Zombie World: God-level paper binding system

"Li Daoyuan, the last time we met was more than 20 years ago." The old man looked around and saw that there were several people behind him. I completely forgot about this old man."

He was obviously still afraid of Li Daoyuan. Li Daoyuan himself was at the peak of refining and transforming energy, and the bronze armor corpse had also evolved to the peak.

It's only half a point weaker than the strongest person in this ghost market.

At least in the world of evil cultivation, he can be regarded as a top figure.

It's just because of personality issues, not to mention understanding, even many people have never heard of this name.

Recalling Li Daoyuan's character, Su Mo just stared at him coldly without opening his mouth.

After a few breaths, it was the old man who gave a wry smile first, and looked away: "Hmph, you have to go to the death test often because of your temperament, otherwise you might have been exposed to the wilderness!"

"Let me re-introduce this old man, Song Zhijing, who was the elder of Wangui Sect 500 years ago. More than 20 years ago, you bought more than 12 corpses from this old man."

Obviously the business at that time was not pleasant, so Song Zhijing never treated him well.

Su Mo nodded slightly, but still did not speak.

Song Zhijing snorted coldly, but he didn't make fun of himself, he raised his hand and threw a wooden sign over: "This is your room."

"This ghost market will be officially opened tonight. You and your little apprentice can go around as you like. Tomorrow, a big man will come, and we will meet and discuss at that time."

After finishing speaking, Song Zhijing led those old men away to receive other alchemy cultivators.

There is also a chain of contempt in the practice world, but this is also normal.

After all, for alchemy monks, especially alchemy monks who have really entered the door, the so-called heretics are just a joke.

It's just that the orthodox Taoism advocates unity and friendship. As long as you can slay demons and demons, no matter the heretics or alchemy, you are all brothers in the same sect and help each other.

In Evil Cultivation, this chain of contempt is vividly displayed.

The restaurant room was also specially arranged. Su Mo found that his room was on the top floor, which was very spacious. When he opened the window, he could have a panoramic view of the entire ghost market.

Obviously, here is also divided according to strength.

The rooms on the lowest floor are the largest and the most miscellaneous, but also the most chaotic, and the people who live there are heretics and evil cultivators.

After all, among evil cultivators, alchemy is a very rare existence, so only the top three floors live in alchemy monks.

As soon as He Qixiu entered the room, he cleaned it sensiblely, and then chose a small corner corner and paved his own floor.

Su Mo glanced at him a few times, but didn't speak. He just walked to the window and looked down at the bustling ghost market.

"In troubled times, there are many skeletons and demons appear everywhere. This ghost market is much more lively than the human world." Looking at the feasting lights and countless demons walking shoulder to shoulder, Su Mo couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

Just when he was about to look back, the distance suddenly started to make noise.

Countless monsters gathered together, as if they were watching something, but soon a strong man came out.

That brawny tiger-headed man held a steel whip in his hand, and when he swung it, there was a violent demonic aura, but any figure that was hit by the steel whip either flew out, or died on the spot.

Under such a domineering method, the crowd of figures quickly dispersed, making way for a road.

And those old men of Song Zhijing also hurried over, stood in front of the avenue, saluted and bowed their waists, as if they were welcoming some important person.

Not long after, I saw a beautifully crafted carriage approaching slowly.

Pulling the carriage was a giant tiger with four heads and a height of five or six meters, with white hair without a trace of variegation.

There are also various animal patterns carved on the carriage.

"Welcome the Second Young Master!"

Song Zhijing took the lead in shouting, and the old people behind him quickly followed.

"Tiger demon?" On the window sill, Su Mo narrowed his eyes slightly: "A transformed tiger demon? It's rare now!"

He went down the mountain for three years, although it was not a long time, he traveled to many places, and he really didn't see many monsters in form.

Apart from the five families outside the pass, there is only the monkey demon from that temple.

After all, it is much more difficult for demons to cultivate than humans, not to mention that in today's Dharma-ending era, it is difficult for human beings to walk the way of alchemy.

The carriage stopped, the curtain was opened, and a strong man in a brocade robe came out from inside.

His eyes were lifted up, with a fierce look in his eyes, there was a faintly visible king character pattern between his brows, his fierce eyes looked back and forth at those old people, and he said slowly: "Is it all arranged?"

The voice was low and loud, shaking the lanterns on both sides from side to side.

Song Zhijing hurriedly bowed his waist and said: "It's all been arranged, and I'm waiting for you and the tiger to come. This is the list of all monks. Please have a look."

While speaking, a booklet was handed over.

The strong man flipped through a few times casually, but his eyes lingered on the alchemist's page for a long time: "Li Daoyuan? Qi Shouzheng's senior brother?"

He obviously knew Qi Shouzheng.

"Yes." Song Zhijing nodded: "Li Daoyuan is a person who often retreats to death. Before that, something went wrong in his practice, and he almost went mad, so Qi Shouzheng got a wrong idea and sneaked up on him in the dark."

"It was a success, even the Xuankui zombie was snatched."

"It's just that Li Daoyuan was fateful. Not only did he not die, he killed Qi Shouzheng instead. This time he also came to participate in the ghost market, and I placed him on the top floor of the restaurant."

Hearing this, the strong man subconsciously raised his head to look at the restaurant in the distance, but he happened to meet Su Mo's eyes.

The gaze of a cultivator is tens of thousands of times stronger than that of ordinary people. Both sides can clearly see each other's appearance. Of course, what the strong man sees is the face of a middle-aged Taoist priest.

After only a moment of contact, the strong man took the initiative to look away.

Because I don't know why, I suddenly feel a little palpitation in my heart!

He frowned, thinking it was his own illusion. After all, that Li Daoyuan himself was at the peak of refining Qi, and even counting the Xuankui zombie, he could suppress it with one hand. This is the difference in realm.

But when the strong man looked over again, he found that there was no one by the window.

"Notify." The strong man was silent for a while, and said to Song Zhijing: "I am hosting a banquet in the brothel, and let all alchemy monks come to participate!".

Chapter 744

The brothels in this ghost city are indeed much more exquisite than those in the mortal world. After all, no matter how beautiful a mortal woman is, she is still not as good as the snake demon fox princess and ghosts.

The singers who came and went were slim, with light veils covering their faces, and the fragrant wind blew by when they walked.

After all, He Qixiu was just a teenage boy. He was just young and full of enthusiasm. Therefore, when he looked at the beauties around him, he couldn't help but blushed and showed shame. He even lowered his eyes and didn't dare to look at them again.

"Yinghu Ningjiao didn't come in at first, and greeted her with a smile when she came out of the curtain. The face of the enchantress is like a flower with dew, and the stream of yushu shines in the backyard."

The soft chants came from behind, which also brought He Qixiu back to his senses, and smiled sarcastically: "The poems of Empress Chen are suitable for use here."

Su Mo glanced at him: "I'm just reminding you, don't forget that this is a ghost market, no matter how beautiful it is, it is still a beast in the mountains and forests, pink skulls, but a piece of human skin to cover the evil, two spots of rouge Block all ugliness."

"If you really feel that your heart is hard to keep, you can use your mana to open your eyes and use the talismans you bought secretly just now. Not to mention the charming feelings, I'm afraid you may not even be able to eat the food and drinks later."

He Qixiu's face suddenly changed after being pointed out by Su Mo.

It's just that he was relieved to see that the true master had a normal complexion and no viciousness, and said in embarrassment, "I just hid some private money for self-defense."

He knew long ago that a ghost market was about to be held here, so how could he not secretly hide some gold for himself according to his temperament?

Just now, I went out to the interface to get familiar with the terrain. In fact, I just bought a batch of talismans from some stalls.

After all, he really couldn't afford the magic weapon. Although there are cheap Taoism techniques, the cheats are not safe, and they might be deleted or altered.

As for the elixir, the qi and blood elixir was of little use to him now, and he didn't dare to swallow other elixirs at will. From this point of view, the talisman was the safest.

After all, there is no way to fake the material of the talisman paper, as well as the spell marks outlined on it.

The monks want to draw talismans, but they can't draw them after collecting the materials and copying them according to the talismans.

Today's Taoism, there are three ways to draw amulets.

The first one is the most formal one, the reception ceremony hosted by the orthodox Taoist sect, is usually held once every three years, and the general content is to announce to the gods of heaven and earth that a group of disciples under my sect have formally started and have the qualifications to draw talismans .

Hoping to be recognized by the gods of heaven and earth, they gave incense offerings to please the gods, and the gods nodded in recognition, so the disciples who participated in the receiving ceremony, the drawn talismans were blessed by the power of heaven and earth, and could display various magic power,

The second is to fill the talismans purely with your own mana, but most of the mana will dissipate during the process of mana filling, so the talismans drawn in this way are less powerful and consume a lot of energy. Only those casual cultivators without sects will use this This method is also a helpless move.

The third way is to mix cinnabar with blood essence and blood with aura, and then condense resentment and evil energy on the talisman paper. The talismans drawn in this way are powerful, but they are harmful to nature and evil, and they are evil methods.

Because aside from those who practiced, among ordinary creatures, the most aura of essence and blood is the heart and blood of human beings!

However, most of the evil cultivators now use the first path, that is to say, most of the evil cultivators have actually experienced formal receiving.

This is actually not difficult to understand.

Regardless of alchemy or heretics, as long as they can practice, it proves that they have such a little talent. This group of people cannot enter the immortal sect, but they can enter those ordinary small sects.

To be honest, as far as those small sects are concerned, basically as long as they can receive talented heretic disciples, they are already thankful, so how can they care about good and evil?

This has led to a lot of evil cultivators, in fact, these small sects came out, and it is not uncommon to deceive teachers and destroy ancestors.

But there is no way, the highest batch of talent seeds was absorbed by Xianmen, and then the top sects of that batch, the Yin-Yang family.

After such a layer-by-layer screening, many small sects have completely cut off their incense and lost their inheritance even within hundreds of years.

The strong get stronger and the weak get weaker, so this is also a helpless move.

"Li Xianren々｀?" A wolf-headed guy rushed over, glanced at the bronze armored corpse behind He Qixiu, and bowed to Su Mo.

"Huh?" Su Mo turned his gaze to it.

This monster's cultivation level is obviously not high, the human fur on his body was sewed on in a hurry, if it wasn't for the clothes, he could even see countless needles and threads on his skin, he was clearly a wolf monster who straightened up and was able to speak just now.

Heretic monks of Uncle Jiu's level can deal with it.

".¨The banquet on the third floor has been set up, please come with me." The wolf demon still bowed his waist, secretly glanced at He Qixiu: "Your disciple?"

"Come along, lead the way."

"Yes." The wolf demon didn't dare to be negligent, and quickly led the way, leading the two of them and a zombie through the crowd, and went straight up the wooden ladder.

Seeing a few people going upstairs, the countless guests who were drinking and playing downstairs all showed fear and envy.

Everyone knew that the Second Young Master who had returned from overseas was feasting guests on the third floor, and those who were qualified to go up were all alchemy monks.

Dan Dao... For this group of heretic cultivators, it is just a distant dream.

.........

The light gauze tent was filled with incense, and the jade ornaments collided with each other in the wind, making a crisp and pleasant sound. This was obviously a woman's boudoir.

However, there are more than a dozen beautiful women in silk and satin clustered together, talking about something.

The leader was a woman who seemed to be in her twenties, with a sad look on her brows, she just looked at the sisters around her, but she managed to suppress the sadness, and said softly, "Don't worry, everything is up to me." buy it."

"Sister." The youngest one is only sixteen or seventeen years old, with a look of weeping tears: "I heard that the second son is a fierce tiger, who loves flesh and blood the most, and is lustful. Will it...will it..."

Just as he was talking, the door was suddenly pushed open, and a slim middle-aged woman walked in.

There were still a few green scales on the woman's face, and her forked tongue stuck out from the corner of her mouth from time to time, obviously she was a snake demon.

"Girls, are you ready?".

Chapter 745

"Young lady."

The leading woman squeezed out a smile: "Look, my sisters are still young, ignorant of the world, and don't understand everything. If there is a mistake later, it will be a bad thing to bump into the second son."

"How about just a few of us to present the song and dance, how do you like it?"

There were three or four women in their twenties behind her, and they all stepped forward to protect those little girls behind them.

"That can't be done." The snake demon known as Qing Niangniang covered her mouth and chuckled: "The second son is focusing on you, and it will not be possible without one."

"But..." The leading woman wanted to say something else.

Qing Niangniang's face suddenly became serious, and she said coldly: "If you don't succeed, you won't succeed!"

"I'm afraid you think I'm discussing with you, right? They say that a phoenix in trouble is not as good as a chicken, let alone you foxes?"

"It fell into this ghost market, and fell into my hands, Zhuyeqing. It's best to accept your fate as soon as possible, and you can escape the torture, and save me from worrying!"

"Second Young Master has already started a big banquet for guests, and you will go to perform dances later. It will be your blessing if you are caught by some alchemy master. Don't be ignorant of good and evil!"

After scolding, he twisted his waist and went out. As soon as he stepped through the door, the frost on his face turned into a flattering smile, welcoming the guests who came and went.

"Sister..." A girl sobbed softly.