Chapter 436 Corpse Refining

Situ Fang didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Who taught you this?"

"Elder Yu!"

"Elder Yu from the Demon Hunting Company in Tongxian City?"

"Yeah. Mo Hua nodded.

Situ Fang sighed and agreed:

"Elder Yu is right. In the future, you should listen to Elder Yu more and don't listen to your Uncle Zhang."

Mo Hua nodded on the surface, but cursed in his heart:

"That's because you haven't heard Elder Yu curse, otherwise you wouldn't have said that..."

Situ Fang had not had much contact with Elder Yu, so he didn't know what kind of elder he was.

She probably thought that Elder Yu was the kind of senior with high moral character and "kind and approachable" words...

Mo Hua shook his head inwardly and said again:

"Just burn the zombies. Zhang Quan has done many evil things. There will definitely be other clues. Just keep looking for them."

"But this is not a bad thing," Mo Hua changed his mind and said:

"At least now I know that the boss's butt is crooked. I'll be more careful next time."

"Um."

Situ Fang nodded and felt better.

She had a busy day yesterday and was very tired. She only rested for an hour and slacked off a little. The boss secretly tried to make everything go up in flames, and all her work was in vain...

Situ Fang felt anxious, blamed herself, and felt guilty about the ink painting.

But she didn't expect that Mo Hua didn't mind and instead comforted her.

What a good boy...

Situ Fang solemnly said:

"I neglected my duty this time. I owe you a favor. If you need any help next time, just let me know."

Mo Hua smiled and said: "Okay!"

After coaxing Situ Fang away, Bai Zisheng and Bai Zixi emerged. They had been eavesdropping just now.

Bai Zisheng asked:

"We left a few zombies, do you want to tell Sister Situ?"

"Let's not talk about it for now."

"Why? She is with us, right?" Bai Zisheng was puzzled.

Mo Hua thought about Situ Fang:

"Just let Sister Situ help with the aftermath. After all, she is just cultivating Qi. Zhang Quan is a foundation builder and a corpse cultivator. If you attack head-on, Sister Situ is very dangerous.

Bai Zisheng thought for a while and said, "That's right."

Bai Zixi also nodded.

The three of them did not expect that the three of them were still just refining Qi...

The zombie thing is over for now.

Daotingsi destroyed the corpse and wiped out the traces. Without clues, there was no progress and it was impossible to trace.

It seemed like a big deal, but on the surface, it was nothing.

But no one knew that Mo Hua also secretly hid a few zombies, and no one knew what Mo Hua was hiding the zombies for...

In the small wing.

There are two coffins in front of the ink painting.

Among the coffins, there were several zombies stolen by Mo Hua.

The surroundings were filled with formations painted in ink.

There are sound-isolating arrays, air-sealing arrays, solid earth arrays, earth-fire arrays, earth prison arrays, and wood-binding arrays...

Bai Zisheng looked around and couldn't help but ask:

"Isn't the formation a bit too much..."

Mo Hua's little face said seriously: "When a lion fights a rabbit, he also uses all his strength. You must do things carefully and there can't be any mistakes..."

Bai Zisheng looked at the formations around him again and was speechless.

You are too "thorough"...

The painting is like a silk hole...

The ink painting now has twelve lines of spiritual consciousness, and the level of the formation far exceeds the first level.

These first-grade formations were drawn casually, as if they were free of charge. They were layered layer by layer, and I drew a lot of them...

Bai Zisheng felt that ink painting was simply because his hands were itchy, so he wanted to draw formations for fun.

There are still some unfinished ideas in the ink painting.

He checked the formations again and found that there were still blank spaces around, so he added a few more formations in the blank corners, filling the entire wing.

It looks comfortable now...

Mo Hua nodded, and then began to "open the coffin and conduct an autopsy."

Bai Zisheng opened the coffin, and there were several zombies lying upright inside, without any movement at all.

Mo Hua didn't know much about the habits of zombies, so he asked Bai Zixi:

"Sister, can't this zombie move?"

Bai Zixi said: "There are many types of zombies, some are natural transformations, and some are artificially refined..."

"Grudges accumulate, yin energy gathers, and filthy energy soaks into the body. Over time, the body will naturally transform into a corpse.

"Zombies that naturally transform into zombies are vicious and greedy for flesh and blood. They will always kill people, eat people, and even other living creatures."

"Man-made zombies will be weaker and need to be controlled by monks with evil weapons. If no one controls them, most of them will sleep in the coffin, accumulating corpse energy, and at most they will have some small instinctive movements..."

"But if the artificially refined zombies get out of control, they will be the same as the zombies that transform naturally. They will be attracted by blood and kill and eat people..."

"Oh." Mo Hua nodded repeatedly, pointed to the coffin and asked:

"Then these bodies are not out of control, right?"

"Out of control." Bai Zixi said.

Mo Hua was startled, "They are out of control?"

Bai Zixi nodded and said: "They lost control, but these low-level zombies are too weak and have exhausted their corpse energy. Even if they lose control, they can't move unless..."

"Unless you feed them blood?" Mo Hua said.

"Well, anything with blood will do."

"What about after feeding?"

Bai Zixi's eyes flashed slightly, "They will come back to life on their own and keep looking for flesh and blood to eat..."

Mo Hua frowned, "It's still very dangerous..."

Then he remembered something and asked weakly:

"Then if you are bitten by a zombie, will you turn into a zombie?"

"It's possible."

"Why is it possible?"

Bai Zixi said: "Zombies carry corpse poison."

Mo Hua frowned, "Corpse poison?"

Bai Zixi raised his small index finger and explained:

"The so-called poison is essentially 'corpse qi', which is similar to spiritual energy, but has an evil nature."

Bai Zixi looked at Mo Hua and said: "This kind of corpse qi, forming corpse poison, will pollute the blood of ordinary monks and turn them into corpses."

"If the corpse poison is small or weak, it will only change a little."

"Once the corpse poison is too strong or invades the heart, the monk will become a zombie."

Then she reminded Mo Hua, "You can't be bitten by zombies, you are weak, your blood is weak, and if you are poisoned by corpses, your injuries will be more serious."

"Yeah."

Mo Hua nodded repeatedly.

Then he thought about it in his heart, and thought about a way to restrain the zombies and prevent himself from being bitten by zombies, so as not to encounter danger and be in a hurry.

But there is no rush for this.

"How do people refine corpses?" Mo Hua thought for a moment and asked again.

"It requires blood, filth, some strange herbs, and a coffin for refining corpses, or a coffin for raising corpses."

"I have never tried it, so I don't know."

Bai Zixi said in a clear voice.

Generally, disciples of aristocratic families are not allowed to come into contact with the knowledge of evil ways and demons, so as to avoid evil thoughts and bad character.

It is not until they grow older and want to travel or study outside that the elders in the family will tell them some evil methods and let them be careful to avoid being tricked by evil demons and dying without a burial place.

The Bai family should not teach this knowledge.

Bai Zixi knows this because he is probably too good at his studies, has rich knowledge of cultivation, and has too wide a range of knowledge.

Mo Hua looked at Bai Zixi as if she was looking at an elegant and exquisite "encyclopedia of cultivation", and couldn't help but praise her with admiration:

"Little sister, you know so much!"

Bai Zixi's expression was still indifferent, only her pair of crystal eyes showed a little pride.

Bai Zisheng curled his lips, "Flatterer."

"Then do you know?"

"I... don't know..."

Bai Zisheng stammered.

Zixi is talented, has a good memory, practices seriously, and has extensive knowledge.

In terms of cultivation knowledge, he is indeed not as good as Zixi.

Mo Hua patted Bai Zisheng on the shoulder and nodded and praised:

"It is important for people to know themselves..."

Bai Zisheng took a long time to come back to his senses, and couldn't help scratching Mo Hua's little head.

Knowing the principle of corpse refining, Mo Hua began to study the formation.

First is the coffin.

This kind of coffin is called a corpse refining coffin, also called a corpse raising coffin.

It combines corpse refining, corpse hiding, and corpse raising in one, and is considered a kind of evil spiritual tool.

Every zombie has a coffin.

Different levels have different coffin qualities.

Zombies are divided into walking corpses, iron corpses, copper corpses, gold corpses, etc., and the corresponding coffins are made of wood, iron, copper, and gold.

The coffin of the same grade is used for the corpse of the same grade.

Mo Hua couldn't help but complain in his heart.

When people are alive, they are divided into upper and lower levels. After death, they become corpses, and the coffins are also divided into gold, silver, copper, and iron.

It's really picky.

Zhang Quan runs a funeral shop.

These coffins should all be made by him.

But the formation on the coffin was definitely not drawn by him.

Zhang Quan is not a formation master, and he doesn't have this ability at all.

Mo Hua studied the formation on the coffin and frowned.

The formation on the coffin is not a perfect formation, but a general earth-based evil formation.

The core of the formation is an earth formation, but the form is evil. The ink is human blood, bone powder, and some unknown foul things.

The medium of the formation is the bone fragments embedded in the coffin.

The center of the formation is a rotten heart, which seems to have been refined or pickled. The blood, foul air and spiritual energy are mixed in it, providing the power for the corpse refining formation.

This formation looks bloody and terrifying, but the internal formation principle is a bit crude.

Mo Hua doesn't like it very much.

What really concerns Mo Hua is the formation at the heart of the zombie.

If he is right, this formation is a real absolute formation.

Mo Hua shouted: "Little Senior Brother."

Bai Zisheng nodded, then frowned, endured the nausea, took out the dagger, and cut open the skin of the zombie's chest bit by bit, revealing the formation that was melted into the flesh and blood.

Mo Hua watched and wrote on paper.

At the same time, he released his spiritual consciousness, made calculations, and deduced the array patterns.

This process was slow and prone to errors.

Once an error occurred, he had to start over.

Mo Hua spent a whole day studying several corpses and comparing them with each other before trying to restore a complete array.

Mo Hua looked at the array on the paper with a solemn expression.

This array really contained twelve array patterns.

It was a true first-grade twelve-pattern array!

But he didn't dare to learn it, because this twelve-pattern array was very likely an evil array used by the demons to refine corpses...

He couldn't learn it and refine corpses...