Uncle Jiu: I punish the criminals according to the will of Heaven, and you say I’m arrogant?

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"Uncle Master, thank you for your compliment. It's just a small matter, not worth mentioning!"

Yang Lingxiao took off his armor, then held the Xuanguan magic fan in his hand and said to the few people with a smile.

The whole body is filled with elegant aura, like a clear source of water, with gentle breeze blowing and no ripples on the water.

It was as if the person who was suppressing the demon zombie just now was not him at all.

If we talk about the evildoers, it's you and your disciple who are the real villains.

After all, which serious Taoist priest would throw the flag and spawn zombies when he disagrees with something?

"If my uncle is not mistaken, my nephew is almost at the seventh level of the Earth Master Realm, right?"

Diyi Mao gently stroked his beard, his hawk-like eyes full of surprise.

I am only at the third level, and I have been practicing for half my life.

However, Yang Lingxiao surpassed him at the age of twenty.

Even though the difference in cultivation level is only three levels, many people cannot catch up or even achieve it in their entire lives.

Practicing Taoism is also about cultivating your mind!

Your state of mind is not good enough, so what can you do even if you practice hard?

If you can achieve enlightenment through hard practice, then why go out to gain experience? Why not just find a place to bury yourself alive? If you succeed, it can be called seclusion. If not, it can also be called ascension.

No matter how you look at it, it’s not a loss!

Master, we are out of Maoshan now. I think you should have no objection if I dig you out and let you bask in the sun, right?

"It's true that the young are to be feared, the young are to be feared!"

"Look at your senior brother, and then look at you. Why did I accept four of you naughty and untalented guys as my disciples?" Seeing Fengyu Leidian still eating melons on the side, Diyi Mao said to his own naughty disciples in a bad mood.

The four of them looked at each other, then pointed at themselves.

"Master, didn't you say a few days ago that we were your beloved disciples?"

"Not anymore!"

"Now you're a traitor!"

Looking at the happy people around him, Yang Lingxiao also smiled slightly.

Whenever he met a master and disciple who got along well with each other, his second uncle would be dragged out and nailed to the pillar of shame again and again.

Do not ask!

The question is, the vision of a great master in accepting disciples can only be described as blind.

At this moment, a sharp cry startled Fengyu Leidian so much that he suddenly drew out his sword.

Damn, there are still some left!

Master, throw flags with your disciples and kill zombies!

"Don't panic, Junior Brother! That's the spirit beast I released!"

A golden light flashed down, and Heishan immediately stepped forward, waving his arm to catch the Flying Eagle, which was as big as a tiger or leopard, on his arm.

The eyes of the Sky-Pullered Eagle were fierce and fierce light was flying everywhere!

The wings, like those cast from steel, were filled with an inexplicable sense of coldness and severity.

A mysterious light flickered in Heishan's eyes, and he reported in a deep voice, "Master, it has found the traces of those people from the Demon Sect. They are in the Grand Monarch outside Jiang Baili!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the phantom of the Flying Eagle exploded into nothingness.

"Grand Lord?"

The corresponding image immediately appeared in Yang Lingxiao's mind.

Just a few hundred dollars a month, what are you doing risking your life... Bah, it's Master Jiang!

The corpse-driving king who brings death to your door!

And there are those endless wax corpses!

Those wax corpses are still underestimated in movies and TV shows.

According to Mr. Jiang, those wax corpses are the ancestors of generations. What if his Jiang family has been passed down from the Han Dynasty or the Qin Dynasty?

The flying zombies before were enough to cause bloody storms in the martial arts world, but they were nothing compared to the real terror.

What if among those wax corpses there was a row of zombies from the Qin Dynasty?

Just asking are you afraid?

"Grand Lord?"

"Junior apprentice brother, are you sure it's the Grand Master?" The First Mao jumped up like a cat whose tail was stepped on.

"Master, do you know the Grand Master?"

Yang Lingxiao turned his head and looked over.

"It's not that we know each other. He used to be from the village where my uncle lived... well, he can be considered an old friend."

"Nephew, this time we really need to invite the elders of our sect to come. That stinky old bastard's family has an ancestral precept that after death, people are not buried in the ground, but sealed in the ground with wax..."

Having said that, Diyi Mao swallowed subconsciously.

Then he rubbed his bald head repeatedly.

"He once told me that his family descended from the Qin Dynasty!"

"Uncle-master, does that mean there might be zombies from the Qin Dynasty in that ghost place?" After glancing at the flying zombies in the distance that were beating up the Wild Zombie King and the Silver-Armored Corpse, Shi Shaojian suddenly felt a chill in his crotch.

The Qin corpse naturally cannot be compared with the flying zombie. It has only existed for a few thousand years, but who can be sure that the so-called Jiang family's Qin Dynasty ancestors only had one or two?

Shi Shaojian’s brain is about to explode!

Senior Brother, is this the graduation exam you once mentioned?

No, whose Taoist’s graduation test is other Qin corpses, or Qin corpses of the first level?

At most, they only have five at the Earth Master level, and the remaining five are only at the Human Master level.

Why don’t you let us become immortals right now?

"Shao Jian, maybe you can think about it a little further!"

Diyi Mao said in a deep voice.

Shi Shaojian: "...Master, did you see that? This big club is going to the sky!"

"Shaojian!"

Ignoring Shi Shaojian's look as if his own master had disappeared, Yang Lingxiao thought for a moment and then gave the order.

Qin corpse?

Another layer?

I’m Yang Lingxiao, known as the honest Taoist in the martial arts world. My cultivation is average, and I act a little cautiously. I’m just a brother to you.

Besides that, there are just too many people!

A layer of Qin corpse?

Sorry, I have the entire Maoshan behind me, the entire one!

"Big Brother!"

Ten people immediately stepped forward.

"Starting from here, within a radius of a hundred miles, all zombies that have been infused with demonic energy must be killed, and all zombies that have transformed into corpses must be suppressed!"

"In one word, they can't even move!"

"It is better to kill someone by mistake than to let him go!"

"Wind, rain, thunder and lightning, you all go too!"

"Uncle Master, let's go check on the Grand Master!"

Before he finished speaking, Yang Lingxiao disappeared from the spot with lightning flashing around him. Heishan and others behind him all stood up and chased after him. The strong wind blew, shaking the void with a roar.

First, he touched his head and inhaled, and then he rubbed his teeth.

No, we are Taoists, not Confucians who believe that if you hear the truth in the morning, you can die in the evening.

I don’t know either!

I haven't been back to the headquarters for more than ten years. Has the headquarters become like this?

Their own head master, Senior Brother Shi Jian, was already cruel enough, but they never expected that the land he taught was even more cruel.

Today is another day when I miss my senior brother!

My nephew, you are such a ruthless person!

"Nephew, wait for uncle!"

The first Mao urged his magic power to move, then turned into a shadow and chased after him.

Following my nephew, killing zombies is a lot of fun!

"Feng Yu, you should send some of your fellow disciples to follow us, and the rest should follow Junior Brother Badao Mighty!"

"Take the sticky rice water and go!"

Shi Shaojian gave the order decisively.

"Wait, Brother, why are you bringing sticky rice water?"

The eyes of Fengyu, Leidian and others were extremely clear.

This touches upon their blind spots of knowledge.

Shouldn't it be glutinous rice stuffed in the mouth?

“Glutinous rice gets damp easily, but glutinous rice water is different!”

"Don't forget to add eighteen more Five Thunder Talismans!"

"Add two flying sword talismans outside the coffin!"

"go!"

Wind, rain, thunder and lightning: "..."

No, have these zombies violated the laws of heaven?

But they like it!

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