Asking About Longevity Chapter 482

Chapter 482 Corpse King

There are so many things to pay attention to when refining a corpse...

 As expected, laymen know the excitement, and insiders know many things.

Mo Hua's mind moved slightly, and he said in a deep voice:

"Then let me test you again. If... I make a corpse that can be used to command a group of corpses, what should this kind of "corpse" be called?"

 “Command the corpses…”

Lu Ming continued:

“Only this kind of king is qualified to become a 'corpse king', and he is the best corpse embryo for refining the corpse king.”

His status is low, he is a disciple of the Lu family, he knows everything about him, no one doubts him, and no one even cares about him at all.

 The Corpse King…

Lu Ming was a little flustered and quickly waved his hands and said:

Lu Ming flipped through the book and said:

“It seems that the procedures are more complicated than normal corpse refining…”

There are not many spiritual stones, and she is not a twenty-eight-year-old girl. Her cultivation level is not high, and her talent is not good. Even if she kills her and uses it to refine the corpse, it will not be considered a good embryo...

“After death, being turned into a corpse, the remaining instinct of surrender will be easier to be controlled by the 'King of Corpses'…”

If he doesn't go out, sooner or later, he will go to refine the corpse.

 It is exactly the same as the name "Lu Peipi".

The things about the ancestor of the Lu family are similar to what Mo Hua heard from Qinglan.

Mo Hua was thinking about Yan Jiaoxi's demeanor and pretended to be "teaching earnestly" on his face.

 “I dare not…”

No matter how high your cultivation level is, you can only hide in the dark, deal with corpses all day long, and will be wanted by the Dao Tingsi. You will not be able to see the light. One day in the future, your identity may be exposed, and then you will be "doing justice for heaven". .

"Okay, just getting to know each other can be considered fate. If you don't want to be a corpse cultivator, I won't make it difficult for you."

“Let me test you again. How is this Corpse King refined? What effect does it have after it is refined?”

Mo Hua will also release his spiritual consciousness when he has time. Pay attention to what Lu Ming is doing.

 The ink painting looked calm on the face, but in the heart he couldn't help but sigh.

Mo Hua looked slightly startled.

Mo Hua pondered for a moment and then asked:

 Selfishly practicing Taoism, doing whatever it takes...

"I...I..." Lu Ming mumbled, not daring to say it.

"I..." Lu Ming smiled bitterly, "I don't want to be a corpse cultivator..."

 “What do you mean?” Mo Hua said in a deep voice.

“There is another one called the 'Corpse King'…”

Mo Hua rolled his big eyes and whispered:

"Help me find out about the ancestors of the Lu family and the head of the Lu family..."

Lu Ming was a little confused, "Open the book?"

This Lu Ming, although he is a bit stupid, he still knows something.

 Lu Ming was still a little touched.

They all have parents and relatives, but they suffer misfortune, and they have no peace even after they die.

"Anything is fine," Mo Hua said, "Gossip, anecdotes, rumors... Whether it's evidence-based or hearsay, you can secretly inquire about it and tell me..."

 What do you have?

Mo Hua had a small face and said seriously:

“In the past, there was a powerful corpse cultivator who destroyed a sect, refined the sect leader into a corpse king, and then transformed the disciples into zombies.”

Lu Ming pretended to understand and nodded.

 A few days later, Lu Ming reported the information he had learned to Mo Hua.

Lu Ming's heart felt cold.

Lu Ming is not very smart, and Mo Hua is afraid that he will find out something wrong.

Lu Ming frowned, thought for a while, and then said uneasily: "I can't remember clearly..."

 “There are…several kinds…”

 meaning, greedy, extravagant, moody.

Lu Ming was overjoyed to be saved from a desperate situation, and he quickly said:

 “Please give me your instructions, young gentleman!”

“But it's probably not possible for the master of the house to let you out…”

Mo Hua pretended to hesitate. After thinking for a few times, he sighed slowly:

 Lu Ming is a little confused.

"But if I save you, it will be a lot more troublesome, and I may offend the head of the Lu family."

“The king of the country was killed and turned into a 'King of Corpses', and all the people in the country were slaughtered and turned into zombies. In this way, the whole country was turned into a zombie kingdom…”

Mo Hua snorted, "The head of the Lu family treats you so well and gives you the opportunity to do corpse cultivation and learn corpse refining. This is your blessing, and it is also your duty as a disciple of the Lu family to do your part for the Lu family." Don't you know how to cherish this opportunity?”

 Those who cultivate demons indeed commit more crimes of killing.

 After that he went to inquire about it.

Mo Hua was slightly startled, and then said doubtfully:

"Once you go out, you will definitely reveal the secrets in this corpse mine." "You can feel at ease and stay here..."

 Lu Ming opened his mouth, "Bad... bad person?"

"Yes!" Mo Hua said, "In this world, the worse people are, the more successful they are."

Mo Hua added: "If you can provide benefits, I will consider whether to save you or not."

 “Do you understand?” Mo Hua asked Lu Ming.

 For a moment, he didn't know whether the young gentleman was praising the head of the family or scolding the head of the family...

　What good things can catch the attention of this young gentleman?

Mo Hua said displeasedly: "What, you're still not satisfied?"

 “The Corpse King?”

 If you cannot marry a Taoist partner, you cannot fulfill your filial piety.

 “Don't live up to my expectations...”

 One hundred and seventy-six. Two hundred and thirty. One hundred and thirty-seven. Ninety

 “What good can I do?”

“You have to be very particular about refining the corpse of the Corpse King. Ordinary corpses can't do it.”

"Okay, you go ahead and do it." Mo Hua nodded, "But keep it hidden and don't expose it. This matter has nothing to do with me. I'm just a kind, innocent and kind-hearted person who wants to save you from the sea of ​​misery. "

“The worse he is, the more he denies his relatives, is shameless, shameless, and unscrupulous, and the probability of success will naturally be greater..."

“There is something called 'Zombie Bell', which is a corpse-controlling bell that is refined into a zombie's body and used to control other zombies…”

 After training, he will be inseparable from the zombies.

“There are also some records saying that small countries in the southern barbarian land were massacred by demonic cultivators…”

“Yeah.” Mo Hua nodded, as if I was very tolerant and would not embarrass you by asking you to read the book if you couldn't answer.

Mo Hua asked some more details, and Lu Ming answered them one by one.

Lu Ming felt a chill in his heart, and he didn't even realize it.

He quickly stood up, kowtowed to Mo Hua, and said:

 “Please help me, Mr. Xiao!”

 “Why should I save you?”

 When he thought of this, Lu Ming felt so regretful that his intestines turned green.

“You have studied very hard, so I am relieved. Tomorrow I will say a few good words for you in front of the Lu family leader, and promote you so that you will be successful and stand out..."

He struggled in his heart, and then begged: "Little sir, can you... tell the head of the Lu family to let me out?"

“Now that I'm doing things for him, the worse he gets, the better.”

Lu Ming was startled, "What's the matter?"

Not only was he harsh on exploitative mining cultivators, he was also quite mean to his own disciples, often beating and scolding him, being extravagant himself and stingy with others.

He immediately took out several corpse refining books from his storage bag, searched them several times, and then hesitated:

"In this way, these "disciple" zombies will naturally be controlled by the "head" Zombie King..."

These words made Lu Ming so ashamed that he couldn't hold his head up.

Suddenly he glanced at Mo Hua and saw that Mo Hua had a calm expression. Even at a young age, even in the corpse mine, he looked calm and at ease. A glimmer of hope arose in his dead heart.

Lu Ming was in a daze.

Mo Hua's eyes lit up.

Lu Ming was a little skeptical and timid, so he whispered:

 “You, why are you asking about this?”

Mo Hua pretended to think, and then sighed:

“But I'm young and kind-hearted. I'll test you. You do something small for me. If you do it well, I'll save you once.”

Mo Hua was a little disgusted at first and said: "You have a low cultivation level and a low status. You are not proficient in Taoism or corpse refining. You are a little disciple of the Lu family. You can't help me if you work hard for me."

Lu Ming felt a pain in his heart.

Mo Hua nodded with satisfaction and praised:

Lu Ming, however, looked embarrassed and hesitated to speak.

“The corpses it commands are best those who surrendered to it and were controlled by it before they were alive…”

Lu Ming felt a little unsure and asked, "Is there something wrong?"

"I want to confirm whether the head of the Lu family is a bad person..."

Mo Hua deliberately kept a straight face, "You don't know how to show appreciation?"

 No means at all, no ability at all.

“There are people called “lantern corpses” who use corpses as lamps and burn ointment to guide the way…”

Sometimes he just started a conversation and let other corpse cultivators chat while he eavesdropped.

“But this is a powerful method of magic. It cannot be done by ordinary corpse cultivators with crude methods of refining corpses..."

“With controlled zombies, the probability of losing control and backlash will be much smaller.”

 What benefits can he give?

This young gentleman has an extraordinary status and unpredictable methods.

“I really became a corpse cultivator and entered the devil's path. My whole life will be over…”

Being able to command thousands of zombies, the one refined by Lu Chengyun should be a corpse king...

But his life was at stake, and he didn't want to give up, so he kept in mind what might happen and said:

"The villain is willing to sacrifice his life for the gentleman, no matter what, he will go up to the mountain of swords or the sea of ​​fire, no matter what!"

 Monks of a sect or even a country...

Lu Ming thought for a while and gave another example:

Indeed, they are neither relatives nor friends, and their friendship is shallow. Why did this young gentleman save him?

 I occasionally bully others and feel good about myself, but I didn't expect that I would be such a waste when I really encounter a problem...

Mo Hua took a leisurely sip of tea and continued:

　　"Promoting you is just a matter of one sentence. I just say it casually. It doesn't matter if it's a personal favor."

“Yes,” Mo Hua nodded, “That's the Corpse King. You got the answer right.”

Mo Hua said: "For the open-book exam, you can read the classics."

Mo Hua nodded slightly.

 If you don't refine well, if you miss, the zombies will lose control and he may be eaten by zombies.

 There are things about the Lu family, there are things about the ancestors of the Lu family, there are also things about Lu Chengyun...

 It's over…

 Lu Ming nodded, "Okay, little sir!"

 Lu Ming's face was ashen.

 He was waiting for this sentence.

Mo Hua's words confused Lu Ming.

 Fortunately, although he was inquiring, he was not very deliberate.

 As expected, I only gave him the wrong name, not the wrong nickname.

From Lu Ming's mouth, Mo Hua also learned about some rumors between Lu Chengyun and the ancestor of the Lu family.

 (End of this chapter)

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