"Going for the Dao Sect Conference."

Chu Yun smiled and said.

Although he accompanied Qingwei this time, Chu Yun himself had some expectations in his heart.

As a Dharma gathering held once every ten years by Taoist sects all over the world, many Taoist masters will definitely attend.

Moreover, the venue is Longhu Mountain, and the Tianshi Mansion in Longhu Mountain is revered as the number one Taoist sect. There must be many Taoist priests in the Golden Core Realm in the mountain, and there will even be no shortage of masters in the Yuanshen Realm.

In this way, he can meet many masters.

Moreover, when he went to Longhu Mountain, he also had the intention of finding a way to break through and enter the holy realm.

If you want to step into the holy realm, you need to temper your entire body, including the internal organs and bones, to an extremely strong level, and then condense your soul and saturate your true energy before you can step into the holy realm like a human martial god.

He is not too worried about the physical aspect. With the Silver Armor Corpse Body Training Method, he has tempered most of the bones in his body in Qingcheng for more than a year. Next, he only needs to temper the internal organs to make the whole body Qi.

Just as long as the blood is the same.

On the contrary, he has made little progress in the area of ​​the soul for a long time. Although he has obtained the method of cultivating the soul, the condensation of his soul is much slower than that of others.

In Zhang Zhenren's words, his soul strength is much stronger than most, and if he wants to condense it, it will naturally be slower than others. In one year so far, he has only condensed half of his head.

"Taoist Conference?"

The four-eyed Taoist priest was startled for a moment, and then his face turned solemn, "The person representing Maoshan this time is me, Uncle Ning, whom you met last time."

Never rest!

Chu Yun's heart moved, but he smiled indifferently.

If he was still a little afraid of Ning Wuxiu before, now that he is in the same realm and his energy and blood are as strong as a dragon, he is not afraid even if Ning Wuxiu wants to cause trouble.

Taoist Master Four Eyes seemed to have thought of this later, shook his head, and chuckled, "I forgot that you already have a golden elixir. I'm not sure who can do anything to whom when I see him."

Hearing this, Chu Yun smiled and looked around. He didn't see Jiale, so he couldn't help but ask: "Uncle Master, Master Yixiu, how are Jiale and Qingqing doing lately?"

"He, he has changed a lot in the past year or so."

Speaking of his apprentice, Master Simu couldn't help but show a bit of pride on his face.

"It's not like Chu Yun taught Jiale here for a while last time, otherwise Jiale wouldn't have changed so much. You have to thank your nephew!"

Master Ikkyu joked from the side with a smile.

"That's for sure, Ayun. I'll catch some fish later. Let's have a fish feast today!"

It seems that Jiale has really cultivated hard, and it is not in vain that Taoist Master Simu treats him so well...

Chu Yun sighed in his heart, shook his head and rejected Taoist Master Simu's kindness.

"Uncle Master, I have to go to Uncle Jiu's place next. I won't stay any longer today. I will have the opportunity to taste your craftsmanship again in the future."

After bidding farewell to Taoist Master Simu, Chu Yun took Qingwei on his journey again.

They didn't walk very fast along the way. Apart from rushing every day, Chu Yun spent most of his time using his true energy to temper his internal organs, while Qingwei didn't talk much and was immersed in cultivation every day.

This is a habit they developed in Qingcheng. It is difficult to change and they are unwilling to change it.

The road is long, and only by hard work can we climb to a higher mountain...

But as they approached Renjia Town, Chu Yun's brows also wrinkled.

Even if he wasn't close to the town, Chu Yun could feel the corpse aura rising into the sky from far away.

Zombies!

And it’s a zombie that’s no lower than a silver-armored zombie!

In addition, there is a familiar aura that is fighting with the zombie.

And the owner of that aura is surprisingly Uncle Jiu!

Chu Yun raised his eyebrows and said to Qingwei: "We have to speed up, there are zombies in the town!"

Qingwei nodded. She also felt something strange ahead of her, but she didn't expect that it was actually zombies causing trouble.

The two of them sped up and rushed towards Renjia Town in the blink of an eye.

The night was as dark as water, and the bright moon looked a bit strangely pale.

At this time, Renjia Town was in a dilapidated state, with zombies everywhere.

Even many people in the town turned into zombies.

And just at the east end of the town, Uncle Jiu was gathering with Qiu Sheng and the remaining villagers.

In front of them, there was a group of men in black blocking the front. The old man who was the leader couldn't help but make Uncle Jiu look fearful.

The old man was dressed in black burial clothes, his complexion was green and white, and his body was full of flesh and blood, just like ordinary people, but the pupils in his eyes were extremely small.

Behind the old man is a group of lifeless zombies. These zombies have different faces, but they are all wearing the same black burial clothes. However, compared with the old man, these zombies are covered in withered flesh and blood. They have obviously just emerged from the ground not long ago.

"Master!"

Looking at the blood spilling from the corner of Uncle Jiu's mouth at the front of the crowd, Qiu Sheng felt anxious and a little desperate at the same time.

In less than a cup of tea, the master was injured by the zombie leader. This had never happened before.

The peach wood sword is useless, the spells are useless, the black dog's blood, the black donkey's hooves, and the glutinous rice are useless.

The old man in the shroud was much more powerful than any zombie he had ever seen, so powerful that Qiu Sheng felt faintly suffocated.

Moreover, now that his master is seriously injured and Wencai, Uncle Zhigu and Ren Tingting are also missing, Qiu Sheng cannot help but feel despair.

It would be nice if Senior Brother Chu was here...

At this moment, Qiu Sheng couldn't help but miss the figure who always had a confident smile on his face and loved to kill monsters everywhere.

With the strength of Senior Brother Chu and Master, the situation will not become so bad tonight...

But now that Senior Brother Chu is far away in Qingcheng, how can he get there even if he knows what is going on here...

"Lin Zhengying!"

At this time, the old man who was leading the funeral service suddenly spoke, making Uncle Jiu and Qiu Sheng's hearts sink at the same time...

This is their first time encountering a talking zombie.

At this time, the remaining dozen or so residents of Renjia Town behind them had already turned pale and were just trembling behind Uncle Jiu.

At this time, they heard a group of dead people talking. They were too frightened to speak and even lost the courage to escape.

"What's the matter!"

Uncle Jiu was Uncle Jiu after all. Even though he had already made up his mind to die, his tone was still calm and there was no trace of panic on his face.

"The Lord said that you have some luck. He doesn't want to embarrass you too much. He just hopes that you can take the initiative to come with us!"

The old man in burial clothes had an expressionless face, and a pair of strange eyes fell on Uncle Jiu with an indifferent expression.

Uncle Jiu was silent for a moment, and suddenly asked in a calm tone:

"Oh? Are you here for me?"

"good!"

The encased old man responded indifferently.

Between the questions and answers, the eyes of the townspeople behind Uncle Jiu gradually changed...

Disgust, hatred, and murderous intent turned into deep resentment...the respect and worship before were no longer there...

Uncle Jiu didn't notice this, but Qiu Sheng did. He felt a chill in his heart and shouted quickly:

"Master, don't listen to him. These zombies are here to suck blood. They just want us to restrain our hands and then kill other townspeople!"

However, despite Qiu Sheng's quick wit, the survivors in Renjia Town already had grudges in their hearts, and the resentment in their expressions only increased and became deeper and deeper.

And he didn't know that at this moment, the resentment of the townspeople they were protecting behind them was constantly radiating, and was slowly gathering towards the old man in burial clothes...

The night is getting darker and darker, and the bright moon in the sky is getting weirder.

Uncle Jiu was silent, wondering what he was thinking about.

At this moment, a familiar voice with a hint of ridicule suddenly sounded:
Chapter completed!