A master of comedy!

Deep in the mountains, in a pitch-black cave.

The black-robed monk gently tapped the chessboard, his slender fingers holding a chess piece, hesitating to place it.

"Interesting, this move... is quite interesting."

"A clever trick turned the black piece, which was originally possessed by demons, into a white piece. Despite his young age, he has quite a bit of skill in playing chess."

"only……"

Under the flickering candlelight, the monk finally slowly raised his face, but what was exposed in the candlelight was not his real face, but a cold mask.

His face was as blue as indigo, his hair as red as cinnabar, and a fiery eye between his brows burned like the sun, as if to burn away all sins.

But the real eyes beneath the mask are calm and indifferent, exuding an indescribable Zen-like quality.

At this moment, stillness and movement, Buddha and demon, seemed to have reached a strange balance.

Myo-wang mask.

"Black and white, Buddha and demon, have never been clearly defined. The real show has not yet begun."

The monk's voice echoed through the cave like the tolling of bells, making the enormous figure in the underground pool even more restless.

"Let this humble monk see how you will make this move?"

……

Boom!

With a low rumble of thunder, it started raining again outside the window.

Seventy-two Buddhist beads shimmered with golden light, sometimes arranged in a V-shape in the air, sometimes in a large star shape, flying back and forth.

"I'm so bored..."

Hongxian yawned, playing with her prayer beads while looking at the tightly closed door, and said, "Boss has been in seclusion for seven days. When will he come out and play with me?"

Xiao Wu advised, "Hongxian, the troupe leader is at a critical juncture in his breakthrough. He entrusted you with protecting him because he trusts you. You must not cause any more trouble!"

Last time, she stayed up all night in the Buddhist temple before returning to White Snake Village. To prevent her from getting too playful, Zhou Sheng ordered her to guard the temple in front of the gate.

Although Hongxian is playful, she always puts her boss's orders first. These days, she doesn't go anywhere and diligently guards the door.

She would kill even a bird that flew by with her prayer beads.

The Buddhist prayer beads followed her, and it can be said that they went on a killing spree.

"Brother Xiao Wu, why has it been raining so much these past few days? Look, mushrooms are growing all over my body!"

As she spoke, Hongxian plucked a small mushroom from her stone body, stuffed it into her mouth, and swallowed it in a few gulps.

The main focus is on avoiding waste.

The stone embryo body has many advantages, such as immense strength, indestructibility, outstanding physical constitution, and unobstructed meridians, making it one of the most suitable physical bodies for cultivation.

However, on rainy days, if the environment is too humid, "stone mushrooms" can easily grow on the body, which make for a very delicious soup.

Hongxian disliked this continuous rainy weather, so she was in low spirits and not in much interest.

"I don't know where Sister Jinse has gone. She and the eldest brother are being so secretive, they won't tell us anything. Humph, when I get back and see Sister Feng, I'm going to tell everyone! I want to see rivers of blood!"

Before she could finish speaking, she saw Xiao Wu blinking frantically.

"Brother Xiao Wu, why are your eyes so dry?"

No sooner had she finished speaking than a hand grabbed her by the neck and lifted her up as if she were a kitten.

A terrifying surge of heat swept in, as if Lao Tzu's alchemy furnace had suddenly exploded after burning for forty-nine days.

As the Qi and blood flowed through the meridians, a faint sound like the roaring waves of a river or waterfall could be heard.

The hairs on Hongxian's body stood on end instantly. An indescribable sense of horror made her scalp tingle. Her stone fetus body sensed an astonishing danger.

It was as if behind her was some unknown, primordial beast, whose terrifying aura terrified even her proud stone body.

Almost instinctively, driven by the primal instinct for survival, Hongxian chanted an incantation and waved. Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Seventy-two demon-subduing prayer beads flew down from the sky at the same time, like falling meteors, rippling with dazzling golden light, and crashed down on the "ferocious beast" with the force of thunder.

"Tour leader—"

Xiao Wu looked terrified and tried to stop them, but it was too late, because the person who suddenly appeared behind him was Zhou Sheng.

Although he knew that the troupe leader was highly skilled and possessed great supernatural powers, the power of the 108 Arhats Demon-Subduing Lock was extraordinary. A single Buddhist bead could easily pierce through metal, and when all 72 beads were released at once, they were enough to crush a small mountain.

He worried that, caught off guard, the troupe leader would be seriously injured.

However, what he saw next left him speechless, unable to believe his eyes.

Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang!
Suddenly, Zhou Sheng's body shimmered with a bronze-like luster, as if he were wearing a layer of bronze armor. The thunderous Buddhist beads that struck him produced a piercing metallic sound, like striking a bronze bell.

Sparks flew, but no one was hurt.

At this moment, Zhou Sheng seemed to have learned the indestructible divine power of the Monkey King, except that the Monkey King radiated golden light, while he radiated bronze light.

Upon seeing that it was the boss, Hongxian quickly withdrew her hand.

The prayer beads were reassembled into a rosary, and just as they were about to fly back into Hongxian's hand, they were forcibly snatched away by another hand.

The man was Zhou Sheng. He did not recite the incantation to manipulate the beads, which caused them to resist strongly. However, in his hand, which shimmered with a bronze luster, the beads could not stir up the slightest ripple.

Resist with a counter-attack.

"This treasure is extremely dangerous; it can easily take a life. You are not allowed to use it lightly before you have identified the enemy."

Zhou Sheng tapped Hongxian's head and warned her.

Bronze fingers tapped the stone head, making a thud and sending down grains of stone.

"Well...it hurts..."

Red Line rubbed his head, but his eyes shone brightly with admiration as he said, "Boss, what kind of supernatural power have you mastered this time? You can't even break through my prayer beads!"

"This is called Zombie Kung Fu, one of the unique skills of our Zhao Family Troupe."

Zhou Sheng gazed at the bronze glow on his skin, a satisfied smile appearing on his face, while the image of his sixth martial uncle echoed in his mind.

It wasn't until he actually practiced this zombie skill that he realized just how incredibly talented his sixth uncle was in the art of physical cultivation.

This skill integrates countless external martial arts techniques into one, forging a path that allows mortals to rival the gods.

To cultivate the "Zombie Kung Fu," one must first break through the fifth level and unlock the secrets of the physical body.

Zhou Sheng had long coveted this skill, so after breaking through his cultivation level, he did not immediately leave seclusion, but instead focused on mastering it in one go.

The Zombie Technique has three levels. The first level is called the Copper Armor Corpse, whose body is as hard as a bronze bell, impervious to swords and spears, and difficult to be harmed by water and fire. It can even withstand some magical spells and supernatural powers.

The second level is called the Silver Armor Corpse, whose physical abilities are several times stronger than those of the first level.

As for the third level, it is called the Golden Armor Corpse.

Among zombies, the Golden Armored Corpse is known as the Immortal Corpse King. Its body can withstand heavenly lightning, be bathed in raging fire, and remain calm under the blazing sun, making it an extremely terrifying existence.

If a golden-armored corpse appears in a certain place, it often results in countless deaths and injuries, and even the entire population of a city will turn into zombies. Only a peerless master of the sect leader level can possibly suppress it.

Among zombies, it is second only to the legendary drought demon.

The fact that Sixth Uncle used this as a name shows how domineering and terrifying the "Zombie Skill" is after it is mastered. No wonder he was able to withstand the volcanic hell for decades with his physical body. After he came out, he not only did not die, but also briefly stopped Judge Lu.

Zhou Sheng looked up at the rolling dark clouds in the sky, a dark and oppressive mass that made it hard to breathe.

The rain kept falling for days on end, turning even the yard into a muddy mess.

With his supernatural powers newly formed, an barely suppressed fighting spirit flashed in his eyes.

"The show is over, it's time to stretch our muscles."

...(End of this chapter)