mchenry-crisis.org Chapter 7: It seems the Grandmaster has come back to life.
Chapter 7: It seems the Grandmaster has come back to life.
Zhang Daoyuan stared at the back of his martial uncle's head as he recounted what had just happened.
result.
The uncle suddenly turned around, rushed over in one stride, and grabbed him by the collar with one hand.
The chubby little boy, weighing 180 pounds, was lifted up in an instant, his face turning pale with fright.
"You burned it?"
Zhang Jingxu's voice was filled with three parts shock and seven parts anger, and his eyes, with their white beards, almost bulged out of their sockets.
The other Taoist priests suddenly turned their heads to stare at the commotion.
"What's going on? Why is my martial uncle angry?"
"I don't know what the chubby guy said, but it really made my martial uncle furious."
"I think I heard the chubby guy say something burned, but I'm not sure."
Zhang Daoyuan was startled, and shook his head so hard it was like a spinning top.
"No, no, Uncle-Master, I haven't burned it yet!"
Hearing this, Zhang Jingxu breathed a sigh of relief, gently released his hand, and the fat man patted his chest as soon as he landed.
I was really scared.
Before he could react, Zhang Jingxu asked, "That red-robed Taoist priest is probably one of our ancestors from Longhu Mountain. It's good that he wasn't burned; if he had, just wait until we get back to Longhu Mountain, I'll deal with him!"
Gulong—
Zhang Daoyuan swallowed hard, then cautiously raised his eyes while keeping his head down: "But Uncle-Master... that red-robed ancestor seems to have turned into a zombie. Aren't you going to deal with it?"
"evil Dead?"
Zhang Jingxu's expression hardened, and he immediately became serious: "Then you should quickly go back and bring the ancestor's body back to Longhu Mountain. We can handle the flying zombie situation here."
"The man in red robes is a true master of Longhu Mountain. All his corpses must be placed in the ancestral shrine and cannot be abandoned outside."
Zhang Daoyuan asked somewhat fearfully, "What if our grandmaster comes back to life?"
Zhang Jingxu glanced at him and said, "Run!"
"If your master comes back to life, you're definitely no match for him with your cultivation level. Remember to run the moment he does."
"Will my master bite me?" Zhang Daoyuan asked in confusion.
Everyone:?????
Zhang Jingxu took a deep breath and slowly said, "Zombies have no humanity. Even the real people from Longhu Mountain who have turned into zombies are the same. If you can't beat them, you have to run away."
Finally, he sighed, shook his head, and said, "Never mind, Zhang Jianyi, Zhang Jianlong... you two go with your junior brother. I'm afraid something might happen on the way, so please keep an eye on things."
"Master, but the flying zombies are the most important thing right now. We're leaving, you..."
"Yes, yes, I can manage on my own, so let your senior brothers stay with you."
Zhang Daoyuan stood up and patted his chest with the hand that held the peach wood sword.
The chubby face twitched slightly.
Zhang Jingxu looked at him, and finally shook her head, saying, "Daoyuan, do you know why your father sent you down the mountain to gain experience?"
Zhang Daoyuan nodded sheepishly: "I know. As a direct descendant of the Longhu Mountain Taoists, I should help the sect solve its problems just like my fellow disciples. I shouldn't always hide behind everyone else."
"Don't worry, Uncle-Master. I've grown up now. I'll definitely complete the mission and bring Grandmaster back. I hope you'll come back safely too. I'm counting on you to give me the mission reward."
Zhang Jingxu smiled and reached out to rub his head.
The moment he turned around, his smile vanished, replaced by a murderous look.
Holding a peach wood sword and a vermilion pen:
"The rest of you disciples, prepare yourselves. Tonight's full moon is a particularly ominous sign, the moonlight is very strong, and the Corpse King will definitely emerge. Let's join forces to eliminate him!"
"Yes, Master!"
The senior disciples secretly sneaked into the village and escorted many unsuspecting villagers out.
Zhang Daoyuan, on the other hand, took advantage of the moonlight to hurry towards the camp. He was very fast, and even though he was panting heavily, he did not stop to rest.
"We must get back before our master rises from the dead; we must complete the mission!"
"The direct line of Longhu Mountain is currently weak, so Little Fatty must work harder!"
Under the moonlight, Zhang Daoyuan ran wildly.
His cultivation level was not high, and his Taoist magic was also weak, so he traveled very slowly.
He ran while using a compass to check his location.
suddenly.
He suddenly stopped and looked around.
Looking up, his face was filled with shock and fear: "Damn it! The moonlight is so strong tonight, and with the Corpse King causing trouble, all the demons and monsters within a hundred miles are now rushing this way?"
As a direct disciple of Longhu Mountain, Zhang Daoyuan held a high status, so the compass he used was the latest compass jointly produced by the Taoist sect and the government.
With just a little spiritual energy and Taoist magic, one can detect the fluctuations in the surrounding aura.
What he saw startled him.
The compass indicated that many evil spirits were heading towards him.
"I'm doomed, I'm doomed. In the eyes of demons, the essence of a Taoist priest is more delicious than that of an ordinary cultivator, let alone a fat guy like me..."
His hand gripping the peach wood sword trembled slightly as he memorized the compass's position.
Then he touched the Xuanhuang talisman in his pocket with his other hand.
Roar--
Strange cries echoed through the surrounding mountains and forests.
A chilling aura of malevolence surged forth from the darkness.
Zhang Daoyuan swallowed hard and shouted, "I'll fight! I am a Daoist from Longhu Mountain, do you think I'm afraid of you demons?"
"Die, you Taoist priest!"
As he spoke, he grabbed a yellow talisman and threw it straight ahead.
A golden light transformed into a command arrow and shot out, followed closely by a large, fleshy body.
Under the golden light, many mountain spirits and monsters revealed their true forms.
A weasel and a green-headed ghost!
These are all demons drawn out by the aura of the Corpse King and the moonlight.
They just happened to come across such a desirable opportunity.
puff-
The weasel's eyes glowed with a brownish-green light, and it leaped and pounced on Zhang Daoyuan.
They sensed that the fat Taoist priest's cultivation level was not high, which is why they made their move.
Zhang Daoyuan turned around, grabbed the peach wood sword, and swung it at the weasel. The moment it touched the weasel, a burst of golden light shot out.
The weasel was immediately reduced to its original form.
Zhang Daoyuan shouted as he fled, "Do you really think I'm an easy target?!"
"Come on, although I'm not very strong, I have a lot of magical treasures. Come on!"
at the same time.
in the dark.
A wild ghost, its body shrouded in black smoke and only its head exposed, also noticed Zhang Daoyuan.
"Authentic Taoist priests from Longhu Mountain? They're an excellent tonic for us."
Beside him stood a yellow tiger with sparse fur and blood-red eyes.
"Hehe, let's eat him, then go see if we can get some benefits from the Corpse King."
"Let's go, you eat flesh and blood, I'll eat essence and blood, it's settled!"
A ghost and a tiger quickly followed. They were mountain spirits and wild monsters who had gained sentience, devoured humans, and reached the peak of the Dao realm.
Zhang Daoyuan was merely a Taoist priest in the early stages of the Daoist realm.
Roar--
The tiger leaped up suddenly and blocked Zhang Daoyuan's path.
The gleaming, sharp teeth made Zhang Daoyuan tremble uncontrollably, but he still forced himself to remain calm: "Hey, you fiend, think carefully. I am a Taoist priest from Longhu Mountain. If you dare to eat me, my ancestor..."
Before he could finish speaking, the tiger leaped over.
Zhang Daoyuan was startled, turned around, threw out a talisman, and ran away.
at the same time.
In the sky, Zhang Xuan, who was flying on his sword, sensed some fluctuations from the Dao talisman.
"Oh? My disciples and their descendants? Let's go take a look."