After checking the bag, Zhang Yang swept his mind and reached out to take out a small black bottle from Wang Yao's body.

After opening and smelling, a light breath came towards me.

Zhang Yang hesitated for a moment and dripped a drop. He didn't dare to drip it directly into his eyes, but carefully applied it to his eyelids.

A faint blue light flashed, and Zhang Yang felt his vision suddenly become unprecedentedly clear, and all the scenery around him could see clearly.

"Wow! What kind of spiritual water is this? It's too amazing, right? Can one drop restore my vision?"

Zhang Yang became excited.

Since becoming a zombie, although I can see things at night, I am usually vague and unhappy to see things. Later, although I have cultivated my spiritual consciousness, on the one hand, the range of my spiritual consciousness is only about a hundred meters; on the other hand, seeing things with my eyes is different from the information I use my spiritual consciousness to scan.

I thought this would be the case in my life, but now my vision has suddenly recovered, and I feel so happy!

Looking around, the green distant mountains are like poetry and picturesque, as if they can never see enough.

"This fairy world is so fucking beautiful! Compared to this, the mountains and rivers in the original world are all garbage dumps!"

Zhang Yang sighed.

After a while, Zhang Yang's excited face slowly became cold.

Because, he found that the effectiveness of spiritual water was gradually decreasing, and his vision gradually became blurred.

I used to be blurred and didn't feel anything, but now I've seen things clearly for a while. I've just got used to enjoying it, but I've been beaten back to my original form. Under the huge gap, I feel so painful in my heart!

"Hey! I'll just say it! How could there be such a thing that is against the will of heaven...or, even if there is such a thing that is against the will of heaven, how could it be a small person like Wang Yao?"

"I don't know what kind of spiritual water this is, but after applying it, the effectiveness period seems to increase people's eyesight greatly. Not only can you see more clearly and farther, but you can also see through the invisible talisman - well! That man in black relied on this to see me hiding in the walls of the cave, and the sneak attack plan failed."

"I just don't know, how effective will this spiritual water be if it is wiped for a long time? Will it essentially evolve the eyes?"

"I don't ask for too much, I just need to restore the eyesight of ordinary people. If I can naturally see through the invisibility talisman, it will be better."

"It's a pity that there is only such a small bottle, and it's impossible to do the experiment."

Zhang Yang sighed and put the small black bottle into the storage bag, not having much hope for getting more spiritual water.

After all, Zhang Yang saw Wang Yao's painful expression when he was using spiritual water at that time. This means that this thing is very precious, and being able to get a small bottle is considered to be full of luck.

...

"Huh? Why aren't the other men in black holding bags? This is so strange!"

"Is it because they are doing too badly?"

Zhang Yang checked several other men in black, but only took out a small amount of spirit stones and some low-level talismans from his arms, but did not find any bags of objects. He couldn't help but exclaim, feeling a little incredible.

But he didn't know that if these men in black could still hear him, they would probably have to be angry and jumped up to fight for him.

The bag of objects is also relatively valuable in the world of cultivation.

Ancient sects like the Laoshan Sect have accumulated over a thousand years of accumulation, and they can only equip their inner disciples. Even the Yinwu Taoist Ming and the top and outstanding disciples of the outer sect were unable to get into the bag of food.

Although the Corpse Refining Sect is a famous evil sect, they pay more attention to the blood coffin. Some space materials are all used by the sect to make blood coffins.

Therefore, it is normal for Wang Yao to have a bag among these men in black.

Zhang Yang complained repeatedly in his heart, feeling that he was in great trouble. However, he kept putting things into Wang Yao's bag in his hand.

Now, Zhang Yang has three bags of storage and a large pile of blood coffins.

What made Zhang Yang more depressed was that the blood coffin could be placed in the storage bag, but the storage bag could not be placed in other storage bags.

Fortunately, the bag is not big, only the size of a two-palm, and it is on the back and hidden in the clothes. It is not hindering the matter and is not very obvious.

However, the number of blood coffins is a little too high, with a total of eight.

Although the blood coffin is also not large in size, only about one foot long, if they are put into the bag of storage, they will slowly hold the bag of storage and can't put anything else down.

Zhang Yang selected the blood coffins of Wang Yao, Zhang Jun and Zhao Dalu, and installed the seventh-level corpse, sixth-level corpse, and two other five-level corpse.

Then put these three blood coffins into the storage bag.

As for the remaining few, I found a place to bury them. If I have the chance in the future, I can take them out.

Of course, Zhang Yang doesn’t really appreciate these blood coffins, and he doesn’t plan to come back to pick them up at the moment.

After packing up everything, Zhang Yang entered the cave and looked at the Yinquan. Although he was reluctant to leave, he knew that he had to give up for the time being.

Yinquan is so attractive to corpse cultivators.

Zhang Yang learned from the conversation between Wang Yao and others that they had informed the elites of the Corpse Refining Sect that could come at any time.

If Zhang Yang continued to stay here, he would definitely be caught and turned into a zombie puppet.

Greed will kill people! Even though Yinquan is good, you must have life to enjoy it.

After thinking about this truth clearly, Zhang Yang wished he could leave immediately now.

Unfortunately, the scorching sun was shining outside. There was nothing to do if you had dozens of meters near the entrance of the cave. The wind was so gloomy that it made the sun dull; but as long as you were a little away, it would not work.

Zhang Yang was anxious and could only force himself to press down and lay in the coffin, resting while practicing and recovering.

Two hours passed, the sun set, and Zhang Yang's condition had also been adjusted to the best.

After walking out of the cave and looking back, Zhang Yang secretly swears in his heart:

"The Corpse Refining Sect! Forced me to abandon my home! Humph! When I become stronger one day, I will definitely kill you at the mountain gate, destroy your sect, and take back Yinquan!"

"And from now on, the Corpse Refining Sect will be my mortal enemy! Don't let me meet the lonely Corpse Refining Sect disciples again in the future. Once I meet, I will hide if I can't beat them. If I can beat them, women will first, rape them, then kill them and then suck them. Men will directly suck blood-no! Men should chicken first, rape them, kill them and then suck them!"

"Gaga! I dare to steal my things, I will never end up with you! We will never stop until we die!"

Zhang Yang smiled evilly, and his face, which was already green-faced and fangs, became even more ferocious.

The Corpse Refining Sect - an ancient sect that has been passed down for thousands of years and a famous evil sect in the cultivation world - would never have thought that a small zombie who was accidentally offended today would kill their entire sect in the near future.

...

On the third day after Zhang Yang left, a stream of light from the sky cut through the sky and headed straight to the top of the U-shaped valley.

It was clear to see that it was a black-bearded old man wearing a black Taoist robe on a flying sword; behind him was a thin middle-aged man. Behind them, they each carried a small coffin more than a foot long, indicating their identity.

Being able to fly with a sword is a means that only monks above the Foundation Establishment Stage can have. In other words, this black-bearded old man is at least a Foundation Establishment Cultivator.

In just a few days, a monk from the Foundation Establishment Stage rushed over, which is enough to show the importance of the Corpse Refining Sect to Yinquan.

"It should be this valley. I don't know what happened to Wang Yao and the others. They didn't contact us all day and night, nor did they report the situation of Yinquan to the master." The black-bearded old man looked a little anxious.

"No matter what the situation is, if you take action by your master, it will definitely be solved." The thin middle-aged man complimented with a flattering smile on his face.

If Zhang Yang was here, he would definitely laugh - this corpse refining sect really has a tradition of flattering!

However, now the black-bearded old man obviously did not feel in the mood to enjoy this flattery, but instead lowered his flying sword and began to fly along the valley.

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