Chapter 436 Refining Corpse
Situ Fang couldn't laugh or cry, “Who taught you this?”
“Elder Yu!”
“Elder Yu from the Demon Hunting Company in Tongxian City?”
“Yeah.” Mo Hua nodded.
Situ Fang sighed and agreed:
"Elder Yu is right. In the future, you should listen to Elder Yu more and don't listen to your Uncle Zhang."
Mo Hua nodded on the surface, but cursed in his heart:
"That's because you haven't heard Elder Yu curse, otherwise you wouldn't have said that..."
Situ Fang has not had much contact with Elder Yu, so he doesn't know what kind of elder he is.
She probably thought that Elder Yu was the kind of senior who was highly respected and spoke "kindly"...
Mo Hua shook his head inwardly and said:
“Just burn the zombies. Zhang Quan has done many evil things. There will definitely be other clues. Just keep looking for them.”
“But this is not a bad thing,” Mo Hua changed his mind and said:
“At least now I know that the boss's **** is crooked, so I can be more careful next time.”
"Um."
Situ Fang nodded and felt better.
She had been busy all day yesterday and was very tired. She only rested for an hour and slacked off a little bit. The boss secretly tried to make everything go up in flames, and all her work was in vain...
Situ Fang was anxious, blamed herself, and felt guilty about the ink painting.
Unexpectedly, Mo Hua didn't mind and instead comforted her.
What a good boy...
Situ Fang solemnly said:
“I neglected my duty this time, so I owe you a favor. If you need any help next time, just let me know.”
Mo Hua smiled and said: "Okay!"
After coaxing Situ Fang away, Bai Zisheng and Bai Zixi emerged. They had been eavesdropping just now.
Bai Zisheng asked:
“We have left a few zombies, do you want to tell Sister Situ?”
“Let's not talk about it for now.”
"Why? She is with us, right?" Bai Zisheng was puzzled.
Ink painting considers Situ Fang:
“It would be nice to let Sister Situ help with the aftermath. After all, she is only cultivating Qi. Zhang Quan is a foundation builder and a corpse cultivator. Sister Situ is very dangerous if he attacks directly.”
Bai Zisheng thought for a while and said, "That's right."
Bai Zixi also nodded.
The three of them did not expect that the three of them were still just practicing Qi...
The zombie thing is over for now.
Dao Tingsi destroyed the corpse and wiped out all traces. Without clues, there was no progress and it was impossible to trace.
It seems like a big deal, but on the surface, it's nothing.
It's just that no one knows that Mo Hua also secretly hid a few zombies, and no one knows what the purpose of hiding zombies in Mo Hua is...
In the small wing.
Two coffins are placed in front of the ink painting.
In the coffin, there were several zombies stolen by Mo Hua.
The surroundings are covered with formations painted in ink.
There are sound-isolating arrays, air-sealing arrays, solid earth arrays, earth-fire arrays, earth prison arrays, and wood-binding arrays...
Bai Zisheng looked around and couldn't help but ask:
“Isn't there too many formations…”
Mo Hua said seriously with a small face: "When a lion fights a rabbit, he also uses all his strength. You must do everything carefully and not make any mistakes..."
Bai Zisheng looked at the formations around him again, feeling a little speechless.
You are too "thoughtful"...
The drawing is like a silk hole...
The ink painting now has twelve lines of spiritual consciousness, and the level of the formation far exceeds the first level.
These first-grade formations were drawn casually, as if they were free of charge. They were layered one on top of another, and I drew many of them...
Bai Zisheng felt that ink painting was simply because his hands were itchy, so he wanted to draw formations for fun.
There are still some unfinished ideas in the ink painting.
He checked the formation again and found that there were still gaps around it, so he added a few more formations in the blank corners, filling the entire wing.
Looking more comfortable now...
Mo Hua nodded, and then began to "open the coffin and conduct an autopsy."
Bai Zisheng opened the coffin, and there were several zombies lying upright inside, without any movement at all.
Mo Hua didn't know much about the habits of zombies, so he asked Bai Zixi:
“Sister, can't this zombie move?”
Bai Zixi said: "There are many types of zombies, some are natural transformations, and some are artificially refined..."
“When resentment accumulates, Yin energy gathers, and filthy energy soaks into the body, over time, it will naturally transform into a dead body.”
“Zombies that naturally transform into zombies are ferocious, greedy for flesh and blood, and will always kill people, eat people, and even other living creatures.”
“Man-made zombies will be weaker and need to be controlled by monks with evil weapons. If no one controls them, most of them will sleep in the coffin and accumulate corpse energy. At most, they will have some small instinctive movements..."
“But if the artificially refined zombies get out of control, they will be the same as the zombies that transformed from natural corpses. They will be attracted by blood and kill and eat people..."
“Oh.” Mo Hua nodded repeatedly, pointed to the coffin and asked:
“Then these bodies are not out of control, right?”
“Out of control.” Bai Zixi said.
Mo Hua was startled, "They are out of control?"
Bai Zixi nodded and said: "We lost control, but these low-level zombies are too weak and have exhausted their corpse energy. Even if they lose control, they can't move unless..."
“Unless you feed them blood?” Mo Hua said.
“Well, anything with flesh and blood will do.”
“What happens after feeding?”
Bai Zixi's eyes flickered, "They will come back to life on their own and keep looking for flesh and blood to eat..."
Mo Hua frowned, "It's still very dangerous..."
Then he remembered something and asked weakly:
“Then if you are bitten by a zombie, will you turn into a zombie?”
“It's possible.”
“Why is it possible?”
Bai Zixi said: "Zombies contain corpse poison." Mo Hua frowned, "Corpse poison?"
Bai Zixi raised her little index finger and explained:
“The so-called poison is essentially 'corpse energy', which is similar to spiritual energy, but has a different nature.”
Bai Zixi looked at the ink painting and said: "This kind of corpse energy forms corpse poison, which will pollute the blood of ordinary monks and transform the monks into corpses."
“If the corpse poison is less, or the corpse poison is weak, it will only change a little.”
“Once the corpse poison is too strong or invades the heart, the monk will turn into a zombie.”
Then she told Mo Hua, "You can't be bitten by zombies. You are weak and your blood is weak. If you are poisoned by corpse poison, your injuries will be more serious."
"Uh-huh."
Mo Hua nodded repeatedly.
Then he thought about how to restrain the zombies and prevent himself from being bitten by the zombies, so as not to be in danger and be in a hurry.
But don't rush this yet.
"How did the man refine the corpse?" Mo Hua thought for a moment and then asked.
“You need blood food, you need filth, you need some evil herbs, you also need a corpse refining coffin, or a corpse raising coffin.”
“I have never practiced how to practice specifically, so I don't know.”
Bai Zixi said in a clear voice.
Generally, disciples from aristocratic families are not allowed to come into contact with the knowledge of evil ways and demonic ways, in order to avoid having evil thoughts and bad character.
Until they get older and want to travel or study, the elders in the family will give them instructions and tell them some evil methods, so that they should be careful to avoid being succumbed to the evil tricks and dying without a burial place.
The Bai family should not be able to teach you this knowledge.
Bai Zixi knows this, probably because her homework is too good, her knowledge of Taoism is rich, and she has dabbled too widely.
Mo Hua looked at Bai Zixi as if he were looking at an elegant and exquisite "encyclopedia of monasticism", and couldn't help but praise with admiration:
“Senior sister, you know so much!”
Bai Zixi's expression was still indifferent, with only a pair of crystal eyes showing a little bit of pride.
Bai Zisheng curled his lips and said, "Flattery."
“Then do you know?”
"I have no idea…"
Bai Zisheng muttered.
Zixi is highly talented, has a good memory, practices seriously, and has extensive knowledge.
In terms of monastic knowledge, I am indeed not as good as Zi Xi.
Mo Hua patted Bai Zisheng on the shoulder, nodded and praised:
“It's important for people to be self-aware…”
It took Bai Zisheng a long time to come to his senses, and he couldn't help but scratch Mo Hua's little head.
After knowing the principles of corpse refining, Mo Hua began to study formations.
The first thing is the coffin.
This kind of coffin is called a corpse refining coffin or a corpse raising coffin.
It integrates refining, hiding and raising corpses into one. It can be regarded as an evil spiritual weapon.
Each zombie has a coffin.
Different levels lead to different quality of coffins.
Zombies are divided into walking corpses, iron corpses, copper corpses, gold corpses, etc. The corresponding coffin materials include wood, iron, copper, and gold.
What grade of corpse should be used for what grade of coffin?
Ink painting can't help but make complaints in my heart.
When a person is alive, he must be divided into superiors and inferiors. When he dies and becomes a corpse, his coffin must also be divided into gold, silver, copper and iron.
It's really fastidious.
Zhang Quan runs a longevity food shop.
These coffins should have been made by him himself.
But the formation on the coffin was definitely not drawn by himself.
Zhang Quan is not a formation master and does not have this ability at all.
Mo Hua studied the formation on the coffin and frowned.
What is on the coffin is not the Jue Formation, but the ordinary earth element evil formation.
The core of the formation is an earth-based formation, but in a different form. The ink is human blood, with white bone powder added, and some unknown fishy and filthy things.
The medium is a piece of bone embedded in the coffin.
The formation eye is a putrid heart, which seems to have been refined or pickled. The blood, foul air and spiritual energy are mixed in it to provide the power for the corpse refining formation to operate.
This formation looks **** and terrifying, but the underlying principles of the formation are a bit crude.
Ink paintings are not very eye-catching.
What Mo Hua really cares about is the formation at the heart of the zombie.
If what he expected was true, this formation would be a truly decisive formation.
Mo Hua called out: "Little senior brother."
Bai Zisheng nodded, then frowned, holding back his nausea, took out the dagger, and sliced open the skin of the zombie's chest bit by bit, revealing the formation that was melted into the flesh and blood.
The ink drawings are looked at and written down on paper.
At the same time, let go of your spiritual consciousness, perform calculations, and deduce formation patterns.
This process is slow and error-prone.
Once you make a mistake, you have to start over.
Mo Hua spent a whole day studying several corpses and comparing them with each other before trying to restore a complete formation.
Mo Hua looked at the formation on the paper with a solemn expression.
This formation indeed contains twelve formation patterns.
It is the true ultimate formation of the first grade and the twelve patterns!
But he didn't dare to learn it, because this twelve-line formation was most likely an evil formation used by the devil to refine corpses...
You can't do it yourself, just learn how to refine corpses...
(End of this chapter)
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