Zombie simulation, I was burned by the ninth uncle again

Chapter 168 Inner Demon·Begins Tribulation

When Celestial Master Qinglong finished speaking calmly, the entire remnant soul exploded in an instant.

Countless blue light luck surged up in Ren Mu's sea of ​​consciousness in an instant!
"Breakthrough to the ancestor of the sixth-rank zombie requires luck!"

At this moment, Ren Mu was a little frightened.

A celestial master actually used such a gambling curse.

Use your own luck accumulation to help the enemy break through.

No one can guarantee the success of this kind of flattery.

However, it was Celestial Master Qinglong's final move against Ren Mu.

Whether it's luck or demons.

Ren Mu had never come into contact with them.

Even if the inner demons are successfully eliminated, luck will be added to the body, and after breaking through the sixth rank, it will lead to a catastrophe.

When the catastrophe falls, even if it is successfully passed, it will be seriously injured and dying.

Another sixth-grade demon emperor appears
In order to behead Ren Mu's incomparably powerful fifth-rank flying zombie, Master Qinglong has already done it to the extreme.

Even if the body dies and the dao disappears, Ren Mu will be dragged into the endless hell.

This kind of ups and downs, a wave of resurgence.

One after another, it is exactly what Ren Mu lacks.

The field of vision in front of him quickly turned black, and one side was as black as ink, but the door to the void that could be felt appeared in Ren Mu's sea of ​​consciousness.

With one step in, the heart demon tribulation begins.

"Dead, all spirit and soul are gone, Laoshan Qinglong Celestial Master is really dead.

At this time, Uncle Jiu who was outside didn't know that Ren Mu was still suffering from the inner demon. Looking at the powerful figure in the huge pit, he couldn't help shaking his head and sighing.

That is a sixth-grade celestial master.

Whether it is now or in the past, Taoism is the existence at the top.

Unexpectedly, in the end, it fell into the hands of Master Ren.

It can even be said that the entire Laoshan Mountain will be planted in his hands for the next hundred years.

Within an hour, the ancestral court of Laoshan lost a celestial master and nine fifth-rank earth masters. Even if Laoshan has been passed down for thousands of years and has a rich heritage, the mountain will be closed for decades.

"If you die, you will die. I have long seen those people in Laoshan as displeasing to the eye. They do stealthy things all day long under the name of authentic Taoism and Xuanmen."

"It's a good death!"

Seeing the death of Celestial Master Qinglong, Taoist Zhong's eyes were full of excitement.

"The fall of the Celestial Master may not be a good thing for Lord Ren!"

Uncle Jiu sighed, in today's world, the aura of heaven and earth is getting thinner and thinner.

Although on the surface it seems to be the leader of Taoism.

But the foundation of Taoism is still very deep.

A celestial master was beheaded by zombies.

It will definitely arouse public indignation in the Taoist sect. Even the ancestor of the sixth-rank zombie has to run with his tail between his legs.

What's more, a fifth-rank flying stiff like Ren Mu.

Being able to kill Qinglong Celestial Master this time also had an element of luck.

Qinglong Tianshi's thunder method had no effect on Ren Mu, and just restrained each other.

If another celestial master came over, such as the celestial master of Yaomen from Longhu Mountain, or the ancestor of Xiyun from Maoshan, who are good at Taoism and can break through the defense, then the situation might be reversed.

"Senior Brother Lin, what is that zombie doing?"

At this time, Nintendo walked towards Ren Mu with a pocket watch, muttering: "I want to listen to the bird, I want to listen to the bird!"

But Ren Mu remained unmoved, as if his legs were sealed by cement, motionless.

Even the brilliance in the eyes is slowly dimming.

With doubts, Uncle Jiu walked into the pit, came to Ren Mu, and called softly: "Master Ren!"

Called a few times, still no response.

Suddenly, Uncle Jiu seemed to think of something.

"This is, demon"

"Master Qinglong is still very hot! Curse Master Ren after he dies!"

I once heard Master Xiyun talking about the difference between the fifth and sixth ranks.

So far, as long as the Taoist sect's orthodox celestial master inheritance has never been cut off.

Not only is it profound.

It is also because of the large number of disciples that the luck is solidified.

And the strong wild ones, even if they cultivated to the half-step level of celestial masters, they failed to break through to the last step.

For thousands of years, luck has trapped many talented and intelligent practitioners.

Even for the sake of luck, several battles were set off.

Every time the dynasty changes in the secular world, the loss of life and luck also have a lot to do with it.

At this time, Uncle Jiu knew that the city god Ren Mu in front of him was going through a life-and-death catastrophe.

Demons are not easy to cross, 99% fail!

Even if Master Ren succeeds, with luck and a breakthrough, it will lead to catastrophe.

The catastrophe is even more difficult, and it is still 99% failure!

99%*99%, one in ten thousand chance of survival.

The double catastrophe was the reason why he scolded Master Qinglong for being vicious.

Even if he died, he would drag Ren Mu to his back.

If Uncle Jiu knew that there was a sixth-rank demon emperor in Laoshan, who was slowly heading towards the mountain of corpses, what would he think?
In the ancestral court of Mount Lao, Wu Zhenhu, the head of the sect, looked sadly at the tablets on the Soul Pavilion, which were broken one by one.

"This sea of ​​blood is deeply enmity, and it must be paid with blood!"

After the Qingliang Celestial Master at the top was broken, he directly issued the Blood Soul Order, urging the sixth-rank Zhenshan Yaohuang to hurry to the corpse mountain and destroy the enemy.

And Uncle Jiu, who knew that Ren Mu was going through a catastrophe, slapped his fellow junior Taoist Zhong unconscious with a slap.

"Junior brother, I'm sorry, I need to sleep for a few days!"

Daoist Zhong, who had helped Uncle Jiu, fell to the ground without knowing anything.

"Master Ren, you have to go back to Yizhuang with me!"

Uncle Jiu knew that the Heavenly Master of Mount Lao fell here.

All the Taoist sects in the world are shaking, maybe a powerful celestial master has already rushed towards this side.

Therefore, he had to arrange Ren Mu properly.

Before, Ren Mu promised Uncle Jiu that he would not take the initiative to make trouble.

The two five-rank flying zombies would like to accept the agreement between them.

All the things about Qingliang Tianshi stepping into the territory of Maoshan and beating him to death.

Uncle Jiu understood the righteousness in his heart, and of course he knew that Laoshan was to blame.

It is only natural for someone who is not good at learning to die here.

But he had to save Ren Mu, not only to repay his kindness from the previous few times.

At the same time, it also prevents Renjia Town from becoming a bloody place.

After mentioning Daoist Zhong and Ren Mu, Uncle Jiu ran towards the Yizhuang in Renjia Town without looking back.

As for Nintendo, let him wander here and there!
Just now, Uncle Jiu gave Nintendo his pocket watch and told him to stay cool.

Without Ren Mu's order, Nintendo could only stroll around the corpse mountain.

Here is the secret of the two fifth-rank flying stiffs, and now only Uncle Jiu knows it.

The existence of Nintendo can temporarily cover up the matter of Ren Mu's calamity.

Ren Mu didn't know about Uncle Jiu's help.

"Where is this?"

When he slowly opened his eyes, he saw a world.

But he turned into a ray of light and flew into a familiar building inside.

"I am Ren Mu, the ancestor of half-step zombies!"

"I am Ren Mu, a zombie."

But when the streamer of Ren Mu's incarnation flew into Yizhuang again.

He no longer knows that he is a zombie.

Fortunately, the Qingliang celestial master was unable to discover that Ren Mu was a time traveler in the simulator.

He just used luck to cover up his memory of becoming a zombie after crossing.

Familiar scene, familiar environment.

As soon as Ren Mu opened his eyes, he saw a coffin.

"Unexpectedly, I crossed over!"

Knowing that when he opened his eyes and saw the coffin, he would be surrounded by bad luck, so he ran out directly.

"Is this Yiyizhuang, Uncle Jiu's dojo?"

Ren Mu has already forgotten about becoming a zombie through time travel and experiencing inner demons.

I just remember that he just crossed over and became a little Taoist priest in Yizhuang.

"Uncle, what are you doing here?"

Wen Cai's words made Ren Mu's eyes shrink slightly.

"This is a literary talent. I really traveled to the world of Uncle Nine. I wonder if it is Mr. Zombie or the new Mr. Zombie?"

Hearing Wen Cai call him uncle, Ren Mu knew that his seniority was higher than them.

Not bad off to a good start.

"Yeah! Wencai, pour me a glass of water!"

Feeling a little thirsty, Ren Mu wanted to exercise his uncle's authority.

"Master, you don't have a fever, do you want me to pour you a glass of water!" Hearing what Ren Mu said, Wen Cai was very surprised.

"I'm not your uncle?"

"That's right!"

"Then I'll ask you to pour a glass of water, is it difficult?" Wen Cai directly took out a stick under Ren Mu's surprised expression.

"MD, this guy actually committed crimes just now?" Ren Mu, who quickly climbed up to the roof, looked at Wen Cai with a slightly livid face.

Ren Mu's flexible escape made Wencai nod in satisfaction, and said proudly, "Master, remember to cook the rice!"

In anger, Ren Mu leaped down from the roof and rushed towards Wen Cai.

"what!"

However, the ending didn't turn out as Ren Mu thought, he knocked Wen Cai down by himself.

The literary talent in front of him was very skilled, he took a few steps back and avoided Ren Mu's culling.

And also hit his ass with a stick.

"Uncle, remember to cook the rice!"

In Ren Mu's memory, isn't Wen Cai the weakest existence?
"Wori, what kind of world is this, the literary talent is so powerful!"

In the next half hour, in order to maintain the authority of his uncle, Ren Mu was attacking Wencai.

But all failed.

This also made him realize that his strength was really weak.

I can't even lift a bucket of water with one hand.

And Wencai has been with Uncle Jiu for decades, and his skills have long been much stronger than ordinary people.

And also some simple ways.

It is more than enough to crush an ordinary person like Ren Mu.

An hour later, Ren Mu started cooking and cleaning under the influence of Wen Cai.

Swear to learn Taoism, and then slap Wencai to death.

With the passage of time, the memory of the body that Ren Mu traveled through also began to gradually wake up.

Ren's town night, the waning moon hangs in the sky.

The night wind blows gently.

The branches on the tree were swaying, outlining the slight sadness on Junyu's extraordinary face.

At this time, Ren Mu was standing on the roof blowing.

When he woke up, he found that he had traveled to the world of Uncle Jiu, and he was very satisfied with his new body.

He is sixteen years old, looks like a tree facing the wind, and has a slender figure.

Pulling his clothes, if this world still looks at the face, then Ren Mu can definitely walk sideways.

Unfortunately not anymore.

"It's disappointing for a person to become a bad person, but it's an extra sigh of relief for a dead person to become a zombie!"

The person who said this was Lin Jiu, who opened an altar in the house to suppress the corpse of the former richest man in Renjia Town, Mr. Ren. He was also his senior brother, commonly known as Uncle Jiu.

Ren Mu's head was a little dizzy, the memory fusion was not very complete, and many fragments were fragmented.

But his own body, the strange corpse poison in his body.

As a result, his physical fitness is much weaker than that of ordinary people, otherwise he would not be bullied by Wencai.

"I don't know, if I become a zombie, what kind of breath will I have?"

"Well, definitely handsome!"

Uncle Jiu's words forced him to dig out the deep memory in his brain, and then slightly complained about his new body.

If it wasn't for Maoshan Patriarch, that is, his and Lin Jiu's master, maybe there would be no chance for him to cross over.

However, even with the powerful means of Patriarch Maoshan, the corpse poison in the body has not been completely eliminated.

The corpse poison had been lurking in Ren Mu's body for more than ten years, and the latest outbreak killed his predecessor.

Let Ren Mu be able to travel through rebirth, his eyes still staring blankly at the undulating leaves in the distance.

At this moment, his heart was silent.

"It's true that God lacks love. He gave me a good skin and a decent background, but it deprived me of the joy of being a little fairy."

Although he is satisfied with his background, he is speechless about his current body.

It's okay to be poisoned by the corpse, just hide from the corpse in the future.

However, Ren Mu's predecessor had practiced in Maoshan for 15 years, almost from the womb.

According to normal thinking, even if the cultivation base of Uncle Jiu is not as good as Uncle Jiu's, it should be about the same.

However, he couldn't help clenching his fists tightly, feeling that he couldn't even squeeze a stinky egg, and he didn't have any magic power on him.

"With my current handsome appearance, I should go to open a rouge shop with Qiu Sheng's aunt, and I will definitely become a rich man."

"Wouldn't it be nice to have wives and concubines in groups, lying down and collecting rent?"

Thinking of this, Ren Mu shook his head slightly and sighed.

Because he knows.

It's impossible for the old-fashioned and serious Uncle Jiu beside him to make him become a fan of women every day.

If it is replaced by the current Ren Mu.

If he still can't cultivate mana, then he will change the place!

Although you can't be a Taoist priest, you can still save the lives of women in the world.

At least you don't have to worry about the corpse poison in your body.

After all, Ren Mu doesn't like being a Taoist priest very much, but in this world of exorcism and dancing!

Only those with strength can live more comfortably.

Taoist priests are a symbol of strength.

in memory.

Maoshan is an authentic way of cultivating Qi and refining spirit.

Nourishing Qi is divided into four categories.

The first rank is a Taoist boy, the second rank is a Taoist priest, the third rank is a Taoist priest, and the fourth rank is a Taoist teacher.

Uncle Jiu has already stood at the pinnacle of the fourth-rank Taoist master of nourishing qi, and is only one step away from the fifth-rank Taoist mountain.

As for the sixth grade Daozhen, even Lin Jiu, who is so powerful, dare not expect extravagantly in this life.

And the latter realm can already be said to be beyond ordinary people.

However, as the younger brother of a genius in Maoshan, Ren Mu has not broken through to the first-grade Taoist boy so far.

This is very embarrassing for Maoshan.

"And the corpse of Mrs. Ren is the corpse that is about to become a zombie."

Upon hearing Uncle Jiu's sonorous and deep voice, Ren Mu shrank his neck subconsciously.

"Master Ren, it's scary. With my body as a quasi-rich man, I'd better stay away!"

Old Master Ren's coffin was very evil, and he didn't want to be contaminated.

In case of unlucky encounter with the old Mrs. Ren who turned into a corpse, even if he was slightly scratched, the old corpse poison in his body would belch immediately.

In his previous life, Ren Mu liked watching Uncle Nine's movies very much, and he already knew what was going to happen next.

In the coffin in the house, there was a zombie lying.

Mrs. Ren!
　In the heart demon dungeon, the protagonist has undergone a round of rebirth, and success is the ancestor of the sixth-rank zombie.

　　About 8 words in length
　　
　
(End of this chapter)