Chapter 220 Zombie Exchange Technique

As soon as the royal zombie, who was killing everyone, stepped on it, the Soul-Catching Fire Cloud Chain was like touching a switch. It wrapped around him in an instant and tied him up tightly from head to toe.

The Soul-Hooking Fire Cloud Chain that almost sickened Yan Xu to death did not let down his efforts. No matter how the royal zombies struggled, the chain did not move at all, not even bothering to make a squeak, obviously doing it with ease.

This thing has too strong an inhibitory effect on creatures like zombies. After all, the genuine Fire Cloud Chain can seal up Gu Chen, who has transformed himself into an undead corpse. Although this is a pirated version, the royal zombie is not the corpse Gu Chen, so naturally he can't break free. It's just that the side effects are a bit serious, and the more you use it, the more disgusting it becomes.

He could still bear it before, but now that he was seriously injured, he couldn't bear it at all. A mouthful of blood spurted out of his throat, just like drinking coffee mixed with tomato juice. At the same time, Yan Xu now knew why the blood spurted out, because of the accumulated internal bleeding.

"Quickly seal it into the golden-horned bronze coffin!" Seeing Yan Xu spitting out black blood, Simu became anxious. But if Yan Xu stopped now, no one could cure the royal zombie. So they could only pick up the royal zombie as quickly as possible and throw it back into the golden-horned bronze coffin to seal it again.

Fortunately, they were all professionals. Not only did they bring enough magical instruments, but Simu also drew talismans on the coffin and Ikkyu wrote Buddhist scriptures. Only then did they barely complete the seal.

Yan Xu, who had been holding on until now, fainted on the spot as soon as he relaxed, becoming a fish at the mercy of others.

In fact, this is because Yan Xu knows the character of these three people. If it were someone else, he would rather get into trouble and return to the relatively safe modern world to receive treatment.

The three of them, together with several apprentices, worked for a while before they finally brought the golden-horned bronze coffin and Yan Xu back. The bodies of those killed by zombies also needed to be dealt with in a timely manner, so they had no time to rest. They were busy with various things while treating Yan Xu.

Fortunately, although Yan Xu looked miserable, his heartbeat was very healthy. In addition, Simu and Master Ikkyu's medical skills were quite good, and they managed to stabilize his injuries. All he had to do was recuperate.

Leaning on the bed, the thinner Yan Xu was quietly reading the Spring and Autumn Annals. The weaver girl was on the windowsill chasing away mosquitoes. The two-tailed fox demon named Bai Yun curled up beside him, enjoying his touch. It seemed that they were living a peaceful life.

With a crackling sound, a flash of lightning flashed between Yan Xu's five fingers and Bai Yun's fur. The fox demon's fur stood on end and it shivered with a whimper. Its watery eyes became more and more blurred, and its tongue was sticking out of its mouth without it realizing it. The skin under the fur also turned pink, looking a little indecent.

Yan Xu didn't care about the fox demon's occasional twitching reaction. He combed Bai Yun's frizzy hair again and continued reading and playing with the fox.

This was discovered by Yan Xu afterwards. For some reason, he was easily prone to static electricity. At first he thought it was the residual current after being struck by lightning, so he asked Jiale to get a copper wire, bury it in the soil, and wrap it around his hand.

Later, Yan Xu discovered that it was not the case. He seemed to have a slight ability to generate electricity.

He was very interested in this. After all, a group of crazy people who played with electric current were unreasonably strong, and he undoubtedly had the foundation to become a god of magnetic field.

But Yan Xu had no idea about this. It happened that Uncle Jiu came over after receiving the message from the four-eyed paper crane. After checking Yan Xu's body, his expression was very complicated.

Because Yan Xu could be said to have saved Qianhe and Simu, Uncle Jiu did not hide the fact that the most suitable martial arts for him now, apart from the Five Thunders Method, was Maoshan's Lightning Thunder Fist.

There is no hope for the Five Thunders Method, but as for the Lightning Thunder Fist, Uncle Jiu looked up at the golden-horned bronze coffin outside and thought he could give it a try.

In the process of subduing the royal zombie, Simu, Chizuru, and Master Ikkyu naturally also made contributions, but their lives were saved by Yan Xu, so the right to deal with this zombie is in his hands.

After Yan Xu nodded in agreement, Uncle Jiu, Simu, Qianhe and the other two brothers escorted the royal zombie to Maoshan to negotiate with the headmaster to see if they could exchange this extremely rare royal zombie for the Lightning Thunder Fist. You have to know that the martial arts is the foundation of the sect, and it will never be leaked easily, especially the Lightning Thunder Fist, a martial arts at the level of protecting the sect.

But the royal zombies are not bad either. They are rare zombies that contain a thin layer of dragon energy. After being struck by lightning, they sucked the blood of warriors and relatives and have become spirits. If they are cultivated with the secret techniques of Maoshan, they are very likely to evolve into flying zombies and become the true foundation of the sect.

You must know that as the spiritual energy of heaven and earth gradually fades, orthodox practice will inevitably decline, but the zombies born from the turbid energy of heaven and earth will not be greatly affected.

Moreover, the longer the zombie exists, the more powerful it becomes. In addition, it will not weaken as the spiritual energy fades. Theoretically, as long as this zombie exists, Maoshan will be invincible, and its influence will be great enough to last for a thousand years.

So even though the conditions were harsh and violated the sect's rules, they were not beyond negotiation.

But who would be willing to pay for something when they can get it for free, not to mention that the three of Uncle Jiu are Maoshan disciples, and the royal zombies have also been transported to the mountain. As long as they change their name, the things will belong to Maoshan.

It is conceivable what kind of pressure Uncle Jiu and the other two were under. If they were not careful, they might become traitors to Maoshan. Even if the punishment was lighter, they might be punished to reflect on their mistakes in seclusion on the mountain. As for the royal zombies, they were naturally confiscated.

With the strenuous efforts of Uncle Jiu and the other two, more and more elders expressed their support, even though the headmaster did not speak out.

Of course, there are also those who want to resort to some tricks. After all, in the eyes of the elders, Uncle Jiu and the other three are just ignorant children. If they don't listen, they can just be beaten up. There is no reason not to stand by their own family.

This shows the importance of having a backer, with Guandi and Mazu backing him up behind the scenes. Not to mention the Maoshan headmaster and elders who haven't ascended to heaven yet, even if the founder of Maoshan came down to earth, he would have to give enough face to these two great gods.

Yan Xu is not these two great gods, but the Maoshan masters are not his ancestors either.

So finally after consulting the Grand Master, the Head Master made the final decision and gave it to him.

In fact, as the head sect master, he saw very clearly that the value of the martial arts would only get lower and lower in the future. It would definitely not be a loss to exchange it for a royal zombie that could serve as the foundation for the future, and he could even make a lot of money.

The reason is very simple. Maoshan has never lacked powerful skills or talented people, but no one has been able to master the most advanced skills for hundreds of years. Not to mention achieving enlightenment, even if you get started, you will make no progress at all and ultimately waste your life.

It’s not that there’s something wrong with the technique, nor that those people aren’t talented enough, or even that their realm isn’t high enough, but rather that the environment doesn’t allow it.

The problem is that the shrinking fish ponds cannot raise big fish at all.

The head of Maoshan even pessimistically thought that perhaps in a hundred years, these skills that could have caused rivers of blood to flow throughout the world would not be able to be given away.

It's just that he is the headmaster and cannot have the final say, so someone has to endorse him, and the founder is undoubtedly the best candidate.

(End of this chapter)