I Am the Corpse Master

Need to upgrade.

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Jiang Lin (code-named zero): the [*]th generation disciple of the Chen Dao School

Physique: Brutal body

Cultivation Realm: Alchemist

Corpse Level: Black Zombie

Exercise: Yang Yan Jue (Level [*])

Body Refinement: Stupid Transformation (Level [*])

Swordsmanship: Bone Sword (Phase [*]-Double)

Charms: Inducing Yang Talisman (Level [*]), Yang Finger Sword (Level [*]), Breathing Talisman (Level [*]), Antidote Talisman (Level [*]), Sparking Talisman (Level [*]), Set Fire Talisman (Level [*]) +

Violence value: [*]

(Note: In the past, the author calculated the consumption of [*] extra for the upgrade of both the exercises and the body-refining skills. [The body-refinement should cost [*], and it was calculated as [*]]. Just after that, the protagonist has not been upgraded, so here we use [*]. Add anger.)

Jiang Lin was stunned for a long time when he saw the hostility value. This was nearly [*] points of hostility, and it was well developed!

Jiang Lin instantly felt that he had become rich and powerful.

"Calm and calm, it must be allocated carefully, and it cannot be upgraded indiscriminately."

Jiang Lin suppressed the restlessness in his heart and warned himself not to be carried away.

The point of hostility is to be spent on the blade.

The next Teng Teng Zhen Jiang Lin is going to pass, maybe there will be a zombie king in it, although Jiang Lin's corpse level has reached the level of black zombie now, he doesn't think he can compete with the zombie king.

The body is leather) (The capital of life, body refining must be upgraded.

In order to prevent Ninth Uncle and the others from being poisoned by corpses, it is best to raise the anti-virus talisman.

Needless to say, Yang Yan Jue will definitely rise.

In addition to upgrading the Body Refinement Art to protect himself, the Yang Finger Sword and the Yang Yin Talisman as his attack methods should also be improved.

Jiang Lin didn't think that his current Yang Finger Sword could seriously injure the Zombie King.

Taking off his clothes, Jiang Lin sat down.

"Physical Refinement, go up! Go up again!"

Jiang Lin raised his body training by two levels one after another, and had a good experience of wanting to die.) (Yishan Mountain.

It's like receiving surgery on the operating table without anesthesia.

"Ouch! It stinks to death."

Jiang Lin has been holding his breath, enduring the pain in his body.

After the side effects of upgrading the Body Refinement Art were over, he kicked the big rock at the entrance of the cave and jumped into the small river.

Fortunately, no one was there, otherwise Jiang Linguo Ben would have been seen by others.

The clothes that were removed were also smoked and smelled of corpses. Jiang Lin could only wash and dry them.

"The effect of the Body Refinement Art is worthy of this stench."

After feeling himself, Jiang Lin felt that the toughness of the soft tissues and blood vessels in his body had increased by more than one grade.

"Putting out one's own blood vessels should be able to kill people with this."

Now Jiang Lin's tendons and blood vessels are stronger than insulated wires.

In addition, the defense capabilities of Jiang Lin's viscera have also improved a lot. A layer of stratum corneum has formed on the surface of the viscera, and the upper limit of deformation has also been raised.

"From the outside to the inside, the corpse of the sky changes, this body training is really too 6."

Jiang Lin suppressed his excitement and raised the Yang Yin Talisman and Yang Finger Sword by one level at the same time.

"[*] is gone... Come out, my Golden Crow!"

Yang Yan Art, upgrade!

Jiang Lin found a clean place again and continued to upgrade his exercises.

With Jiang Lin's finger, pure golden flames covered it.

The golden flames ran into the sky, scorching hot.

The branches ten meters high were surrounded by golden flames and instantly turned into charcoal.

Gradually, the pure golden flames began to gather together, forming the shape of the Golden Crow, but it was still not solid enough.

Jin Yan was unable to maintain the shape of Jin Wu all the time.

"That's... three-legged?"

Jiang Lin looked at the river in front of him, and the projection of the Golden Crow was reflected on it.

The black feathers on the top of its head have formed a feather crest, and between the feet, a third foot has been born.

"The third leg of this three-legged Golden Crow is longer than mine, and it is definitely a brother with a handle!"

Although Jiang Lin had heard of the legend of the Three-legged Golden Crow, when he saw it, he always wanted to laugh.

There is a little difference between the two feet, which is okay to accept, but with a long leg, it is a bit unpleasant.

Fortunately, I have a brother, not real legs.

The three-legged Golden Crow's eyes glowed with golden light, projecting towards the river.

At this moment, Jiang Lin seemed to sense that he and the Three-legged Golden Crow were looking at each other.

However, in the next second, he thought it was his own illusion. The three-legged golden crow formed by the flame was dead and had no spirituality.

"Wow!"

Jin Yan spreads his wings, and the three-legged Golden Crow soars into the sky, but as soon as his body leaves the ground, it turns into a pure golden fire that fills the sky.

In Jiang Lin's body, in his dantian, the cyclone like a football is now getting closer and closer to a circle.

It is now more appropriate to call it liquid swirl.

Countless large and small pure gold droplets rotate along their own trajectory, forming an ellipsoid the size of a pigeon egg as a whole.

"The spiritual power has been concentrated again and become more pure."

A flame flashed in Jiang Lin's eyes, and he seemed to be able to see the cicada monkey opening its hole with its forefoot under the ground twenty meters away.

The subtle rustling sound also penetrated into Jiang Lin's ears.

After getting used to his own spiritual sense, Jiang Lin looked at the remaining eight thousand suffocation points in the system and thought.

"Yangzhijian has been upgraded by one level, Poison Control Talisman has been upgraded by one level, and Sword Mastery has been upgraded by two levels."

The extendable length of the blade will increase once every two levels of the Yang Finger Sword, and when it reaches the eighth level, the blade should be able to reach eight meters in length.

"Forcing King Vegetto's soul sword, haha."

Jiang Lin turned his sword into a single palm and stabbed the tree trunk in front of him.

With a flick of his arm, seven or eight poplar trees with the thickness of the mouth of the bowl were cut off by Jiang Lin.

The fractured section is completely charred and has been carbonized.

Jiang Lin didn't do any wanton destruction either. He tested the power of the Yang Finger Sword and gave it up.

Planting trees is honorable, but destroying trees is shameful.

"Using swordsmanship, the bone sword can only come out of the body in the second stage. Now it shouldn't be as painful as the initial stage."

Now that Jiang Lin's tailbone has been ground into the shape of a sword, he didn't dare to lift too much at one time.

Coccyx pain is not a good feeling.

Now that his coccyx has a rough outline, forming a sword fetus, Sword Mastery should be able to rise once in a row.

"Although it doesn't take much blood, but every liter, it's like a woman shedding blood."

The pain of bone grinding into a sword is simply exhilarating.Jiang Lin felt like he was coming to relatives.

Chapter One Hundred and Seventy-One

Jiang Lin put on his clothes, endured the pain and jumped onto a thick branch of a big tree, lying there for two hours.

He didn't want to walk with the pain of hitting his tailbone like he hit the edge of a step.

After dawn, Jiang Lin returned to Jiu Shu's house and fell asleep directly.

He no longer needs to worry about the matter of the three evil positions, and the construction of the Taoist temple can be left to Jiu Shu and them.

The townspeople cooperated very well, and no one doubted Jiu Shu's words anymore.

Anyone in the town who knew how to build would help out. In just three days, a Taoist temple was built nine meters southeast of the church.

Because Jiang Lin consumed a lot of Yang during this period of time, he improved his swordsmanship by two levels. He slept on the bed for three days without waking up, and he slept very deeply.

Jingjing sat beside Jiang Lin's bed and took needles and thread to sew the small holes on the hem of Jiang Lin's clothes.

Looking at the sleeping Jiang Lin, Jingjing relieved the pain of missing for the past two months.

"Even if you can't enter his heart, let me stay by his side."