‘I didn’t expect that I had been helped twice by the [yin] before I officially started my practice. I didn’t dare to think about what would happen if I didn’t have this golden finger!’

Sitting in the side hall of the worship hall, Fang Tang, who seemed to be wandering around, was actually looking at some information that had been missed on the panel, and sighed from time to time.

...

[Calling first-grade chess pieces [Corpsy Ghost], opening the card pool [yin], and drawing related first-grade chess pieces related to [Corpsy] bonds.]

This is the information that emerged with the main panel after collecting the corpse ghosts. However, Fang Tang's life was always threatened, and he was eager to find something that could solve the dilemma, so he ignored it. Just now, the old deacon reported his news and needed to wait for the elder who was interested in accepting the reply from him, the disciple, and took advantage of this skill to find out the relevant content of [Cultivating Immortal Auto Chess].

‘What does the draw related to the card pool mean when opening [yin], [corpse]?’

As Fang Tang's intentions focused on the new information he had released, the corresponding explanation also came to his mind.

The general idea is that at present, not all chess pieces can be swept out, but he needs to collect the corresponding chess pieces of the genre and race before the [Card Pool] can start the corresponding chess pieces.

For example, he currently only has the chess piece [Corpse Ghost], and the bonds involved in the racial bond [Corpse] and the genital bond [yin], so he can only use the chess piece related to the two bonds in his card pool.

The grade of the chess piece that can be made is determined by his own level, and the maximum grade that the corresponding chess piece can upgrade is also determined by his level.

‘I thought I could synthesise chess pieces infinitely and upgrade... Is there a limit in the end?’

I was a little disappointed when I saw this. This would restrict his combat power from improving, which was quite different from the rapid increase I imagined.

‘Are the core myself?’

Fang Tang thought with some understanding, but soon frowned again, "I am limited by my level, the upgrade of the chess piece is restricted, and there is only one chess piece on the field, and the bond that can be formed is only [yin] 2/2. Could it be that this system will not have a greater effect during my Qi training period?"

‘Wait…it seems like we can use the chess piece mechanism like this!’

Fang Tang had an idea abruptly, "I don't know if it's feasible, and I need enough [spiritual points] to refresh the card pool to buy chess pieces. Now I don't even know how to obtain this [spiritual points], so I'd better wait until I'm alone before doing an experiment."

Just as Fang Tang patted the coffin behind him and was about to continue to check the panel of [Ghost] as a chess piece, the disciples under the old deacon came over.

"The elders have already replied that they are willing to accept you as a registered disciple. Without further ado, I will take you to pay homage."

As he said that, the old man handed over the chores to his disciples and took Fang Tang out of the worship hall.

"Every elder has his own independent mountain cave. You have just finished urging the air into your body. I will take you with you."

Without waiting for Fang Tang to answer, the old deacon swept his sleeves, and the black clouds appeared under his feet and rolled Fang Tang, ascended to the sky and flew towards the distance.

Fang Tang was already standing before he could react, and saw the clouds rolling in front of him, and the cold wind whistled, pouring his mouth, and immediately choked him to cough violently, and his body shaking so hard that he almost fell down the clouds.

When he was unstable, a black cloud naturally rose under his feet to help him stand firm.

"Ha, I've neglected it."

While speaking, the old deacon pinched the clouds with one hand and a light black mist surged, isolating the howling wind, and Fang Tang got rid of the predicament.

"Thank you, uncle!"

He saluted the old man as he saw before, and then Fang Tang had the opportunity to feel the beauty of standing in the clouds.

The clouds gather like the sea, and the rolling waves swept by. This is a completely different feeling from riding on a plane. Fang Tang, who was an ordinary person in his previous life, had never had it before.

"The great power gathers in individuals. Is this the world of immortality?"

At this moment, even Fang Tang, who was determined to go home, could not help but feel ambition in his heart.

Before Fang Tang could imagine the future, the black clouds galloping under his feet slowed down and fell towards the hill below.

"arrive!"

"The one who is willing to accept you as your disciple is the corpse elder of this sect. This elder is very good at cultivating and controlling the corpse leader. He can be said to be a group battle with everyone and has a high status in this sect. Haha, you are blessed, Mr. Fang!"

Listening to the introduction of the old deacon, Fang Tang came to his senses and subconsciously looked down at the mountain below and instantly felt his hair standing upside down. He felt creepy. If he hadn't known that he was on a cloud, he would have turned around and ran away!

Looking around, the entire mountain was dead and yin, and countless zombies were surrounded by faint mist. The blue and black figures appeared and faintly, and the tiny roars came out from their mouths, gathering to form waves of indescribable sounds echoing throughout the mountain.

As the black clouds fell, many zombies raised their heads and looked at the black clouds with their blood-red or green eyes, and took a step to gather from all over the mountain to Fang Tang and the others.

‘This is just a mountain of corpses!’

Fang Tang, who had entered the horror movie scene, roared in his heart, and saw Shantou's legs getting weaker as he looked closer and closer.

The impact of this scene is huge for any modern person, not to mention that Fang Tang was just an ordinary social animal who had no special experience before. At first, a corpse ghost scared him so much. Now the whole mountain is full of its kind, densely packed, gathering, and it is like hell on earth.

At this time, the experience once again strengthened Fang Tang's perception that Yin Zi Sect was an evil devil, and he also knew clearly what the so-called "good at raising and controlling corpse leaders, and he could be said to be fighting against everyone in groups" by the old deacon!

Is there really no problem with paying such a master?!

"Master...Uncle...They are gathered!"

Fang Tang's voice trembled a little. He wanted to catch the old deacon, but the other party easily avoided it, and directly grabbed it.

"No need to worry, there are elders who set up a ban on the outside of the Shantou Cave, and these zombies cannot get close to them."

Ignoring Fang Tang, who was trembling all over, the old deacon explained casually, raised his hand to draw out a jade talisman, turned into a spiritual light and shot into the mist below. Soon a hole was cracked above the mist above and let the two of them enter.

After entering the mist, the scenery in front of him suddenly changed, and a gray-black palace that looked like bone came into Fang Tang's eyes.

The seemingly grand palace gave Fang Tang a feeling of a corpse lying in front of him, and a cold and dead intention came to his face.

As soon as the two of them landed, a tall and thin man waiting outside the palace came over. The old deacon hurriedly stepped forward to greet him and called him senior brother. Fang Tang, who was beside him, quickly followed him and said to him. He didn't know what he called him, so he had to call him senior.

"Come with me."
Chapter completed!