Zombie World: God-level paper binding system

in a dim room.

Wang Bing opened his eyes wide, staring at the empty ceiling, his eyes were no longer domineering as before, but full of death.

I don't know how long it has passed, the door was suddenly pushed open, and there was a sound of footsteps.

Wang Bing turned his head with difficulty, and saw the old face he was familiar with.

"grandfather......"

He didn't speak for several days, and he was almost taken aback by his extremely hoarse voice.

"Bing'er, how do you feel?" Wang Ai picked up a stool and sat down beside his bed, gently stroking his grandson's cheek with a hand like a dead tree branch.

"It hurts...I hurt so much...My whole body hurts."

Wang Bing said with a crying voice: "Grandpa, am I already useless?"

Wang Ai nodded silently.

Huge teardrops fell from the corners of his eyes, and Wang Bin's tone revealed unspeakable resentment: "Grandpa...help me avenge!"

"Help me kill that little bastard surnamed Zhou, and help me slaughter Maoshanmanmen!"

"You are one of the top ten families, and our Wang family is one of the four great families of Xuanmen, so we must have this strength!"

Wang Ai stood up slowly and looked at him with complicated eyes.

Suddenly, he stretched out his right hand and grabbed Wang Bing's neck.

The five fingers tightened slowly.

The trachea was compressed, and the words he was about to speak were cut off in his throat abruptly. Wang Bin's face flushed, and he felt blood rushing to his brain.

He struggled desperately, but now that his hands and feet were all disabled, he couldn't break free at all.

The brain was gradually dizzy due to lack of oxygen, and the two eyeballs were congested and burst out.

He stared at his grandfather with fear and puzzlement in his eyes.

As the clock ticked, Wang Bing struggled less and less.

Eventually his legs straightened and his body went completely rigid.

Wang Ai stretched out her hand, and slowly brushed across his wide-open eyes, closing the eyelids.

After staring at his grandson carefully for half an hour, he finally sighed and walked out of the room with his waist bowed.

"Bing'er, for the sake of the family, you must die... That old monster named Chen Yuan is really terrifying."

"But you won't die in vain! I will definitely ask Maoshan to give my Wang family an explanation for this matter!"

.........

In a deep mountain.

This cave was obviously dug out by humans. There are simple tables, chairs, benches, pots and pans inside, but in the deepest part of the cave, there is a beautifully shaped altar.

A large number of sacrifices are enshrined on the altar, and even the patterns on the stones are carved inch by inch by human hands.

At this moment, an old man wearing tattered clothes and messy white hair half-kneeled in front of the altar, staring at the golden Buddha statue above with vicissitudes of life and muddy eyes.

The Buddha statue is only the size of a palm, and the whole body exudes a faint light.

However, there is a crack on the head of the Buddha statue, which extends to the chassis, almost dividing the entire Buddha statue in two.

"Even you won't help me anymore."

The old man looked at the Buddha statue, with despair and bitterness in his smile: "You once told me that as long as you deal with it carefully, that kid named Su Mo is not a big trouble."

"In the end, even you couldn't bear the strength of one of his fingers. Even if you saved me, what's the use?"

"For so many days, I managed to stabilize my injuries, but more than half of my skills have been lost, and my lifespan is running low. I have to live in fear every day, hiding in the deep mountains and old forests, barely surviving."

"Conspiracy against Su Mo? Hahahaha, he has become a real person now, how do you want me to plot against him?"

The almost whispered words echoed in the cave.

The light on the Buddha statue gradually dimmed and finally disappeared.

click-

In the numb eyes of the old man, the Buddha statue suddenly made a soft sound, and then split in two.

The sandalwood that diffused around the Buddha statue also gradually dissipated, and even the golden shell gradually decayed and became more elegant.

In the end, the Buddha statue completely disappeared and turned into a pool of sand and gravel.

The old man stared blankly at the pile of sand, and then suddenly laughed after a long time.

"Looks like I've been abandoned."

"It's true... now that I'm such a useless person, I can't help you any more. Why do you keep the worthless pawns?"

The smile on his face gradually widened, and finally turned into a wild laugh.

The old man looked crazy, picked up the stool, and crazily smashed the altar in front of him, smashing everything he could see.

Half an hour has passed.

The cave was in a mess.

And the old man was also sitting on the only remaining stool, panting heavily, but staring at the bright sunshine outside the cave.

"Hiding for so long...it's time to go out."

"Maoshan...Maoshan, Su Mo, I took the initiative to see you!"

"More than 100 years...becoming a fairy, becoming a fairy! Hahahaha...it's a dream in the end, a big dream, and it's all empty."

.........

Maoshan, the apse.

It is still the hill with lush green vegetation.

Su Mo sat cross-legged on the top of the mountain, staring directly at the scorching sun in the sky with a calm expression.

He saw something else in that scorching sun.

There are monstrous black water, purple thunder sea, and even more bloody flames.

He understood that this was his catastrophe!

Seeing these things means that he is not far from becoming an immortal.

It could be years, it could be months, or even days.

This is a completely idealistic catastrophe. Even if there is no exact date at all, we can only speculate on a rough range based on a hunch.

After Zhou Wenxin came back from Luo Tian Dajiao, he retreated to practice. If the trace of aura that Su Mo left in his body before was completely refined, he would be given decades of practice time.

The final achievement may not be worse than that of Zhang Wei today.

And other people in Maoshan also started to retreat and practice painstakingly. Almost all the things in the mountain gate were handed over to the group of Taoist priests who were unable to practice.

Speaking of Longhu Mountain.

Su Mo bowed his head and spread his palms.

In his palm, there was a golden air current swimming slowly.

This is the degree of the celestial master...or, it is a trace of the degree of the celestial master.

It was specially given by Zhang Wei before he left. Of course, Su Mo also helped, otherwise he would not be able to separate it with his own strength.

In this ray of golden air flow, countless divine patterns can be vaguely seen flowing, forming pavilions and pavilions.

"Heaven...".

Chapter 851

Several times, Zhang Wei seemed ready to say something to him.

But at the end of the day, he still couldn't speak.

Su Mo also tacitly didn't ask any more questions.

This time, the catastrophe of the Luotian Dajiao in Longhu Mountain finally made Zhang Wei make up his mind and handed over this wisp of breath to Su Mo's hands.

In this golden air current, white mist filled the air, and countless pavilions and pavilions floated in the white mist, looking like a fairyland.

In fact, this is the fairyland...or, it is the projection of the heaven!

The most important thing is that there is a divine way in this breath.

Shinto, in the ancient times was in the hands of the Emperor, and after the position of the Emperor was eliminated, Shinto became the monopoly of the Jade Emperor.

Su Mo clenched his hands tightly, and that wisp of breath was completely wiped out in his true qi, and disappeared without a trace.

No wonder.

He had doubts about Tian Shidu more than once.

What kind of cultivation method is it that can make people become immortals without going through the catastrophe, without comprehending the Dao, or even absorbing the innate spiritual energy?

Not even a fairy can do it.

Now, I finally understand.

Seal!

Tianshidu is actually an imperial seal left by the Jade Emperor.

And this imperial decree is in a state of ban, to avoid the coming of the end of the Dharma.

What the celestial masters of Longhu Mountain need to do is to completely abandon the innate aura, but to continuously absorb the aura of all things in this world to fill the imperial seal.

Let this imperial seal be completely transformed into the imperial seal of this world.

At that time, as long as the aptitude is sufficient, you can open this imperial seal and obtain the god position.

This kind of god position is similar to the Lord of the Earth.

But the difference is that the God made by the Celestial Master is the Earth Lord of the entire planet!

As long as this planet is not destroyed, the Lord of Earth will not die.

Therefore, it can also be said to be a different kind of fairy god.

The layout of the Paradise of Ultimate Bliss lies in rootless growth. Although Su Mo's original finger was blocked by the Buddhist method, most of rootless growth itself was abolished.

If there is no preparation for healing, it may be difficult to recover.

The layout of the underworld is in the ghost city. As long as there is no major turmoil and war in the mortal world in the future, that ghost city will never appear in this world, so it can be ignored.

And the layout of the heavenly court is finally found now.

In Longhu Mountain!

It seems that Longhushan has already cooperated with the Heavenly Court. The patriarch of Longhushan in the upper realm may have completed some kind of conditional exchange with the Jade Emperor.

Thinking of this, Su Mo couldn't help but understand.

Now that the three major leaders have settled down, the situation on the world chessboard is also clear.

As for the layout of other fairy gates, some demon gods, or the layout of other gods, basically you can ignore them.

They have no guts, let alone the ability to fight for the big dragon. They just plan to take advantage of this opportunity to eat some leftovers and reap some benefits for themselves.

After a period of time, the alien world finally ushered in a rare peace.

Almost half of Quan Xing, including acting head Gong Qing, was wiped out at Luo Tian Dajiao, and now they are all imprisoned in Longhu Mountain.

And the Wang family's wicked families, after watching Su Mo's spells, were afraid, and they didn't dare to do small tricks like before.

The happiest person is not the righteous Taoist sect under heaven, but the people from the Secret Service.

At the very least, this place, which claims to be open all year round, also found time to take several holidays.

And Zhang Chulan, who refused the invitation of the old master to let him stay in Longhushan, helped Longhushan clean up the mess, followed Xu San and Xu Si down the mountain, and continued to work in Nowhere.

After all, he still has not completed his studies, and he is unaccompanied and needs money very much. The salary and benefits that are offered everywhere are nothing to say.