Chapter 256

The legend of Shi Jiao is mostly just a legend, but in the final analysis, the Shi family still has some abilities.

Especially in places like some eerie ancient battlefields or mass graves.

After using the zombie method, countless zombies crawled out of the soil. The scene... was more shocking than the army.

After all, the corpse only has physical attacks, but summoning zombies on the spot also comes with dual magical and spiritual attacks.

"Is it really that magical?"

Shen Wuming also became interested for a moment. At this time, the problem of the Southern Tang Crown Prince had not been resolved, but he did everything he could.

You might as well squat here and learn the ways of the zombie family from this thousand-year-old zombie.

The thousand-year-old ancient zombie knows everything he knows, and he talks about everything he knows. He talks about all his methods.

"You make it simple, but in fact, it is useless to summon a corpse that has not been refined."

"This kind of thing can't be considered a zombie at all, at most it's a rotting corpse with some corpse poison."

"But whether it's physical strength or other methods, they are far inferior to zombies."

"So if you want to learn how to be a zombie, the most important thing is to learn how to refine zombies."

Thousand-year-old ancient zombies spoke eloquently and told everyone about their own cultivation methods, without hiding any secrets.

It's obvious that he is a handsome man.

Shen Wuming was thoughtful. He initially thought that the corpse family was similar to the legendary Xiangxi corpse chaser.

But after he finished talking about the thousand-year-old zombie, he felt more similar to the necromancy magician in Western legends.

It can refine all kinds of corpses, not only human beings, but also all kinds of monsters and monsters.

You can also control corpses, but ordinary corpses are just equivalent to skeleton soldiers.

"Then if I can find a saint's corpse and refine it, wouldn't it be equivalent to having a saint's thug?"

Shen Wuming began to fantasize.

The thousand-year old zombie did not object, but nodded.

"Theoretically, this is true, but in reality, zombies from the ninth realm can only be refined into zombies from the eighth realm at most."

"And there is also a realistic premise, that is, you can find the saint's body."

"And they won't be hacked to death by their descendants."

After all, digging up people's ancestral graves and digging up corpses is somewhat taboo.

"That's true."

Shen Wuming sighed regretfully.

"If I can kill their descendants, do I still need their bodies?"

Su Letian suddenly said, "Where did you get all those corpses? There are so many of them for thousands of years."

"Digging a grave." Thousand-year-old Zhuang shrugged and made a crunching sound.

"What do you think? Many of them were inherited from my corpse family, and they were all destroyed by you."

"Furthermore, since I started cultivating the corpse family, I have digged through tens of thousands of graves, and it was only with great difficulty that I managed to scrape together such a small amount of property."

"It's not easy either."

Shen Wuming shook his head and was about to give up when a system prompt suddenly came from his ears.

[You have exchanged ideas with the masters of the Corpse Family about the cultivation methods of the Corpse Family, and your cultivation base of the Corpse Family has been raised to lv1]

[You learned the corpse refining method taught by the corpse family, and started to think deeply and thoughtfully]

[With the great dream of refining saint zombies, you start to build a blueprint and optimize the ‘Earth Evil Corpse Refining Method’]

[After thinking for a long time, you finally figured out the key and created the ‘Tiangang Corpse Refining Technique’]

As information came into his mind one after another, Shen Wuming closed his eyes slightly and began to digest.

After a long time, he suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the thousand-year-old zombie, "You just told me that refining the corpse is the most important step."

"And you usually use various earth evil spirits to increase the strength of the corpse?"

"Yes." Thousand-year-old ancient zombie said matter-of-factly, "So, zombies' bodies are generally very powerful."

"But it is difficult to retain their cultivation during their lifetime. After all, they have no souls and no brains."

"The most important thing is that the magic power and physical strength in their bodies are integrated, completely becoming weapons of war, but they have lost the ability to use magical powers."

As the thousand-year-old ancient zombie spoke eloquently, Shen Wuming looked at him with increasingly fiery eyes.

"Then look, don't you have a soul? Don't you also have a brain?"

"Suppose I use you to refine a corpse, and temper it with the pure air of the sky and the turbid air of the earth!"

"Is it possible to keep your physical body strong and still have the mana to cast spells?"

The face that had been stiff for thousands of years couldn't help but twitch, and the muscles were about to burst.

"Are you...are you talking human language? Besides, I am not a zombie at all now."

"I just have the remaining soul attached to the zombie. I have also prepared other physical bodies."

"If zombies are so easy to fuse with souls, our journey won't be so difficult."

After he finished speaking, Thousand-Year-Old Zhan was silent again.

"But the Qi of the sky and the Qi of the earth you just mentioned are indeed somewhat particular."

"If it can be perfectly integrated, it is possible to retain the zombie's mana when it was alive."

"It's not like we haven't thought about it, but we haven't found a suitable method."

Having said this, Millennium Ancient Zombie suddenly looked at Shen Wuming eagerly, "Are you interested in joining the Corpse Family?"

"You are able to think of the problem of the pure air of the sky and the turbid air of the earth so quickly. You are very talented at first glance."

"If you join my corpse family, your future achievements will definitely be extraordinary, and you may even become a saint."

The Saint of the Corpse Family was also in the eighth realm. Shen Wuming rolled his eyes and slowly released his aura.

"I have cultivated to the seventh level in the Mohist school. Why should I join the Shi family when I am full?"

Feeling this breath, the thousand-year-old zombie widened his eyes, and his eyeballs rolled out of his eye sockets.

Really, his eyeballs fell out.

"No, buddy..."

...

The capital has been very lively these two days.

First, the four princes of the Tiele tribe took the initiative to mobilize troops and committed the crime of treason, which made the emperor extremely angry.

The three judicial departments were ordered to issue arrest warrants on the spot, and they were arrested in less than a day.

After the interrogation, it was found that the Prince of Wei's mansion was involved behind this, and the court was immediately shocked.

Although he had not been convicted, the Prince of Wei had been placed under house arrest in the mansion and was not allowed to go out without an imperial decree.

Of course, this kind of big thing was enough to cause a shock in the court, but it was just a joke among the people.

After all, no one could get involved, and at most it would give the Beijing masters in the imperial city more stories to tell after dinner.

Second, the spring examination, which gathered candidates from more than a hundred states in the Han Dynasty, actually dominated the gold list.

At that time, countless candidates were dissatisfied and wanted to write to the Ministry of Rites and the Imperial College to ask for an explanation.

As a result, Cui Taifu actually posted the test paper of Shen Wuming, who dominated the gold list.

In one day, it had spread throughout the capital, and all the voices of doubt disappeared.

Needless to say, the post scripture was all correct.

However, there are still a few candidates of this level.

For example, Wang Zhongshu is like this.

At the beginning, some people compared Wang Zhongshu and Shen Wuming, and even Wang Zhongshu had the idea of ​​competing in his heart.

But when he saw the essays in the second part and the policy papers in the third part, he immediately admitted defeat.

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