Zombie World: God-level paper binding system

"You give orders. The four of them want to compete. I have no objection, but I don't want to get involved, and the younger generations of the clan are not allowed to get involved."

"I don't have much life left, I just want to be buried in my homeland, not die in a foreign country."

"Yes." The young man nodded, but there was a flash of light in his eyes.

.........

At the same moment, Qinling.

The sculpture of Sanqing is placed on the altar, and below is a group of young people in robes.

The leader was wearing a black robe, with a warm smile on his face: "Today, we will be sworn brothers of the opposite sex. From now on, we will share blessings and difficulties."

The sun shines on these young people.

No more, no less, exactly 36.talent.

Chapter 797

Although there are still some monks in Maoshan, they are not only heretics, but also many who practice Qi Dao.

But Maoshan's true law, starting today, is considered broken.

The inner sect's soaring, all alchemy cultivation techniques, as well as various classics and records in the inner sect, even including a large number of true methods and talisman techniques, were all taken away by Zi Xiao.

What remains now are only some of the most superficial spell books that can be barely activated by using the Dao of Qi, which are not the real methods of Maoshan's inner sect at all.

"Someone in the inner door has left."

Su Mo looked at the roster in his hand, staring at one of the names...Zheng Zibu.

"As a disciple of Maoshan's inner sect... I hope you don't really want to find out his fault, otherwise I will clean up the sect in the future, and I won't care about the fellowship."

Maoshan's principles, slaying demons and demons first, distinguishing between good and evil first, practicing the Dao, you can be too selfless, you can see death without saving, you can be as indifferent as ice, but the only thing is not to fall into the evil way and take the initiative to do evil.

That's why he was merciless in beheading Shi Jian and his son.

.........

In the valley of the Qinling Mountains, 36 young people in robes bowed to Sanqing. Although they had become brothers of the opposite sex, the expressions in their eyes were different.

Appearance does not agree with heart.

Everyone here has their own small thoughts, and if necessary, let them kill other people without any hesitation.

On the high platform in the front, Wu Gensheng squinted his eyes, as if avoiding the sun, with a gentle smile on his face: "Since we are sworn brothers, let's put aside the friendship, everyone's pursuit is the same."

"You are all disciples of the Immortal Sect, the masters of the various Immortal Sects, who want to participate in the layout of the Doomsday Era and compete with Maoshan for a big dragon, so they left behind the Eight Miraculous Skills."

"And even if you don't want to participate in the layout, in order to preserve the incense and morality, all the great masters have left their unique inheritance skills."

"But fate is uncertain, and there are unpredictable things. Those who can come here will know through some internal channels. In the future, those inheritance stunts left by the masters in your sect are very likely to change hands and be obtained by others. !"

"Even the inheritance left by the real person can't be kept. This is a disgrace to the immortal sect in the world, and it will become a joke of the entire Taoist world!"

Although they each had different thoughts, at this moment, everyone's faces were indeed flickering with anger.

Yes, why?

That is the stunt left by the great master in his own school, and it will be acquired by others in the future?There are even some people who are not disciples of Xianmen at all, but descendants of ordinary small sects!

How qualified are they!

Seeing the reactions of the people below, Wu Gensheng nodded in satisfaction, but his eyes finally fell on a young man.

The young man looked restless, as if he was worried about something.

"Zheng Zibu, do you have something to say?" He asked.

Zheng Zibu hesitated a little, and raised his head: "What you said is true? Can you guarantee that he won't find out where we are for the time being?"

"Wugensheng, I hope you understand that Su Mo is really too strong! I have seen him make a move, and he is invincible in the world!"

"If we are found by him, no one can escape, and he also holds a position in the underworld. If we die in his hands, we won't even be able to escape our souls!"

He didn't want to call that person by his dao name, let alone call him the head teacher, but called him by his name directly.

"If you don't believe me, you should also trust the one behind me." Wu Gensheng stared at him with a smile on his face: "Unless Su Mo is a real person now, with that treasure, he can't find us." of."

"All we have to do is wait patiently."

Indeed, if he didn't have a big boss behind him, he wouldn't dare to wrestle with Mao Shan, let alone stand against Su Mo, a quasi-real man.

"Speaking of it." A man looked at Zheng Zibu with some doubts: "As an inner disciple of Maoshan, why do you still want to join us?"

Indeed, it is almost possible to meet that in the future Dharma-ending era, Su Mo will definitely be able to dominate the world by himself.

And Maoshan is the great dragon of the Dharma-ending Era, bearing monstrous fate...

Zheng Zibu, as one of the few remaining inner sect disciples in the world, can enjoy the blessings as long as he follows Su Mo, the head of the sect, so why join them and fight to the death?

"Because Su Mo is too strong."

Zheng Zibu's expression was a little complicated, with jealousy and hatred: "It's so strong that it can suppress the glory of everyone, and it can support the entire Maoshan alone."

"So we, the group of people, are useless ants... He blocked the path of all the disciples of Maoshan, and blocked our only ascending ladder. Do you understand?"

In the valley, everyone fell silent.

It wasn't just the Maoshan disciples that Su Mo blocked.

Immortal sect disciples are all high-ranking and have their own arrogance. If it weren't for Su Mo, they would most likely choose to do it themselves to keep the inheritance left by the real person instead of gathering here to worship.

.........

A luxury passenger ship is sailing on the sea.

The old man in Tang suit stood on the deck and looked at the endless sea. Although his face was calm, his beating eyes showed that waves were surging in his heart.

"Old Ancestor." A middle-aged man stood behind him: "Since the Great Master has left, why do we still sneak around?"

"Wouldn't it be better to set foot on the homeland openly and tell everyone that we are back?"

"How many years have passed since Master Guangli went down the mountain?" the old man asked suddenly.

"More than 500 years." The young man responded quickly.

"For more than 500 years, you have forgotten the painful lessons of the year?" The old man sneered and reprimanded: "You have seen the power of a real person before, what kind of monstrous power, terrifying and invincible?"

"Even if they leave, you can guarantee that there is no one behind who can kill us?"

"That piece of land is no better than the other side of the ocean. There are too many buried things in the Central Plains. If you are not careful, sooner or later, you will die without knowing how it happened!"

Facing the old man's reprimand, the middle-aged man did not dare to argue and bowed his head in silence. .

Chapter 798

After watching the inner sect soar, integrate the inner and outer sects, and give many instructions to the head teacher of the outer sect, Su Mo never returned to Renjia Town.

Instead, he drives the true qi to travel around the world, actively looking for those places where the evil spirits are deposited.

He was looking for places that had existed for hundreds of thousands of years, and ordinary monks could not solve them at all, and killed them one by one.

After all, evil spirit qi is the qi that was born in this world itself. Even if the aura is extinct, this thing will not be destroyed immediately.

If it is not resolved, I am afraid that in the future, it will cause people to suffer.

Moreover, Su Mo also visited the other major immortal gates by the way, met with many current head teachers, and discussed many things.

In addition, he also has a bottom line in his heart.

Most of those who turned to the rootless side and betrayed their own sect were high-level sects, but they were not head teachers, and all of them were personal actions.

Therefore, as long as these people are self-cultivated enough to suppress them, there is nothing to worry about there, and there is no need to worry about the impact.

As for calculating their current location and solving hidden dangers in advance... Su Mo didn't think about it.

But he tried it himself, but found that the secret of heaven was cut off, and there was no way to measure it.

You must know that with his current state, those who can completely isolate the measurement are either those with similar strength to him, or those who possess some kind of precious treasure.

In the age of doomsday, if you want to find a second one comparable to Su Mo's cultivation, there is no such thing in the world, so it can only be the second possibility.

This kind of treasure, even in the fairy gate, belongs to which category is very precious, let alone a casual cultivator?

It can be seen from this that behind Wugensheng, there must be people in the fairy world making arrangements, and he himself is just a pawn of a certain big boss.

After Su Mo found out that there was no way to measure it at present, he didn't care about it any more.

To be honest, he is not good at layout or something. After all, even if he has lived in two lifetimes, it is only more than 40 years.

Moreover, in the past few years when he went down the mountain, he had very little contact with human beings, and most of the time he was actually in contact with evil spirits and ghosts.

But he didn't bother to plan anything.

Su Mo himself could feel that this last step was just a step away from reaching the realm of a Daoist who practiced emptiness and harmony.

As long as he becomes a real person, no matter what kind of plots and tricks he has, with tens of thousands of schemes, it's all a joke.

After discussing with many teachers of the immortal sect in the world, Su Mo embarked on the journey of returning.

He has wiped out all the evil spirits that can be killed. As for the demons in the whole world...it is impossible to eradicate them.

After all, in the era of war and chaos, countless people die every day, and countless new lonely souls and fierce ghosts are bound to be born.

It's just that these newly born evil spirits are too weak, so those monks of Qi Dao and heretics are enough to deal with them.

The sun rises and the moon sets, and months pass in the blink of an eye.

Su Mo sat cross-legged on the edge of a small river, with a grilled fish on the fire next to it, and two jugs of sake on the ground, as if he was waiting for someone.

Not long after, the darkness in the distance condensed and turned into something similar to black mist.

And in the deep mist, an old man with a white beard and white hair, wearing a black official robe, and a serious man appeared in his immortal demeanor slowly walked out.

"Uncle Yan." Su Mo glanced back.

The old man who came was Yan Daoqin, the head of the Soul Crossing Department of the Underworld!

In fact, high-level people like them rarely come to Yangshi in person.

Yan Daoqin sat down beside Su Mo, took a deep breath, and said with emotion, "It's been decades."

"This is the first time I have smelled the air of the world in the past few decades."

The fragrance of flowers, green grass mixed with soil came to the nostrils, and the old man couldn't help closing his eyes, showing a look of enjoyment.

After that neither of them spoke, Su Mo waved out the tables and chairs, which were filled with delicacies and jade pots of fine wine.

Between the exchange of cups and cups, before you know it, it's midnight.

The cups and plates on the table were messed up, and the beard on Yan Daoqin's chest was also wet with the wine, and the breeze blew out a mellow wine aroma.

"Let's say goodbye today, I don't know how long it will take to see you again."

Yan Daoqin rubbed his wine glass, and said softly: "Zixiao Daoist flew away, connected with many brothers in the inner sect and left with the younger generation. I was entangled in the affairs of the underworld, so I couldn't go to see him off."

"It's good if you have your mind, Master will understand." Su Mo comforted.

The perseverance of these people in the underworld finally paid off.

A few days ago, the Yin Emperor and the Jade Emperor discussed many matters with the other heavenly emperors, including the disposal of the Underworld in the Dharma-ending Era.

Emperor Yin threw his emperor seal into the underworld across the endless void.

What Yan Daoqin and the others have to do next is to completely seal the underworld, and the seal of the emperor can re-open an independent space for the underworld to live in, and the many ghosts in the underworld will no longer be implicated by the end of the law.

From then on, the yin and yang worlds were completely isolated, but after the death of people in the yang world, their souls would be automatically attracted, leave the mortal world, go to the space where the underworld is located, and then deposit in the underworld.

After thousands of years, when the aura recovers and the gods return to their positions, the underworld will reappear, and all the souls deposited in the underworld will be sent to reincarnation, and the order of the three realms will be restored, the law of reincarnation.

Yan Daoqin came here today to say goodbye to Su Mo.

　 　The two drank and chatted, and before they knew it, the sky had turned white.

Yan Daoqin drank the last bit of fine wine in the jade pot, put down the porcelain cup, and smiled at Su Mo, "I should call you Master, but in this situation, let's call you Little Mo."

"I didn't expect that the baby I picked up by accident could now sit on the position of head teacher of Maoshan."