Zombie World: God-level paper binding system

For Su Mo's slightly disrespectful words, Zi Xiao didn't say anything, after all, this kid has been in the inner sect of Maoshan for 20 years, and he would say some inexplicable words from time to time.

"Then will you accept it?"

"Accept! Of course I accept!" Su Mo nodded one after another, without any hesitation, he grabbed the jade sword and held it in his hand: "I don't dare to resign, let alone the great killer given by the master, no matter how good I am In order to save face, I will not make life difficult for myself."

But Su Mo knew it in his heart.

This jade sword is not only a trump card for body protection, but also a responsibility.

In fact, it is not necessary to be the head of the true biography, and there have been several heads in history who were not from the true biography.

Su Mo is a modern time traveler, and his temperament is more escaped by nature. He doesn't want to be restrained, and he really hasn't thought much about the day when he will be the head and shoulder the burden of the entire Maoshan.

After all, in his opinion, wouldn't it be great if he walked through the Dao of Immortals, became known as a true biography in Maoshan, and then roamed free in the world of mortals?

But the kindness of nurturing and spreading the Dharma for more than 20 years cannot be offset.

Therefore, without much hesitation, Su Mo chose to take over, which also meant that he officially took on this responsibility.

Once Zixiao leaves Maoshan, he will be the head teacher of the inner sect!

"Master, do you need to be in such a hurry?"

Even though he took the jade sword, Su Mo couldn't help but asked: "It's still the Ming Dynasty, wouldn't it be the same if you waited for me to go back?" Tell me to list as the patriarch."

"The patriarchs can even produce things like the Sanguan Emperor Talisman, so there's no reason why they can't produce something better than the Jade Sword?"

The instigator of this crossing was the patriarch of Maoshan Mountain from the upper realm, and Yun Xu was probably pushed out as a facade, and it is unknown how many big men are hiding behind it.

After all, helping Su Mo cut the cause and effect is not really just to help Su Mo get rid of it, but to take advantage of the unprecedented doomsday to set up a big chess game and grab the cake under the nose of the heaven.

Although the jade sword is the inheritance of Maoshan, it is not the most powerful. After all, after Maogu Zhenjun became a celestial being, he immediately ascended to the upper realm and left the jade sword in Maoshan. Something that has been nurtured by the digital masters.

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The overall value is higher than that of Longhu Mountain's fairy talisman, but those patriarchs in the upper realm have served in the heavenly court for countless years, and some good things in their hands are casually leaked. In terms of power alone, they are much stronger than the jade sword.

"The next head of Maoshan must be yours, and it can only be you, because in the age of doomsday, you are the only person in the world who has the hope of becoming a god."

"So I'll give you the master sword, and then you will not only cut off your own karma, but also Maoshan's karma."

Zi Xiao glanced at Su Mo: "Therefore, you can't do this alone, not even me. The Patriarch Lie from the upper realm has already prepared it."

"The moment you swung your sword to cut off the cause and effect of Ghost King Mountain, this intercepted history will return to its place and become official history. At that time, all the causes and effects of Maoshan before the Ming Dynasty will be completely cut off!"

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Even though he was mentally prepared, Su Mo couldn't help but take a slight breath when he knew such a big deal.

It doesn't matter to Zixiao to tell this matter so blatantly.

This history has been intercepted so far, and will not be controlled by anyone, and everything that happened here cannot be checked.

"The Zou family, after you go there, just report the name of Maoshan's true biography."

Zi Xiao supported the white beard on his chest: "Although your technique of restraining breath is unique, you can fool demons, but you can't fool a few earth immortals of the Zou family. It's better to just pass by like this."

Su Mo nodded.

The Zou family is an Onmyoji family that has been passed down for thousands of years, much longer than the Zhuge family. Besides, it is still the Ming Dynasty, so it is not surprising that there are several earth immortals sitting in the town.

With the magic sword in hand, as long as there is no Dazheng, it will be easy.

"Guard from arrogance and impetuosity, be careful in everything."

Zi Xiao took a deep look at Su Mo, his body gradually became transparent, and finally disappeared completely.

Seeing Zixia leave, Su Mo let out a long sigh of relief, and only then did he have time to look at the jade sword in his hand.

And the voice of the system finally sounded in his mind.

"Congratulations to the host for obtaining the magic weapon: Zhenjun Jade Sword."

"Zhenjun Jade Sword: This is the sword used by Maogu Zhenjun before he became enlightened, and it has been enshrined in Maoshan for thousands of years. It is engraved with the seals inscribed by real people in the past. It is infinitely powerful. It is said that if there is a real person Holding the sword and activating all the symbols on the sword, you can have the power of a fairy."

"System prompt: Zhenjun's jade sword is too powerful, which is seriously inconsistent with the host's cultivation level, and it is an inheritance of Maoshan, not private. Therefore, whenever the jade sword kills evil spirits, the host will not be able to obtain merit points." Cai.

Chapter 502

Hearing the prompt in his mind, Su Mo couldn't help but widen his eyes.

For the flaw that Jade Sword can't get merit points for killing enemies, he has actually been mentally prepared, and the system can't let him take advantage of this loophole.

Otherwise, when he was going down the mountain, he would have tried his best to ask Zi Xiao for a magic weapon against the sky. He dare not say that it is as powerful as the jade sword, but it is still possible to be invincible under real people.

What Su Mo really didn't expect was that there would be a prompt in the system.

You must know that the system has never given any reminders about magic tools and the like, even the original three-official emperor talisman was silent when it was just obtained.

The system will not give a choice until the paper figurine is finally fused.

This jade sword...is really amazing.

After hiding it preciously and heavily in the storage space, Su Mo drilled back into the ground again.

It's a pity that after this big centipede ate the master's sword, not only did his soul dissipate, but his body was never left behind, and it was completely turned into ashes and merged into the soil.

But Su Mo didn't look disappointed.

Anyway, he didn't get any merits, and he didn't know how to make alchemy with the materials of monsters, it was nothing more than a bit of curiosity.

After looking at it for a few more times, Su Mo finally summoned up his true qi, turned into a stream of light and rushed towards the distance.

Not long after, a ground broke open.

Su Mo came out from the ground with spotless clothes, and saw Zhuge Wolong leaning against the wall weakly, showing a forced smile to himself: "Is that big centipede dead?"

"died."

Su Mo walked up to him, put his fingers on Zhuge Wolong's pulse, and slowly infused spiritual energy: "My master personally made a move, and he couldn't even escape his soul, and was cut off with a single sword."

With the infusion of spiritual energy, Zhuge Wolong's dead gray face finally recovered a little bit of spirit.

The blood smeared on the city wall is not just pure blood, but contains the essence of his whole body.

He is not a cultivator. Apart from his relatively strong body due to the accumulation of dragon energy, he is a bad old man in his 80s. His body is full of energy, and it is not easy to survive until now.

As Su Mo helped him up, Zhuge Wolong grabbed his sleeve with his backhand: "Where's the corpse?"

After all, the big centipede affected him too deeply, and he was a little guilty after not seeing the corpse.

"The corpse has been wiped out." Su Mo said with a smile, "My master is a real person, can't you even believe it?"

"Master?" Zhuge Wolong looked at Su Mo in surprise.

Dazheng basically does not accept apprentices. Generally speaking, they will only accept one apprentice as their true biography. However, in today's world, there has never been a Dazheng of casual cultivators, and there is no such thing as two masters of the same school.

Therefore, the real person must be the head teacher of a certain immortal sect.

That is to say, this kid might be the next head teacher of a fairy sect?

But at the time of Xianmen, he knew that he was not allowed to ask more questions, so he just shook his head and said with a sneer: "A monster is a monster after all. It only knows how to eat human flesh and blood. It is so ruthless to fight for courage. It is still too short-sighted."

"Don't say that I aroused the dragon's energy today. Even if I don't arouse the dragon's energy, I'm afraid its ending will be even worse."

"Did you really think that hiding in the imperial city, devouring the dragon's energy, and turning into a real dragon would make you carefree and free in the world of mortals?"

As if wanting to vomit out all his melancholy over the years, Zhuge Wolong's tone was filled with carefree meaning: "When the world is at the end of the law today, the upper world doesn't know how many gods and gods are staring at the mortal world."

"A bloody monster dares to dream of becoming a real dragon. Let alone crossing the catastrophe, even if it survives the thunder catastrophe, do you really think that the gods and gods in the upper realm are blind and let it become a dragon?"

After Zhuge Wolong scolded happily, Su Mo said: "I still have something important to do, and I'm about to leave. Senior is going to go there next, and I might even give you a ride."

"Not going anywhere."

Zhuge Wolong shook his head, with a carefree smile on his face: "Actually, my lifespan was exhausted three years ago, so I deserved to die a long time ago. I just kept thinking about this old monster, so I painted it in my body." Dao formation, hold on."

"Now that the demons are slaying me, my obsession is gone, and it's time to die. The formation delays my life, which is to change my life against the sky. Therefore, after I die, my soul will be scattered, and I will have no chance of reincarnation."

"So I'm going to go to court to meet Emperor Shenzong, but if my soul is gone, I'll bury my body in the imperial city. It's a thought."

Su Mo remained silent, and finally clasped his fists at Zhuge Wolong: "Then senior...the future will be indefinite."

"There will be no date." Zhuge Wolong saluted, then turned and walked towards the distant city gate.

The morning sun was just rising, and the tattered prison clothes fluttered in the breeze, but it didn't look downcast and wretched, on the contrary, it showed a bit of dust.

Su Mo stared intently for a while.

Although there are all kinds of nasty things in Xuanmen orthodoxy, there is never a shortage of ambitious people.

For example, this Zhuge Wolong, or Master Zongzheng who died because of flying dead.

"Zou Family, Ghost King Mountain..."

Su Mo murmured, turned and walked in the opposite direction.

With the True Monarch's magic sword in his hand, no matter how fierce and vicious Ghost King Mountain is, he also wants to see which ghost dares to stop him!

.........

His eyes were gasping for breath, his whole body was covered in blood, and Ming Zhen next to him looked even more miserable. There was almost no intact part on his body, but he was a cultivator of alchemy. As long as the spiritual energy was not exhausted, the skin and flesh would recover soon. .

"Finally escaped!"

The four eyes were lying on the ground with large characters, as if he was about to fall asleep...

Fortunately, someone had the leather roll in hand, otherwise he and Mingzhen would have died in that ghost village before.

There was no one in the ghost village during the day, and a copper bell was hung at the door of every house. When the ordinary wind blew, the copper bell would not ring at all, nor would it shake.

But if the copper bell shakes and rings, it means there are ghosts!

And it's not an ordinary ghost, at least what Simu has learned all his life is useless, and only Mingzhen can force the ghost back with a breath of real energy.

However, when it was completely dark, the two of them were in despair, because the ghosts were endless and filled the entire village!

Until the two desperately broke into a house.

There was a big red coffin in the living room of that family, Mingzhen remembered the words written on the human skin scroll, pulled back the coffin lid, and found a dark red candle inside.

After lighting the candles, those ghosts didn't dare to get closer, but surrounded the two of them from a distance.

"The wind blows and shakes the copper bell, facing the moon without moving forward. Don't approach the jujube tree with roots, and the red candle in the coffin is bright."

All of this matched the words on the human skin.

Relying on these reminders, the two escaped from the village, climbed a mountain again, and hid in a cave.

This means that they can finally rest for a few days and adjust their status.

Ghost King Mountain is not a mountain, but a continuous mountain range, which looks endless, as if it is connected to the deepest part of hell!

On every mountain, there is a cave that can provide temporary shelter.

But this shelter will only last for seven days. After seven days, the ghosts outside can come in. If it exceeds ten days... more terrifying things will appear in the cave!

At the foot of every mountain, there is a ghost cave.

Therefore, they could only rely on their human skin to go down the mountain into the ghost cave, and then through the hellish place, they arrived at the cave on the second mountain to rest for seven days.

"Senior Mingzhen." The voice of the four eyes was weak: "When did this end..."

Mingzhen shook his head: "I don't know, I have been trapped in the Ghost King Mountain for more than [-] years, and I have climbed over a dozen mountains, but I still can't see the end, and I can't figure out what's going on here. Numb, keep going."

The cave was protected for seven days, but it took an unknown amount of time to break into the ghost cave. The longest time Mingzhen was trapped in a ghost cave for five years before he escaped from death.

He paused for a moment, seemed to see the despair on Simu's face, and reminded aloud: "Back then, some of my brothers and sisters did not die at the hands of ghosts, but ended themselves in despair."

"As a result... the souls were not able to escape, but were taken away by Ghost King Mountain, suffering eternal pain, and there will be no day of liberation!".

Chapter 503

It is not without reason that Mang Mountain is called a thousand-year-old ghost.

There is no one inhabited within a thousand miles, but there are tombs one after another. At night, countless will-o'-the-wisps fly all over the sky, as if someone is setting off Kongming lanterns in batches.

The Zou family is not difficult to find, because there is only such a family in the entire Mangshan area.