Chapter 495 Refining

Without further ado, everyone immediately sent a message to report the "evil" incident.

One stone stirred up thousands of waves, not only some families and sects were shocked, but even the Taoist court was shocked.

In Tianshu Pavilion.

Mr. Ge looked at the planetarium and deduced in his mind, then nodded slowly and said:

"It's a sign of evil..."

He took out a jade slip, made a few marks, and then ordered a disciple:

"To the Taoist Army."

The disciple took it respectfully and sealed it in a sealed box. Not daring to delay, he immediately passed it to the Taoist Military Department.

The Taoist Military Department made an emergency decision and then issued an order:

From the Xiaohuang state boundary of Lizhou, as well as the nearby Heishan state boundary, Lishan state boundary, Dahuang state boundary, and the barbaric state boundary, ten foundation commanders and two thousand first-grade Taoist soldiers were dispatched to the Xiaohuang state boundary. Nanyue City, suppress the corpse mine, quell the corpse problem, and kill anyone who hinders!

The Central Taoist Court also issued an order:

Within a five-hundred-mile radius of Xiaohuang State, all monastic forces that have been canonized and designated by the Taoist Court will send at least one foundation-building monk to Nanyue City to help in the battle, level the corpse mines, and destroy the Corpse King.

After the work is accomplished, rewards will be given based on merit.

If anyone does not respect orders, the family or sect will be demoted by one rank, and there will be no chance of promotion within a hundred years...

As soon as the order was given, all forces stirred up and the monks moved around in panic.

The force of mountain rain converges on Nanyue City...

On the high pavilion of Tianshu Pavilion.

Mr. Ge was alone, with deep eyes, looking up at the sky. After a long time, he murmured in a low voice:

"A deceitful person..."

There was a hint of surprise in his eyes.

"To be able to cultivate Dao evil within a hundred years...he is another big devil..."

"But... is Dao Ni so easy to maintain?"

"Is it a problem with the deceitful people, or is there something wrong with the way of heaven..."

Mr. Ge looked at the sky in silence.

But the sky was surging with wind and clouds, and there was no clue what mystery was hidden in the blue sky and white sun. Under the bright and scorching sun, no signs could be seen.

Elder Ge's brows furrowed even more tightly.

…

The situation outside is changing, and there are undercurrents from all sides.

Inside the corpse mine, it was just the same as before.

At night, Zhang Quan was still ringing the bell and refining the corpse, and Lu Chengyun was still drawing formations. The same was true for the ink paintings, overwriting Lu Chengyun's formations.

In the bronze coffin, the corpse's aura is stronger and its majesty is greater.

But within its body, the three levels of control are gradually deepening...

Until three days later, the Corpse King will be ready.

Inside the Ten Thousand Corpses Altar, Zhang Quanyin couldn't help but feel proud, and then he laughed wildly and said:

"The Corpse King will wake up soon and come under my control! The entire Xiaohuang State is full of floating corpses, becoming a veritable Xiaohuang 'Corpse' World, and I, Zhang Quan, will become the ancestor of the corpse path 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 strengthened the Lingshu Evil Formation with a calm expression, then looked at the place where Zhang Quan left, and sneered:

"Playing tricks under my nose? Looking for death!"

Lu Chengyun sneered and left.

The last thing that emerged was the ink painting with big eyes flickering.

He opened coffins, drew formations with ease, and used the formal spiritual pivot formation to suppress Lu Chengyun's evil formation and strengthen his control over the Corpse King.

After finishing the painting, Mo Hua showed a wicked smile on his little face and said cheerfully:

"Let's see who will listen to this big rice dumpling!"

Mo Hua carefully finished drawing the formation, carefully sealed the coffin, and tiptoed away from the Ten Thousand Corpses Altar.

After leaving the altar, Mo Hua thought for a while, and then used the little tiger to pass a note to the younger senior brother and younger sister.

The note read:

"Three days later, on the fifteenth day of the seventh month, the Corpse King will be refined and the Ten Thousand Corpses Formation will be opened."

Mo Hua stuffed the note into the little tiger.

The little tiger got the order and climbed up with a huff and a huff.

Mo Hua felt a little worried.

There are so many zombies in the corpse mine. I don’t know how many people the younger senior brother, younger sister, and sister Situ have mobilized.

If there are not enough people, it will be troublesome.

Lu Chengyun could not be controlled, the zombies could not be suppressed, and the corpse mine could not be suppressed. Once there was a riot, the consequences would be disastrous.

However, Mo Hua thought about it and felt that it was simply impossible to do it with human hands.

The current strength is no match for Lu Chengyun.

He couldn't think of where else to summon the monks...

"Forget it, never mind..."

Mo Hua sighed inwardly.

What I can do has been done.

For the rest, I, a little Qi-refining monk, can't do anything about it.

We can only do our best and obey fate.

The most important thing now is to find a way to escape.

Mo Hua had already planned:

"As long as someone breaks into the corpse mine and the two sides fight, and the situation becomes chaotic, I will find a way to escape!"

At that time, with a formidable enemy in front of him, Lu Chengyun had no time to care about anything else, so he definitely wouldn't care about himself.

By hiding himself and dismantling his formation, he can escape smoothly.

As for the visualization…

Let's see if there is a chance. If there is no chance, forget it.

The visualization picture is indeed a good thing, and I have always been thinking about Zhang Quan’s ancestor in the picture.

But my life is still important, and I can't take any more risks just because of a visualization picture.

There are so many zombies in this mine, and there are dozens of iron corpses in the array of thousands of corpses. Zhang Quan is eyeing him covetously, and Lu Chengyun also has ill intentions towards him...

In times of crisis, it is better to be cowardly.

Mo Hua nodded.

After escaping, we can make a long-term plan...

Slip out first, then find someone to help, and then sneak back with a backer, secretly control the corpse king, and see if he can take the opportunity to "sneak" Lu Chengyun.

He thought about it again, and felt that there was nothing wrong, so he was relieved.

But what Mo Hua didn't expect was that something unexpected happened.

And this accident came unexpectedly...

The next day, he was still hiding behind the altar.

Zhang Quan was still ringing the bell to control the corpse.

But after ringing the bell, Zhang Quan spit out a large mouthful of blood, and his originally pale face turned pale in an instant, but he was still laughing, chanting:

"It's done! It's done!"

Mo Hua didn't quite understand.

"What's done? Zhang Quan is so happy?"

Then Zhang Quan walked directly to the front of the altar and suddenly lifted the yellow cloth!

Mo Hua was startled, and when he looked closely, he found that there was indeed a corpse under the yellow cloth.

The corpse was hideous and had a mean face, which was very similar to the face on the mural.

It was indeed the ancestor of the Lu family, "Lu Peeling".

Its eyes were bulging outwards, bloodshot, and ugly, and a big hole was peeled out of its chest, with no heart veins inside.

Mo Hua's heart trembled slightly.

His previous guess was correct.

They were indeed refining the ancestor of the Lu family into a corpse king!

The bronze coffin refines the corpse, refining the heart veins, and the golden altar sacrifices the corpse, sacrificing the corpse body.

Zhang Quan bowed and said:

"Senior Lu, Lu Chengyun deceived you and harmed you, letting the zombies dig and making you the 'foreman' of these coolies."

"This is insulting you!"

"But I am different, I will make you the leader of ten thousand corpses, the corpse king of this small wasteland state, let the cultivators of the world be terrified, and let your reputation be prominent for a hundred years!"

...

Zhang Quan spoke ambitiously.

Mo Hua frowned, "What's going on?"

Didn't they say that the corpse king would be refined in three days?

What does Zhang Quan mean now?

Open the coffin in advance?

Mo Hua secretly glanced at Lu Chengyun hiding behind the altar and found that he was also a little excited, but not surprised.

It seemed that he also knew that today was the day when the Corpse King would be refined.

Mo Hua was dumbfounded.

So he didn't know?

On July 15, the Corpse King opened the coffin.

This was the same statement made by Zhang Quan and Lu Chengyun before.

They both said so when they conspired.

Mo Hua also heard this when he eavesdropped.

But he didn't expect that Zhang Quan was deceiving Lu Chengyun, but Lu Chengyun knew it well and didn't expose it, so in the end, the only one who was deceived was Mo Hua who eavesdropped.

Mo Hua was a little speechless and a little helpless:

Who made me an amateur in corpse refining? Amateurs are easily deceived by experts.

Over there, Zhang Quan had already opened the coffin and the bronze coffin, and solemnly lifted up a dark, green, blue-veined, densely patterned heart from the coffin, and respectfully stuffed it into the body of the Lu family ancestor whose heart had been taken out on the altar.

The heart pulse trembled strangely.

A dull sound.

Then blood condensed, like needles and threads, weaving itself and sewing it tightly with the body.

The heart beat louder.

Although the sound was not loud, it shook Mo Hua to feel suffocated.

Mo Hua quickly covered his ears.

But this sound seemed to sound in his heart again, with a terrifying majesty that could make the dead surrender.

At the same time, Zhang Quan bowed his head and kowtowed, muttering a spell.

This is a corpse spell.

It was dull and gloomy, not like a human voice.

Mo Hua didn't understand it at all, but the spell sounded in his ears, and he felt nauseous.

Mo Hua struggled to hold on. After an unknown amount of time, the chanting and the heartbeat disappeared at the same time, and the altar was in a dead silence.

Zhang Quan suddenly looked crazy.

The ancestor of the Lu family on the altar suddenly opened his eyes!

Lu Chengyun, who was hiding in the dark, smiled grimly, and his eyes were cold.

It's the last day of the month. In order to keep my promise, I'll add another chapter today~

But it will be a little late.

I'm really sorry that I've been writing slowly recently.