Zombie World: God-level paper binding system

And the old man in black robe is named He Qixiu.

He has no family, no sect, and he doesn't know where the spells come from, but his ability is very strange, and any skill can be perfectly copied by him just by looking at it.

Coupled with the fact that He Qixiu is righteous and has cooperated with the Secret Service officials, he has solved many things that endanger mortals over the years, and even created the Zhengshou League, becoming a top Taoist force comparable to Longhushan.

Therefore, Mr. He Qixiu is also known as one of the strongest monks in the world.

"Old Lu." Looking at the empty houses around, He Qixiu frowned: "Be careful, I always have a bad feeling."

"Ok?"

Hearing He Qixiu's words, Lu Jin cheered up: "What did you notice?"

He Qixiu shook his head slightly: "Not yet, but I always feel that something is wrong."

"In this village, apart from the strong sinister aura, there are no traces of fighting, nor any bloody corpses, nor any traces left by evil spirits."

"It's like...it's all sorted out."

"So I suspect that it's not just evil spirits that are making trouble here, but more like the means of evil monks!"

Hearing this, Lu Jin was slightly startled.

Cultivators are much more difficult to deal with than pure evil spirits.

No matter how intelligent the evil spirits are, they are only evil spirits after all. They will be affected by the evil spirit in their bodies, and thus become rational and confused, cruel and bloodthirsty. It is inherently determined that they will not use too delicate tricks.

But humans are different.

The human heart is vicious, and even ghosts are often afraid.

"These guys..." An angry look appeared on Lu Jin's face.

Even in this era, evil cultivators still exist, but they are more secretive than before.

These evil cultivators also cultivated the qi path handed down from Longhu Mountain, but what they did was doing things that angered the heavens and the people.

"Go ahead."

He Qixiu left marks along the way, and said: "The evil spirit is getting stronger and stronger, there may be something hidden in front, Lao Lu, let's be careful."

"I understand." Lu Jin nodded: "Hmph, I want to see who dares to do such a thing."

He has the confidence to say this.

In today's world, apart from the old Heavenly Master and Wu Gensheng's top monks, almost no other monks can beat him, at most it is a tie.

Coupled with this He Qixiu who is almost on the same level as the old heavenly master, the combination of the two is enough to rule the world.

In the empty small village, two old people walked together, walking towards the deep village.

Gusts of wind blew, and the withered and yellow leaves fell in mid-air, just falling on the marks made by He Qixiu, covering them up.

And neither of them noticed that the sky seemed to be a little darker, and the original sun was also hiding behind the dark clouds.

.........

In this era, most of Maoshan has been opened to the outside world and has become a public scenic spot, the kind that collects tickets.

Only the back mountain is still closed, and the several halls on the back mountain are the last pure land for the disciples of Maoshan to practice.

In fact, it's not just Maoshan.

This is the case in all immortal sects at present. After all, this is an era where mortals are in charge, and monks who originally advocated non-mortal world have no choice but to enter the world to practice.

After all, eating, drinking, and drinking always require money. Practicing Qi Dao can't be done without food, and food, clothing, housing and transportation need money.

"This is the Temple of Incense."

An old Taoist priest wearing Taoist robes who looked about 80 or [-] years old pointed to the closed temple door and said: "The tablets placed in the main halls of the scenic spots in front are all prisons at the outer gates, and they cannot be regarded as real ones. Headmaster Maoshan..."

"It is said that in ancient times, all Taoist sects in the world were divided into inner sects and outer sects."

"The outer sect is a group of mortals, who recite scriptures, work, and deal with mortal miscellaneous things. Those who manage the outer sect are the supervisors. The inner sect is the real monk, and the one who manages the inner sect is called the head teacher!"

Behind him, stood a group of youngsters who were only in their teens, the youngest was even seven or eight years old, their faces were immature, and there was a look of admiration and reverence on their faces.

They are all new disciples, and they are talented disciples who can practice Qi Dao.

"That's why I, Maoshan, carved stone statues of those real masters in ancient times and put them in this incense hall."

"Only inner disciples who have embarked on the road of cultivation can come to pay respects and worship."

"Today is the day when you are just getting started, you should come over and offer incense to me as the patriarch of Maoshan!"

As the old Taoist said, he took out the key to unlock the door, the dusty door creaked, and the sun shone in, presenting the scene in the hall to everyone.

sculpture!

Dozens of sculptures stand in the incense hall, representing the dozens of masters that Maoshan has experienced since the establishment of the religion in ancient times!

Among them, at least half of them have ascended to immortality, served as a star king, and became princes of the immortal world. This is the foundation of the top immortal sect.

There is a portrait hanging on the wall behind each stone statue.

The patriarchs in the portraits, some are immortal, some are majestic, some are ethereal, and some are kind and kind.

But without exception, they all have a kind of temperament that is not like ordinary dust, and one can feel at a glance that the paintings are all gods!

However... there is one exception.

A young man in a Taoist robe with black hair hanging behind his back was standing in the hall with his hands behind his back, staring at a stone statue, and remained silent.

"Who are you?" The old Taoist stood at the door, his tone full of anger: "Do you know where this is? Hurry up and come out!"

This is the incense hall dedicated to the sculptures of the ancestors, and it is the spiritual symbol of Maoshan.

As the person guarding the Incense Hall, how could he not be angry when he found a stranger standing inside it. .

Chapter 828

This incense hall can be said to be the most sacred place in the entire Maoshan today.

Because there are a few paintings in it, even directly from the hands of a certain patriarch, the paintings left by the Dazheng, even in this doomed age when the aura is exhausted, still retain some power.

After all, it is only a painting, and it is to commemorate the ancestors. There is no formation restriction intentionally left in it, so the heavenly court ignores it, and it can be kept by default.

As for Su Mo's retreat, Maoshan's most talented Qi Dao disciple rebelled, devoted himself completely, and took away a lot of things by the way, severely hurting the vitality of the inner sect.

Coupled with the resistance to foreign monks during the war years, many seniors died in battle, and they were once very weak.

The reason why it can be passed down to the present is precisely because of the blessing of those paintings.

Therefore, seeing this stranger sneaking into the incense hall without permission, the old Taoist priest's heart can be said to be burning with anger.

"Not bad."

However, the young man didn't seem to have heard his words, and his eyes were still fixed on the stone statues and paintings of the ancestors, with a bit of emotion in his tone: "This incense hall is spotless, sandalwood is full, and incense has been burning here for hundreds of years. , someone manages the cleaning.”

"It made me feel a lot better." 12

Hearing this, the old Taoist was stunned for a moment, and then his chest heaved violently.

Because the young man obviously spoke in an elder's tone.

And here is the Incense Hall, where Maoshan enshrines the ancestors of the past dynasties!

This is clearly an insult!

The real qi in the old Taoist priest's body was surging, his left hand had already started pinching, and his right hand was holding the steel sword hilt behind him.

In this era, it is no longer possible to cast magic weapons, so even monks can only let those factories in the mortal world make solid steel weapons.

"Who is your Excellency?"

There was a coldness in his voice.

And the young man in Taoist robes, who had been turning his back to him, finally turned around slowly, revealing a handsome and unearthly face.

The moment he saw Su Mo's face clearly, the old Taoist froze in place as if struck by lightning.

He is responsible for the safety and sanitation of the Incense Hall, and will enter the hall every month to tidy it up carefully.

Therefore, I am very familiar with the portraits of the ancestors of Maoshan.

And behind Su Mo, there happened to be a portrait of the last inner sect master in Maoshan, Alchemy Dao Daxiu.

On the portrait is a young man wearing a Taoist robe and stepping on a flying sword. His face is as handsome as a banished fairy. Standing beside him are a woman in white robe and a woman in red robe.

The two women are both beautiful, but one is gentle and generous, and the other is charming.

It is said that these two are Taoist companions who are in charge of the teaching. One was originally a mortal and then stepped into the Tao of Alchemy, and the other is a fox demon.

And the young man in front of him with a warm smile on his mouth is exactly the same as the teacher in the portrait...!

Even the marks on the back of the hand can match!

"You...you are..."

The voice of the old Taoist was trembling.

Su Mo didn't respond, but just nodded with a smile: "For decades, you have been devoted to your duties, and you should be rewarded."

As he opened his mouth, a wisp of innate true qi waved out.

In an instant, all the stone statues and portraits in the entire incense hall radiated light!

This light soared into the sky, even dispelling the surrounding clouds, and all the flowers, plants and trees around the Incense Hall began to grow wildly.

"What do you think is that?" A tourist exclaimed, pointing in the direction of the back mountain.

This light is so obvious that even ordinary people can see it.

Many people took out their mobile phones and began to take pictures and post them on Moments. Some even wanted to run over to find out, but were stopped by Taoist priests on the way.

The back mountain is the place where Qi Dao monks practice, so it is naturally impossible to allow outsiders to enter.

at the same time.

In the Great Hall of Practice in the back mountain.

An old man was speaking, and dozens of disciples below were sitting cross-legged and listening.

This is all the disciples of Maoshan now, the talents are withered, and it looks a little desolate.

In the middle of speaking, the old man stopped suddenly, stared wide-eyed at the beam of light rising into the sky in the distance, and whispered softly: "That is... the Temple of Incense?"

And the disciples also pointed at the beam of light and discussed with each other.

The old man frowned in thought, and suddenly, he remembered a record he had read when he was a child.

Could it be...

He suddenly stood up from the futon, suppressed the heat in his heart, and said to many disciples in the hall: "Everyone, put on the robes immediately, and follow me to the Incense Hall!"

Every Taoist priest has several kinds of Taoist robes, which are worn on weekdays, for receiving pilgrims, for practicing... and the ritual robes are only worn when important events happen or when participating in major events.

"Additional notice to disperse the tourists and close the mountain!"

The old man is not the head teacher, or since the war, the Maoshan inner sect has never had a head teacher.

But he has been in charge of the inner sect for nearly a hundred years, and his prestige is still very high, so the orders he issued were quickly carried out.

10 minutes later.

Although the tourists were all complaining, they still couldn't help it.

And it's not just the Taoist priests, many official people have already appeared at this moment to assist the Maoshan Taoist priests to evacuate the tourists.

The edge of the back hill.

Several people in special uniforms stood together and looked towards the great hall in the distance.

"Captain, what happened in that hall?" A female team member who looked heroic asked.

The captain is a middle-aged man in his 30s, with a flat head and a square face, without getting angry, he slowly shook his head and said, "I don't know."

"We have already contacted Daoist Yunsong, but the other party is tight-lipped and refuses to reveal anything, and does not allow our people to approach, and his attitude is very firm."

"After all, Maoshan is the largest and one of the oldest alien sects, and has made a lot of contributions, so the above means that as long as they don't do things that endanger the society, they should be respected to the utmost extent."

"So it's not easy for us to force our way in now."