80s Taoism

A dozen or so walking corpses made Zhang Jiaohua and his party panic. Originally, these corpses moved slowly at first, and their movements were extremely slow. However, I didn't expect them to suddenly accelerate when they approached, and they were not afraid of life and death. Immediately put Zhang Jiaohua and his party in danger.

"Don't panic! Take advantage of the battle!" After all, Zhang Yichen was experienced in many battles, and the sudden situation made him a little flustered, but he quickly stabilized his position and threw out several spells one after another, blowing up the walking corpses. All of a sudden, the crisis was alleviated.

However, these corpses that were blown up did not completely lose their fighting power like the corpses that were turned over by Zhang Jiaohua's bell. They got up quickly, their strength was not affected at all, and they still rushed towards Zhang Jiaohua and the others howling.

"These ghosts are controlled by the government. Be careful, everyone," Zhang Jing reminded.

Zhang Jiaohua also recovered quickly, knowing that the reason why the bell failed just now was not that the bell had no effect, but that there were too many corpses, and only the manipulating souls on the corpses directly attacked by the bell were devoured by the bell. The power of the bell is limited after all, when the power is dispersed, the attack effect will naturally be greatly weakened.

"If I can narrow down the target, maybe the effect will be much better." Zhang Jiaohua had an idea. Using the divine sense to control the magic weapon to attack a corpse close to him. Sure enough, this time the effect was much better. The corpse fell to the ground.

However, there were seven corpses pounced on Zhang Jiaohua, and the person controlling the corpses seemed to think that Zhang Jiaohua was the biggest threat, and even took Zhang Jiaohua as the main target of attack.

"Be careful!" Zhang Yichen yelled worriedly when he saw Zhang Jiaohua's situation. But he was helpless, because he was also surrounded by several corpses. Those corpses were really too difficult to deal with, they were knocked over by him constantly, but they were able to get up again and again. Zhang Yichen rushed up one after another, making Zhang Yichen busy with it.

"Stop!" Zhang Yichen stuck a body-fixing talisman on the forehead of a corpse that was attacking him, and the corpse froze immediately, the two eyeballs kept turning, but the body couldn't move at all.

Seeing that the body-fixing talisman was effective, Zhang Yichen finally breathed a sigh of relief, and prepared to stick the body-fixing talisman on the rest of the corpses. However, the immobilizing talisman on the forehead of the corpse that had just been immobilized just persisted for a while, and it turned into a small ball of fire. A wisp of green smoke drifted away, and the corpse rushed towards Zhang Yichen again. Zhang Yichen didn't expect such an accident, and was caught off guard by that corpse.

hiss!

Zhang Yichen stepped back quickly, but the corpse still scratched his clothes, and immediately tore off a large piece of fabric.

"Junior Brother, are you alright?" Zhang Jing asked quickly. Zhang Jing and Zhang Yichen are brothers in the same school, and they are as close as brothers, so if there is a little trouble on Zhang Yichen's side, Zhang Jing is naturally very worried.

"It's okay. Brother, the ghosts who manipulate these guys are very skilled. Ordinary spells can't deal with them." Zhang Yichen quickly told the rest of his experience and lessons.

Zhang Jiaohua was getting more and more handy, and the effect of the usual practice of Meishan Zhuanggong was reflected. He deftly used his body skills to deal with those corpses, which looked very dangerous, but those corpses didn't even touch Zhang Jiaohua's clothes. Instead, Zhang Jiaohua used the magic weapons in his hands and knocked them down one by one on the ground.

After a while, Zhang Jiaohua had already put those corpses on the ground, and fell to the ground in a mess, unable to move any more. The ghost controlling these corpses is nothing more than manipulating the three souls and seven souls left on the corpses. Now the three souls and seven souls and even a wisp of manipulative consciousness have been swallowed up by Zhang Jiaohua with his talisman. Naturally, these corpses have completely turned into corpses. No matter how high that ghost thing is, there is no way to continue to control it.

After Zhang Jiaohua got rid of the seven corpses around him, he went over to give Zhang Yichen some relief.

Of course, it is not impossible for Zhang Yichen and others to deal with these controlled corpses. With their strength, it is also very easy to deal with these corpses. But they don't want to consume too much mana before seeing the real master, so they can't use large-scale spells. They are naturally very passive just relying on the low-level spells and physical strength in their hands.

Zhang Jiaohua became more and more courageous as he fought, and his efficiency was getting higher and higher. He walked in the middle of these stiff corpses like a lingering wave, and quickly put all the corpses on the ground.

"Zhang Daoyou, this magic weapon of yours is really powerful." Meng Guofen looked enviously at the bell in Zhang Jiaohua's hand.

"My master passed it on to me." Zhang Jiaohua said.

"It's a good treasure. I'm afraid you'll have to be the main force when you meet the right owner. These guys are obviously the ones who disappeared recently. But I think that this house has existed for hundreds of years, and the things inside may not be so simple," Zhang Jing said.

Zhang Yichen also nodded, "Little brother, this is not the first time you have participated in such a battle."

Zhang Jiaohua smiled, "It's definitely not the first time."

"That's good. At first I was a little worried that it would be dangerous for you to participate in such a battle for the first time. Now I feel at ease." Zhang Yichen looked at the corpse on the ground and sighed.

Although all of them were monks, they were also very saddened to see more than a dozen corpses on the ground. Not so long ago, they were all living beings, but now they have completely become corpses. Life is too fragile.

"Let's move on," Zhang Yichen said.

No one said anything, and naturally everyone agreed.

Zhang Jiaohua took down an oil lamp from the wall and lit all the oil lamps along the way, but the dim yellow oil lamp could not illuminate the deep cave, and the depth of the cave was still deep and dark.

The cave was quiet, only the footsteps of four people could be heard echoing in the cave.

"Have we walked for about ten minutes? According to our speed, we have walked at least a few miles, why haven't we reached the end yet?" Meng Guofen asked with some doubts.

Brothers Zhang Jiaohua, Zhang Yichen, and Zhang Jing also felt that something was wrong. How many miles away, where did they go? This way, there is no detour at all. Where does this cave lead to? What is that thing waiting in front of me? Also, why was such a cave built back then? What is it for?

No one can answer this question, maybe only after seeing that thing, all this will have an answer. Perhaps, everything is an unsolvable mystery.