Zombie God

Chapter 1
"Come on, give me your hand. After passing this mountain, you will reach the top. People say that gods live on it." A middle-aged man bent down on the ground, stretched out his hand, and pulled a young man.The young man was still hanging on the edge of the cliff, and because of lack of strength, he couldn't get up to the top.

"Is there really a fairy?" The young man stared blankly at the sky, as if he saw a fairy.

"Why are you lying to me? It's my first time here too, haha" the middle-aged man said excitedly, "Come on, come on."Just when the big man was about to pull the young man up the cliff, his foot suddenly loosened, and the stone on the edge of the cliff collapsed.The two fell down immediately.

"Ah" the two shouted at the same time, as if the only way to release the fear in their hearts.All of a sudden, the strong wind blows to the face, causing pain all over the face. The two of them seem to be flying through the clouds, but they can't grasp anything to rely on. The moment of turning into meat paste has come.

After waiting for a long time, the two still didn't fall to the bottom, and the wind seemed to be a little weaker, so the middle-aged man bravely opened his eyes and found that the two were floating in the air and slowly descending as if supported by a force.

Just when there were still two or three meters above the ground, the force suddenly disappeared again, and the two of them fell to the ground suddenly, until they fell so hard that they couldn't speak a word.

On the opposite mountain peak, a young man in his 20s watched all this and burst out laughing.

In the depths of Kunlun Mountains, in a smoggy place, an old man in a Taoist uniform and with a long beard was watching all this with a smile. He could only shake his head and smile at this.

"Tian Gang, go and call your junior brother Tian Fan back, and wait for him in the Elder's Hall as a teacher." The old man's majestic voice sounded, and a burly black figure behind him immediately bowed and replied: "Yes, Master."

On a mountain peak in Kunlun Wonderland, a majestic palace-style building stands, which is divided into the Elder Hall, the Health Hall, the Martial Arts Hall and the Tibetan Scripture Hall.The entire Kunlun Wonderland is covered by an extremely mysterious formation. The interior of the formation is an independent space. Without entering the magic arts or being taken by others, outsiders can't find the way to enter, let alone have no foundation in magic. of mortals.At this moment, in the Elder Hall in the palace, the current head of Kunlun Fairyland, Taoist Master Hao Feng, was sitting in the highest position in the center of the hall, and below stood a young man in white clothes and trousers with a childish face.

"Tianfan, how many years have you been in Kunlun?" It turned out that Daoist Haofeng was the old man just now, and the young man was his apprentice Yang Tianfan.

"Master, don't you forget? It's been 20 years since my apprentice entered Kunlun." Yang Tianfan smiled curiously.

"Well, how could you forget it as a teacher?" Facing his most beloved apprentice, Daoist Haofeng couldn't be serious, "It's just that you have been practicing Ice Spirit Art since you were 6 years old, and you have achieved the body of Nascent Soul in 20 years. The speed of cultivation is faster than anyone I have ever met. But have you noticed that your cultivation has started to slow down recently?"

The strength of a cultivator is divided into the foundation building period, the bigu period, the nascent infant period, the out-of-body period, the emptiness period, the distraction period, the fusion period, the tribulation period and the Mahayana period, and each period is divided into three stages: front, middle and back.

"Yeah, master, you don't know, no matter how much I have practiced for the past year, there has been no effect, and I don't know why." Yang Tianfan immediately came to his senses when he heard the master talk about cultivation, "Master, can you do it this time?" Tell me why?"

"Hehe, Tianfan, I didn't tell you before because the time has not yet come. But now, the time is ripe, so just listen to me carefully."Daoist Haofeng still looked at Yang Tianfan dotingly.

"For our cultivation, the method and method of cultivation are very important at the beginning. This stage includes the foundation building period and the bigu period. In this stage, as long as you have perfect exercises and correct cultivation methods, you can generally pass through diligent cultivation. Hard training can be improved. But once beyond this stage, diligent practice and hard training will start to have no effect, because the cultivation above the Nascent Soul stage needs to be carried out in conjunction with the improvement of the state of mind.”

"Mood? Then what is a state of mind?"

"Mood state, in fact, is the realm, which is the degree of comprehension of nature by us as cultivators. Our skill must match the state of mind. Once the power of skill far exceeds the state of mind, there will be the possibility of exploding."

"Then how should I cultivate my state of mind?"

"There is no way to cultivate the state of mind. To practice, you can only cultivate through tempering, and you can improve your understanding of nature during the tempering. This is why I asked you to come here." Daoist Haofeng stroked his beard and said with a smile .

"In about 300 years, as a teacher, you will pass the catastrophe and then ascend. Now the only person you can't let go of as a teacher is you. Therefore, as a teacher, I plan to let you go to the world to sharpen for a while, and I hope you can try your best during this time. Improve your cultivation to come back and accept my mantle."

Three days later, Taoist Haofeng opened the formation of Kunlun Wonderland through secret techniques, and sent Yang Tianfan to a small town at the foot of Kunlun Mountain.

"Heavenly, there are everyone in this world. Although your cultivation is good, there is no guarantee that you will not encounter insidious and cunning people, so you have to be careful in everything, you know?"

"I will, master, you have to take care and wait for me to come back." Yang Tianfan held the hand of Daoist Haofeng tightly and said reluctantly.

"Go, as long as you can improve your cultivation to the stage of distraction in 300 years, you can come back and look at my old bones, hahahaha"

In this way, Yang Tianfan embarked on the road of sharpening, but Daoist Haofeng never imagined that when he sent Yang Tianfan away this time, the time he met again turned out to be in the fairy world thousands of years later, and Yang Tianfan was even more unable to take over his mantle .

After bidding farewell to his master, Yang Tianfan stepped on the flying sword and flew east quickly. Twenty years ago, he was taken away by his master in a small village called Chaoyang in the east.At that time, his parents were cutting firewood on the mountain and died in the mouth of a tiger. Taoist Haofeng saw that he was lonely and helpless, and his muscles and bones were fine, so he took him away.Twenty years passed in a blink of an eye, and Yang Tianfan could finally return from his studies and return to the place where he was born and raised.Thinking of this, Yang Tianfan couldn't help feeling a little excited.

However, when Yang Tianfan appeared in a place he was familiar with, he found that the small village that used to be very lively had become unusually deserted.There were no children playing in the open space in front of the houses, and there were no chickens or dogs barking nearby, and even every house was closed. The whole village was as quiet as a dead city.

"Xiaohao, Ergouzi" Yang Tianfan stood in front of a large courtyard and shouted with his true essence of luck.The voice yelled through the true essence spread out all of a sudden, and could be heard for miles around, and there were waves of echoes.But even so, no one in the village responded.Feeling suspicious, Yang Tianfan stretched out his hand and pushed open the door of the compound in front of him. The dusty door opened, and what appeared in front of Yang Tianfan was a hellish scene.There were already stinking corpses, puddles of coagulated and blackened blood, corpses covered with corpse insects, and disgusting flies kept flying.Yang Tianfan's heart felt as if he had been hit hard, and he was stunned.The friends who used to play with him, the folks who often gave him food and treated him like his own children, all died in front of him.The picture of playing with Xiaohao and Er Gouzi in the past and living with the villagers appeared in Yang Tianfan's mind. Suddenly the picture changed, and the villagers turned into ghosts and rushed towards him.

At this time, Yang Tianfan suddenly burst into a strong momentum, and his cloudy eyes gradually cleared up. He was almost in a state of madness, and he secretly vowed to find out the murderer who killed the villagers and avenge them.

"Hahahaha, third child, there is another food delivered to the door." A sharp and piercing voice suddenly sounded, which made people's hair stand on end.

"Yeah, it seems that the boss should be rewarded a lot this time. With so much yin energy all of a sudden, he might be able to teach us the magic arts of cultivation." Another equally shrill voice responded.

"Who? Come out for me." Yang Tianfan suddenly understood that the folks in the village must have been killed by the owners of these two voices, and the reason for the killing was that their boss needed Yin Qi.

"Hey hey hey, kid thinks life is too long. If you are in a hurry to die, I will give you a ride." Before the words finished, two skinny arms that looked like ashes suddenly stretched out from the ground, and grabbed Yang Tianfan calf.On the other side, two similar arms grabbed Yang Tianfan's arm from behind and began to pull to both sides.The powerful pulling force made Yang Tianfan, who was caught off guard, suddenly become a large character, and his whole body flew into the air, and the heart-piercing pain suddenly filled his whole head.At this moment, out of the corner of Yang Tianfan's eyes, he clearly saw two skeletons standing on either side of him, holding his hands and feet.

It turned out that the villagers in the entire village were killed by these two ghosts, so their boss must also be a ghost or an evil figure who can manipulate ghosts.

"Two small ghosts dare to touch me, flying sword, huh" Yang Tianfan thought, and the top-grade spiritual weapon "Qingfeng" smashed the skeletons of the two ghosts with a mighty momentum.After all, they are cultivators in the Nascent Soul stage, so the two small ghosts are still very easy to deal with.

At the same time, in a gloomy cave more than 50 miles away from the village, a black figure wearing a bamboo hat, his eyes glowing blue, and holding a glowing sickle in his hand suddenly spewed out a mouthful of black blood. After the mind attached to the two skeletons was wiped out by Yang Tianfan, even he, the master, was slightly injured.

"Hey, a cultivator, or a cultivator in the Nascent Soul stage, as long as I devour his Nascent Soul, then my injuries will be healed, even if I'm discovered by a bull-headed horse, what can I do?" Hei Ying caressed The chest gradually disappeared.

Here, after Yang Tianfan dealt with the two skeletons, he was just about to search for traces of the "boss" that the skeletons spoke of, but he found a black figure behind him at some point, wearing a bamboo hat and holding a sickle in his hand. of shadows.

"Senior?" Yang Tianfan asked while lifting up his true energy.He couldn't see through the black shadow in front of him even at the Nascent Soul stage, which meant that the black shadow's cultivation was far above his, and it might be behind the killing of the villagers, so he had to guard against it.

"Me? Just because you're about to lose your soul, let me tell you, I'm Lian Feng, one of the 36 generals of the underworld known as the Messenger of Souls." The black shadow looked at Yang Tianfan coldly, as if looking at a dead person so-so.

The 36 generals of the underworld are dedicated to leading the dead souls to the underworld. The general strength is in the empty and dark stage. If the strength is further improved, they can become a bull-headed horse.All this was learned by Yang Tianfan in the Buddhist scripture pavilion in Kunlun Wonderland.

"Hmph, needless to say, the folks in that village are also your murderers?" Yang Tianfan gritted his teeth, wishing he could tear him to pieces.

"That's right, Lian Feng, one of the 36 gods of the underworld, wants them to die, but their glory, and you, obediently donate the Nascent Soul, and I will spare you the pain."

"If you want my Nascent Soul, ask about the flying sword in my hand, I want to avenge the folks!" Yang Tianfan stretched out his hand, and the flying sword "Qingfeng" turned into a shooting star and slashed towards the black shadow sickle.

With a sound of "ding", the flying sword "Qingfeng" was blocked by the sickle in his hand, and it broke into two pieces and fell to the ground.And because Lian Feng was seriously injured before, he was also shocked to take a few steps back, the real energy in his body was frantic, and he almost spit out a mouthful of blood.Suppressing the blood churning in his chest, Lian Feng swiped the scythe in his hand, and a crescent-shaped energy glowing with black light flew towards Yang Tianfan.Yang Tianfan who lost his flying sword, because he seldom fought since he was a child, was in a hurry and didn't know how to resist and dodge. He was hit in the chest by the black light, and he flew backwards. When he landed, he spurted out a mouthful of blood. Chaos, Nascent Soul also froze a lot.

"Hey, boy, you won't have to suffer so much if you donate your Nascent Soul obediently." The black shadow Lianfeng said, walking towards Yang Tianfan step by step, the sickle in his hand was put away at some point.

"Think about wanting my Nascent Soul, don't even think about it!"

When the black shadow sickle came in front of him, Yang Tianfan suddenly formed a strange handprint, and all the true essence in his body gushed out crazily, turning into a multicolored halo and spraying out to the surroundings.

(End of this chapter)