Under One Person: From the Beginning of Infancy to the Great Saint Body

Chapter 137: Soul Born in Zombie

Roar! !

The royal zombie did not retreat at all when faced with the middle-aged Taoist's clamping method, but simply relied on his strong body to resist.

In Jingming's eyes, this is an existence second only to his own physical strength.

You have to know that it is only with the blessing of various buffs that you can become almost indestructible.

"The changes in Qi."

"Different from the three bronze-armored corpses we saw in Qinghe Village before."

"Use the body of the dead to circulate Qi within the body."

“Also, the vague connection with the earth beneath our feet.”

"Wow, it's really a magical creation."

Jingming stood quietly on the branch, watching the battle in the heavy rain below.

The middle-aged Taoist priest had already fallen down, and just relying on the strength of his limbs, the royal zombie was able to break through the middle-aged Taoist priest's means and suppress him.

This was even when the middle-aged Taoist's four disciples formed a simple Qi formation and suppressed it with a brown rope simply made from black dog blood.

"Escort! Escort!"

The zombie displayed its mighty power in the night sky filled with wind, rain, thunder and lightning. Chief Wu shouted for help in the tent.

Then the royal zombies broke through the blockade of the Taoists and rushed directly into the tent.

"Stupid, won't the Qing Dynasty end like this?"

Jingming looked at every move below and couldn't help but shook his head.

If you want to attack, just attack together. If the martial artists who are proficient in boxing and kicking join forces with those Taoists, there is still a chance to subdue the royal zombie. After all, the opponent is not yet powerful enough.

But what's the difference between dividing into groups and letting everyone be the master?
"Roar!!"

Unlike those Taoists who used ropes to entangle the zombies, this blood warrior either used fists or swords, and almost always fought in close combat with the royal zombies.

Then, the royal zombie, with his feet on the ground and infinite strength, reached out and directly grabbed a person.

Afterwards, it was time to drink the warriors' energy and spirit.

"not good!"

Seeing that the Dynasty Zombie had already drunk blood, the middle-aged Taoist priest's face was filled with anxiety to the point where it could not be erased.

Once the zombies drink the blood, they will be doomed to eternal damnation, and they will also face a massacre!

"Xiao Bei, you are the fastest among your fellow apprentices. Hurry up and go to your uncle's house and invite him over."

"Remember, be quick, or it will be too late."

The middle-aged Taoist priest gave urgent instructions to the young disciples who gathered around him, and while giving the instructions, he summoned his own magic sword.

It was a peach wood sword. Since the time he became Taoist apprentice, the middle-aged Taoist priest had been using his own Qi to cultivate and communicate it every day, and it had already reached the level of a magic weapon.

It’s just a pity that the peach wood sword has a natural effect on the evil and weird, but it is better than nothing against zombies.

"Master, what are you going to do?"

Looking at his master using his essence and blood to draw talismans on the sword, Xiao Bei couldn't help but ask.

"Of course I'm staying to slay the demons, or else we're still having a feast?"

"Go quickly!"

After drawing the talisman, the middle-aged Taoist priest glared at his disciple, then held the sword in one hand and made hand gestures with the other.

"You three, follow me in and fight the demons together!"

After saying that, he glared at Xiaobei and then rushed into the tent first.

As soon as I entered, a strong smell of blood hit my nose.

The royal zombies have killed all the masters in the tent and drank all their blood.

The skin that was originally scorched by death and struck by lightning now has the color of a normal person.

However, when he looked at the little prince, his blood relative, he was still filled with greed.

This is a call from deep in the blood.

"General Manager Wu, why don't you take the little prince away from here!"

Seeing Chief Steward Wu holding Little Wang and shivering in the corner of the tent, the middle-aged Taoist couldn't help but shout angrily.

A guy who fails to accomplish anything but fails to accomplish anything!

"That's great, Master Qianhe, you are not dead yet."

"Hurry up and protect the emperor! Hurry up and protect the emperor!"

As if he had seen a savior, Chief Butler Wu hurriedly ran towards Qianhe with the little prince in his arms.

"Run the other way, this tent is made of tarpaulin!!"

Chizuru was almost pissed off by this sissy.

Because when Manager Wu ran towards him, the zombie also flew towards him.

Yes, fly!

"Damn guy!!"

Taoist Qianhe's face suddenly changed. He activated the sword technique in his hand, and the peach wood sword in his hand slashed directly at the dynasty zombie.

However, how could a peach wood sword kill the dynasty zombies that could not be killed even by thunder?

"Certainly!"

Just as Qianhe glared at the zombie and broke his peach wood sword, a clear voice came from the big tent.

Jingming chose to take action.

If this zombie is allowed to suck it down again, it will probably evolve into a flying zombie or even a ghost.

After all, those warriors are all people who have mastered the art of Qi and are able to refine their essence into Qi.

Most of the warriors' blood and essence went into the mouth of this royal zombie.

"May I ask who you are, senior?"

Looking at Jingming who suddenly appeared in the big tent, and then looking at the Dynasty zombie who suddenly stopped in mid-air, Qianhe breathed a sigh of relief, and then asked respectfully.

"me?"

"The Taoist name is Wuming, and Tian is the head of Quanxing Sect."

Jingming looked at Qianhe with a hint of a smile on his lips.

"?!"

After hearing Jingming's self-introduction, Qianzuru's mind, which had just relaxed, tensed up again, and even the knuckles of her clenched fists turned white.

The biggest devil in the world!!
"It seems you know my name."

Jingming withdrew his gaze from Qianhe and began to look at the royal zombie in front of him.

Under his own "human magnet" immobilization technique, the zombie was actually struggling slowly.

Well, it’s mainly about using the geomagnetism under your body to break the human magnetism on your body.

This will take about a minute.

"It seems that there are many ways to use human magnetism."

Jingming carefully sensed the situation of the zombie in front of him.

"Hey, where did you come from, Taoist priest? Don't you know where to come and pay homage to the young prince?!"

While Qianhe was worried, Chief Steward Wu stood behind Jingming with his hands on his hips, fearlessly shouting.

The zombie was subdued, and Xiao Wang was also put on the ground by Chief Wu.

"Your Majesty?"

"Do you know how many princes I have killed?"

Jingming looked back at Chief Steward Wu and chuckled.

With just one look, Chief Steward Wu felt a chill run through his whole body.

"You are a traitor!"

Chief Wu shouted loudly with a trembling voice.

"Treason?"

"Under the current situation, the Qing Dynasty is about to perish."

Jingming smiled and turned his attention back to the royal zombie in front of him.

He even pointed his finger at the center of the royal zombie's eyebrows and further analyzed the zombie's body.

"Sir, are you the one who is in charge of this zombie matter?"

Seeing that Jingming's attention was almost entirely on the zombie, Qianhe asked in a low voice with an unpleasant expression.

"What? Do you think I killed this guy?" Jingming said without turning his head.

"Or was it me who caused the lightning not long ago?"

"I!"

After hearing Jingming's words, Qianhe was speechless for a moment.

Of course, it is impossible that this was done by the person in front of him. Not to mention that he was focusing on the bronze coffin from beginning to end, even with his own strength, he would not be so weak that he would not realize that someone was taking action right under his nose!
Unless the other party is a god!
"There are still thirty breaths left before this guy starts to move again."

Feeling Qianhe's embarrassment, Jingming smiled slightly and withdrew his fingers from the zombie's brow.

This zombie's body is indeed strange, but since I'm not a professional, I can't find out much.

"Fellow."

"Don't call me Taoist friend!"

Before Jingming could finish his words, Qianzuru shouted out reflexively.

The shouting was so severe that the voice broke.

"Master, you are obsessed with appearances."

Looking at Qianhe's frightened look, Jingming raised his eyebrows slightly.

"How much do you know about zombies, Taoist priest?"

"I mean, from death to the place where the body is kept, to the transformation of the corpse, to the place where the bones are buried."

"How much do you know about this whole thing, Taoist priest?"

Jingming asked softly.

"This is how I make a living, so I naturally understand it."

"But what do you want to do, sir?"

Qianhe frowned tightly and stared at Jingming and asked. As for Chief Steward Wu, he was trembling while holding the little prince in his arms after receiving the previous look from Jingming.

"This zombie is weird, and I want to know what's so weird about it."

"So, I want to ask the Taoist for advice."

Jingming pointed at the royal zombie and then at Qianhe.

"After all, everyone has their own specialty."

"this."

After hearing what Jingming said, Qianhe hesitated.

Speaking of which, Jingming saved their lives, so Jingming is the leader of Quanxing!

"This is not something that can be explained in a short time."

Qianhe tactfully rejected Jingming's question.

"I see. Looks like I have to ask other people."

"By the way, are you from Shangqing Maoshan?"

"But I remember that the guys in Shangqing Maoshan have always looked down on this kind of business."

Jingming said this and stepped back.

Because of this sentence the corpse is about to move again.

As the zombies moved, the magnetic force on the earth also connected with the zombies.

Even because of Jingming's previous actions, the zombie's strength was greatly enhanced.

However, for Jingming, who has already mastered the art of standing upright and invisible, this zombie is currently unable to sense Jingming.

So, the zombie continued to pounce on the little prince.

"Roar!!"

In Jingming's perception, there seemed to be a soul inside this stiff body.

"Is it because of the previous thunder?"

Jingming stood quietly aside, watching how the zombie was struggling with the people in the big tent.

You know what, the more I watch them, the angrier I get. What a bunch of guys who are always causing trouble but can't do anything helpful.

"Pfft!"

As the last warrior sacrificed himself, the only stiff part of the zombie's body, its eyes, began to move.

Those whose spirits were devoured by the zombie lay on the ground like dry bones.

"Master, master, help me!"

After facing the powerful zombie, Qianhe fell down instantly.

The peach wood sword broke, the money sword scattered all over the ground, the talisman spontaneously combusted, and a piece of flesh was bitten off from the neck.

If he was not a cultivator with a tenacious life, an ordinary person would have lost consciousness and lay on the ground waiting to die.

"What do you want me to do?"

"I'm not familiar with zombies."

Jingming said with a grin as he looked at Chief Steward Wu who was asking him for help.

Although he blocked the zombies' Qi sense, he did not block the vision of ordinary people.

"The master is joking."

"As long as you can save the little prince, I won't bother studying zombies anymore."

"Even if I have to give that damn Maoshan to you, it's fine!"

"Our little prince and His Majesty are cousins. It's a matter of an imperial decree!"

Just like a son selling his father's land without any pain, Chief Steward Wu made a promise to Jingming directly, without paying any attention to Qianhe who was trying her best to stop the zombies with her eyes wide open.

I tried my best to save you, and you turned around and sold my mountain gate? No, you gave it away?

"Hahaha, interesting."

"A word is settled!"

Looking at the funny scene in front of him, Jingming couldn't help but laugh. Then he took a big step forward, walked to the front of the royal zombie, and gently stroked it with his hand.

Boom!

The Dynasty Zombie's body, which had become extremely tough after having a good meal and drink, flew backwards like a cannonball.

"go."

Then Jingming snapped his fingers again, and a beam of light went straight to the zombie's forehead.

That was one of Huang Ming’s thirty-six thousand souls.

It is used to restrict the actions of the royal zombie and compete with the soul inside the royal zombie's body for control of the body.

"Master, do you want me to help you heal your wounds?"

"Otherwise, the corpse poison will attack the heart, and then there will be no hope of saving it, okay?"

Jingming looked at Qianhe who was held in his other hand. A large amount of blood was gushing out from the other's neck, soaking half of the body.

"you"

"I don't ask for much. I heard that you have a lot of different talismans in Maoshan. Just teach me a few."

"By the way, I also know a Taoist priest from your Maoshan."

"I just forgot what it was called, but it seemed like the three of them were holding a purple talisman with gold patterns on it."

"My request is not high. Just give me a talisman like this."

"Why are your eyes so big?"

"Don't say anything. If you don't say anything, I'll take it as your consent?"

As Jingming spoke, he rummaged in his bosom with his other hand, then pulled out a long roll of talismans and wrapped it directly around Qianhe's neck.

As the talisman was wrapped around him, Qianhe's bleeding was instantly stopped, and the evil energy in his body also spread outwards.

"Don't worry, this talisman is very effective. It has been certified by Grandmaster Liang Ting. Even if your body is broken into pieces and riddled with holes, I can still repair it for you."

Jingming looked at Qianhe with a smile.

"Junior brother!"

"Junior brother?!"

"Wow, this is just like the Asura Hell! Oh Amitabha!"

At this moment, two voices were heard outside.

"Fuck, what are you yelling for? If you yell again, I'll send you to hell and see Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva!"

"Xiao Bei, go and see if those lying there are your fellow apprentices, my nephews!"

(End of this chapter)