Zombie: Sorcery Automatically Maxes Out

　　Both of them had worried expressions on their faces almost at the same time.

　　In an instant, Qingqing's face turned red.

　　On the other hand, Jia Le had a look of disappointment on his face.

　　But she knew that the girl in front of her had no relationship with herself.

　　A long howl, the body suddenly felt a lot more comfortable.

　　"Come back."

　　Lin Feng was lightly afraid of the yellow-skinned gourd around his waist.

　　Immediately, a group of ghost soldiers turned into black energy and got into the gourd.

　　Dong Xiaoyu is no exception.

　　But she knew that there were outsiders, and she was obsessed with Lin Feng upright, and the influence was not good.

　　After all, there are three outside, two are Maoshan Taoist priests, and one is a monk.

　　On weekdays, they were all ruthless people who would act when they saw ghosts.

　　Grandpa Ren and the royal zombies were also hidden in the jungle.

　　Immediately, the ghostly creature dissipated, and Lin Feng's figure was revealed again.

　　With a smile on his face, holding a little fox in his arms, he is completely a young man who just returned from a trip.

　　"Senior Brother, Master!"

　　Lin Feng stepped forward, smiling and Xi.

　　"You kid, sigh... Fang Ming is dead, there will definitely be an elder from the division soon, and even the great elder who has been in seclusion for decades may be disturbed..."

　　……

　　Maoshan, worship pavilion.

　　In the pavilion, there is a room with nearly a hundred oil lamps.

　　This is the life lamp of the true disciples of Maoshan.

　　All Maoshan True Inheritances, except for Lin Feng, the guy who had not cultivated mana before going down the mountain, the names of others can be found on these lamps.

　　The reason why there is no Lin Feng is because, if you want to light this lamp, you must cultivate mana.

　　The light here does not go out all the year round, and there is little change.

　　However, just now, three life lamps went out one after another.

　　The guard's disciple just went to invite the elder.

　　The elders are just getting started.

　　Suddenly, another light went out.

　　On the porcelain bowl under the lamp, the characters "Fang Ming" were clearly visible. .

Chapter 72

　　"Fang... Senior Brother Fang, is also dead!"

　　The face of the guard disciple suddenly turned pale.

　　The three who just died were only mages, and although they were also the backbone of Maoshan, how could it be possible not to die by subduing demons and eliminating demons?

　　Every year, so many mages in Maoshan die.

　　Therefore, it is not unusual for the mage to die. The reason why he hurriedly notified the elders of the pavilion just now was that he died three times at once. No matter what happened, it was a bit serious.

　　And now, even the senior brother of one of the lines, a strong man in the later stage of the archmage, has also died.

　　Now, things got serious.

　　There are three senior brothers in the three veins of Maoshan.

　　These three are all candidates for the head.

　　Unsurprisingly, the next head will be chosen among these three.

　　And now, Fang Ming is dead, which means that Fang Ming's lineage, this generation, has no hope of being the head of the sect.

　　It is conceivable that the elders of their lineage will not give up.

　　It just so happened that this pavilion elder was from Fang Ming's lineage.

　　"Fang Ming..."

　　The pavilion elder Zhou Changsheng took a step, his originally calm face filled with anger, the mana within his body was surging, and a might that belonged to a geographer was unintentionally radiated.

　　"Okay, very good... In this world, there are people who dare to touch my Maoshan... Senior Brother..."

　　A cold light flashed in Zhou Changsheng's eyes, he turned and left, heading straight for the main hall.

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　　Maoshan main hall.

　　Sect Leader Yang Daozhen was sitting on the throne and was talking with an old Taoist with a white forehead in the second seat next to him.

　　"Fuchen fell into the hands of the evil spirits, which means that Fang Ming is in danger."

　　After listening to the old man on the side, Yang Daozhen frowned.

　　The old Taoist name Wuwei is his uncle, the half-step celestial master, who is only weaker than the elder Taishang in the door.

　　His life span is approaching, and he is in retreat on weekdays. He wants to enter the realm of the Celestial Master before dying, and borrow another two hundred years from the sky.

　　However, today, he was out of the customs, because the whisk that Fang Ming used was his magic weapon.

　　It's just that he hasn't used it for years, so he kept it in the door for the disciples in the door to borrow it when needed.

　　Therefore, as soon as the whisk fell into Lin Feng's hands, he felt it in his heart, urged the secret method, and retrieved the whisk.

　　"Fang Ming? That slick-talking kid from Ermai who likes to see the wind and guide the rudder?"

　　Wuwei Laodao frowned, but the other party clearly had an impression, but it was not a good impression.

　　And the second meridian in his mouth is the meridian from which Fang Ming was born.

　　"It should be the boy you mentioned, Uncle Shi. He is also the senior brother in the sect. Ten days ago, according to him, the boy Lin Feng practiced sorcery in Sanmai, and he only spent half a short time. In a month, I went from ordinary people to the realm of the great master. I asked him to bring a whisk, and also invited an elder Shaogang to accompany him to find Lin Feng and bring him back to the mountain for questioning... However, three A few days ago, there was news from Elder Shaogang that Lin Jiu said that Lin Feng had gone to Shu, but Fang Ming didn't believe it, so they parted ways. Elder Shaogang went to Shu to check, while Fang Ming continued to search in western Hunan. Unexpectedly, something happened..."

　　Yang Daozhen said, Zhou Changsheng rushed in in a hurry.

　　"Master, Uncle Shi!"

　　"What happened to Fang Ming?"

　　……

　　clang--

　　The death of a senior brother is no small matter in Maoshan.

　　Soon, before the main hall, the copper bell that was rarely used on weekdays was rang.

　　The bell sounded melodious and spread throughout the mountain gate.

　　"Ok?"

　　"what happened?"

　　Almost all Maoshan disciples were awakened.

　　In the door, all those who are in the mountain door, the true masters of the realm of the great master, quickly dressed and rushed to the main hall.

　　Those elders, apart from guarding the heavy ground and unable to walk away, or those who are in seclusion.

　　As long as the others have time, they hurried to the main hall.

　　In the time of half a stick of incense, everyone who can come has come.

　　Yang Daozhen sat on the main seat and looked at the people below.

　　These are the high-rise buildings and pillars of Maoshan.

　　"Just now, news came from the enshrinement pavilion that Fang Ming and the three disciples accompanying him have all died."

　　"Uncle Wuwei also communicated with the blessed land of the underworld just now. The souls of the four people did not fall into the underworld."

　　"In other words, their souls are either detained, or their souls are scattered."

　　Yang Daozhen's words were full of anger. He was on the front line of subduing demons and eliminating demons. It was normal for the disciples of Maoshan to die.

　　However, the death of the senior brother is rare.

　　Moreover, this time, Fang Ming went out, but he took the magic tool and whisked away.

　　That is to say, the one who killed him should be a strong man in the realm of geographers.

　　Such an existence is already qualified to make Maoshan pay attention.

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Chapter 73

　　"What? Brother Fang is dead?"

　　"Impossible, isn't he going to capture that waste Lin Feng, and also, is Elder Yang accompanying him?"

　　"Did this encounter some kind of monster?"

　　"How's Elder Yang doing?"

　　"Where is the monster that appeared, dare to attack our elders and senior brothers in Maoshan?"

　　……

　　In an instant, below, the group of heroes was furious, and all their faces showed shock, pain, and disbelief.