"Hmph! I am a person wearing zombie skin! You are a zombie skinned! "

Zhang Yang snorted coldly in his heart, without any psychological burden on killing these people.

He raised his foot and kicked away the corpses of several mortals, but the corpses of the two Qi Refining Cultivators could not be wasted. He picked them up and bit them down.

Crack!

The hot blood spurted into his throat, and Zhang Yang enjoyed the incomparable pleasure.

After absorbing essence and blood, he immediately discovered a strange crack in a crack on the cliff while scanning his spiritual sense.

This crack runs from top to bottom almost through the entire cliff, extending all the way to a height from the ground. The crack is very narrow and can only be reached into the arm; the internal space is not small, with a pool of clear water about one meter in diameter at the bottom.

The clear water is extremely clear and exudes a fresh atmosphere, and it looks very good at first glance.

Zhang Yang's heart moved, took out a small black bottle, opened the bottle cap and compared it, and immediately showed an ecstatic expression - exactly the same! It was indeed the same!

This little black bottle was a spoil obtained from Wang Yao, the Corpse Refining Sect. Zhang Yang had seen its effect with his own eyes.

"So this is Qingling Spring Water! OK! Haha! I just drop a drop on my eyes, and my vision can reach the level of a normal human being in a short period of time, and I can also see through the effect of invisibility. If I use this spring water to clean my eyes for a long time, it may have unexpected effects."

Zhang Yang was surprised and took action immediately.

The Li family had already made full preparations and placed several large jade bottles next to them. Zhang Yang naturally used them without hesitation.

It took a lot of effort to pack all the pool of spiritual water away.

Look at the crack in the cliff, there is a hanging stalactite above it. A drop of clear water gathers on the tip of the cliff and may fall down at any time.

However, after Zhang Yang waited for a long time, the drop of clear water was still hanging without any change.

Zhang Yang knew it in his heart:

"It turns out that this Qingling Spring is not a spring, but is dripping from the lacquer stone. But seeing how slow the drop is, I'm afraid that a drop may not be able to drop a drop in a day. It will take many years to gather such a large pool of water!"

He didn't know that this clear water was formed after hundreds of years.

It would take hundreds of years to collect all of them by Zhang Yang at one time.

Zhang Yang wanted to chisel the lacquer stone and take it away. However, after scanning with his spiritual sense, he could find that the spiritual energy from the surrounding mountains gathered over, which formed clear water, and it was useless to take the lacquer stone away.

I could only sigh, lift a big rock, and seal the cracks on the cliff.

No matter whether it can be concealed or not, this kind of effort must always be done.

"Gaga, decades later, when I become stronger, this spring will sooner or later be my own."

Zhang Yang looked back, then took out a blood coffin and put away the body of the fourth-level "ancestor" in the Qi Refining Stage.

Then, he resolutely fled out.

Now no longer hide his traces. When passing by the defenders arranged by the Li family at Jiankou, he took action directly, swung out his sharp claws with cold light, and cut off several heads before the opponent saw his figure clearly, heading towards the ancient tomb of the old nest without stopping.

As for the corpse, he didn't need to deal with it. The mountains and forests at night were full of dangers.

The bloody smell of more than a dozen corpses soon attracted wild beasts, and waves of gnawing sounds sounded in the mountain stream, and some wild beasts even started fighting because of robbing food.

This dispute concealed the traces of the zombie Zhang Yang.

...

In the ancient tomb.

Zhang Yang held a small black bottle in his hand and carefully dripped a drop of clear water on his eyelids.

Immediately, a refreshing feeling surged.

Zhang Yang felt that the scenery in front of him suddenly became clear.

"Well! It's really effective."

"This time the harvest was very rich. Several bottles filled a bag of storage, weighing more than a ton. It was just used to clean the two-purpose object. A few drops a day may be enough for hundreds of years."

Zhang Yang was extremely satisfied with the gain and was secretly happy in his heart.

"Although my spiritual sense is very powerful, it is always good to have super vision."

He put away Qinglingshui and took out another blood coffin.

With a slap in his hand, his spiritual sense moved, "Swish!", a black light flashed, and a corpse in black clothes appeared in front of him. It was the ancestor of the Li family.

However, looking at the appearance of the Li family ancestor, the place on the neck where Zhang Yang bites, several tooth marks appear purple-black, which is obviously invading the corpse poison.

That's right! Zhang Yang was sucking his essence and blood, deliberately controlling the invasion of corpse poison, and later placed it in a blood coffin suitable for raising corpses. Now this corpse has begun to produce a preliminary corpse transformation.

Zhang Yang checked it, took out two Yin Ning beads and placed them on the body of the Li family ancestor, and took them back into the blood coffin.

"A mere cultivator at the fourth level of Qi Refining Stage dares to be called the 'ancestral'? This old man is so arrogant. However, this corpse is already quite rare."

"It's a pity that after killing the thin middle-aged man in the Corpse Refining Sect, he did not take away his body. Tsk tsk! That's the corpse at the peak of level nine of the Qi Refining Stage..."

Zhang Yang was startled with a look of regret.

"Well! I hope this old guy doesn't let me down."

"I feel that my strength will soon be able to break through, surpass my previous level, and reach the seventh level of the corpse. After that, I will be able to begin tempering my first zombie puppet."

"Zombie puppet! After successful tempering, it is equivalent to an extra loyal thug. It is very convenient to hit a foreshadowing or break the back. It is simply a must-have for traveling at home!"

"Hehe, my strength will eventually become stronger and stronger. You can wait. It won't take long for me to hit me. This zombie master will come back to the door. Not only will I take back my Yinquan, but I will also destroy all of you!"

Zhang Yang once again declared his goal.

...

Three months later.

Under the bright moonlight, a zombie stands at the edge of the ancient tomb.

The moonlight was clear and thrust at the zombies like fireflies.

And the body of this zombie is like a thirsty desert, sucking and swallowing...

call!

Zhang Yang took a deep breath and ended the practice.

Stretching his arms and feeling the powerful power on his body, Zhang Yang secretly measured in his heart:

"This kind of power is unprecedentedly huge. Although there is no cyclone to measure the level, I can clearly feel that it is more than several times stronger than the level six peak before the devouring the corpse pill."

"It seems that if I divide it according to the level, I am undoubtedly a level seven corpse now! This means that I can finally temper the zombie puppet!"

Zhang Yang suppressed his slightly excited mood and turned back to the ancient tomb.

Take out the blood coffin and slapped it.

call out!

A black light flashed, and the body of the ancestor of the Li family appeared in front of him.

After three months, when I looked at the body of the Li family ancestor, my face turned completely pale, my lips turned blue, and my teeth became sharp and protruding; my fingernails were black and purple, and they looked more than an inch long...

Zombies!

This is already a completely zombie face.

Due to Zhang Yang's corpse poison invasion and the nourishment of enough yin energy, in three months, the corpse finally completed the process of corpse transformation and became the most basic jumping corpse.

Suddenly, the eyes of the jumping corpse suddenly opened.

call!

Accompanied by the sound of the wind, the jumping corpse's body was like a wooden board, and its arms and legs were not bent at all, and they stood up stiffly.

Zhang Yang recited the Dharma in his mind and silently called out one word:

"disease!"

At the same time, stretch out a hand and point it.

Buzz!

A yellow word "town" flashed on the forehead of the jumping corpse.

The jumping corpse immediately closed his eyes and lay back.

Zhang Yang came to the jumping corpse, his sharp claws passed by, and a blood mark appeared on his wrist.

Then he used his magic power, and a drop of essence and blood was immediately forced out, dripping into the forehead of the jumping corpse, and soon penetrated and disappeared.

Zhang Yang's momentum also looked weak because of the formation.

The zombie is immediately buried in the corpse-raising site after death, and is invaded by the yin energy to form a corpse. It does not need to be dried like a mummy, so there is sticky blood in the body.

However, what Zhang Yang forced out this time was different from ordinary blood, but the essence and blood of the natal world.

...

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