Mortal Cultivation: Starting from a Casual Cultivator

As soon as they entered the underground palace, thousands of corpse soldiers left in the outer palace sat up together, and there was a zombie leader at the end.

"Not bad, very rich net worth."

This time, a total of 50,000 to 60,000 corpse soldiers comparable to the foundation establishment stage were obtained, and more than 5,000 of them reached the foundation establishment stage. Followed by more than 100 corpses comparable to the alchemy stage, more than 20 of them have a sinister aura, and they are expected to go further. After that, there was the corpse king comparable to the Nascent Soul Stage, that is, the zombie leader who was refined into clones under King Xuanye.

It can be seen that the old corpse king is quite capable.

Not only did the family monopolize the most precious inner hall of this ancient tomb, but they also subdued all the commanders who were psychic after death and also advanced to the rank of corpse king, and refined them into avatars by the way.

"Surely brother Xuanye won't break his promise and become fat and stupid at this time?"

Wang Li, who glanced at the group of corpses lightly, reminded him kindly.

"If Fellow Daoist Wu hadn't left behind this king, or put forward extremely harsh demands on this king, or violated this king's family of three; then even if this king desperately dies, he will drag fellow Taoist with him. As for Now, although this king is subject to you and cannot do whatever he wants freely, he also accepts your protection indirectly, and what he has lost is still within an acceptable range."

The old corpse king was straightforward, and he didn't mean to shy away from it at all.

But Wang Li's eyes narrowed for a moment, he was noncommittal to what King Xuanye said.

Entering the inner hall, three coffins came into view.

The one in the middle is made of jade, and the ones on both sides are made of wood.

The jade coffin exudes pure aura, more precisely, it gathers the pure aura that is continuously pouring in from the best spiritual veins here. It turned out that the pillow that King Xuan Ye used to sleep in the jade coffin turned out to be a rare spiritual eye stone; the location of this coffin was exactly where the spiritual eye of the entire spiritual vein was located.

Below the jade coffin, there is an incomparably deep cave of earth evil, in which Yin Qi is constantly sinking and floating.

Spiritual Qi rises, and Yin Qi sinks; they collide with each other, forming a subtle blend. The place of fusion happened to be where the jade coffin was; the special yin aura produced after the fusion could continuously nourish the dead body, making the body of the deceased have a certain probability of psychic communication.

"Good vision, no wonder Fellow Daoist was able to come back to life."

Wang Li squinted his pupils and exclaimed.

"It's a pity that my aptitude is not very good, and my son's aptitude is even less. We can achieve today's achievements thanks to the obsession and resentment that persist after death."

Resilience requires spiritual resentment, physical evil spirit, and yin energy from the earth vein environment. It can be said that both are indispensable.

If one wants to ascend to a high position in the Zombie Sequence, one's practice speed will increase by leaps and bounds, which basically depends on the above three points. Among them, the first two points are the three major elements for judging the qualifications of a psychic corpse.

Resentment and malevolence are the decisive factors. Under the nourishment of Yin Qi, it is easy to channel psychics after a long time. The heavier the hatred before death, the deeper the resentment in the soul will be; the more creatures killed before death, the stronger the evil spirit accumulated in the body. Of course, if you have a spiritual root, you will usually get a little extra blessing.

However, this blessing is far less exaggerated than for the cultivators.

After ordinary people die, they can turn into zombies and embark on a path of practice that is neither human nor ghost, impulsive and bloodthirsty, irrational, and even more uncertain.

But if you want to become a cultivator, you don't have spiritual roots, and everything is useless.

Therefore, the talents of Xuanye Wang's family are actually not very good.

The little corpse king is a waste material among waste materials.

"That's right, you who haven't had much blood on your hands, no matter how resentful you are, you are still like rootless duckweed. On the contrary, if the people lying in this coffin were replaced by those veteran battlefield generals under your command, they must After tens of thousands of years, your achievements should be better than yours today. This is why you refine them into clones every time they advance to corpse king, right? Are you so afraid of betrayal?"

Wang Li made a joke.

"This king also wants to absolutely trust these soldiers who are willing to follow him to death. But since thousands of years ago, they have always been the bravest and most loyal generals under this king. With the help of this king's jade After the coffin broke through to a level similar to this king, he actually challenged this king and wanted to replace him!"

Speaking of this betrayal, King Xuanye suddenly recalled many not-so-good memories.

A look of regret flashed in his eyes.

"Okay, Fellow Daoist Xuanye, take out your Celestial Corpse Orb and Ten Thousand Years Collection, don't let me down."

Staring at the two wooden coffins next to the jade coffin, looking at the three-hundred-year-ripe blood-yin jujube and a ten-thousand-year-blooming Yin Mulian, Wang Li suppressed the joy on his face and said with anticipation.

To him, the blood-yin dates are not of much value, each one is almost equivalent to a thousand-year-old spirit grass.

But Yin Mulian is different. This thing is supplemented with some thousand-year-old spiritual herbs, which can be used to refine a rare baby-washing pill. Even immortal cultivators in the late Yuanying period can use it to increase mana.

This thing will definitely help him break through the bottleneck of the Empress Yuan Dynasty.

Hearing this, King Xuanye came to a corner in a blink of an eye, followed by the removal of the restrictions here, and opened a hidden compartment.

With a flash of brilliance, hundreds of high-end storage bags and more than a dozen jade boxes sealed by talismans appeared, and then they all flew towards Wang Li: "These are the accumulation of this king for thousands of years."

The previous owners of the storage bag were all monks in the alchemy stage without exception, and many of them were monks in the Nascent Soul stage or even the Empress Yuan stage! For example, an eminent monk in the late Yuanying period who came here from Buddhism many years ago.

"Okay!"

I don't think it's anything if I don't check it, but I was shocked when I checked it.

Because in terms of spirit stones alone, there are no less than 400,000 middle-grade spirit stones.

Those storage bags during the alchemy stage and the spirit stones they carry with them all have one or two hundred middle-grade ones, and the wealthy ones have two or three thousand. Higher quality storage bags have at least nearly ten thousand spirit stones in them, and some more twenty to thirty thousand. However, the one with the largest number is not left by a Buddhist monk, but by an unlucky head of a certain sect.

In addition, the storage bags left by some tomb robbers are also of great value.

This does not include valuable things such as spiritual herbs, spiritual materials, magic weapons, strange treasures, and secret techniques. The overall value of these things is far more valuable than a mere 400,000 middle-grade spirit stones.

"No wonder fellow daoist you are being targeted one after another, and those coveters are endless."

After all, if you include this army of zombies that must not be underestimated, and the Xuanye Wang family itself, the value of this underground tomb is definitely comparable to a sect that is second only to the ten righteous and ten demons of the Jin Dynasty.

"Isn't it all cheaper now, Fellow Daoist Wu?"

Unwillingness flashed in the old corpse king's eyes.

It's not that he doesn't want to part with these extraneous things, but with those two Heavenly Corpse Orbs!

The Celestial Corpse Orb is similar to the demon pill of high-level monsters. Without the demon pill, the monster would not die, but it would definitely lose its vitality; if the corpse king lost his natal corpse pearl, he would also lose his vitality and his strength would drop.

More than a dozen jade boxes were opened one by one, and there were several kinds of rare spirits of the yin attribute, and the age of the medicine was quite frightening, at least five thousand years old; It is much more advanced than the egg-sized items obtained from several zombie leaders before.

The golden silk palm cover floated on the surface of the palm in a flash, and the mana was absorbed by one of them.

The spiritual consciousness kept exploring on it, and moved closer to the front, carefully inspecting it with eyes dancing with golden arcs.

Soon, the two checks were completed, but at this moment, the joy on Wang Li's face subsided, and was replaced by a gloomy look:

"I remember reminding you, don't be stupid, don't try to get away with it. Why didn't Daoist Xuanye not listen?"

"What does fellow Daoist Wu mean?"

The whole family suddenly became tense.

"Although these two are good-quality Celestial Corpse Orbs, they should be the Wannian Corpse King from the middle stage of Nascent Soul, right? But compared to the Celestial Corpse Orbs that are about to be consummated by fellow Taoists, they are much worse. Using these two You are fooling me, are you so determined that you want your whole family to be wiped out?"

Of these two, none of them is the one that King Xuan Ye himself conceived for thousands of years.

If it wasn't for the special nature of zombies and their inability to be soul-searched, Wang Li would have already attacked the handsome little corpse king and the jade-like beauty in front of him.

"The body of this king's celestial corpse is about to be consummated, and the natal corpse pearl is very important to this king!"

King Xuanye said ferociously.

If there is no pearl, his way will be broken.

"Give you a face, right?"

The ban was activated, and the old corpse king knelt down and wailed in pain. The pain of being cramped and pulled out, and the pain of being pierced by countless needles in the soul, have not been felt for many years.

"Roar"

"Hmph, don't think that you are useful, so you dare to bargain with me. You are also worthy? Since the conditions have been agreed, they will not be changed. Find out who you are now. Moreover, this land can be my seat. You are definitely not the only one serving the corpse king. The ancient corpses of the eminent monks of Buddhism, the demon corpses of the heavens, the silver-winged yakshas, ​​etc., which one will not live longer and be stronger than you?

Xuan Ye, you are not irreplaceable. "

Turning to look at the little corpse king and Mrs. Yuhua, after looking back and forth several times, finally, his gaze was fixed on Mrs. Yuhua's beautiful but bewildered face:

"Madam is a smart person, what choice should I make, I don't think I need to remind you, right?"

Mrs. Yuhua pursed her lips, finally closed her eyes and took a deep breath, then pointed at the hole under the coffin with her trembling jade hands, and pinched the spell far away. A black light shot into it, and suddenly, in the bottomless abyss, Yin Qi surged, and after a while, a shiny black light shot out.

Wang Li condensed his mana and scooped it up, and what he got was a late-stage sky corpse bead with better quality.

"Fellow Daoist Wu should still be a powerful physical trainer, right? Now that you have obtained the Great King's Heavenly Corpse Orb, please have a large number of Daoist friends, and let me wait for my family. We will do our best to complete the task for Daoist friend and provide excellent quality Heavenly Corpse Orb."

With red eyes and a pitiful appearance, aside from being a Nascent Soul stage zombie that can collapse a mountain with one punch, it really makes me feel pity.

Seeing this, Wang Li narrowed his eyes slightly and pinched his knuckles.

"You are very smart, really really smart. It's a pity that you were born in the wrong era and married the wrong person."

Repeatedly emphasized, there is another deep meaning.

But when the words were closed, he stepped on the head of King Xuan Ye who was still tearing his heart, and then he didn't look back.

"In a hundred years, prepare at least 30 celestial corpse beads for this seat; otherwise, die!"

The sound echoed in the ancient tomb and lingered for a long time.

He, Mr. Wang, has no habit of raising waste.

Wait until you get out of the ancient tomb.

"Boy, there is a high probability that this bead is not the original corpse bead of that old zombie, you should have seen it? Why did you show mercy and let him go?"

The voice of Dayan Shenjun sounded in the consciousness.

"Let go? Hehe"

Wang Li grinned:

"It's just temporarily stored here. The three of them plan to make a comeback with this, thinking that reaching the peak of the Empress Yuan will erase the restrictions I planted on them, or suppress the three consecutive sets of restrictions.

It's nice to have hope! "

So, how can he not help the beauty of adults?

"Good boy, you are using external force to force that family to actively and even crazily improve their strength. In this way, if you come here to harvest a wave in a few years, the old zombie's natal celestial corpse orb is likely to go further. Reach the realm of perfection. The perfect sky corpse beads are naturally more effective than other beads."

"Try it, anyway, even if it doesn't work, we have nothing to lose."

Wang Li thought clearly.

"Oh, it's a pity that that female zombie was beautiful in the world when she was alive, but she has a special flavor after death; it's a pity, a pity."

The shivering Wang Li calmly twitched the corners of his mouth: This old thing was transformed into a ten thousand-year corpse king by that Buddhist monk ten thousand years ago. Could it be that he was also beating a corpse king-level zombie teacher? idea?

It is worthy of being the master who has tasted all the beauty in the world.

"Boy, where are we going next? Do you want to try your luck at the ancient tomb where the psychic ten thousand-year-old monk I met back then?"

"Come on, you, at that time back then, he was able to make you suffer a lot; now that ten thousand years have passed, the ghost knows how far it has grown."

The last time was the post-Yuan peak.

The problem is, this is not an ordinary post-Yuan peak, but a ghost thing in which the body of a Buddhist vajra mutated into a body of a celestial corpse.

Compared with Silver Winged Yasha, who is obviously not good at the physical body, and is just an ordinary existence of psychic transformation from the corpse of the monk who transforms the gods, the old monk who has tempered his physical body is obviously stronger. After ten thousand years of psychic psychic, it gave Dayan Shenjun a profound understanding; after ten thousand years of precipitation, it is definitely one of the most terrifying sequences under the current world's transformation into gods.

What's more, after the other party's spiritual wisdom is greatly enlightened, he must have reviewed many Buddhist supernatural powers that he had practiced during his lifetime!

It is equivalent to the superposition state of the two abilities of Buddhist exercises + zombies.

Wang Li didn't doubt that there was such a person who could beat three or even four ordinary great monks. And this kind of one-on-three is not the fighting power of one against three obtained by Han Laomo with the help of humanoid puppets and the five concentric demons, or he, Mr. Wang, with the help of the puppet army and the two clones. The opponent unilaterally relies on its own core characteristics to possess the explosive power of one against three.

The nature is completely different.

Instead of smashing it to death, it is purely a brain problem.

"The old man was just careless back then, if he does it again, he will definitely not lose."

Dayan Shenjun said forcefully.

'The dead duck has a hard mouth. '

I muttered such a sentence in my heart, but changed the subject on my mouth: "Okay, first go to Wudong Mountain to find the old Taoist Yin to get the Corpse Spirit Dafa, then go to the Tianlan Grassland of the Tuwu people, and then go back to Tiannan to find more. The opportunity to try to break through."

"So fast? Are you sure?"

"There must be some certainty, but unlike you, the clone is equivalent to taking the Good Fortune Pill, and has realized the power of the later stage in advance, and there is almost no bottleneck in the realm. But if I can refine the Good Fortune Pill with the help of the spirit candle fruit in the Fallen Devil Valley It should be a lot easier to feel the many characteristics of the later stage before trying to break through."

It's not that I can't use the top-grade spirit stones and other precious medicines to try to break through forcibly, but if I fail, the loss will be a bit big.

There is no need for that.

As for why Dayan Shenjun didn't say to give all his insights to Wang Li?

It's not that I won't give it. In fact, I have already given it, but it has little effect and can only be used as a reference.

Because each person, according to the difference in the cultivation method and their own physique, the road ahead is also different; and Daowu feels this kind of thing, so mysterious that it is difficult to explain it clearly, unless the God of Dayan asked Wang Li to search his soul wantonly to empathize with him . Any verbal reproduction is false.

"Concubine Ai, are you going to give that person surnamed Wu?"

"Don't worry, my lord."

"As expected of a concubine."

I didn't realize it at all, this is also a bureau. A game that made the family of three willing to work hard.

"Old Zhao, can you use the yin energy in the tomb?"

Holding the Ghost King Banner that respects the soul banner, Wang Li asked a little old man made of a soul body.

It was Lao Zhao who turned into a ghost cultivator.