Zombie World: Helping the World

"It should be like what you said, it is the Lord of Merit from Heaven."

"I don't know what kind of person can achieve such a strong merit and luck. I really want to meet him and compete with him."

Zhang Chuixue said with a smile: "Junior Sister, don't think that you have no opponents on Longhu Mountain, but the savior of the destiny is the one with the most luck in the world. I am afraid that he is above you in terms of strength and fortune. You If I go, I'm afraid I will suffer a setback."

Zhang Junyao shook her head and said, "I won't."

"I just want to see how powerful he is, that's all."

Zhang Chuixue grinned, not daring to speak.

He also hopes that a super fierce person will be able to cure his sister who has a high level of cultivation, a childlike heart, a stubborn temper, and a tendency to use hands.

……

At this time, in the grand building complex of a hermit family in the mountains.

This group of buildings is like a heavenly palace, entrenched on the top of this majestic mountain, surrounded by white mist all year round, and it is impossible to see the buildings inside clearly from the outside.

In the largest and most gorgeous golden long palace, a tall woman in a golden long dress is entrenched on a high platform with complicated and mysterious shapes, and the center of her brows is full of brilliance.

She saw that incomparable beam of light directly shooting somewhere in the world, and said in surprise, "Heaven chooses the person who bears the destiny, the savior of the catastrophe?"

She stretched out a hand and cast a huge golden palm out, trying to grab some merit and luck.

This kind of golden light beam, determined by the luck of heaven, is a spectacle that will not appear once in thousands of years. If there is even a little bit of it, it will be of great benefit.

Just when the palm was stretched out and was about to touch the golden light beam, the divine pattern between her eyebrows suddenly began to dance wildly, as if it was about to shatter.

A huge warning rose from her heart, as if warning her not to touch such things.This is one of her natal supernatural powers, which can give her a premonition to fully avoid danger when she is on the verge of death.

But the woman in the golden skirt looked at the radiance of merit and was a little unwilling. Against this warning sign, she wanted to forcibly share some merit.

Just when the golden palm was about to touch the huge light beam, in the next second, a terrifying coercion suddenly exerted on her body.

Like the endless terrifying troll in the ancient abyss, slowly opened her blood-red eyes as huge as the sky, and locked her soul, and it seemed to be a world that lives in the nine heavens and regards all beings as dogs. From the huge throne, majestic looked at her.

In short, she felt that she might be wiped out like an ant at any time.Her soul has been locked, and even her majestic spiritual power is out of control.

"Nonsense!" Suddenly, a majestic shout broke out, pulling her out of the death swamp.

Immediately, the owner of the voice seemed to have suffered a huge backlash, and made a "puchi", as if vomited something out of nowhere.

Immediately afterwards, his suppressed deep voice sounded: "This is the chosen person. Among the billions of sentient beings, there is only one person. He is the ultimate savior who shoulders the burden of fighting against the catastrophe of the world."

"His merit, is it within your reach?"

"Do you think that if someone calls you a celestial girl, you are really a celestial girl?"

"Father! Father, are you hurt?" The woman in the golden skirt said regretfully, "I was wrong, I shouldn't be greedy."

"I'm just... I'm just not reconciled, why can't that person be me?"

The majestic voice of the middle-aged man continued to sound: "Your cultivation, heart, family background, and appearance are all first-class in the world, but you have forgotten that there are mountains beyond the mountains, and there is a sky beyond the sky. There will always be someone stronger and better than you."

"In front of the Dao of Heaven, we are nothing more than a group of humble existences that are not even as good as ants. But by luck, we have accumulated a few generations, and our cultivation base is slightly higher than that of the world."

"Others call you a celestial girl, just because you are my daughter, not because you are really favored by heaven."

"In front of such a son of great fortune, our entire family may not be enough for others to take a second look."

"Father!" The woman in the golden skirt couldn't accept such a gap.

"Okay! You are not the savior of the catastrophe, you are not the son of great luck, you just need to understand this matter, and after a while, go down the mountain to assist him, be a slave or a handmaiden, you can be a cow or a horse, If necessary, everything can be sacrificed to help him complete his mission. He is not for himself, but for this era."

The woman in the golden skirt raised her proud face and swan-like white neck, and said stubbornly: "Father! I don't accept it!"

"The moment you really see him, you will understand why it is him and not you." The majestic voice gradually disappeared on the top of the mountain.

……

Among the Wudang Mountains.

The old man dressed in white, with white hair and white beard, suddenly flew out of the sky from the mountain where he was meditating, broke through the clouds, and went out from the high sky towards the place where the golden light appeared.

With his nearly 300 years of cultivation, he couldn't see the situation there clearly.

"It's actually a fog, can't you see a corner of the future?"

"The son of luck, he really deserves to be chosen by the heavens. The great merits and virtues bestowed by the heavens have bestowed the dharma body and soul. From now on, the three disasters and five disasters cannot invade him, and the evil spirits and undead cannot harm him, otherwise it will inevitably add terrible karma."

"It seems that this catastrophe is not as pessimistic as I imagined. The savior of the catastrophe is here, and there is still hope in the world."

The old Taoist in white, with a benevolent face, slowly descended towards Wudang Mountain.

Countless cranes and birds are scrambling to be his stepping stones, and every step they step down has a mysterious and profound dao rhyme, just like a natural process.

……

In Baiyun Temple.

Xu Miao is following an elderly monk in a red cassock.The eminent monk can't tell the age, he only knows that he is very old.His eyebrows were white and as long as hair, hanging down on both sides of his knees.There is this faint halo of Buddha's light behind his head, and his cultivation base is already profound.

The two were meditating in the Buddhist hall on the back mountain, and the eminent monk was trying to get rid of the demonic Buddha seeds that Ji Haoyue had planted for Xu Miao.

Suddenly the red eminent monk stood up, with tears streaming down his face, bowed his head to a certain direction and bowed.

Xu Miao opened his eyes, his expression was a bit astonished, he didn't know why his master did this.

But the master had already knelt down to salute, so naturally he also knelt down to salute.

The ancestor said with tears in his eyes: "After so many years, the son of destiny chosen by heaven finally came out. This catastrophe is over, someone can take care of it."

"The son of luck came 400 years ago, and I was just a Buddha boy at that time."

"At that time, endless demons harassed and the Demon Locking Tower collapsed. He single-handedly saved the orthodoxy of Baiyun Temple and my life."

"Later, he generously went to the Shura ghost world for the righteousness of the world, and bought 300 years of peace for the world."

"The world has lost this guardian forever."

"Teacher Ji Xuan, you have a successor!"