Chapter 495: Refined
Without further ado, everyone immediately sent a message to report the "tragic sin".
A stone caused a thousand waves, not only some families and sects were shocked, but even the Dao Court was shocked.
In the Tianshu Pavilion.
The old master looked at the celestial craft, deduced it in his heart, and then nodded slowly and said:
"It''s a sign of evil deeds..."
He took out a jade slip, made several marks, and then ordered a disciple to say:
"Give it to the Taoist Bing Department."
The disciple respectfully took it and sealed it with a secret box. He did not dare to delay it and immediately passed it to the Dao Bing Office.
The Dao Bing Department made an emergency agreement and then issued a transfer order:
From the Lizhou Xiaohuangzhou border, as well as the nearby Heishan Prefecture, Lishan Prefecture, Dahuang Prefecture, and Barbarian Frontier, ten foundation-building commanders, two thousand first-rank Taoist soldiers, traveling day and night, heading to Nanyue City, Xiaohuang Prefecture''s border, to suppress the corpse mines and quell the corpse troubles. Anyone with obstacles will be killed without any quasi-discussion!
And the central government also ordered:
In the boundary of Xiaohuangzhou, within a radius of 500 miles, all the Taoist cultivators who were enthroned by the Dao Court will send at least one foundation-building monk to Nanyue City to assist in the war, sank the corpse mines, and wipe out the corpse kings.
After the event is completed, reward it according to the merits.
If there is a disrespectful order, the family or sect will be reduced to one rank, and there will be no promotion for a hundred years...
As soon as the order was issued, the forces from all sides were in agitation and the monks walked around in panic.
The momentum of mountain rain converges in Nanyue City...
On the shelf of Tianshu Pavilion.
The old man was alone, with deep eyes, looking up at the sky, and after a long time, he murmured in a low voice:
"Are you a foolish Taoist..."
There was a hint of surprise in his eyes.
"I can actually accumulate evil in Taoism, and it will take less than a hundred years... I am another big devil..."
"But... Is it so easy to keep in mind?"
"Is it the problem of the demonic Taoist, or is it the Heavenly Dao... there is a problem..."
The old man looked at the sky silently.
But the wind and clouds are surging in the sky, and in the blue sky and white sun, there is no mystery hidden. Under the scorching sun, there is no sign of it.
The old man''s brows frowned even tighter.
…
The outside world is changing, and forces from all sides are surging undercurrents.
Inside the corpse mine, it is as always.
At night, Zhang Quan was still shaking the bell to refine the corpse, Lu Chengyun was still drawing the formation, and the ink painting was the same, covering the formation of Lu Chengyun.
In the bronze coffin, the corpse energy is stronger and the majesty is heavier.
But the triple control in its body has gradually deepened...
Until three days later, the Corpse King is about to be refined.
Inside the Altar of Ten Thousand Corpse, Zhang Quanyin couldn''t help but feel proud, and then he laughed wildly:
"The Corpse King wakes up soon and is under my control! The entire Xiaohuang Prefecture Realm has floating corpses everywhere, becoming the veritable Xiaohuang Prefecture Realm, and I, Zhang Quan, will become the corpse ancestor in this state!"
"Brother Lu, Lu Chengyun!"
"I will let you know that the real short-sighted person is you!"
Zhang Quan finished laughing and left.
After Zhang Quan left, Lu Chengyun appeared.
He calmly strengthened the Lingshu evil formation, then looked at the place where Zhang Quan left, and sneered:
"Play tricks under my nose? Seeking death!"
Lu Chengyun finished sneering and left.
The last thing that showed his head was the ink painting with big eyes flashing.
He opened the coffin with a familiarity, drew the formation, and used the serious spiritual pivot formation to suppress Lu Chengyun''s evil formation and strengthened his control over the corpse king.
After finishing the painting, Mo Hua''s little face showed a smirk and said:
"Look at who will listen to this big rice dumpling after you make it!"
After carefully painting the formation, Mo Hua carefully sealed the coffin and tiptoed away from the altar of the ten thousand corpses.
After leaving the altar, Mo Hua thought about it and handed a note to the younger brother and sister with the little tiger.
The note reads:
"Three days later, on July 15th, the corpse king is refined and the corpse formation opens."
Ink painting stuffed the paper stickers on the little tiger.
The little tiger crawled up with a "huff" sound.
But Mo Hua felt a little worried.
There are so many zombies in the corpse mine. I wonder how many people have been mobilized by my junior brother, my junior sister, and Sister Situ.
If there is not enough staff, it will be troublesome.
You can’t control Lu Chengyun, you can’t subdue zombies, or you can’t suppress corpse mines. Once you riot, the consequences will be unimaginable.
However, when Mo Hua thought about it, he felt that human hands were simply impossible.
His current strength is no match for Lu Chengyun at all.
He could not imagine where else could he summon monks from...
"Forget it, don''t care..."
Mo Hua sighed in her heart.
What you can do has been done.
The rest of things, I am a small Qi-refining cultivator, and I can do nothing at all.
You can only do your best and leave it to fate.
The most important thing now is to find a way to get out.
Ink painting was planned early:
"As long as someone attacks the corpse mine and the two sides fight, the situation will be in chaos, and you will find a way to escape!"
At that time, when the enemy was facing, Lu Chengyun had no time to care about him and would definitely not care about him.
You hide yourself and remove his formation and you will be able to escape smoothly.
As for the visualization picture...
The visualization picture is indeed a good thing, and I have always been thinking about Zhang Quan’s ancestor in the picture.
But life is still important, you can’t take any risks just because of a visualization picture.
In this mine, there are so many zombies, and dozens of iron corpses in the formation of ten thousand corpses. Zhang Quan is eyeing him, and Lu Chengyun is also insincere about him...
In the face of many crises, it is better to be more timid.
Mo Hua nodded.
After getting out, let’s make a long-term plan…
Slide out first, then find someone to help, and once you have a backer, sneak back and secretly control the corpse king to see if you can take the opportunity to "silence" Lu Chengyun.
He thought about it again, and felt that there was nothing wrong with it, so he felt relieved.
But what Mo Hua didn''t expect was that something unexpected happened.
And this accident happened unexpectedly...
The next day, he still hid behind the altar.
Zhang Quan was still shaking the bell to control the corpse.
Just after shaking the bell, Zhang Quan spit out a mouthful of blood. His originally pale face turned pale in an instant, but he was still laughing and chanting:
"It''s done! It''s done!"
I don’t understand ink painting very well.
"What happened? Zhang Quan was so happy?"
Next, Zhang Quan walked directly to the altar and suddenly uncovered the yellow cloth!
Mo Hua was shocked and looked closely and found that the body was indeed covered by the yellow cloth.
The corpse is ferocious and has a mean face, very similar to the face on the mural.
It is indeed the ancestor of the Lu family, "Lu Pixi".
Its eyes were bulging and bloodshot, which was ugly, but its chest was peeled out with a big hole, without a heart vein.
Ink painting feels slightly in his heart.
I guessed correctly before.
They are indeed refining the ancestor of the Lu family into a corpse king!
The bronze coffin refining corpses is used to refine the heart veins, the golden altar sacrifices corpses, and the corpse is used to refine the corpse.
Zhang Quan bowed:
"Senior Lu, that guy Lu Chengyun lied to you and harmed you. He asked zombies to mine and let you be the ''foreman'' of these coolies."
"This is insulting you!"
"But I am different. I will make you the commander of ten thousand corpses, the corpse king of this small wasteland state, make the monks in the world frightened, and make your reputation famous for a hundred years!"
…
Zhang Quan made a generous speech ambitiously.
But Mo Hua frowned, "What''s going on?"
Didn’t it mean that the corpse king will be refined three days later?
What does Zhang Quan mean now?
Open the coffin in advance?
Mo Hua secretly glanced at Lu Chengyun hidden behind the altar again, and found that he looked a little excited, but not surprised.
It seems that he also knows that today is the day when the corpse king is refined.
Ink painting was dumbfounded.
If you don’t know if you have the same answer?
On July 15th, the corpse king opened the coffin.
This is the unified approach of Zhang Quan and Lu Chengyun.
The two of them conspired and said the same thing.
Ink paintings are eavesdropping, and this is how they listen to them.
But unexpectedly, Zhang Quan lied to Lu Chengyun, but Lu Chengyun knew it well and did not expose it, so the only one who was deceived was the eavesdropping Mo Hua.
The ink painting is a little speechless and helpless:
Who makes me a layman in corpse refining? A layman is easily deceived by insiders.
On the other side, Zhang Quan had already opened the coffin and opened the bronze coffin, solemnly picked up a dark, green, blue veins and dense array patterns in the coffin, and respectfully stuffed it into the altar. The body of the Lu ancestor was taken out of his heart.
Senran''s heart veins trembled strangely.
A dull sound.
After that, the **** thread was cured, like needles and threads, knitting by itself, and was closely sewn with the body.
The heart beats even louder.
It’s obviously not loud, but it makes the ink painting feel suffocating.
Mo Hua quickly covered her ears.
But this voice seemed to sound in my heart, with a terrifying majesty that would make the dead surrender.
At the same time, Zhang Quan bowed his head and bowed, muttering to himself.
This is a corpse spell.
Dull and gloomy, unlike human voice.
The ink paintings were not understood at all, but the sound of the curse was heard, and the chest was tight and the patient was vomiting.
The ink painting struggled to support it. I don’t know how long it took, but the sound of chanting mantras and hearts disappeared at the same time, and there was a dead silence in the altar.
Zhang Quan suddenly looked crazy.
And the ancestor of the Lu family on the altar suddenly opened his eyes!
Lu Chengyun, who was hiding in the dark, smiled gloomyly and looked cold.
?It’s the last day of the month. In order not to break your promise, I will add another chapter today~
But it will be a little late.
??I’m really sorry for writing it slowly recently.
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(This chapter ends)