Chapter 481 Corpse Studies


    Mo Hua sneaked out of the altar of ten thousand corpses.


    Before leaving, he carefully checked it and confirmed that he had left no traces and would not be discovered by Lu Chengyun or Zhang Quan...


    The little zombie lies well in the coffin.


    The big tiger is also hiding in the hall.


    There are no traces of the Ten Thousand Corpse Formation, the Golden Altar, and the Bronze Coffin.


    Mo Hua felt relieved and then hid her body and left quietly.


    On the second day, Mo Hua was like nothing else. He followed Lu Chengyun and entered the altar of the Ten Thousand Corpse to end the formation eyes of the Ten Thousand Corpse.


    After entering the altar, Mo Hua observed his words and expressions, and found that Lu Chengyun was as always, and did not find anything, so he breathed a sigh of relief.


    Lu Chengyun is the head of the family, with busy civil affairs and plaguing everything.


    Secretly build a ten thousand corpse formation, control the progress of the formation, dispatch corpse cultivation, and personally draw the Lingshu evil formation.


    It’s indeed very busy.


    And over the years, he has been busy with his own affairs and no longer cared about ink painting.


    There seemed to be no such person as Mo Hua in his eyes.


    Sometimes when Mo Hua talks to him, he is still confused and ignores him.


    The ink painting was a little unhappy on the surface and felt neglected, but he was secretly happy in his heart.


    He wished Lu Chengyun didn''t care about him...


    Apart from Lu Chengyun, it is Zhang Quan.


    Zhang Quan hated himself.


    But he is a formation blind, does not understand formations, and his spiritual consciousness is not strong.


    Very easy to fool.


    He couldn''t even find that Mo Hua was hidden beside him.


    Not to mention the formation, Mo Hua painted the formation in front of him in a mess, in a mess, and missed manner...


    Even if he directly draws a completely different formation, he may not be able to see the clues with Zhang Quan''s "attainments" of formation.


    Mo Hua shook her head slightly.


    As expected, you should read more and learn more about practicing Taoism.


    Otherwise, if you are fooled by others, you will never know...


    I feel relieved if I haven’t been discovered.


    In the next few days, Mo Hua focused on the corpse cultivator in the corpse mine.


    He wanted to know what kind of corpse was sealed in the bronze coffin.


    But he is an amateur, and his knowledge of refining corpses is insufficient and difficult to judge.


    You can only start with "insider".


    These corpse cultivators are obviously "insiders".


    Mo Hua used a brief plan and stole some secrets for refining corpses from several corpse cultivators.


    For example: "Basic Corpse Refining Method", "Corpse Blood", "Detailed Explanation of Corpse Refining", "Introduction to Corpse Refining", "Heavenly Works to Unlock the Corpse", "Corpse Origin and Flow", "Corpse Types"...


    There are various categories, including exercises, introductions, miscellaneous treatises, history books, and anecdotes...


    Ink painting is eye-opening.


    Just refining corpses, these corpse cultivators can even find so many ways.


    The world of cultivation is indeed vast and complex.


    Ink painting took the time to read these corpse books.


    But after reading for a few days, I felt physically and mentally uncomfortable.


    The **** and evil in the book, and the illustrations are also cruel and ugly, making people disgusted.


    Ink painting is a little helpless.


    "It''s true that corpse refining is not something that normal people learn..."


    "A normal monk, who would be interested in corpse refining?"


    Mo Hua couldn''t help but shake her head.


    But he could only bear the disgust and continue watching.


    But he saw a lot, but he still had only a few understandings. He was confused and had many places that he couldn''t understand.


    "It seems that I am refining corpse, and I have no talent..."


    Ink painting is a little calm and a little lucky.


    He read these books roughly, and then stopped trying to study them. Instead, he wrote down some of his own problems and prepared to find a corpse repairman to "consult".


    This corpse cultivator should be more honest, obedient, and stupid.


    Otherwise, it would be difficult to mess with him.


    Mo Hua "looks" in the corpse repairman of the corpse mine for a few days and suddenly found an acquaintance.


    A young and mean Lu family, Lu Ming.


    The expression of ink painting moves slightly.


    Lu Ming…


    It was the one who first investigated the five missing mines and mines, and went to the Lu family mine to lead the way for Mo Hua. When he encountered a tragic corpse, he vomited in a dark and was "intimidated" by Mo Hua and revealed some of the secrets of the Lu family.


    Lu Ming has lost his arrogant look before.


    His face was as pale as other corpse cultivators, with a gray expression, without any anger, and he didn''t say much. He did whatever others ordered, like a living walking zombie.


    Ink painting observed Lu Ming for several days.


    I found out that he seemed to have just arrived not long ago, and he was a newcomer here and a corpse cultivator at the bottom.


    Learn to refine corpses every day, be chores, and follow people''s orders to do things.


    At night, I was "lying on the bed" with a corpse expression, looking dull, not knowing what I was thinking.


    Lu Ming is still easy to ask.


    Mo Hua asked him several questions before.


    After nightfall, Mo Hua went out invisibly, went to Lu Ming''s stone chamber, and looked at him silently.


    The stone room was quiet and there was no one around.


    Lu Ming was lying on the bed, his expression was numb, and suddenly became distorted and painful again. He held his head with his hands, curled up on the bed, and murmured:


    “…Why are you so unlucky?”


    "It turned out to be a corpse refining...I''m done..."


    "I can''t marry a wife in this life..."


    …


    He felt sad and regretful for a while, and then beat the wall hard and complained:


    "It''s all that little guy!"


    "It''s all his fault!"


    "Blame him..."


    "What''s wrong with me?" Mo Hua asked out loud.


    In the quiet stone chamber, the sound suddenly sounded, strange and tender.


    Lu Minghun was scared.


    He quickly pounced a few times, sat up in panic, and saw a small figure gradually appearing on the chair beside the wall.


    "ah-"


    Lu Ming was halfway through the call, and quickly covered his mouth with both hands.


    His scream came to an abrupt end and was not discovered by other corpse cultivators.


    Mo Hua picked up the teapot on the table, poured himself a cup of tea, sniffed it, and found that although it was inferior tea, it had no blood or fishy smell, and it was serious tea. So she took a sip, pursed her lips, and asked Lu Ming again:


    "What''s wrong with me?"


    This sound is crisp and familiar.


    Lu Ming was shocked and looked closely. Only then did he recognize it as the ink painting and breathe a sigh of relief.


    He is a human being, he is still a "acquaintance", not a ghost, nor a corpse.


    Lu Ming leaned against the wall and took a few breaths.


    Lu Ming was a little surprised when he saw the ink painting, but not surprising.


    He had seen ink paintings in the corpse mine before.


    Any formation master who comes and goes, he will be attracted by the Lu family if he has real talent and knowledge.


    Ink painting is no exception.


    But he still didn''t expect that Mo Hua''s status could be so high, so he could enter the corpse mine without refining the corpse, and was extremely entertained, and even talked and laughed with the head of the Lu family.


    Even many elders of the Lu family do not have this treatment.


    I just wanted to enter his room without knowing why.


    Lu Ming wanted to ask, but he didn''t dare to ask.


    A highly appreciated by the head of the family, a cultivator of this status, even if he is young, is not what he once was a disciple of the Lu family. Now he is a small corpse cultivator who can question him.


    He didn''t dare not answer what Mo Hua asked him.


    Lu Ming hesitated for a moment and stuttered:


    "If it weren''t for you... I wouldn''t have been sent in..."


    Mo Hua took a sip of tea, nodded, and then understood.


    At the time in the mine, Lu Ming told himself some of the Lu family''s affairs. Although he later reported this matter to the head of the Lu family, his behavior was still considered to be a stern voice.


    So he was punished and sent to the corpse mine and became a corpse cultivator.


    Lu Ming is not a good person, but he is not very bad.


    He probably couldn''t accept the matter of refining a corpse, but he had to accept it.


    So I always look numb and like a walking corpse. I only dare to vent my emotions when I am alone at night.


    Mo Hua thought about it and suddenly asked:


    "How have you learned how to refine corpses?"


    Lu Ming was stunned and didn''t know what Mo Hua asked about this, but he still reluctantly replied:


    "generally…"


    "Have you refined your corpse?"


    "I haven''t... I just learned some knowledge of corpse refining with other corpse cultivators..."


    My eyes were slightly brighter, "How did you learn?"


    "good…"


    Lu Ming stammered.


    Ink Hua took out a small note, coughed, and said seriously:


    "Then I''ll take a test for you."


    Lu Ming was stunned, "Why?"


    Mo Hua frowned, "I''ll test you to see if you are ambitious. If you have learned well, I will give you a few good words in front of the head of the family so that you can promote you in the future."


    Ink paintings talk nonsense.


    Lu Ming was a little confused by being fooled, and asked:


    "Why?"


    Mo Hua tsk, "After all, you and I have known each other. You entered the mine and became a corpse cultivator because of me..."


    "I don''t know about this. Now that I know, I naturally have to find a way to give you some benefits and make up for it."


    "oh…"


    Lu Ming thought it made sense, but it seemed...it didn''t make any sense either.


    A chance meeting, for no reason, how many good words are for yourself?


    Lu Ming is still a little puzzled.


    He also wanted to ask "why", but he was interrupted by ink painting without saying it.


    Mo Hua said with a stern face:


    "I''ll ask you and answer, how come there is so much nonsense!"


    Lu Ming was forced by the momentum of ink painting and felt a little guilty and nodded slowly.


    The ink painting started reading the small note.


    The small note records some of the "knowledge" of corpse refining that he did not understand, such as:


    "How to classify zombies?"


    "What is the relationship between quality and level?"


    "What types of zombies are there? What abilities do each have?"


    etc…


    Lu Ming was unaware of it and answered honestly:


    "The rank of zombies is divided into grades and grades."


    "''Grade'' is the first, second, third and fourth grade, which is equivalent to the qi refining, foundation building, and golden elixir of a cultivator..."


    "''Level'' is the level of zombies, divided into ''gold'', ''silver'', ''copper'', ''iron'' and the lower-level zombies..."


    "There are distinctions and connections between the zombies'' qualities and ranks, but they are independent of each other."


    "Like other categories such as monsters, the strength of zombies is based on the ''quality''."


    "The first-grade walking zombies, the second-grade walking zombies, and the third-grade walking zombies... all have the strength to correspond to the primary level of the great realm."


    "Walking zombies are going upwards, and every level up thereafter, the zombie''s abilities will change qualitatively."


    "The body is harder, the corpse poison is stronger, and there are some special corpse abilities..."


    Ink painting is still a little confused and didn’t understand it very much, so he said seriously:


    "Please give an example and briefly illustrate the relationship between zombie products and ranks."


    Lu Ming seemed to be being taught to take the exam for more homework. He felt nervous and pondered for a long time before he spoke:


    "The zombie''s grade is based on the ''grade'' and the ''grade'' is determined..."


    "The first-grade zombies are usually only two levels, walking zombies and iron corpses..."


    "A first-class walking zombie is an ordinary qi-refining zombie."


    "The first-grade iron corpse, according to its cultivation level, should be at the peak of the ninth level of Qi refining, but because of the copper head and iron arm, it is enough to match some early-stage cultivators in the foundation building stage."


    "The lowest zombies are zombies. Generally, they are iron zombies, but the highest zombies can be refined..."


    "The second-grade zombie is equal to the first-grade iron zombie. However, because of the flesh and flesh, if you really fight, you will suffer a little."


    "The second-grade iron corpse is very strong, equivalent to the middle stage of foundation building, and can sweep the first-grade iron corpse in the early stage of foundation building."


    "And the second-grade copper corpse has a thick corpse and a body like copper and iron, which is equivalent to the late stage of foundation building and is very powerful."


    Ink painting suddenly came to an eye.


    He had thought before that iron corpses were the same and had the strength to build foundations.


    But the iron corpse is also divided.


    First-grade iron corpse is just comparable to foundation building.


    The second-grade iron corpse is in the middle stage of foundation building, which is stronger than the cultivator in the early stage of foundation building.


    From this point of view, the iron corpses in the corpse mine cannot be generalized.


    The two tall iron corpses who were guarding the door should be second-grade iron corpses.


    The rest of the iron corpses are mixed with first-grade and second-grade.


    The overall strength of the zombies under Lu Chengyun is much stronger than Mo Hua thought...


    Mo Hua frowned.


    He glanced at Lu Ming and said, "You continue talking."


    Lu Ming nodded, "There is also the third grade, but no one of us can refine it, so some records are not very detailed..."


    "The third-grade zombie is the lowest zombie, and the highest can be refined into a golden zombie."


    "Above the fourth grade, the lowest zombie, it is said that it is possible to refine a real flying zombie..."


    …


    Lu Mingzai explained the ink painting carefully.


    Ink paintings are generally understood.


    All zombies are based on "quality".


    The lower limit of the zombies refined is all zombies, but the upper limit is different.


    The higher the "quality", the higher the upper limit "order".


    The upper limit of the first grade is the iron corpse, the upper limit of the second grade is the bronze corpse, and the upper limit of the third grade is the golden corpse...


    The method of refining corpse in the corpse mine is obtained from the Zhang family and has been passed down for hundreds of years. Even if there are some differences, it should be quite different.


    What kind of corpse is in the bronze coffin?


    Compared to the bronze corpse in the late stage of foundation building?


    It’s just the middle stage of foundation building. In the late stage of foundation building, even if such zombies are refined, Lu Chengyun can’t help but be able to suppress them.


    This is not quite consistent with the previous speculations of ink painting.


    "Is there any special corpse?" Mo Hua asked again.


    Mo Hua remembers that in "The Origin of the Corpse Gate" and "Theory of the Corpse Types", it mentioned that although some zombies with special functions are also divided by "quality" level, they are not within the usual "level" level.


    "some."


    Lu Ming nodded and said seriously:


    "There are some special zombies with special functions and are not divided by strength, so they are not divided by ''gold, silver, copper and iron''."


    "For example, a puppet corpse is a flesh-and-blood puppet, not a human, not a corpse, but just a puppet similar to a wood and stone."


    "There are also puppet corpses..."


    "Refining a person into a doll, retaining his appearance, skin, and body shape, soaking it in flowers, plants, spiritual water, without rotten smell, and the skin is cold, but tender as if it is alive."


    “Many monks will buy it for a lot of money.”


    "And the corpse of the figurine..."


    "Kill the person and turn it into a zombie like a terracotta figurine."


    "This type of zombies is generally used for burial."


    "It''s not only the devil''s way, but also the righteous way in the past."


    "Ten thousand years ago, some heads of the righteous families, sects or the Supreme Elders would "give" some close monks to death after their death and refine them into figurine corpses to be buried with them."


    "It''s just that this kind of thing is inhumane. It has been gradually abolished by the Dao Court in the past ten thousand years..."


    …


    Mo Hua frowned when she heard it.


    What a puppet like?


    The corpse of the figurine used for burial?


    If a monk becomes perverted, he will be really perverted...


    (This chapter ends)