Journey to the head

For a moment, Wang Yu broke out in cold sweat.

There are countless living corpses here. Even if they are all at Qi training level, if they swarm up, you will definitely die.

The monks in front were also pale, their legs were trembling, and they were about to faint.

But these living corpses just stretched their necks and looked at the monk quietly, as if expecting and waiting for something, but made no next move.

What touched them, and what were they waiting for?

Ever since these people appeared in front of him, all kinds of details flashed through Wang Yu's mind, and speculations came out one by one.

Is that what the monk said? Or is it some action of the monk?

Wang Yu narrowed his eyes and carefully looked at everything around the monk.

Wang Yu is mature, prudent, calm, and very meticulous in planning people and affairs. This is the evaluation of Wang Yu by Lu Qian and his fellow disciples.

At this moment, Wang Yu wanted to find a chance of survival in the prison of corpses. The only thing he could rely on was his own meticulous observation and judgment.

At this moment, the monk's companions finally couldn't bear it anymore and shouted: "Run quickly, they are coming out!"

As they spoke, they ran forward, but Wang Yu was retreating. The "Shen Zhao Ascension Technique" has been activated to the maximum, and everything in front of him seems to have slowed down.

They talked, but the living corpse didn't move. They ran forward, and the living corpse didn't move either. At this moment, the monk who was the culprit also shouted and ran forward.

Everything around him became slow in Wang Yu's eyes. He saw the monk lift his legs, and the living corpses turned their heads, shook their bodies, and spread their legs.

Then, the monk stepped on a shadow. It was the shadow cast by the dense forests on both sides on the mountain road under the hazy moonlight!

A harsh roar suddenly sounded, and Wang Yu saw hundreds of pale arms stretching out from the dense forest!

Immediately afterwards, he backed out of a corner, and all the sounds suddenly disappeared. The living corpses in the dense forest on both sides were silent and motionless.

A few drops of cold sweat slipped from his forehead. At this moment, he had initially understood the rules of this road.

Each section of the mountain trail is an independent entity, and the corners do not affect each other. Generally speaking, it is safe to stay on the mountain trail, as long as you do not enter the dense forest, even if you step into the shadow of the dense forest!

This is weird, so weird.

Wang Yu stood carefully in the middle of the mountain road, avoiding all the shadows on the ground.

I originally thought that all the living zombies would swarm up in this prison of corpses and tear all the living into pieces.

But why is there such a rule here? Who gave them the rules? What is the purpose of establishing these rules? Are there any other rules for the rest of the journey? Is it possible to survive by always following the rules?

Countless new problems arise. Wang Yu calmed down for a while, until he heard Old Man Yang's call from behind him again, he took a deep breath and took out a box marked "C" from the storage bag.

The box was opened, and there was a lot of parts inside, shining with the light of runes and magic circles. He typed out a string of spells, injected his spiritual consciousness and spiritual power into it, and the parts shook, making a clicking sound as the machine was being pulled, and they were assembled in a tight order.

After about ten breaths, a thin dog with a dark light and a body made of mechanical parts appeared in front of Wang Yu.

With a shake of his arm, he took out a piece of spiritual crystal and stuffed it into Xi Quan's body.

Then, he made a secret and established a close connection between his consciousness and the puppet. Suddenly the thin dog swung its neck, its long and narrow head poked out, its back arched like a bow, and it deftly stretched out its head from the corner. Its eyes were dimly blue, and everything it looked at appeared in the bronze mirror held by Wang Yu.

Puppetry: Fine Dog!

In the past, Wang Yu was practicing steadily, but there was nothing special about him. The talismans, spells, and imperial weapons are all mediocre.

Worried that this would be insufficient in practice and affect future foundation building, and also to enhance his combat power, after Lu Qian greatly enriched the "Yunshan Qipin Dongxuan Zhenjing", Wang Yu couldn't wait to start looking for a suitable one for himself. way of fighting.

There was nothing gained at first, until Lu Gan searched the collection of Jichuan Xuanjun to see if there was any puppetry technique that could be controlled without spiritual consciousness in order to mine the spirit stone mine under Lingsha City, and obtained many essential secrets of puppetry technique.

When Wang Yu read it, he felt as if he had found a treasure and was overjoyed. This is the fighting method that best suits my preferences!

In the past four years or so, in addition to being busy with sect affairs, he has focused all his attention on studying puppetry. He has been studying secret arts such as "Thousands of Machines" and "Spiritual Puppetry" all day long.

Everyone has different talents. Wang Yu's character and talent are just in line with the essentials of the Puppetry Technique, so he has improved quickly. He has successfully completed the essentials of the Puppetry Technique during the Qi training period and reached a level where he can build a foundation with this Tao.

When he came to build the foundation this time, he was naturally fully armed, and he also brought with him the three proud puppets A, B, and C that he spent a lot of money to build with the help of Lu Gan.

At this moment, as far as Xi Quan could see, in the bronze mirror, the living corpses and several monks had disappeared, leaving only an empty mountain road.

Only then did he stick his head out and take a step slowly to make sure he was safe.

On the mountain road, there were only a large number of footprints, scratches in the mud, and a few pieces of blood-stained cloth, proving that a scene of corpses cannibalizing the living had just occurred.

After killing the intruders, will the living corpses return to the jungle?

Wang Yu wrote down this new inference, and then picked up a storage bag from the mud. Judging from the fresh blood stains on it, it was the relic of the monk just now.

This is a bit interesting. If you can get out alive without picking up the treasures of heaven and earth, you might be able to get rich just by picking up the monks' inheritance.

He continued on cautiously, keeping an eye out for the shifting shadows of the trees caused by the moon's movement, lest he make his next ration.

Every time he passed a bend, he would send his fine dog to observe the situation before entering the next section of the mountain road. Several times, I saw groups of corpses devouring the corpses of monks, and once there was a new change.

This time, it was a giant corpse with swollen body and purple skin, as tall as two people and as big as several people hugging each other. It was fighting with more than a dozen monks, while the living corpses in the dense forest on both sides were motionless.

Thinking about the baby and female corpses that blocked the entrance to the mountain at the beginning, making weird laughter, it seems that there are other living corpses wandering on the mountain road.

The cultivation level of this giant corpse is also in the middle stage of foundation establishment. Can it be speculated that only living corpses that have reached foundation establishment level or higher can move freely?

There is insufficient information and it is too early to draw conclusions.

Wang Yu silently watched as the giant corpse killed the dozens of monks, and then kept beating and hammering it until the monks' corpses turned into pieces of meat cakes covered in mud, and then ate them with satisfaction. (End of chapter)