Purple-robed Heavenly Master? The start was stalemate and someone dug him out

Chapter 18 Heavenly Master, Zombie, Great-grandfather, be blessed and protect him!

From a long distance away, the purple-robed Heavenly Master Zhang Xuan clearly sensed the situation here.

The Heavenly Master Sword has not appeared for six hundred years since Zhang Yi's death, and no one can tempt him.

What's going on now, suddenly starting to riot and massacre these monsters?

Even the evil dragon enlightened by my great-grandfather has awakened? Could it be that there is a huge change in the Demon Suppression Tower?
Thinking of this, Zhang Xuan dusted off his robe and prepared to go to the Demon Suppression Tower to find out. But before he could take two steps, a white-haired Taoist priest holding a broom and playing Go alone spoke.

"I'll go. You stay here. There are many things at the foot of the mountain that you need to deal with. Things in Guanghai, Nanning are more serious. As for the Demon Suppression Tower? I'll go take a look at it for you."

His aura is very calm. Although his cultivation level is not as good as that of Heavenly Master Zhang Xuan, his status is older than Zhang Xuan's.

Zhang Xuan paused slightly, glanced at the Taoist priest behind him who kept coming up the mountain to report the situation, and finally pursed his lips.

Holding fists with both hands: "Then I'll bother my uncle."

"It doesn't matter, this is the only use of my old bones." The old Taoist priest swept the table with his sleeve, and the original star chessboard disappeared in an instant. He hunched his waist and headed towards the Demon Suppression Tower: "You are now Our mission is to quickly find the master’s body. No matter what the corpse transformation is, he is our ancestor of Longhu Mountain after all, and he cannot be injured. Bring him back.”

Zhang Xuan put one hand behind his back and clenched his fist: "This is natural. First he is our Heavenly Master of Longhu Mountain, a person from Longhu Mountain, and then a zombie. No one can touch him."

Longhu Mountain eliminates demons and protects the Tao, but in this matter, everyone understands in their hearts that the ancestor is a person from Longhu Mountain, and his death is also a ghost of Longhu Mountain, and now he is a zombie of Longhu Mountain.

Except for me, Longhu Mountain, no one dares to move, otherwise don’t blame me, Longhu Mountain, for being ruthless.

After listening, Zhang Xuan turned his head silently and whispered softly at the corner of his mouth: "In the end, he is my great-grandfather."

The old man, Zhang Qingsong, remained silent and headed towards the Demon Suppression Tower.

He looked up at the moonlight in the dark night and pondered for a moment.

"Master... Xiaosong will go down the mountain to find you soon. No matter what, I want to see you again."

Next to him, several young Taoist priests with mahogany swords on their backs and heroic faces waved to him.

"Master Tai, we are going down the mountain, waiting for me to bring our ancestor back."

"Don't worry Grand Master, we will definitely bring our ancestor back, no matter what he looks like now."

"Yes, even if he is a zombie now, then I will let him come back drinking my blood!"

Everyone's voices were very clear, and each figure headed down the mountain, and each figure returned disappointed.

Ancestor, where exactly are you?

At this time, the ancestor was showing off in the Demon Suppression Tower.

Gungun's cultivation base surged towards him as if it were free of charge, and his power was soaring crazily.

If he continues like this, it may only take a quarter of an hour for him to break through.

At the critical moment, a giant dragon fell from the sky. It had three legs on top of its head and its huge pupils stared at Zhang Yi like lanterns.

After observing Zhang Yi for a long time, he confirmed.

"Master, are you back?" Jiaolong's voice was as dull as thunder, deafening.

The others listened and had no idea what he was saying. Only Zhang Yi could understand his dragon language.

Zhang Yi raised his head and glanced at him. Jiaolong's current cultivation level was even stronger than his, and the hot pure Yang aura was a bit unbearable for him.

"It's me, but it's not me. The me I am now is no longer the Taoist who enlightened you before. Do you understand?"

Jiaolong pondered for a moment and blinked twice with his huge pupils: "I feel that the previous master's aura was strong and had the power of pure yang, but although the current master is still the master, he no longer has any pure yang power, and his whole body is filled with cold air and yin. Angry, have you turned into a demon or possessed?" Zhang Yi waved his hand and continued to absorb the cultivation of the person next to him: "It doesn't count as possessed, you don't understand, in short, I am no longer the Daoxuan I used to be."

After saying that, he fell silent and began to concentrate on absorbing the cultivation.

Whether it is the Heavenly Master Sword or the dragon in front of him, they all belong to the Daoxuan Heavenly Master and have nothing to do with the current Zhang Yi.

He didn't quite understand what Zhang Yi was saying now.

I only knew what Zhang Yi was doing now, so he simply opened his mouth and said: "Master, let me help you!"

After that, it took a sharp breath downwards, sucked in all the Yin Qi that had not yet dissipated around it, and then poured it into Zhang Yi's body.

Although he doesn't understand why Zhang Yi now wants to absorb the things he hated most in the past, he will do his best to help.

The power from the catharsis made Zhang Yi's long hair flutter.

The entire Demon Suppression Tower was trembling crazily. Hundreds of chains were pulled overhead, and the noise of the rainy night was heard.

Such a movement made Zhang Yi tense up. He needed to deal with it quickly, otherwise it would be difficult for him to leave once Longhu Mountain noticed the movement.

"System, turn on high power absorption." Zhang Yi shouted.

[Starts to absorb Yin Qi with high power]

The next second, his body was like a black hole, gathering the yin energy from all around.

Wisps of Yin Qi and demonic energy were injected into his body, and his riddled body began to expand and shrink.

The scent moisturizes every inch of skin.

His strength was skyrocketing crazily, and at the same time, the extremely dark land began to change.

Not only did the pitch-black forest begin to spread towards the outside world, but the black forest began to slowly turn red, with blood grooves appearing on the ground, and various poisonous insects and centipedes.

The Yin Qi has increased to ten times stronger than before.

[Ding, Jiyin Corpse Raising Land requires three thousand evil thoughts to advance. Please collect three thousand evil thoughts from the host before you can break through. 】

"Three thousand evil thoughts?" Zhang Yizheng was about to ask what three thousand evil thoughts were and how to collect them.

Jiaolong suddenly said: "Master, someone is coming to the Demon Suppression Tower. Do you need to kill him?"

Zhang Yi frowned: "Who is coming?"

"It seems to be a Taoist priest from Longhu Mountain. When my master came back from the mountain with me, he bought him candied haws to eat."

Ok?
Hearing this, bursts of memories came to Zhang Yi's mind, including candied haws, paper figures, little brats, teachable children and demons.
The Heavenly Master Sword sensed Zhang Yi's confusion, and thrust it towards Zhang Qingsong who was coming from the door above his head. It went towards the throat very quickly.

As soon as Zhang Qingsong arrived at the Demon Suppression Tower, he noticed that something was wrong here. The Heavenly Master Sword and the Dragon had both woken up, and the Yin energy inside was chaotic, as if there was some great demon causing chaos.

As a result, as soon as the front foot came in, the Tianshi Sword was thrust into the face.

He was so frightened that he hurriedly stepped away, his rickety waist straightened up instantly, and he held the Tianshi Sword in both hands: "Tianshi Sword, are you crazy? What are you doing!"

When Zhang Yi came back to his senses, he discovered the movement of Tianshi Sword.

He hurriedly said: "Tianshi Sword, come back!"

It was this sound that made Zhang Qingsong above him lose his mind and lose his pace.

(End of this chapter)