Zombie World: God-level paper binding system

From the beginning to the end, Su Mo didn't even look at the zombie, he just pointed.

He glanced at He Qixiu in the gravel pit in the distance, and finally turned his attention to Qi Shouzheng.

"Senior..." Qi Shouzheng pulled out a smile that was uglier than crying: "I don't know you..."

It was definitely not an accident that the earth dragon didn't kill him before, otherwise he would have underestimated a great monk in the fairyland.

There is only one proof, the seemingly young senior in front of him had no intention of killing him in the first place.

However, Qi Shouzheng guessed a little wrong.

Su Mo didn't kill him just because he wanted to get some news from him.

The white and slender finger stretched out again, but this time, it touched Qi Shouzheng's brow.

A wisp of transparent thing was pulled out with the swipe of Su Mo's fingertips - soul-stirring!

Now that he has ascended to the fairyland, this soul-stirring naturally presents a different scene in his hands. Now he can do it, directly extract a person's memory from his soul completely!

Memory is like a long transparent ribbon, and in this ribbon, countless scenes are displayed.

The scenes fly by like a post-mortem movie, and then play thousands of times faster.

Normal people can only see blurred light and shadow.

From birth to the present, all the memories are under Su Mo's eyes.

". ¨If (Nuo Dehao) still has fellow disciples, after seven days, ghost market?"

Su Mo murmured, waved his hand casually, and that memory returned to Qi Shouzheng's mind.

The old Taoist woke up like a dream, and before he could open his mouth, he found that his body suddenly lost the pain... To be precise, he lost consciousness.

He lowered his head slowly.

I found that my body had turned into mud at some point, and then, it collapsed.

tread--

Footsteps echoed in the house.

Su Mo walked slowly to another rubble pile.

He Qixiu widened his eyes and looked Su Mo up and down.

"What are you looking at?" Su Mo asked Tie suddenly.

"Look at the gods." He Qixiu laughed.

Maybe it was because he was about to die, so he smiled unscrupulously: "It turns out that gods are like this... I went astray, my lord, otherwise... maybe, we can be like gods." !”.

Chapter 730

His vision gradually became blurred, cloudy, and his eyeballs were red, which meant that the blood in his body began to surge up.

The breathing became weaker and weaker, to the point where Su Mo saw a faint shadow flying up from his body, halfway out.

That is the soul of He Qixiu!

However, just when the soul was about to leave the body, the dense blood-red runes suddenly lit up!

These runes were deeply imprinted in his soul, and as the soul broke free, these runes turned into countless blood-red silk threads, and then forcibly dragged He Qixiu's soul into his body.

Blood Soul Curse!

This is the evil curse that Qi Shouzheng planted on him. If the evil curse is not removed, his soul will be firmly sealed in his body until his blood dries up and his body rots, and finally his soul will fly away.

Before that, he had to watch his body decompose inch by inch with his own eyes. This is a kind of torture that can make people collapse!

However, just when He Qixiu was in despair, a warm current suddenly poured in from between his brows.

This warm current penetrated into his veins, then seemed to be alive, soaked into the flesh and blood, and finally penetrated into the soul.

The blood-red spells imprinted on it were absorbed one by one as soon as they touched the warm current.

In just a few breaths, all the Blood Soul Curse was cleaned up.

And not only that.

After cleaning up the evil spell, the warm current turned into infinite life energy, restoring his withered body, and those wounds healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

When He Qixiu opened his eyes, he was surprised to find that even the blood on his body had been cleaned up, and he was full of energy, as if he had just fallen asleep!

"Thank you immortal for saving your life!" As smart as he is, he naturally understands the person who caused all this.

And now that he was alive, his attitude became much more respectful, he saluted Su Mo and bowed to the end.

"Do you know the ghost market?" Su Mo looked at him indifferently and asked softly.

"I know!" He Qixiu said quickly, "Master... that old guy took me there twice!"

Since this immortal beheaded Qi Shouzheng with his own hands, it meant that there was bound to be an enmity between the two of them, so he forcibly turned the word "master" into an old guy.

Moreover, this is also his original intention.

"Wait for me in this city. After seven days, I will come to find you before the ghost market starts." Su Mo glanced at him: "Of course, you can also try to escape."

"You don't dare!" He Qixiu hurriedly lowered his head.

"Ah."

Su Mo nodded, and walked towards the door: "The Blood Soul Curse in your body has only been suppressed, but not cleared."

"Ten days later, it will happen again."

After saying this, without waiting for his reaction, Su Mo took a step forward, and his body disappeared instantly.

He Qixiu hurriedly bowed his waist and saluted, and it took about half a cup of tea before he dared to straighten up, but his face was no longer respectful and grateful as before, but with a deep gloom.

He went straight to his master—the current Qi Shouzheng had turned into a clay sculpture.

"Old guy, you have today too!"

He smiled coldly and punched the clay sculpture's head.

The earth splashed in all directions, and the headless earth fell backward and broke into powder.

It's just that, how powerful the earth's energy is, not only Qi Shouzheng's body turned into mud, but also the magic tools, pills, and even talismans on his body were all turned into mud.

This made He Qixiu lament for a while.

But fortunately, he has a flexible mind and knows what to do most right now.

Tightening his clothes, he sneaked out through the small door.

And the Zhang family mansion, after burning for so long, finally began to collapse.

In Chunnan County, shouts had already rang out, and those belated guards also began to put out the fire urgently.

.........

Maoshan, inner door.

The old man with white hair and childlike face, dressed in a luxurious Taoist robe, stood in front of the altar, staring at a portrait in front of him in silence.

Above the portrait are three Taoist priests with similar faces and majestic expressions, who look ethereal.

This is Maoshan's patriarch, Sanmao Zhenjun.

"Master!" Zhenyang Dade saluted, "Why did you come to me?"

"Send an invitation to the immortals of the world." Master Zixiao looked away from the portrait, and said with a smile in his tone, "I am Maoshan, and I am going to hold the Luotian Dajiao."

"Luo Tian Dajiao?" Zhen Yang was taken aback for a moment, then suddenly thought of something, his face revealed surprise: "What do you mean?"

"Well, Su Mo has now reached the state of refining the gods and returning them to the void, so he can be called an earth immortal."

Zi Xiao nodded, and said softly: "According to the rules of my Maoshan sect, if a true disciple enters the fairyland on earth, he will be given a Taoist title!"

"My position as the leader should also be picked and officially handed over to him."

A complex look appeared on Zhenwei Dade's face.

There are envy, excitement, surprises, and of course more, but expectations.

"With the comprehension of that kid Su Mo, since he is already an Earth Immortal, the Great Master is probably not far away!"

"The Great Daoist of the Dharma-Ending Era...hehe, all the fairy gates in the world are planning, the heavens and the underworld, and the bald people in the west are also planning, but let them count the world, so what?"

"In my Maoshan Mountain, there is a great Daoist majestic in the world, with tens of thousands of layouts, it is impossible to escape a sword!"

Zhenwei Dade has the strongest temper, but to put it another way, he is easily impulsive.

Zhen Yang couldn't help but glared at him: "Hmph, it's a good thing that we old fellows have to leave with the head master, otherwise with your temperament, staying here will only cause trouble for Su Xiaozi."

"Maoshan can take all the good things in this world?"

"In this world, the aura is only passing away temporarily, and the heavens and the underworld will return after a few years."

"If there is no leeway left, where will my Maoshan be? How will I explain to the Three Realms?"

Zhenyang is the head of the three great virtues, he is the oldest and the most cultivated, and what he said is also reasonable, so Zhenwei did not refute, but nodded.

"Master." The most gentle Xuanqing Dade saluted and said: "Then we will go to prepare first."

"Yeah." Zi Xiao nodded.

The three of them gradually moved away, and the hall became empty again.

Zixiao looked at the three Taoists on the portrait, and suddenly sighed softly: "Patriarch, this unprecedented change has finally come to me."

"The end of the Dharma is coming, the real person will come out."

"This time, I am Maoshan!".

Chapter 731

Climbing high and looking far away will always open your mind.

On the majestic mountains, Su Mo sat cross-legged, the Taoist robe on his body fluttering with the mountain wind, and he never used half of his mana to deliberately suppress it.

The jade crown on the head reflected bright light in the sun, and the ink-like hair fluttered with the Taoist robe.

If the merit value of 7000 million is placed when he first descends the mountain, maybe he will be too excited to sleep.

But now, he has seen too much and his cultivation level is too high, no matter how exciting things are, it may be difficult to make him feel excited-.

The so-called immortals, one character for "herringbone" and one character for "mountain", means that the human heart is separated by a mountain, and the seven emotions and six desires of the mortal world are also separated by a mountain.

The patriarchs of Xianmen are better.

Because there are apprentices and many mortals bowing down and burning incense, this common people's wish power maintains their remaining humanity.

Therefore, Patriarch Yunxu looked more like a gentle and protective elder than that illusory fairy.

But those heavenly immortals who have no inheritance from the lower realms and soared away alone, I am afraid that they are really desperate, and their hearts are as stubborn as stones.

So many times Su Mo was glad that he had chosen such a road.

Detached in the world of mortals, but still in the world of mortals.

Immortal in the world of mortals.

"Let's upgrade the system." Su Mo said silently in his heart.

The 1000 million merit points disappeared in an instant, and the long-lost system prompt sounded in his mind: "The system upgrade was successful, and 1000 million merit points were consumed."

Even though his heart was calm, there was still some anticipation on Su Mo's face.

The last system upgrade gave him a complete celestial vein, but he needed to complete the five elements himself.

This time, who knows what kind of treasure it will be?

"Congratulations to the host, the road has been upgraded!"

"The Red Dust Immortal Dao has been upgraded to one of the Six Imperial Immortal Dao!"

"The fairy road of the world of mortals is rolled out ahead of schedule!"

Gujing Wubo's mentality was finally broken.