The more Zhang Yang looked at it, the more appropriate he felt. This place was simply a nest given to him by God.

There are two caves behind the tomb, which are obviously left by the tomb robbers.

Zhang Yang moved his stiff body and crawled into the thief hole with some difficulty, entering the tomb.

This may be the burial place of the king and noble family. The tomb chamber is large and there is a coffin in the center. The stone coffin (the large coffin covered outside the coffin is called a coffin. The coffin that the ancients often said was a small coffin, which means a coffin cover) had been opened, and the heavy sarcophagus fell to one side.

All the burial items in the coffin have long been looted.

The skeleton of the tomb owner was pulled out of the coffin and piled up randomly in the corner of the tomb chamber. Zhang Yang's spiritual sense scanned it and could even see a few of them that had been shattered. It was obvious that the tomb robber accidentally stepped on it.

If it were Zhang Yang, the tomb chamber, and the skeleton before traveling through time, the thrilling elements such as Zhang Yang, the tomb chamber, and the skeleton were connected, it would be enough to scare him to urinate.

However, in the past year, Zhang Yang has eaten even people. Will he still be afraid of a bone?

However, a skeleton in the "bedroom" was shaking around in front of him, and he always felt uncomfortable watching it. So he walked forward.

"You are so pitiful, you will be tortured like this even if you die."

"I want to occupy your tomb, which can be regarded as receiving your favor. A man and a big zombie will repay you with all kindness. I will do my best to bury you first, and find a better place in Feng Shui in the future and bury you again!"

Anyway, the feng shui of this tomb has changed and it is no longer suitable for burying bones. Zhang Yang has occupied the magpie's nest and does not blame himself.

The sharp claws were swung away, and a hole was easily dug in the hard rammed earth, tidied up the bones, and buried them.

The tomb full of foul air may be suffocated by humans later, while Zhang Yang stretched out his body and breathed happily every inch of his skin, extremely comfortable.

Lying into the sarcophagus, he contained a yin condensation bead in his mouth, and began to absorb the yin energy and temper the body.

Run the exercises of "Taiyin Refining the Body Refining Chapter" to absorb the yin energy and convert it into magic power; then guide the airflow to spread into the body to nourish every cell.

Zhang Yang found that it may be because the body cells have absorbed a certain amount of airflow, which is not as hungry as they were at the beginning, so the absorption rate has been significantly slowed down.

Of course, this slowness is compared to absorbing the essence and blood of the blue and white giant python. If compared with the previous period of simply relying on the sea of ​​qi to absorb it, I don’t know how many times faster it is.

"At the current speed, I'm afraid I can return to the level 6 of the corpse in a few months. But I don't have a cyclone, and I don't know what standards to determine the level?"

"When my whole body's magic power is full and I can no longer accommodate any unnecessary ones, then it will be the peak of the corpse. If the mana stored in my body is compressed from gas to liquid, it will be successful in building the foundation and advance to the purple zombie."

"These are all fine, but I have no judgment standards for the level from the first-level corpse to the ninth-level corpse!"

Zhang Yang was a little puzzled.

The road to cultivation will eventually lead to one.

Whether it is a human monk, a zombie, or a variety of demon cultivators, the elements they absorb and the methods of cultivation may be different, but they will all be transformed into their own magic power. The standards for promotion are also equivalent.

"No matter so much, as long as I practice fast enough, no matter which level he is? It will naturally be clear to the peak of the corpse."

Zhang Yang could only comfort himself and give up.

The work and rest time of the zombie Zhang Yang is originally a night owl type. In addition, the ** power has just recovered to the stage of corpse swimming. He is so excited that he has only practiced for a while and suddenly thought of Zhan Linpin obtained from the thin middle-aged man, so he can no longer stay.

I reached out to pick up the bag and looked at it, but I didn't take out the things inside as soon as possible.

"The people from the Corpse Refining Sect can find my location based on the blood coffin. It is difficult to guarantee that they cannot find it based on other things. I'd better be more cautious. This nest was finally found and cannot be easily exposed."

Thinking of this, I came out of the coffin.

After thinking a little, he took out a robe from the original bag of storage, spread it out and placed it on the ground. Zhang Yang had four bags of storage, and he seized a lot of spoils, and there were a lot of clothes to change. Zhang Yang threw away most of them, but he also left some of them.

He dug out the skeleton that had just been buried, put it in his robe and wrapped it, tied it firmly on his back, and after leaving the tomb, he cast a divine talisman and quickly escaped to the distance.

It took an hour and escaped for more than a hundred miles. On the way, I found a place with good feng shui and buried the bones of the tomb owner, and made a small matter.

After another quick escape, he stopped.

"It's this place! You can leave quickly after the inspection. Even if the Corpse Refining Sect can find it later, it is impossible to track the ancient tomb."

Thinking of this, he reached out and patted the bag. With the movement of his spiritual sense, a blood coffin appeared in his hand.

"The person from the Corpse Refining Sect was able to track me through the Spiritual Pan, which means that there is something in this blood coffin that can cause the reaction of the Spiritual Pan. What exactly is it?"

Zhang Yang released his spiritual consciousness and scanned it carefully in the blood coffin.

Soon, a black mark on the lower left corner of the blood coffin caught his attention.

This black mark was covered by the red paint of the blood coffin. If it weren't for the spiritual scanning, it would definitely not be discovered.

"Huh? It seems to be solidified and dry blood."

Zhang Yang's sharp claws gently stroked the mark and paint, and threw it out more than ten meters away.

I took out the spiritual plate and looked at it. Sure enough, the spiritual plate pointer tightly locked the direction of the mark.

"Haha! It's true. It seems simple, but if you are not a master of the Foundation Establishment Stage and do not know how to release your spiritual sense, you will never find this mark anyway."

After finding the problem, I used the same method to erase the marks of several other blood coffins.

In this way, the problem of the four-mouthed blood coffin will be completely solved and it will be truly owned by Zhang Yang.

Zhang Yang took out a blood coffin he got from the thin middle-aged man, opened the lid and saw that there was a "little zombie" lying inside. In addition, there was still a lot of room.

Just as he opened the lid of the coffin, a powerful aura came to his face.

Zhang Yang's face changed. This breath made him feel a trembling from his soul. This was definitely the pressure of the high level on the low level.

"How terrifying would it be if it was sealed and suppressed in the blood coffin? "

After taking a deep breath, Zhang Yang's mood slowly calmed down.

I saw the zombie's rough skin as dark purple as elm bark, which looked very powerful at first glance. The face with a ferocious face and long fangs suddenly exposed, extremely sharp; the sharp claws flashed with chilling light, which looked even more terrifying than the most powerful beast...

Purple zombie!

Moreover, it is probably a purple zombie with a certain level!

"I wonder how that thin middle-aged man got this purple zombie puppet?"

"Fortunately, he has not advanced to the Foundation Establishment Stage and cannot control the purple zombie puppet beyond the level. Otherwise, even if I was twisted together, I would have to be killed instantly by someone!"

Zhang Yang was secretly grateful, and then excited:

"Haha! OK! This sealed purple zombie is simply the puppet material given to me by God! As long as I advance to the purple zombie puppet by myself and temper it into my zombie puppet, I will get a big arm help immediately."

Zhang Yang was so happy that he just wanted to pick up the purple zombie and kiss him.

Needless to ask, this sealed purple zombie is the most precious spoil Zhang Yang has obtained since he traveled through time.

After trying hard to suppress the excitement, he resealed the blood coffin and put it away.

He took out the bag of items seized from the thin middle-aged man, took out all the things inside, checked them with his spiritual sense first, and confirmed that there was no problem before he looked like it.

There are not many talismans, only more than twenty, and they are also mainly corpse-suppressing talismans. The only thing that makes Zhang Yang feel relieved is that these corpse-suppressing talismans are all sixth-grade.

"Tsk tsk! It seems that this corpse refining sect is really not good at talisman making! There are not many masters at the peak of Qi Refining Stage." Zhang Yang sighed in surprise, and secretly regretted in his heart.

Although the black banner was broken, Zhang Yang also rolled it over, and now he held it in his hand, feeling the gloomy aura coming from it.

"I seemed to hear that guy shout, this one seemed to be called the Soul-Devouring Banner, which seemed to be a more evil magic weapon."

"As a zombie, I am quite evil in myself. If I have the chance, I can practice this thing, and there are many ways to save my life."

There are also two bottles, one large and one small.

In the big bottle, there are a bottle of Yin Condensing Beads.

"Hehe, I was just saying that there is no source in the future, Yin Ningzhu should save some use! Unexpectedly, this good son sent him filial piety!" Zhang Yang happily put it away.

The small bottle is only the size of a fingertip. Zhang Yang opened it and looked at it. There was a scent of fragrance. He didn't know what pill it was. He didn't dare to take it casually. He threw it into the bag of storage. He didn't care, and even felt a little regretful. Why wasn't it Yin Ningzhu?

But he didn't know that this pill was the foundation-building pill given to his disciple by the old man with black beard. I don't know how many times more precious than Yin Ningzhu.

There were other things such as spirit stones in the storage bag, and even some dumped ammunition was placed randomly, including a few corpse-explosive pills.

After a moment of thought, Zhang Yang immediately realized that this must have been the thin middle-aged man poured out all these pills in order to use a bottle to hold Yin Ning beads.

After thinking about it this way, I realized that the pills in that small bottle must be much more precious than Yin Ningzhu, and thin middle-aged people are reluctant to store them at will.

"It seems that the harvest is OK." Zhang Yang nodded secretly with satisfaction.

It is not advisable to stay here for a long time. After packing up, you will immediately escape in the opposite direction of the ancient tomb.

I walked around several bends along the way, waded through the shallows of the river several times, and then returned to the ancient tomb after confirming safety.

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Thanks to the gold, I don’t even exchange it (588 coins), a199103068 (100 coins).
Chapter completed!