A cloud floated by in the sky, covering the scorching sun and throwing a hint of coolness to the whole world.

In the deep tiger's den, a zombie stood foolishly in the center, holding a ginger bag in his hand, with a ferocious expression on his face and a smile-like expression.

"Woooooo!"

Two low roars added a bit of horror to the quiet cave. (Zhang Yang: It's unfair! That's my laughter.)

"More than 200 talismans are all second-grade, but six are third-grade; as for the first-grade low-grade goods, there are not even one."

"And, there are many types of talismans, haha! OK!"

"This is a second-level tracking talisman. It seems that these two Taoist priests caught up with me with this."

"The strange stones are more than fifty, and more than thirty of them are much better than others. This thing is not a spirit stone, right? What if it doesn't matter! Put it away first!"

"Hehe, there is also a big wolf skin. Judging from the color of the fur, it might be the Timberwolve King! But it's useless to me, right? This zombie doesn't need to wear a wolf fur coat."

"Tactic pen, cinnabar, wolf blood, yellow paper... not bad!"

Zhang Yang nodded repeatedly, and couldn't help but exclaim:

"They are all Taoist priests, why is the gap between them so big? Look at the person who is called Yuhe, who is older and has such a rich fortune. In comparison, Yunhe is too shabby."

Zhang Yang was shocked. Looking at the words on the bag, Zhang Yang knew the names of these two Taoist priests.

But he didn't know that the Taoist Master Yu and Taoist he killed by accident were actually a famous talisman-making master among the 14th generation disciples of the Laoshan Sect.

With the talisman making technology that can draw second-grade talismans, he has accumulated a wealth of wealth; he is also a stolen figure in the Laoshan School. Even Yunhe has gained some money from his senior brother.

Otherwise, the disciples in the third and fourth levels of the Qi Refining Stage will generally be very poor, and their daily income is not enough to be needed for cultivation, let alone save money.

After sorting out the gains, Zhang Yang finally took out a book titled "Fu Tianxia".

This book was found by Zhang Yang in Yuhe's bag.

"It seems very exquisite, much better than the "Laoshizi's "Laoshan Secret Books". Unfortunately, it's just a broken book, not even the first volume."

"Whatever it is! Anyway, I can't even get started in terms of talisman making. Even if there are more advanced ones, it doesn't make sense to me."

While thinking about it, I began to read carefully and figure out how to make talismans.

It took Zhang Yang half an hour to read the thin fragment of "Fu Tianxia" before he could finish reading it.

He sighed with a sigh:

"It seems that this talisman is not that troublesome! To put it bluntly, it is just relying on spiritual consciousness and magic power to seal some simple formations on the talisman paper and stimulate them when the battle is in progress."

Zhang Yang quickly saw through the essence of talisman making.

The fragment of "Fun Tianxia" records dozens of talisman production methods, and Zhang Yang selected the simplest Lihuo Talisman from them.

Then, I took out a piece of yellow paper and spread it flat on a waist-high mountain rock in the cave. I turned "Fu Tianxia" to the page explaining the Fire Talisman, and put it next to it.

He also mixed fresh wolf blood and cinnabar and ground it, dipped it in this special ink with a talisman, used his magic power, and used his spiritual sense to start walking according to the formation route recorded in the Lihuo Talisman.

Halfway through the drawing, Zhang Yang knew that he had failed.

Because the "Fun Tianxia" records that during the process of making talismans, the talismans will extract a large amount of mana by the talisman makers and seal them in the talisman paper. However, Zhang Yang injected his magic power when drawing talismans, but he did not feel that he was extracted at all, and he was just consumed very gently.

Stop writing and compare it. Zhang Yang was so amused and crying.

I saw that the talismans I drew were messy and crooked, which were only three points similar to the formation patterns included in "Fun Tianxia", but seven points were different.

"Woooo! It's all because of the zombie's wrists that are too stiff. Otherwise, I'm a highly educated person at least, so drawing a ghost talisman is not like playing."

"I'd better practice first!"

Although the amount of yellow paper is not small, this kind of thing is produced in human society. Once it is used up, it is difficult to supplement as Zhang Yang's zombie.

So Zhang Yang took the talisman-making pen, dipped it in wolf blood, and began to write and draw on the rocks.

It is really a very uncomfortable thing to let a zombie write with his stiff joints. However, Zhang Yang knew that if he mastered the method of making talismans, he would be able to use a large number of talismans in the future, which would be equivalent to having an extra card to save his life.

For the long-term plan, you have to learn it no matter what.

Therefore, Zhang Yang practiced very hard.

This kind of exercise is different from ordinary writing. Every stroke and every stroke is filled with spiritual consciousness and magic power. Although Zhang Yang's writing method is wrong and he does not draw a lot of magic power, in just half an hour, Zhang Yang felt that the two cyclones in his abdomen became weaker and weaker, and there were signs of exhaustion. Fortunately, although his mind felt a little tired, his spiritual consciousness still looked good.

"No! It seems that my magic power is too weak. My spiritual consciousness can still persist, but my magic power is about to be exhausted."

Zhang Yang sighed. He thought of it again soon:

"No! It may not be like this. The main reason is that the yang energy in this cave is too heavy and there is no yin energy. I cannot get replenished after my mana is consumed. Otherwise, it would not be so ineffective."

The mana is exhausted and cannot be supplemented, so Zhang Yang no longer practices.

Look at the sun just setting west outside, and it is at least two hours before dark.

Although this tiger den is annoying, zombies cannot rush to travel during the day. Zhang Yang happened to take advantage of this period to start closing his eyes and resting.

...

The bright moon hangs slanted on the treetops like a silver hook, and some brilliance cannot cover up the darkness of the entire forest.

However, it is this dark forest that has become a paradise for all kinds of wild beasts, also known as a hunting ground for a zombie.

Zhang Yang stood motionless next to a big tree, his dark figure almost mixed with the trees.

A few meters away, the two hyenas seemed to smell the smell of carrion. While lowering their heads and sniffing, they walked towards Zhang Yang.

Zhang Yang's eyes were flashing with bloodthirsty desire, staring at the two hyenas, always ready to slam.

The two hyenas did not realize the crisis was approaching, and thought they had discovered food. They excitedly shook their short and bare tails and got closer and closer. A hint of coveting dripped from their open mouths, giving people an extremely disgusting feeling.

30 meters...20 meters...10 meters...8 meters...

As soon as a hyena looked up, she saw Zhang Yang's fierce gaze, and her chest bulged and she was about to bark out.

All of this was clearly captured by Zhang Yang's spiritual sense.

At this time, Zhang Yang moved.

He stretched his legs on the ground, and his whole body shot out like an arrow. His arms stretched forward straight and pressed the hyena in front.

"Ao! Ao! Ao!"

The other hyena roared and jumped up immediately. Her bloody mouth was opened and bit Zhang Yang's neck directly.

roar!

Zhang Yang waved his arm and hit the opponent's waist.

Bang!

The powerful power of the second-level corpse, tearing the tiger and leopard, was like playing, and with a heavy blow, hitting the weakest waist of the hyena. The poor hyena immediately lay on the ground and wailed, and could never get up again.

Zhang Yang stood beside him, and even needed the effort to make up for the attack, just letting it whine continuously. Zhang Yang himself grabbed the first hyena, bit his sharp teeth, instantly tearing open his throat, and the hot blood immediately gushed in.

Zhang Yang's face showed an expression of enjoyment. Two small cyclones in his abdomen were circulating. With strong suction, in minutes, a large hyena nearly one meter tall turned into a mummy.

Bang!

He threw the hyena mummy on the ground casually, Zhang Yang licked the blood on the corner of his mouth, looking at the injured hyena on the ground next to him:

"Hey! The reaction of the Hyena group is really slow, I can't wait!"

Since the sun set, Zhang Yang left the tiger's den and continued to go deep into the mountains and forests. He did not find a suitable yin land, and the silver hook-like moon provided a very limited amount of the moon essence.

In order to recover its strength as soon as possible, Zhang Yang had to use hunting methods to absorb the essence and blood of wild beasts.

Soon, Zhang Yang fell in love with this process and began to enjoy it.

Now, Zhang Yang's mana has long been restored, and the two small cyclones in his abdomen are extremely full. Zhang Yang feels that as long as he continues, he will not be able to continue to break through.

Ao! Ao! Ao! Ao! Ao!

Several rapid barking of dogs became closer and closer, interrupting Zhang Yang's thoughts.

"Hehe, we're finally here! When your companion comes, you're useless!"

Zhang Yang said as he grabbed the injured hyena on the ground, and his sharp claws pierced directly into the hyena. The hyena whined, and there was no strength to resist at all.

Zhang Yang smiled grimly, opened his mouth and bit the hyena's neck, and the whine immediately turned into a whimper.

While enjoying the delicious blood, Zhang Yang's vigilance was not afraid to relax at all. His spiritual sense was released, and every grass and tree within a twenty-meter range was reflected in his mind.

Ao! Ao! Ao! Ao!

The hyena group finally arrived.

Perhaps they were a little afraid of Zhang Yang's relatively tall figure. Instead of attacking him immediately, they surrounded Zhang Yang. Five or six hyenas, each with tight limbs and barking in a low voice, their vicious triangular eyes stared at Zhang Yang.

Bang!

Zhang Yang threw the hyena in his hand that had just turned into a mummy to the ground, frightening the group of hyenas around him.

Ao!

A hyena finally couldn't stand it and took the lead in launching an attack.

The body nearly one meter tall brought a huge impact force; Zhang Yang could see clearly the saliva dripping on his sharp teeth through his spiritual sense.

Wow!
To be continued...