Zombie World: God-level paper binding system

"How is your cultivation now?" Su Mo asked without beginning or end.

"Fair." Although Zhang Wei didn't know his purpose, he responded honestly: "I have a secret technique in Longhushan, which can pass on the knowledge and magic power of the previous head teacher."

"Although I am still far from being able to compare with the master, but with all my strength, I can also match the Alchemy cultivator who is in the realm of refining Qi and transforming into a god."

Su Mo frowned slightly after hearing this.

"Brother Su, what's wrong?"

"Master once said when I came here that there is a great danger here, let me be careful in everything, and caution is the first priority." Su Mo glanced at him.

"It's so dangerous? I'm Longhushan?" Zhang Wei first had an unbelievable expression, but then he laughed quickly: "Senior brother Su has reached the earth immortal, and now he is the head teacher of Maoshan, and his luck and cultivation are so high trend."

"With you here, no matter how dangerous it is, it is not dangerous."

The majesty of the headmaster disappeared completely, and he seemed to have turned back to the cheeky little boy he used to be.

Su Mo looked at him playfully: "For me, it is extremely dangerous, life-threatening."

Zhang Wei's expression froze.

Su Mo had already passed him, and began to look at the entire mourning hall.

There are long banners for ceremonies hanging around the main hall, which seem to be ordinary. Su Mo went back and forth, walked around in detail, and even did not let go of many corners, but after all, he still did not find any talisman .

"It seems that the problem is only the coffin, or the old master himself!"

"How about... send a letter to Master Zixiao?" Zhang Wei came up with an idea from the side: "With the master's good fortune, even if there are evil spirits, he will not be able to kill them with a single sword."

"Guess why my master told me that before I left, there was a huge crisis and that everything should be done with caution?" Su Mo squinted at him, "The subtext has been made very clear. He won't do anything about this matter." help."

"It's for us to solve it ourselves."

"Ah...this..." Zhang Wei's originally hopeful face turned bitter again at this moment.

After the end of the Dharma comes, with his cultivation base, he is indeed enough to dominate the world by himself except Su Mo.

But now... this is not really the end of the Dharma era.

Not to mention the underworld, there are quite a few monsters on the other side of the ocean who can swallow him alive.

Even if it was placed thousands of years ago in the era of Xianxia, ​​the big monster in the fairyland would still be able to occupy the mountain and become king!

In the handwriting of the old heavenly master, he not only asked Su Mo to help the coffin, but also asked him to accompany Zhang Wei to guard the spirit for seven days.

The dragon and tiger closed the mountain gate for seven days, and it will be reopened after seven days for representatives from the Taoist sects to burn incense and worship the old celestial master.

If it is not expected, the danger should be within these seven days!

"Can you make a bigu?" Su Mo asked.

"It can be fasted for a short time." Zhang Wei also knew that it was time to discuss a serious matter, so he quickly responded: "But at most three months, I haven't fully digested Master's mana, otherwise I can fast for three years."

Bigu refers to not eating or drinking, and only using the aura and mana in the body to supplement what is needed.

"That's good. I haven't stored any food here. To be on the safe side, the two of us will stay in this hall for the past seven days, never leaving."

With that said, Su Mo threw a small package over.

Zhang Wei took it with both hands, and when he opened it to look, he found a large number of talismans and jade tablets inside.

"The talisman is drawn by me, and the jade tablet contains my true qi, which can be stimulated by infusing it with the aura in your body. If you are in danger, don't hesitate." Su Mo stared at him, and said in a deep voice. Said: "I have been down the mountain for two years, I believe you have also seen a lot of evil spirits."

"If it falls into the hands of some evil spirits, the soul will not be reincarnated, and will suffer eternal life and be tortured forever."

"I understand!" Zhang Wei showed a grateful expression, and hid the package preciously and heavily in his sleeve.

This makes it easy and quick to take out.

After the disciples were dismissed, there were no more people on Longhu Mountain.

In the empty hall, only Zhang Wei knelt on the futon, staring at the coffin in a daze...

Su Mo sat cross-legged beside him, with his eyes slightly closed, as if he was dozing off.

"Actually, I haven't figured out how to be the head teacher... I feel like I can't handle such a big stall in Longhu Mountain." Zhang Wei suddenly murmured softly.

Su Mo opened his eyes, looked at the boy who was only seventeen or eighteen years old kneeling on the futon, his eyes slightly lowered: "It's all the same, I am only a few years older than you, and now I have taken over as the head teacher of Maoshan, Nuo Daxianmen, I am also often a little confused, how should I do well in this position."

"Isn't Master Zixiao still in the mountain gate?"

"It won't be long." Su Mo shook his head, and he had nothing to hide from him: "The Jade Emperor's edict, within two months at most, all the real people in the world will leave, and my master is no exception."

"So in essence, there is no difference between the two of us, we are both rushing ducks to the shelves."

"But then again, true biography, what is it passed on? Isn't it the position of the head teacher? From the moment we become true biography, we are destined to have such a day."

"Of course I thought about it." Zhang Wei hung his head: "I just didn't expect it to be so fast and so sudden."

Seeing his appearance, Su Mo sighed slightly: "Don't be too sad."

"The so-called hearing the Tao in the morning can die in the evening. The old heavenly master has fulfilled his mission and long-cherished wish, and he can be regarded as dying without regret."

　　The two chatted casually.

Soon, night falls.

Su Mo and Zhang Wei raised their heads at the same time, looking at the dark night outside, their faces were solemn.

"How often does it get dark in the inner world you set up at the Dragon and Tiger Inner Gate?"

"Seven days."

"What day is it now?"

Zhang Wei took a deep breath: "The first day."

The two fell silent at the same time.

"Could it be that some elder controlled the inner sect's rising sun and moon setting?" Zhang Wei asked tentatively.

"Now there are only two of us left in the inner sect."

Su Mo said in a deep voice: "In the evening, I manipulated the earth's veins to sense, and even the elder who sent me here packed up his bags and left."

Chapter 778

"Senior Brother Su..." Zhang Wei opened his mouth to speak.

"Remember what I told you before?" Su Mo didn't turn his head: "Stay honestly in the mourning hall, don't go anywhere, and guard the coffin of the old heavenly master."

"Yes!" Zhang Wei swallowed what he wanted to say, and nodded heavily.

call--

A gust of wind suddenly blew into the hall, blowing out the hundreds of candles, and the shadows cast by the banners and pillars on the ground also twisted, looking like countless monsters with teeth and claws.

"Huh." Su Mo also breathed out.

It's just that he blew out this breath, and all the flames stood up again, burning blazingly, illuminating the entire hall as bright as day, and it didn't move even though the strong wind blew.

At the same time, a gust of wind blew up inside the hall, and it blew towards the outside, just blocking the gust of wind outside at the door, preventing them from entering.

The hall was stabilized again.

Zhang Wei also heaved a sigh of relief secretly, and slightly loosened the talisman that was clenched between his fingers.

At this moment, Su Mo had also stood up from the futon, walked straight to the door, and stopped at the edge of 12 darkness.

At this moment, the entire Dragon and Tiger Inner Gate is shrouded in deep darkness, only this hall, like a lighthouse in the darkness, still shines brightly.

"Dharma Eye."

With a soft murmur, a golden light flashed in his pupils, but what surprised Su Mo was that even if he opened his Dharma Eye, there was still darkness in front of him!

You know, with his current state, once the magic eye is opened, there are not many illusions in the world today, which cannot be seen by the magic circle.

What is hidden in this darkness?Where did it come from?

It actually swept through the Longhu Mountain Tianshi Mansion, known as the ancestral home of Taoism!

Su Mo waved his hand casually, and countless white papers flew all over the sky.

These white papers fell on the ground and turned into paper figurines one after another, walking into the darkness one by one.

With his current cultivation base, the paper figurine transformed by his own mana alone is quite powerful without relying on the system.

These paper figurines all have spiritual links, like clones, what the paper figurines see and hear, Su Mo can empathize with himself.

Zhang Wei was already standing behind the coffin, trying to stay away from the door.

It's not timidity, as a contemporary celestial master of Dragon and Tiger, if it is really necessary, he will definitely have the courage to pull the demons to their deaths.

It's just that Zhang Wei knew in his heart that instead of being of help at the moment, he would become Su Mo's burden.

Therefore, his first task is to protect himself and try not to drag others down.

As if affected by the darkness, inside the coffin, the four-element Fengtian Formation shone with a slight luster.

The entrance of the main hall.

The group of paper figurines really went out, and through the aura, they fed back everything they saw.

Su Mo looked at the images fed back by those paper figurines, with a solemn expression on his face.

The outside is not green mountains and green waters, but flat land!

You know, the inner gates of the immortal gates in the world are basically built in the mountains, where did they come from the flat land?

What's more, the ground is paved with neat blue bricks, and on both sides of the spacious road, there are pavilions, towers, pavilions, carved beams and painted buildings, as if in ancient times.

Naturally, many thatched huts and simple wooden houses are indispensable.

There were many carriages parked on the side of the road, and there were no rough horses. The windows were hung with thick curtains, making it impossible to see clearly what was inside.

Strange to say, after these paper figurines walked into the darkness, there was no darkness in front of them, but bright daylight, but there was no sun hanging in the sky, as if the clouds were refracting the light.

All paper figurines are walking on this road, and the pictures transmitted back are the same.

But the most weird thing is that these paper figurines can't see each other, as if they are in hundreds of parallel time and space!

Su Mo remembered all the pictures in his heart, and controlled the group of paper figurines to continue exploring.

And he himself didn't have time to stand where he was, he condensed his true qi into a talisman pen, held it in his hand, and began to outline the talisman at the door.

As for why he didn't paint during the day - because at that time he couldn't be sure what the danger was, whether it came from outside or from the hall itself.

He draws runes very fast, within a few breaths, the door is already covered with dense runes.

Su Mo's talisman continued to draw towards the back without stopping, as if intending to fill the entire interior of the hall.

The runes are indeed useful. The runes at the door shone with golden light, keeping the darkness out and preventing it from spreading into the hall.

Zhang Wei looked at Su Mo busy alone, a little embarrassed, but also helpless.

With his little cultivation, he can't help at all.

At the moment, Su Mo can be regarded as being single-minded. While drawing the talisman, he also manipulated hundreds of auras to control the movements of the group of paper figurines, allowing them to continuously transmit the pictures back.

The road seemed to have no end.

The group of paper figurines walked for a long time, but there was still an endless stretch of blue bricks in front of them, but the buildings on both sides had changed a lot.

Just when Su Mo was about to speed up the group of paper figurines, a gust of wind suddenly blew over.

Dust was flying on the ground, and the curtain of the carriage on the side of the road seemed to be slightly lifted, but before revealing the scene inside, it fell again.

In the distant sky, something seemed to float over.

It seems to be a large number of handkerchiefs, and it seems to be white paper with some kind of pattern drawn on it. The thin layer looks very light.

The paper figurine's six senses were dull, so Su Mo could see clearly what they were as these things floated closer.

human face!

Those are the faces of people!

These people's faces are as thin as a cicada's wing, but the expressions on them are different, showing all the joy, anger, sorrow and joy.

However, when they found the paper figurine, all the faces showed surprise expressions, but on such a bald face, it looked weird and terrifying.

The paper man made by Su Mo now is lifelike, and has its own vitality, which looks almost the same as a living person.