran into the gate of Fuxi Hall. Song Zilong was panting and looked at Mao Xiaofang and Zhao Zheng.

"It's good that you are all here... It's bad, Marshal Chen and the others... They are all dead... Died outside the town..."

"...Yes, it's not a tomb, but Marshal Chen and his men were killed and burned on the spot. It was so tragic."

Zhou Sanyuan said with lingering fear.

"What?"×2
Mao Xiaofang and Zhao Zheng frowned, and Song Zilong began to explain that the matter was simple. Someone just happened to come back from another place last night.
As a result, they happened to see Marshal Chen and others who had not burned everything on the official road fifty miles east of the town. Then they came to find Song Zilong, and Song Zilong came to Fuxi Hall.

"Go wake up your uncle and Ah Hai. We can't delay any longer. We must use the Ziwu Fire today to burn those zombies."

Mao Xiaofang frowned and spoke to Zhao Zheng. Before Zhao Zheng could say anything, he was interrupted by Lei Gang, who had been meditating all night to no avail.

"Mao Xiaofang, you are crazy. Can you bear the consequences? Don't you forget what the headquarters said last night? Are you going to burn the bodies now? Are they out? Or have they killed people?"

Lei Gang frowned and looked at Mao Xiaofang. He felt that Mao Xiaofang could not distinguish the priorities and did not understand the overall situation.

"Do you know how many people died?"

Not to mention Song Zilong and the other man who looked confused, Mao Xiaofang frowned and asked back. Just as Lei Gang was about to speak, Zhao Zheng interrupted.

"Don't worry, they killed people."

Zhao Zheng showed the money in his hand and looked at Mao Xiaofang and the other three who were looking at him: "I just read the fortune for those missing villagers. They all died of evil spirits..."

Zhao Zheng didn't say anything else. Mao Xiaofang sighed, glanced at Lei Gang who was silent for a moment, and gave instructions to Zhao Zheng.

"Go and take Ah Hai and the others to collect the blood of the twelve zodiac animals. Brother, please come with me to collect the bodies of Marshal Chen and the others first."

"What? Marshal Chen and the others are dead?"

Lei Gang was stunned. After hearing the explanations of Song Zilong and the others, he began to understand why Mao Xiaofang suddenly became so anxious.

Song Zilong looked at Zhao Zheng who went to call Ah Hai, then looked at Mao Xiaofang and said, "Master Mao, I wonder if there is anything I can help with."

"Yes, go help A Zheng and the others find the blood of the twelve zodiac animals."

"The blood of the twelve zodiac signs?"

"Is it rat, ox, tiger, rabbit? Damn, how do I find the tiger and dragon?" Zhou Sanyuan muttered and exclaimed, but soon,

It was not that fast. More than half an hour later, at the back of the town, he saw Zhao Zheng waving at the woods.

A big tiger came out with his head trembling. Seeing that he was silent, the other members of the security team also fell silent instantly.
Zhou Sanyuan swallowed his saliva as he watched the big tiger approaching. His legs trembled as he watched Lei Xiu approach Zhao Zheng cautiously but was pushed away by Zhao Zheng. He thought to himself that this wild girl was really brave.

He approached Zhao Zheng and whispered.

"Master Zheng..."

"Don't worry, it doesn't eat people." "..." ×6
That's what I'm asking!

Also, how do you know it doesn't eat people?

You raised it!

As the tiger approached, Zhou Sanyuan and the others' faces turned paler and paler. Lei Xiu looked at the big tiger in front of him warily.

The little white cat in the bamboo cage around his waist kept hissing.

Roar--

The tiger roared at Xiaobai in protest, and right after the roar, its steps slowed down and its head became even more timid.

Zhao Zheng looked at the cowardly tiger in front of him with disdain, stretched out his hand, and said "Come here" with a slurping sound.
Zhou Sanyuan and the others heard their mouths twitching.
No,

Are you calling the dog?!
This thought only lasted for a few seconds before they saw the tiger quicken its pace and approach Zhao Zheng.
broken,

Really calling the dog... Pah pah pah...

It's really calling the tiger.
"Borrow some blood."

Looking at the tiger in front of him, Zhao Zheng spoke. The tiger nodded its head wildly, and then it put down its raised heart and stretched out its paw in a very humane way.

Zhou Sanyuan and the others looked at the big tiger in bewilderment, then looked at Zhao Zheng. So, was this really raised by Zhao Zheng? !

The answer is obviously no. It is true that Zhao Zheng lost his cat when he was a child, but his cat was very vicious, powerful and domineering.
It's not comparable to the cowardly tiger in front of him.

As for how he summoned the tiger, the principle was simple. After he calculated where the tiger was, he sent a message to the tiger.
Information content?
He is in need of a tiger-skin rug.
His senior brother Axing is still missing some ingredients for making wine.

He took out the two prepared bottles, raised his hand and scratched the tiger's claws, and the tiger's blood flew into the two bottles under the guidance of his magic power.

Zhou Sanyuan and others were stunned.

After enough blood was drained, Zhao Zheng put away the bottle, stretched out his hand and pointed at the tiger's paw, activating the magic. The tiger looked at the wound on the tiger's paw with a blank look in its eyes. Just as it was thinking about it, its nose twitched.

"go with!"

Zhao Zheng threw out a pill, and the big tiger pounced on the pill with a roar. Its movements were... really a bit dog-like.

"I wonder how Song Zilong is doing with the collection he and Ah Hai are doing?"

Looking at the tiger running happily into the forest, Zhao Zheng muttered that their group was divided into three groups. Mao Xiaofang and his companions would go first to collect the bodies of Marshal Chen and others, while he and Ahai would separately collect the blood of the twelve zodiac animals that had not been collected last night.

"Master Zheng, is this tiger really raised by you?"

Zhou Sanyuan spoke, but when Zhao Zheng looked at him as if he was a fool, he scratched his head and lowered his head with an embarrassed smile.

Zhao Zheng retracted his gaze and looked towards the mountain temple at the foot of the mountain below and said, "Hmm? In the temple, just in time, let's collect the dragon blood first."

"Dragon? There really is a dragon?"

"There's a dragon in the temple? Really?"

Zhou Sanyuan and the others were shocked. Zhao Zheng rolled his eyes. He wanted to say that there was a brothel in the town, and it was a one-stop service.
But it was a little inconsistent with his identity, so he threw out this idea and said, "The nearest ferry is more than 20 miles south of the town, and it's just a narrow river. Do you think there are dragons in this mountain?"

"hey-hey……"

Zhou Sanyuan and the other six people grinned foolishly. Zhao Zheng glanced at the six people and explained to Lei Xiu: "The dragon blood I mentioned is actually human blood, which is a substitute. Dragon belongs to Chen in the twelve earthly branches. We only need to find the blood of a person born in the four zodiac signs of Chen, Chen year, Chen month, Chen day and Chen hour. Yes, it's in the mountain temple."

Zhao Zheng pointed at the mountain temple on the back hill, looked at Lei Xiu and said, "A Xiu, I seem to have seen Wangcai playing with you. Is he your friend? That's fine. Here, go and get me two bottles of his blood. Yes, Wangcai is the man of the Four Stars."

"..."×6
Are you going too far here?

Also, who has so many pairs of friends!

Zhou Sanyuan and the other six people discussed in their hearts. The next second, as expected, Lei Xiu's face showed anger, and Zhao Zheng said in a deep voice.

"You don't want to disappoint your father, do you?"

No,

Why does it feel so weird?

Zhao Zheng added, "A Xiu, your father told you to listen to me all the way before we came here. Don't forget that."

"knew!"

Lei Xiu pouted and glared at Zhao Zheng, then reached out her hand to take the two bottles handed over by Zhao Zheng, and reached out her hand again.

"Half at a time, don't eat too much."

Zhao Zheng smiled and took out a nourishing pill from his back, poured out a pill and handed it to Lei Xiu. Lei Xiu took it, walked towards the mountain temple, turned his head and said something.

"Don't come here."

I'm not going either!

Zhao Zheng muttered in his heart that the mountain temple contained the four evil bodies of the Blood Demon, so he was too lazy to go in unless it was necessary.

Thinking about it, he looked at Zhou Sanyuan and the other six people, only to see Zhou Sanyuan and the others staring at the Qi-nourishing Pill in his hand. Seeing this, he curled his lips and poured out three pills, then handed them over and said, "Here, half for each of you."

"Thank you, Master Zheng, thank you, Master Zheng..."

Zhou Sanyuan and the other six were filled with joy and thanks. They split the pill in half and each of them put half into their mouths.

When Zhou Yuan and the other six were wondering why there was no response, one of them exclaimed in amazement: “My rheumatism is gone!”

"Hey, my waist doesn't hurt anymore!"

"And my hand doesn't hurt anymore..."

The six people exclaimed in surprise. Zhao Zheng took out the bottle of Qi-nourishing Pill with surprise in his eyes and smelled it, then looked at Zhou Yuan and the other six people in silence.

"You think too much. This pill is at most a tonic for you. It can strengthen your body and replenish your energy. Your rheumatism is still there."

"what……"

The rheumatic man looked helpless, but he felt comfortable and laughed, "It's okay, it's okay. This is enough."

"Yes, thank you, Master Zheng!"

After another round of thanks and flattery, Zhao Zheng looked towards the east of the town, then suddenly frowned and looked up at the sky.

Dark clouds gathered quickly in the sky, covering the sun in the blink of an eye. A howling wind suddenly arose, causing the surrounding trees to shake and dance wildly.

For a moment, leaves were flying, grass and trees were drooping, and flying sand was blinding. The rheumatic man and others looked at the sudden change in the sky and felt like they saw a ghost. Everyone tightened their clothes. Zhou Sanyuan said to Zhao Zhengdao.

"Master Zheng, I think it's going to rain. How about we go to the mountain temple down below to take shelter?"

"I can't get off."

Zhao Zheng looked towards the mountain temple, and the luck method he had obtained from the world under one person, which was taught by the Heavenly Venerable himself, moved. The two three-legged ancient tripods above his head, which were condensed by luck, emitted golden light of luck that ordinary people could not see.

The golden light surged and hit the sky, emitting the power to suppress all disasters and all ominous things. Zhou Sanyuan was just about to persuade him again,
next moment,
The wind vanished,

The sun is shining,

Don't say it's raining.
There wasn't even a cloud in the sky.

"This damn weather..."

Zhou Sanyuan cursed in his heart, then looked at Zhao Zheng with an attentive smile, and flattered him, "Master Zheng is still as good as a god!"

"Yeah yeah……"

"Master Zheng said it won't rain, so it will rain..."

The others also flattered him, but Zhao Zheng ignored them and just narrowed his eyes to look down at the mountain temple near the foot of the mountain.
There was purple air in the sky above the temple, showing auspiciousness, but underneath the auspiciousness, an ominous blood light was surging, showing the true nature of the devil.

The immortal version of the detection technique is activated!

Item: Mountain Temple
Age: 51
Introduction: Briefly...

There was almost no useful information, which made Zhao Zheng narrow his eyes slightly. He activated his wisdom eyes and looked through the wall of the mountain temple.
Ignoring Lei Xiu and Wangcai who had just entered the temple, he looked at the four statues in the temple and used the immortal version of the detection technique to detect each statue.

Name: Blood Demon Four Evil Bodies

age:? ? ?
realm:? ? ?
Life:? ? ?
Damn,
outrageous,

This monster is so powerful!
"Let's go down and wait for her."

"Yes, Master Zheng."

Everyone walked down the mountain along the mountain road. Zhou Sanyuan looked at Zhao Zheng who was leading the way and felt something was wrong.
Young Master Zheng is...scared?
Zhou Sanyuan was puzzled, and then he looked at Zhao Zheng who was walking in the opposite direction of the mountain temple with even more puzzlement. He opened his mouth and
Decisive... chose to keep silent, just turned his head to look at the mountain temple, with a thoughtful look in his eyes, then lowered his head and followed Zhao Zheng.

More than half an hour later, when Zhou Sanyuan heard Zhao Zheng tell Lei Xiu, who had just returned, to go to the mountain temple less often, his expression changed.
He swallowed and continued to lower his head.

"Remember this, or I'll tell your father..."

Zhao Zheng glanced at Zhou Sanyuan and said to Lei Xiu. Lei Xiu stared at Zhao Zheng with a dark face and gritted his teeth and said, "I know."

"Well, let's go. Judging by the time, they should have collected most of the items."

Zhao Zheng touched the money in his hand and followed the others to the town. As he walked, he was thinking about Sima Ming and the Analects.
The Analects of Confucius: Yao said: "Zi Zhang asked: 'What are the four evils?' Confucius said: 'Killing without teaching is cruelty; not warning and waiting for success is violence; delaying orders and delaying deadlines is robbery; just like dealing with people, being stingy with what you give and receive is being a tyrant.'"

"Cruel, violent, thief, you have the authority..."

Are these the four evils?
Zhao Zheng looked back at the mountain temple, and soon after he left, a square stone in the mountain temple glowed blood red.
A faint sigh was heard, startling Wangcai so much that he stood up from the haystack alertly, looked around, and made an "ababa aba" sound from his mouth.

Blood Demon: …………

Snapped,
A tile fell.
Young Wangcai fell asleep immediately.

The blood demon's sigh sounded again...

…………

At noon,

Above Cixi's tomb.

Mao Xiaofang and the other two stood solemnly in front of their respective altars, with the miserable plight of Marshal Chen and the others in their minds.

One of them only felt that the matter was serious, and the other only felt that the world was unpredictable. If Zhao Zheng were here, he would probably say,
It’s a pity that Zhao Zheng is not here.

Behind Mao Xiaofang and the other two stood a hundred or so young men from the town, all with equally serious faces, as well as Director Song and a group of local gentry.
Unlike the original novel, with Zhao Zheng's interference, Mao Xiaofang has one more person, or, in other words, one more force.

Especially since Marshal Chen and his men died as they said, and the missing people in the town were suspected to have been eaten by zombies in the tomb, Director Song and his men were very uneasy.
They didn't think much in their minds, they just felt that the Empress Dowager Cixi's tomb was a scourge, and now Mao Xiaofang and others had to help them get rid of this scourge.
They were naturally very happy to do so.

"Master Mao, Master Lei, this time it all depends on you." Director Song said solemnly, and the other gentry also spoke up.

"It should."

Mao Xiaofang spoke up, wanting to take the opportunity to improve his reputation. Lei Gang smiled and said, "Brother, you are right. It is indeed right. After all, exorcising demons is the duty of cultivators like us."

As he spoke, Lei Gang smiled and pointed to the entrance of Cixi's tomb which was sealed by the Bagua magic cloth and formation flags, and said: "Don't worry, the entrance of the tomb has been sealed by me and my junior brother. Even if they want to get out, it won't be that easy."

"I still want to thank you all for your help."

Mao Xiaofang took a look at the cinnabar and black dog blood scattered on the edge of the tomb, then looked at Director Song and others. Director Song and others shook their heads and said that it was all as they deserved.

"Hey, Master Zheng and the others are here."

Director Song spoke, and Mao Xiaofang and others looked towards the town, only to see Zhao Zheng and others coming on horses at a very fast speed.

"Fortunately, I did not disgrace my life."

Zhao Zheng dismounted and glanced at Song Zilong and others who were approaching in a carriage from behind, then handed the two bottles containing the blood of the twelve zodiac animals to Mao Xiaofang and Lei Gang in front of the altar respectively.

"Next, we will use the Yang energy in the blood of the twelve zodiac animals to seal Cixi's tomb, and then use the Ziwu fire to burn the corpse. A Zheng, you will be in charge of the raid!"

Mao Xiaofang looked at Zhao Zheng, and Lei Gang reminded him, "In fact, you only need to pay attention to the entrance. I'm afraid that when the midnight fire starts, those zombies will break out of the grave!"

To put it simply, Ziwu Fire is to borrow the power of the sun and the power of immortals to burn the corpse qi of zombies with fire. Corpse qi is just like flesh and skin to zombies. When the flesh and skin are burned,

One can imagine how painful it was, so Lei Gang asked Zhao Zheng to pay attention to the entrance of Cixi's tomb that was sealed by the Bagua Fabu.

This will prevent the zombies from doing anything desperate.

"Yes, what you said makes sense, brother."

Mao Xiaofang nodded in agreement, Zhao Zheng nodded to show that he understood, and walked towards the sealed entrance to Cixi's tomb.

"You can go get ready. Ah Hai, come here..." Mao Xiaofang said. As the blood of the twelve zodiac animals was poured under some tombstones around by Ah Hai and others,
Zhao Zheng clearly saw the corpse qi and yin qi hidden under the soil suddenly shrink back, and roars like those of wild beasts sounded from underground.

Director Song and his men, who had retreated to the edge of the grave in fear, retreated even further. Mao Xiaofang and Lei Gang exchanged half a glance when they saw this.
Qi Qi picked up the wooden swords on the table and began to step forward and make hand seals. However, before he could chant the spell, a gunshot rang out.
There was a rush of horse hooves and footsteps.

Mao Xiaofang and the other man were frightened and stumbled, looking awkwardly towards the place where the gunshots and footsteps came from.

Or in other words - on the official road.

What caught the eye were teams of soldiers carrying guns marching forward, as well as Marshal Li and others riding their horses at full speed.

"Stop it! Put down all the messy things in your hands!" Marshal Li shouted at Mao Xiaofang and the other man in front of the altar.

Mao Xiaofang and the other two frowned and hesitated. Zhao Zheng glanced at Marshal Li and the others and shouted to them.

"Uncle, uncle, continue."

Mao Xiaofang and the other man continued to fight. Marshal Li, who was galloping towards them, frowned and said, "How dare you continue? You are so brave!"

Raise your gun.

The trigger is pulled.

Bang - Bang -

Huh? Why are there two gunshots?

Not to mention the worries of Mao Xiaofang and others who saw the bullet hit Zhao Zheng's feet, the others were stunned and subconsciously looked at Marshal Li.
Marshal Li looked grim as he pulled the reins to steady the crazy horse. As they watched, they discovered that Marshal Li's horse's ears were rotten and bleeding. Just as they were wondering what was going on,
next moment,
boom!boom!boom……

Gunshots rang out, and teams of soldiers came quickly from another official road. Leading the way was Marshal Xu riding a white horse.

The scene changed in an instant. Marshal Li's soldiers who were marching stopped at once and raised their guns, and Marshal Xu's soldiers did the same.

"Nephew, who shot you just now?"

Marshal Xu rode forward with a smile on his face. Zhao Zheng shook his head to indicate that he had not. Well, it was he who had called Marshal Xu over.
It’s all for Marshal Li.

Zhao Zheng winked at Mao Xiaofang and the other two, and they silently picked up their peach wood swords and continued to practice the Gangbu.

Marshal Xu retracted his gaze, smiled and rode closer to Marshal Li and said, "Are you the one who is stopping my nephew from doing anything?"

"General Xu Jinxu of Fengping Town? Well, well, it seems that you are..."

"Stop, don't accuse me. I'm a rough guy. I came here just because I was worried that my nephew would be bullied. I won't get involved in other things, and I don't want to get involved."

Listening to Marshal Xu's words, Marshal Li looked grimly at Mao Xiaofang and the other man who picked up the peach wood swords and continued to walk in the same strange pace as before, then turned around and glared at Marshal Xu.

"You call this not interfering?"

"No, I didn't get involved. I was just afraid that someone would bully my nephew." Marshal Xu blinked his big eyes and shook his head.
Marshal Li gritted his teeth as he looked at Marshal Xu who was pretending to be confused. He rode his horse forward, got close to him, and whispered.

"Mr. Xu, don't tell me you don't want the things in the tomb. Even if the things in the tomb were snatched by Marshal Chen once, you will know how anxious he was to leave if you check..."

"..."

Therefore,
You want me to eat the rest of my food?

Marshal Xu had a subtle expression as he thought about the things in the cellar of his second uncle, who was a distant relative of his family. He looked at Marshal Li with a strange look in his eyes and said with a smile, "I don't want to. I'm just a rough man."

"you……"

Marshal Li's eyes were filled with anger, and just as he was about to speak, he heard Mao Xiaofang and the others shouting, "...Six Dings and Six Jias, lend me the divine fire, the fire spirit has spirit...Ziwu Fire—come!"

The two pointed their swords at the ground.

One east and one west.

boom--

Visible flames condensed out of thin air at the place where the two swords were pointing, and then as if they had life, they turned into wisps of fire snakes and sank into the ground.

"What the hell..."

Marshal Li looked unhappy. Marshal Xu smiled and waved his hand at Zhao Zheng: "My dear nephew, I have recently painted a few two-story-high paintings. When you are done, come and help me with some advice!"

"Row!"

Marshal Xu left with his soldiers after he finished speaking. He was so fast that Marshal Li looked stunned. However, the next second,
He is no longer stunned!

Roar--

A series of terrifying roars like those of wild beasts rang out from underground. With a ripping sound, the Bagua fabric at the entrance of Cixi's tomb was instantly broken by a zombie with a green face and fangs.

A zombie with a green face and fangs also appeared in the sun, but before the zombie even hit the ground, it fell to the ground with a clang.
After a sudden flash of cold light, the human head fell to the ground and then quickly turned into ashes in the sunlight, which made everyone stare.

Gudong×…

The appearance of the zombies startled everyone, and the scene of the zombies being tanned into ashes by the sun was too outrageous. Even Marshal Li, who did not believe in ghosts and gods, swallowed his saliva with fear on his face.

The soldiers surrounding Cixi retreated and scattered in disarray. As for the military orders, it was so funny that zombies came out.
It's good that they didn't run away.

“Ergou, this is Ergou from town!”

A young and strong man standing outside Cixi's tomb exclaimed in surprise as he looked at the clothes and the head that had not turned to ashes of the zombie whose head was separated from its body by Zhao Zheng's sword.

For a moment, the scene was in chaos. Marshal Li swallowed his saliva and rode his horse back, not paying any attention to his subordinates who were in a mess.

Roar! Roar! Roar--

Roars like those of wild beasts were heard, and zombies one after another jumped out of the entrance of the tomb as if they were ready to die.

Clang! Clang! Qiang——

Zhao Zheng, who killed one zombie with one sword, took the time to look at Mao Xiaofang and the others and said, "Something is wrong. These zombies seem to have intelligence."

"Wisdom?" ×2
Mao Xiaofang and the other man frowned when they heard this, and when they saw the villagers' clothes on the zombies, they immediately understood what Zhao Zheng meant.

Lei Gang was about to speak when his ears suddenly moved, his expression changed, and he raised the wooden sword in his right hand and pointed at Lei Xiu.

"Squat down!"

Lei Xiu squatted instantly, and the wooden sword in Lei Gang's hand shot out with a faint purple light, hitting the ground behind Lei Xiu heavily.
Bang!
It was not the lavender light that hit the ground, but a hand with black nails that broke out of the ground.

Roar--

Dust flew, and a zombie in official uniform broke out of the ground, letting out a creepy roar and rushing towards Lei Xiu, who was still squatting on the ground stupidly.

"Axiu!"

Ah Hai's face turned pale and he immediately ran towards Ah Xiu. Ah Chu gritted his teeth and turned to run, but just as he turned around, he saw a hand with black nails breaking out of the ground in front of him and grabbing him.
His face changed, and he thought to himself that it was not good. Just as he was about to retreat, Ah Chu saw Zhao Zheng running towards him in the form of a black line, which made him look happy.
Just as he was happy, he saw the black line transformed by Zhao Zheng ignoring him and rushing towards Lei Xiu, which made him curse in his heart that he was forgetting his loyalty for the sake of beauty. Before he could curse in his heart, he saw Zhao Zheng turning around and looking at him.
Witnessing is activated.
Bang!
Ah Chu felt a pain in his abdomen and flew backwards, just avoiding the attack of the zombie's claws. Zhao Zheng came behind Lei Xiu in an instant, moved his wrist, raised his sword and slashed at the zombie.

Lei Gang's heart relaxed after seeing this, but just as he did so, his ears moved again and he looked at the broken soil under his feet.

"court death!"

The wooden sword in Lei Gang's hand moved, and instantly stabbed at the broken soil. However, this stab was accompanied by a crackling sound.
His face changed, and when he was wondering if Mao Xiaofang was secretly plotting against him, he heard a click and a bang.

"Master uncle, master uncle, be careful, there's something wrong with these zombies, their defense is too high."

Zhao Zheng looked at the zombie that was chopped off by his sword. Although its skin was torn and its bones were visible, it was still fine. He thought to himself that it was outrageous.
This is harder than his grandfather, and this is a purple zombie? Even a bronze-armored zombie might not be this hard. Zhao Zheng frowned as he looked at the zombie in official uniform with horrible burns, then looked at the sun and warned Mao Xiaofang and the others.

"Besides, they can withstand the sun!"

Zhao Zheng looked at the misty corpse gas emanating from the official uniform zombie's body, which could block the sunlight.
outrageous,

Is there too much corpse energy?
"Fighting the sun?"

Mao Xiaofang was startled and surprised, and took a few steps back. He saw the soil flying in front of him, and a zombie in official uniform broke out of the ground, letting out a creepy roar and rushing towards him!

Bang! Bang! Bang——

Not only Mao Xiaofang, but other places also broke out of the ground one after another, and zombies came out, causing Mao Xiaofang's face to change.
Just when I was thinking that something was wrong, I heard Marshal Li roaring, "Back off, everyone, back off, shoot, shoot..."

"Quick, shoot me!"

boom! boom! boom--

Bullets were pouring down, and Mao Xiaofang's face changed drastically. The next moment, he felt his arm being grabbed by a big hand, and a familiar voice rang in his ears.

He suddenly found that he, Lei Gang and others had been taken to the outskirts of Cixi's tomb by Zhao Zheng. When Lei Gang was shocked by Zhao Zheng's speed,
His nose twitched, and he looked at Lei Xiu, looking nervously at the bloodstain on Lei Xiu's arm: "A Xiu, are you okay..."

"Don't worry, Xiu is fine."

Looking at Lei Xiu's pale face, Zhao Zheng grabbed Lei Xiu's wrist expressionlessly and turned to look at Marshal Li who was not far away.
With a slight movement of his footsteps, invisible sound waves swept out. The next moment, accompanied by a bang, Marshal Li felt his neck tighten.
His vision went dark, and when he regained his sight, he suddenly found that he was led into the tomb by a zombie with a green face and fangs.
His eyes widened with joy, but just as he was thinking about breaking free from the zombie's arms, he heard the green-faced and fang-toothed zombie grinning and speaking in a hoarse voice.

"Have a safe journey, Marshal. I won't see you off..."

"what?"

Roar--

A roar like that of a wild beast sounded, but the only answer he got was a bloody mouth and sharp fangs coming towards him...

(End of this chapter)