Chapter 436 Corpse Refining

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

"Elder Yu!"

"Elder Yu from the demon hunting business in Tongxian City?"

"Yes." Mo Hua nodded.

Situ Fang sighed and agreed:

"Elder Yu is right. You should listen to Elder Yu more in the future and not to your uncle Zhang."

Mo Hua nodded on the surface, but he secretly complained in his heart:

"That's because you haven't heard Elder Yu scolding people, otherwise he wouldn't say 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 a respected and "friendly" senior...

Mo Hua shook his head and said:

"Let's burn the zombies. Zhang Quan has done many evil things. There must be other clues. Let's look for them."

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

"At least now we know that the chief's butt is crooked. We should be more careful next time."

"Yeah."

Situ Fang nodded and felt better.

She was busy all day yesterday and was very tired. She only rested for an hour and slacked off a little. The chief secretly made a move and burned everything. She worked in vain...

Situ Fang was anxious, blamed herself, and felt guilty towards Mo Hua.

But she didn't expect Mo Hua to mind. Instead, he comforted her.

What a good kid...

Situ Fang said solemnly:

"I failed to do my duty this time, I owe you a favor, next time if you need any help, just let me know."

Mo Hua smiled and said, "Okay!"

After coaxing Situ Fang away, Bai Zisheng and Bai Zixi popped up. They had been eavesdropping nearby.

Bai Zisheng asked:

"We left a few zombies. Should we tell Sister Situ?"

"Let's not tell you yet."

"Why? She is in the same group with us." Bai Zisheng was puzzled.

Mo Hua considered for Situ Fang:

"Let Sister Situ help with the aftermath. After all, she is only practicing Qi, while Zhang Quan is building a foundation and a corpse cultivator. If they fight head-on, Sister Situ will be in danger."

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

Bai Zixi also nodded.

The three of them didn't expect that the three of them were still practicing Qi...

The zombie matter has come to an end for the time being.

Daotingsi destroyed the corpse and the evidence. Without clues, there was no progress and no way to track down.

It seemed like a big deal, but on the surface, it was left unresolved.

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

In the small room.

There were two coffins in front of Mo Hua.

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

The surroundings were filled with arrays drawn by Mo Hua.

There were soundproof arrays, air-sealing arrays, earth-fixing arrays, earth-fire arrays, earth-prison arrays, and wood-binding arrays...

Bai Zisheng looked around and couldn't help asking:

"Aren't there too many arrays..."

Mo Hua said with a serious face: "Lions fight rabbits with all their strength. You must be careful when doing things, and there can't be any mistakes..."

Bai Zisheng looked at the arrays around him again and was a little speechless.

You are too "meticulous"...

It looks like a Pansi Cave...

Mo Hua now has twelve spiritual patterns, and his formation level is far beyond the first-grade.

These first-grade formations that he drew casually are free, one layer on top of another, and he drew a lot...

Bai Zisheng felt that Mo Hua was just itching to draw formations for fun.

Mo Hua still felt unsatisfied.

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

It looks comfortable now...

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

Bai Zisheng opened the coffin, and several zombies were lying straight inside, without any movement.

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

"Junior Sister, this zombie won't move?"

Bai Zixi said: "There are many kinds of zombies, some are naturally transformed, and some are artificially refined..."

"Resentment accumulates, Yin Qi gathers, and foul air permeates the body. After years and months, it will naturally transform into a corpse."

"Naturally transformed zombies are ferocious and greedy for flesh and blood. They will always kill and eat people, and even other living creatures."

"Artificially refined zombies are weaker and need to be controlled by cultivators with evil weapons. If there is no one to control them, most of them will sleep in the coffin, nourish the corpse qi, and at most have some instinctive small movements..."

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

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

"Then these few are not out of control?"

"Out of control." Bai Zixi said.

Mo Hua was startled, "Are they out of control?"

Bai Zixi nodded and said, "Out of control, but these low-level zombies are too weak and have exhausted their corpse qi. Even if they are out of control, they can't move, unless..."

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

"Well, anything with blood qi will do."

"What happens after feeding?"

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

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

Then he remembered something and asked weakly:

"What if, if you are bitten by a zombie, will you become 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 qi, but has an evil nature."

Bai Zixi looked at Mo Hua and said, "This kind of corpse qi forms corpse poison, which will pollute the blood and qi 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 and your blood is weak. 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 does the person refine the corpse?" Mo Hua thought for a while and asked again.

"It needs blood food, filth, some strange herbs, and a corpse coffin, or a corpse-raising coffin."

"I don't know how to make it, I haven't tried it before."

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.

Until they grow older and want to travel or study outside, the elders in the family will tell them about some evil methods and let them be careful to avoid being tricked by evil demons and dying without a burial place.

The Bai family probably won't teach this knowledge.

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

Mo Hua looked at Bai Zixi, as if looking at an elegant and exquisite "encyclopedia of cultivation", and couldn't help but praise 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, "A 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 knowledge of cultivation, he is indeed not as good as Zixi.

Mo Hua patted Bai Zisheng on the shoulder and nodded in praise:

"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.

The quality of the coffin varies with the level.

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 coffins of different grades are used for different grades of corpses.

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

When people are alive, they are divided into high and low. 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 has no such ability.

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-based formation, but the form is evil. The ink is human blood, with bone powder added, and some unknown fishy things.

The medium of the formation is the bone fragment 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 in it are mixed together, 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 ultimate formation.

Mo Hua shouted: "Little Senior Brother."

Bai Zisheng nodded, then frowned, suppressed his nausea, took out a dagger, and cut open the skin on the chest of the zombie bit by bit, revealing the formation that was integrated into the flesh and blood.

Mo Hua watched and wrote on paper.

At the same time, he released his spiritual consciousness to perform calculations and deduce the formation patterns.

This process is slow and prone to errors.

Once a mistake is made, it has to be done again.

Mo Hua spent a whole day studying several corpses and comparing them with each other, and then tried to restore a complete formation.

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

This formation really contains twelve formation patterns.

It is a true first-grade twelve-pattern formation!

But he didn't dare to learn it, because this twelve-pattern formation is very likely to be an evil formation used by the magic way to refine corpses...

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