Reborn Zombie Supreme

fairyland,

Fairy clouds and mist rise.

In the Lingxiao Palace,

On the Nine Dragons throne, the Jade Emperor sat with his legs crossed, stroking his dragon beard, and boredly watching the quarrels among the immortals below.

"I've said it a long time ago. If I had let him fight one-on-one, it would have been over a long time ago." The old man Kitchen God rolled up his sleeves. "Now it's like this!"

"In a duel, can you beat him?"

"What, Erlangshen, do you want to show off with me?"

"Okay, you all, stop arguing!" Other gods also came out to start a fight.

"Bodhisattva, do you think this counts as the defeat of Arhat who subdued the Dragon?" The Kitchen God put down his sleeves and pointed to the lower world, "That beggar from the ninth generation could have lived a peaceful life begging for food, but now he was killed early, and that one Yuan Batian is also dead. The Ninth Generation Pheasant finally returned to Yixiangyuan, and the subjugation of the Dragon Lower Realm was completely fruitless."

The Bodhisattva nodded slightly and looked at the immortals who were either happy, relieved or angry.

"If you ask me, this is all the fault of that zombie. I think it would be best to send heavenly soldiers and generals to catch that zombie!" The God of Plague, who had been silent all this time, suddenly spoke.

He touched the wound on his neck and hissed in pain, "These three people are all related to him. It was he who deceived the ninth generation beggar and asked the big beggar to die. He also crushed Yuan Batian's stone heart. In the end Let the ninth pheasant never believe in love and never have the possibility of redemption. Let’s catch that zombie and kill it!”

Erlang Shen, who had only two eyes left, turned his head and glanced at Guanyin Bodhisattva, but did not dare to speak. The Kitchen God also pretended to be in a daze.

The king of hell was writing and drawing with a brush, but he didn't say a word.

Who among you doesn't know that the zombie is the one whom the Bodhisattva himself said he wanted to save and turn into an Arhat? If we catch zombies and kill them, wouldn’t that be a slap in the face of the Bodhisattva?

"God of Plague, you have already achieved great success. Go travel to the West." A god told the God of Plague to shut up quickly to avoid getting into trouble.

The God of Plague deliberately refuted, and he suspected that the plague was related to zombies. But he opened his mouth and closed it again.

If he speaks out, not only will his credit be lost, but he will also be accused of coveting credit and failing to complete tasks, and his official hat will also have to be removed.

The God of Plague closed his mouth, but met the smiling eyes of the Bodhisattva, and felt a thump in his heart, could it be...?

Under the gaze of everyone, the Bodhisattva gently opened his mouth, "There will no longer be a dragon-subduing Arhat in this world."

"This, no, it's just a game, no need to do it with Dragon Subduing."

"Yes, yes, it's just a game, don't play it so big Bodhisattva"

All the immortals couldn't bear it.

The Bodhisattva shook his head, "But from now on, there will be a Dragon Subduing Master in the world."

Clouds and mist rise, cranes spread their wings and fly, and fairy music plays.

Subdue the dragon and return to its position.

As the fairy boy scattered flowers, Jiang Long appeared in front of the fairies with his hands waving.

"Thank you, thank you everyone! Thank you everyone for supporting me!"

"Look at that sultry look on his face!"

The Kitchen God turned his head away in disgust, but Jianglong held his head and kissed him hard on the forehead.

"Thank you everyone!" Jianglong turned his head. The God of Plague, King of Hell, Erlang Shen and other gods all took a big step back, fearing that Jianglong would take a bite from him.

"That's not right, Bodhisattva. Since the task of subduing the dragon failed, why can you still be promoted to a venerable person?"

The Bodhisattva pointed casually, "Although Zhu Dachang died, he experienced great strength and gained confidence. In his next life, he will be reborn into a wealthy family."

The immortals followed the Bodhisattva's finger and saw that in the backyard room named "Fuwei Escort Agency", a man was pacing back and forth anxiously.

"Master, it's a boy!"

The midwife reported a boy, it was Zhu Dachang.

The Bodhisattva waved his hand again, and the scene in front of him changed again, showing a pig eating.

"Yuan Ba ​​once said before he was born that he would not be a human being again in his next life."

"It's good to be a pig. It's carefree. Eat when you're full, sleep when you're full, eat when you're full." The Kitchen God had to nod.

"But where is Xiaoyu? She has returned to Yixiangyuan!"

"Look again"

Yuan Batian is dead, and all the pheasants in the brothel have escaped. The entire Yixiang Courtyard has no popularity, and is almost abandoned.

Xiaoyu was at a loss.

As soon as I walked into the gate of Yixiangyuan, I saw two men coming out cursing, "They all ran away, how can I be happy in the future?"

"you……"

"Xiaoyu, you didn't run away?" The two men were overjoyed.

"Do you want me?"

"I want you? Of course I want it! I want it, I want it!"

"Xiaoyu is asking me, you want a shit!"

The two of them had a heated argument.

Xiaoyu was overjoyed, "Looks like there is no need for zombies, I still have someone to ask for. When will we get married?"

"Getting married?" The two men paused at the same time. "It's just for fun. Why are you getting married?"

"You all just want to play and don't want to marry me?"

"I married a pheasant. Is there anything wrong with my mind?" said the man on the left.

The man on the right also nodded, "I gave you money to play with you, and you still want me to marry you? Don't I want to marry hundreds of people?"

"Let's go, let's go!"

The two left in disappointment, leaving Xiaoyu alone to kneel on the ground, saying to herself that no man in the world could be trusted. She scratched her face with a hairpin, cut off her long hair, and went out without a trace.

"She saw through the smooth-talking men in the world, and from then on she became a nun and no longer stained with the world of mortals."

Bang bang bang bang!

All the immortals applauded, her result was undoubtedly the best.

"Look at it this way, the success of the three people has something to do with that zombie."

Jiang Long was just a spectator in this game, but he did a great job in killing the Black Rakshasa in the end, and no one was dissatisfied.

"Jianlong will solve the cause and effect on his own." The Bodhisattva turned around and looked at Jianglong.

Jianglong nodded, "I'm leaving now. I'll come back to see you after a while."

He turned around and fled to the lower world.

……………………

On the roof of Yixiangyuan, He Cheng watched Xiaoyu scratch her face and staggered away.

Xiaoyu is just a stranger, whether he shaves his face or commits suicide has nothing to do with him.

I lay on the ridge with my head raised, looking at the white clouds above my head.

But a golden light penetrated the white clouds and fell in front of He Cheng.

Ji Dian is dressed in a brocade robe.

It should be said that he is the Arhat subduing the dragon.

"Level 93-Dragon Subduing Master"

He Cheng sat up straight and straightened his waist.

During the battle with the Black Rakshasa, he discovered that every difference in level was important, and it was no longer the case when he could kill people by crossing a larger realm.

"I thought you were dead"

"Haha, but I've been promoted!" Jianglong turned around and raised his hand.

call!

A gust of wind hit him head-on, blowing He Cheng's black hair like a black flag.

An iron rake.

The sun and the moon are lingering, emitting divine light.

Jianglong casually threw away "what I promised you"

He Cheng raised his hand to take it, but his wrist sank. Unprepared, the tiles under his feet were almost crushed.

"It's heavy!"

"Fifty-thousand and forty-eight pounds with the handle, which is the total amount of the treasure. It was made by Taishang Laojun himself using sacred iron and filled with carbon with a hammer. What is it called Qinxin rake? The size is as desired, just right for you."

"Shangbao Qinxin Raking?" Isn't this the magic weapon of Marshal Tianpeng?