The quiet Huanyin Sect has often come in and out recently. Although we have the identity of a guest official, we are outsiders after all, so we don’t have to ask much.

I sat on a stone playing with the fragments, and Mu Qing's voice sounded, "Senior Jie!"

Since we stayed, Mu Qing often came to me. Being called a senior always made me feel like I was in the seventies and eighties, but after saying it a few times, he still insisted, and I was too lazy to care anymore, and I got used to it as I listened.

Mu Qing looked excited and I joked, "You always come to me, but those who don't know think you are interested in me!"

"Ah? This..." Mu Qing was a little old-fashioned, and she blushed when I said this.

I laughed and felt that I like to bully children more and more now. I must have been led by Qi Tianchuan and Wang Zheng, two old men, so I said seriously, "You have something to do with me?"

"Yes, yes." Mu Qing's face returned to normal and said, "The master told other sects about the evil cultivation. After many investigations, he found that several remote villages were slaughtered. Some of the deaths were similar to those we found, and some were different. So the sect masters came here to discuss, and the master asked me to invite you."

It turns out that there are many people and great power. I released a small paper crane to tell Qi Tianchuan about this. Under Mu Qing's leadership, I arrived at the hall again. The difference from before was that there were many cushions in the hall today.

As soon as I entered the door, I received a lot of attention. I have become accustomed to being treated like this these days in the agency. I sat in my own position as if nothing had happened.

These people first whined and then got to the point. With Bayin waved her hand, a scroll was unfolded in the middle of the hall, with nothing on it.

A Taoist priest-like man reached out and the picture began to appear on the scroll, which was a bit similar to a projector.

The picture shows a village backing the mountain. The villagers fell to the ground in a row with terror on their faces, but the strange thing is that there is no blood on their bodies. Then the picture changes, and groups of living corpses gradually approach. Several sword lights flashed and turned into broken limbs on the ground.

There are six pictures in total, basically the same is true.

After watching the audience, they all looked solemn. The Taoist priest said, "Two places in the villages that were slaughtered were found in the West. According to my experience, those who lost their blood should be killed by demon cultivators, but the corpses that can move are unknown for some reason."

According to the books I have read here, there were no magic cultivators at this time. The human race diligently gathered their energy into their bodies and gradually improved their Taoist practice.

The demon cultivator is different. The so-called demon cultivator is the name of all non-human things after they have generated wisdom.

As a demon cultivator, the fastest way to improve his Taoist practice is to devour, devour similar people or human races. Some demon cultivators with higher Taoist practices think that eating meat is a big hit, so they only suck blood.

In addition to demon cultivators, there are also ghost cultivators, and the ghost cultivators here are different from the ghost cultivators we recognize.

In my understanding, ghosts cannot travel at will during the day. Even Bai Qi's kind only appears at night, because the sunlight during the day belongs to the highest yang and they cannot bear it. However, the ghost cultivators here have achieved great power and can travel in the sun after being subjected to thunder of disasters and thunder, without fear of the sun.

As the people were talking, they suddenly became quiet. Qi Tianchuan next to me sneered. When I looked up, I found that my eyes were all on us.

Bayin pointed at us and said, "Why those corpses can move, these two may answer."

To be honest, Qi Tianchuan's temper is still very stubborn. Although he promised to stay, he just wanted to save trouble and had no good expressions towards the disciples of the Huanyin Sect, so the explanation of this matter naturally fell on me.

The picture of the scroll happened to be frozen in the living zombies. I came to the scroll and organized a language and said, "After a person dies, there will be souls. Ghost cultivators practice in the form of souls. The soul will disappear for a long time without a place to hide. After dissipation, a thing called yin energy will be produced."

As soon as I said this, I heard a rumbling sound. After the rumbling sound became weaker, I continued, "Yin Qi is no different from spiritual Qi in essence, especially for corpses and other yin objects. Of course, if there is a special method, it can also be used."

"presumptuous!"

The Taoist priest from the Sanqing Sect shouted, "Using spiritual energy to practice is the right way. Don't talk nonsense about the Yin energy here!"

Perhaps influenced by the Battle of the Gods, the current practice system is very simple and not as rich as recorded in later books on Yin and Yang. I am too lazy to defend this Taoist priest's words.

Then he said, "The reason why these corpses can still act is because they are unwilling to accept their feelings when they die. The unwillingness after death turns into resentment and remains in the corpses. When they meet a living person, they are affected by the yang energy of the living person, which arouses the murderous intent in the resentment so that they can act. They are called living corpses. The corpses affected by resentment will be mutated and toxic. If they are injured, they will become like that soon."

My words were really hard to accept for the practitioners at this time, so I didn’t even have any discussion at this time, and the entire hall was quiet.

After a long time, the Taoist priest said, "You are so clear about this matter, can you do this kind of trick?"

The voice of Bayin rang coldly, "Sect Master of the Three Purposes Be careful!"

The Fantasy Sect thought it was quite powerful. As soon as Bayin said this, the Taoist priest dared not say anything else. Some people from the sect wanted to ask, but there was a sudden commotion outside the hall.

Mu Qing hurried in and saluted, "Report to Master, a disciple of the Sanqing Sect outside suddenly went crazy and had injured many people."

I glanced at Qi Tianchuan, and he looked out of the hall, meaning that this was a chance to come to the door, and then he fell down. This was the rhythm of sleeping.

Mu Qing also looked at me with a look. It seemed that it was probably related to corpse poison. I lifted up my robe and ran out.

Sure enough, the disciple's skin was blue, his sharp nails were green, and his eyes were only white. He was grabbing a person and biting his neck, and there were still many people lying around him.

I took out a stack of Yin-Driving Talismans and handed it to Mu Qing who followed me, and said, "Input the spiritual power into it and then stick it to the eyebrows of those people."

Mu Qing hurriedly did as he did, and I took out the thunder-striking wooden sword, stabbed the zombie with one sword, and chopped it down with one arm.

"Roar~~"

The zombie roared in pain and waved the remaining arm towards me.

I took the Gang Step to avoid its claws. The appearance of the zombie just proved what I said just now. I replaced the Heavenly Thunder Talisman in my hand with a talisman and stuck it on its back. The zombie could only make a "hoho" sound.
Chapter completed!