Zombie World: God-level paper binding system

A slight sound reached the ears, waking the priest awake.

He rubbed his eyes, and looked at the statue of the City God in the middle of the hall in confusion.

Just at this glance, he jumped up like a rabbit~.

I saw a crack appeared on the statue of the City God at some point, from the top of the head to the bottom of the feet, almost splitting the whole body in two.

click - click -

The sound of the stone cracking can be heard endlessly, and large and small cracks are all over the body of the stone statue.

Finally, under the terrified eyes of the priest, the statue of the City God collapsed completely, turning into rubble all over the ground!

in the courtyard.

Like a golden stone sculpture, the yellow turban wrestler stood quietly behind Su Mo, the beating golden flames on his body dispelled the darkness and coldness around him.

Su Mo looked at the place where Mogaud had disappeared, with a complicated expression on his face, and sighed slightly.

The city god fell into the devil, and the righteous god fell into evil. Such outrageous things can only happen in the age of the Dharma.

Incense is poisonous!

Gods like City God rely on devouring incense to maintain their bodies and condense their mana. The stronger the incense, the faster their cultivation and the stronger their power.

The essence of incense is the will of the common people.

The power of will is the power transformed from wishes and prayers. This power is not pure, and to some extent, it is even more terrifying than evil and yin.

Because it contains human desires, evil thoughts, and various emotions. One or two people are fine, but there are 10,000+ people in Ping An County. All evil thoughts and desires are intertwined, which is very scary.

When the heaven and the earth were normal before, there was the Dao of Heaven to supervise the Three Realms. The Dao of Heaven would automatically cleanse the power of the incense, so that the city gods could swallow it safely.

Now that the world is at an end, and the way of heaven is not manifested, the power of incense will no longer have the power to cleanse.

So over time, those human evil thoughts polluted Mogaud, making him a city god during the day, and turning into a ghost at night!

In the final analysis, it is also involuntary.

This is the sorrow of the incense gods, there are too many things to rely on.

It's not just the way of heaven, if there is war in Ping'an County, if the people here migrate or die, then he, the city god, will also perish.

In addition, if the dynasty changes and the new emperor canonize the city god again, he, the original city god, will also perish if he is replaced.

It's just that since the founding emperor of the Ming Dynasty, the emperor no longer has the right to canonize the city god.

Su Mo once read Maoshan's classics, which recorded one thing.

It is said that in ancient times, the Emperor of Man was able to confer gods!

It is not a small god like Chenghuang who is sealed, but a real god.

In the original Xuanyuan Yellow Emperor, the official of the five elements under his subordinates was the Great God of the Five Elements, who was in charge of the three realms of gold, wood, water, fire, and earth. The rest of the officials were either gods of heaven and earth, or gods of heaven and stars.

After that, Xia Qi used the real dragon as a mount to play nine songs in the field of Damu, and the singing spread throughout the three realms.

The Human Emperor's status is comparable to that of the Heavenly Emperor, holding the power to enshrine the gods, so countless practitioners who want to become righteous gods all enter the court as assistants and are willing to be courtiers.

This is to make the emperor a god like a vassal!

It's just that the last emperor who was able to become a god was Yin Shang, and after King Wu defeated Zhou, Yin Shang perished.

Since Zhou Tianzi, there was no longer the title of Human Emperor, but it was changed to Tianzi, which means the son of heaven, and the emperor of heaven was regarded as the supreme of the three realms, and he lost the power to confer gods.

Qin Shihuang was unwilling to be the emperor, and even wanted to surpass the human emperor in the ancient times, so he took the character of emperor from the three emperors and the character of emperor from the five emperors, and called himself the first emperor.

He also forged an army of immortals, and wanted to conquer the Three Realms, but it was a pity that he failed in the end.

When Su Mo watched these classics in Maoshan, he fell into fantasy countless times. If the time he traveled was not the end of the Dharma, but the ancient times when the emperor and the emperor competed for the master of the three realms, what would it be like?

Shaking his head, he pushed all these thoughts out of his mind.

Su Mo sat on the stool, and with a gesture, he held a wine glass in his hand.

The jade cup was poured, and the fragrant wine soaked the soil of the tree roots. Su Mo's murmur echoed in the night sky: "Alas... the city god turns into a demon. This is the sorrow of an era and the end of a great world."

The Age of Mythology started from the Ming Dynasty and gradually came to its true end.

.........

In the dark prison.

Blood flowed along the ground, several jailers knelt on the ground, trembling.

Purdue Cihang, who was wearing a white cassock, stood upright in front of these jailers, "Did you find it?"

"No...no."

A jailer quickly shook his head: "There is no such person as Zhuge Wolong in our prison. The villain has searched all the prisons, but he has not found it."

Purdue Cihang did not speak, but took out a map.

On the map, most of the original seven or eight red circles have been painted over, leaving only the last three.

She waved her hand lightly, and a drop of blood flew into the air and landed on the map, smearing one of the red circles, leaving only two places on this side.

"Amitabha, goodness is goodness." Purdue Cihang recited the Buddha's name softly, turned around and walked out of the prison.

And those prison guards who were kneeling behind, just now had the look of joy of surviving a catastrophe, but suddenly felt a severe pain in the head.

bang——

The blood mixed with the brain exploded.

Several headless corpses slowly lay down on the ground.

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"The last two places." Pudu Cihang looked at the red circle on the map, with a smile on his face: "Zhuge Wolong, you can make it easy for me to find it!"

Almost at the same time that Pudu Cihang recited this name.

In a dark cell.

The stone pen in Zhuge Wolong's hand suddenly broke.

The stone cut across the palm of the hand and cut the wound, and the dark red blood flowed along the finger joints, suddenly dyeing the gossip on the ground into a dark red color.

Zhuge Wolong frowned tightly, threw his white hair behind his back, took out a few pieces of tortoise shell from under the weeds nearby, and threw them on the ground.

"Blood luck, great evil, demon disaster...I didn't expect you to find me so quickly..."

Looking at the messy tortoise shells on the ground, Zhuge Wolong frowned tightly, and suddenly laughed after a long time: "Hehe... It's a pity that you, an old monster, still can't make it in time."

"Without the kingly dragon spirit, let me see how you can stop those great masters from the immortal sect!"

………………

.........

On the top of the mountain, there are clouds and mist, and there are gusts of wind blowing.

The two white-bearded and white-haired old men sat opposite each other, and there was a chessboard in the middle, with black and white chess pieces strewn about, and two times the fragrant tea on the edge of the chessboard.

The old man on the left is wearing a white gossip robe, with a long sword on his back, with a slight smile on his mouth. On the chessboard, the white dragon has been formed, and it can no longer be stopped.

The old man on the opposite side was wearing an orange gossip gown, with a whisk beside him, pinching sunspots, thinking hard.

Behind him, a girl in commoner clothes with black hair and shawl was leaning on her chin with both hands, staring blankly at the chessboard: "Old man, you lost."

"I know."

The old man in the orange Taoist robe turned his head and glanced at her angrily: "Which side are you from? Why are you always helping the old ghost Zixiao?"

The girl's expression remained unchanged: "I won't help anyone, it's because your chess skills are too bad."

"Hahahaha..." This time, before the old man got angry, Zixiao in a white robe stroked his beard and laughed loudly: "Bao'er is right, your chess skills are too bad, and your chess skills are also poor. , tell yourself, how many moves have you regretted in this game of chess?"

"No more, no more!" The old man pushed the chess piece and said angrily, "I'm not lucky today."

Seeing Zi Xiao slowly packing away the chess pieces, the old man couldn't help asking: "Over there in the imperial city, you just forget about it?"

"Wait." Zi Xiao replied with one word.

"Zhuge Wolong?" The old man frowned slightly: "This is what the old man can't figure out. About ten days ago, Zhuge Wolong's fate suddenly couldn't be calculated. I calculated for a long time, but in the end I only calculated a name. : Su Mo."

"Don't forget about it." Zi Xiao said with a smile: "He is my disciple."

"Huh?" The old man was taken aback: "When did you have this disciple?"

"After 300 years." Only.

Chapter 497

Earth has virtue, so it can carry things.

Wearing a yellow scarf from the Jin family, he collected the light and flames on his body, and sat cross-legged behind Su Mo, his majestic eyes projected through the helmet, monitoring the whole courtyard.

Su Mo sat cross-legged under the big tree, forming a seal with both hands, and took a breath every few minutes. With each breath, his chest would bulge high.

An orange ray of light floated in his chest, rushing from left to right like a dragon, as if unwilling to settle down like this, so he wanted to break through Su Mo's body and escape to the wilderness.

However, Su Mo, who had been preparing for several days, naturally would not let him succeed.

True Qi condensed into a big net, covering the orange soil spirit root, restricting its movement, and slowly seeping into it.

Finally, with the passage of time, the struggle of the soil spirit root became smaller and smaller, and finally surrendered completely, turning into an orange aura and dipping along the entrance of the sea of ​​consciousness.

In Su Mo's body, one of the immortal veins completely turned orange!

The aura contained in this earth spirit root far surpassed all the spirit roots that Su Mo had devoured in the past, and it actually directly occupied a complete meridian.

The wood spirit root was originally the weakest, but because of the blessing of the millennium wood crystal nucleus, it can be regarded as a comeback.

Now the water spirit root is the weakest.

Earth has virtue and is good at suppression.

Su Mo swallowed a large amount of wood spiritual energy, and the spiritual energy caused by the crazy increase in cultivation base, after being moistened and suppressed by this earth spirit root, it was completely solidified at this moment!

"call--"

About half an hour later, he finally opened his eyes and let out a breath of foul air slowly.

"The spiritual roots of the five elements, three have been found, only the last two..."

Su Mo slowly stood up from the ground, his clothes were spotless, the golden sunlight fell on the ground through the dark clouds, it happened to be sunrise.

He put away the yellow turban wrestler and gently pushed open the wooden door.

Creaking—accompanied by a light sound, the door opened, and a middle-aged woman who happened to be passing by in the distance suddenly stopped in her tracks, looking over with a look of horror on her face.

After all, this house is haunted by ghosts, which is well known in the entire Ping'an County.

As Su Mo came out, the middle-aged woman heaved a long sigh of relief, but then her face was full of surprise: "You...you are, the little brother who lived in three days ago ?”

You don't know the years when you practice. For Su Mo, it's just a little bit of meditating and refining Qi, but outside it has been three full days.

Three days ago, this ghost building was rented again, and almost half of the people in Ping'an County knew about it. Everyone thought that there would be another dead bone in the courtyard.

After all, those who live in it have never seen anyone who can live until the next morning.

Some people also persuaded, but unfortunately the little brother didn't listen at all.

What happened next seemed to confirm everyone's speculation.

The whole day passed the next day, and there was no movement in the yard.

Everyone thought that the little brother in white had died inside, and they felt sorry for him, pitiful for his good looks.

Unexpectedly, three days later, the little brother in white came out of it without incident.

"it's me."

Looking at the middle-aged woman, Su Mo showed a sunny smile: "Morning."

"Early...early!"

The middle-aged woman obviously hadn't recovered from the shock, and looked at Su Mo anxiously, not knowing what to say.

Su Mo, on the other hand, stopped caring about her after greeting her, and walked straight towards a certain direction in the city.

Xu Mansion, the county seat.