Planting an immortal tree in the wizarding world

Chapter 145 Golden Flying Zombie, A Brief Account of Corpse Refining

Ring ring ring…

Ronan followed the sound of the bell and quickly sensed a cultivator.

His figure suddenly turned and flew towards the location of the cultivator.

Soon, amidst the horde of corpses, a man came into view.

The man was dressed in a black and red robe, and his skin had a light yellowish-brown color, making him look like a corpse.

A dark red talisman was drawn between his eyebrows.

His eyes were bloodshot, and his eye bags were large and dark, making him look like a dead person.

When he saw Ronan, he actually laughed, revealing a mouthful of yellow teeth.

"Hey hey hey..."

The monk chuckled softly, then muttered to himself:
"Unexpectedly, there are two more corpses of Foundation Establishment cultivators today!"

As Dao Chen guessed, this cultivator was a member of the Corpse Demon Sect, one of the six major sects of the demonic path, named Bu Zhian.

Today, I've come to the shack area of ​​the True Immortal Realm to collect the corpses of some low-level Qi Refining cultivators and refine them into flying zombies.

But to his surprise, two Foundation Establishment cultivators arrived at this moment.

This allowed him to obtain two more Foundation Establishment corpses that he could use to refine flying zombies.

“You are more powerful than the Taoist priests over there, so we will use the Golden Zombie to deal with you.”

Bu Zhian said something in a low voice and shook the copper bell in his hand.

Ring ring ring…

With a ringing of the copper bell, the pocket at his waist suddenly bulged.

Immediately, the pocket was opened, and a burst of fire flew out.

It slammed to the ground and immediately burst into a cloud of smoke.

When the smoke cleared, there was a corpse with golden skin.

As soon as the corpse appeared, it pounced on Ronan along with the other corpses.

The Samadhi Fire that Ronan spoke of was like a giant wave, burning the onrushing horde of corpses to ashes.

The golden flying zombie, following Bu Zhian's ringing of the bell, suddenly moved swiftly, transforming into a blur. It circled in front of Ronan's Samadhi True Fire and pounced on Ronan from the other side.

Although Ronan was already breathing fire, he sensed the golden flying zombie rushing towards him and pointed his right hand towards the direction from which it was coming.

Suddenly, a ball of flame shot up into the air, like a large cloth, and covered the golden flying zombie.

Bu Zhian quickly maneuvered the golden flying zombie to avoid the Samadhi True Fire and flew towards Ronan from another direction.

Ronan's heart stirred, and the Samadhi True Fire followed him like a shadow, burning towards the golden flying zombie.

At the same time, he waved his left hand, and the Azure Spirit Sword flew out from his meridians.

With a thought, the Azure Spirit Sword instantly transformed into a vengeful spirit, passing through one flying zombie after another, and flew towards Bu Zhian.

Bu Zhian was startled when he saw Ronan's flying sword suddenly disappear.

The next moment, I felt a pain in my neck.

Immediately afterwards, his head suddenly fell off his neck, crashed to the ground, and rolled a few times.

At this moment, his body was still standing.

Blood gushed out of his neck like a fountain.

Soon, his headless body collapsed to the ground, blood still gushing from his neck.

Although Bu Zhian is dead, his flying zombies are still moving, attacking Ronan and Dao Chen.

However, the flying zombies' attacks were not as organized as before; they were entirely driven by some kind of instinct.

The golden flying zombie no longer knew how to dodge Ronan's Samadhi True Fire, and rushed straight towards it.

Instantly, the golden flying zombie was sprayed with Ronan's Samadhi True Fire.

The entire golden flying zombie burst into flames, its body charred black. After burning for a while, it lay motionless on the ground.

Ronan looked at the golden flying zombie and felt that its body was quite strong, actually able to withstand his Samadhi True Fire for a period of time. The reason why the flying zombie could not move was because his Samadhi True Fire had burned away its soul.

In the world of cultivation, there is a concept of the soul and spirit. The soul governs the Yang spirit, while the spirit governs the Yin spirit.

Without a soul, only the spirit remains, and one can only act on instinct.

And without the soul, there is nothing left to control the movement of objects.

However, the other flying zombies still pounced on Ronan.

"Hold your breath!"

Suddenly, a muffled cry came from the bronze bell.

Immediately, Ronan saw that the flying zombies outside the bronze bell seemed to have lost their target and stopped smashing the bronze bell, instead rushing towards him.

Ronan immediately held his breath as instructed by Daochen.

Suddenly, the flying zombies that were attacking him lost their target and stopped in mid-air, looking around as if searching for something.

Ronan descended from the sky and looked at the bronze bell.

After being surrounded by a horde of corpses for a while, the bronze bell developed several dents.

'They can even break the magic weapon of a Foundation Establishment cultivator; it seems the attack power of this horde of corpses should not be underestimated.'

Ronan, after thinking about it, headed toward where Bu Zhian's body was.

After rummaging around for a bit, I found two bags.

One is the bag where Bu Zhian stored the body, and the other is Bu Zhian's storage bag.

However, there were no other bodies in the bag where the body was stored.

The storage bag contained secret manuals, elixirs, magical artifacts, and spirit stones.

Ronan glanced at the surrounding ghouls, wondering what to do with them.

These reanimated corpses have decent attack power and are quite troublesome; we can take them out.

However, he didn't know how to put it into a body bag.

So, he used his spirit to probe into the storage bag and saw a book titled "Notes on Corpse Refining," which he then took out.

This book contains Bu Zhian's insights into practicing the corpse-refining method.

Ronan quickly found a way to control the corpse and put it into a bag.

According to "Notes on Corpse Refining," the demonic cultivators called this bag a "corpse bag."

At this moment, Dao Chen had already put away the bronze bell and ran towards Ronan.

Upon seeing Ronan reading the demonic cultivator's notes, he was slightly startled:
"Fellow Daoist... this is an evil technique... do you want to learn it?"

As Ronan flipped through "A Brief Account of Corpse Refining," he said:

"I just want to collect these bodies so I can use them if I encounter danger later."

"You saw it too, these corpses are enough to dent your bronze bell artifact."

“But we are righteous cultivators…” Dao Chen continued to persuade Ronan.

Ronan was still reading "Notes on Corpse Refining," while Hongmeng was also making records.

"That silver corpse, isn't it pretty powerful? Why don't I give it to you?"

Ronan's gaze remained fixed on "The Corpse Refining Chronicles" as he spoke to Dao Chen.

Dao Chen was slightly taken aback upon hearing this, "In that case... very good!"

After thinking for a while, Dao Chen felt that the suggestion was good.

After all, in the world of cultivation, having multiple methods means having more chances of survival.

Moreover, that silver corpse possessed the strength of a Foundation Establishment cultivator.

The scene of his Bagua mirror being shattered by a punch was still imprinted in his mind.

So Dao Chen and Luo Nan began to learn the methods of controlling and collecting corpses into bags.

(End of this chapter)