Asking about longevity

In the iron coffin, there is an iron corpse sealed. ׺°”˜˜`”°º×

Iron zombies are one level higher than wandering zombies.

The flesh of the wandering corpse is pale and rotten, and contains corpse poison. Although it is not afraid of death, its strength is relatively average. It mainly relies on quantity and corpse poison to gain an advantage.

The iron corpse's skin is as green as if made of iron, and its strength is stronger, comparable to the strength of the monks in the early stage of foundation building.

Refining iron corpses costs more and takes longer.

Likewise, controlling the Iron Corpse is more difficult.

Only Foundation Establishment monks, relying on Foundation Establishment spiritual consciousness and using the Corpse Control Bell as a guide, can control the Iron Corpse more stably.

Corpse cultivators in the Qi refining stage do not have enough spiritual consciousness. Once they control the iron corpse for a long time, it is easy for the iron corpse to lose control and cause backlash.

That's why Zhang Quan thought of using the sacrifice bell to enhance the stability of corpse control by borrowing spiritual thoughts.

Mo Hua opened the iron coffin.

An iron corpse with black and blue skin and an iron face and fangs lay in the coffin with its eyes closed.

There is a strong corpse aura on the body, and the dark green corpse poison flows in the flesh and blood.

Bai Zisheng held a spear in his hand, the tip of the spear pointed at the iron corpse's forehead to prevent the iron corpse from rising out of control and injuring Mo Hua.

Bai Zixi also held a golden sword in her hand and stood beside Mo Hua.

The ink drawing uses a dagger to cut open the shirt of the iron corpse, revealing its iron-blue and gloomy chest.

There is nothing on the skin on the chest.

But Mo Hua's eyes lit up.

He indeed felt the aura of Jue Zhen.

Mo Hua used a dagger to cut several times on Tie Zhi's chest, but Tie Zhi's skin was so hard that not even a single scratch was left.

Mo Hua sighed and could only hand the dagger to Bai Zisheng and said:

"Senior brother, it's up to you."

Bai Zisheng took the dagger and said:

"You stay away."

Mo Hua honestly backed away a few feet.

Bai Zisheng activated his skills, wrapped the dagger with golden spiritual power, carefully cut it on the iron corpse's chest, and peeled off the skin on the iron corpse's chest.

Under the skin, the flesh and blood are green and filled with corpse poison.

And what is condensed on the flesh and blood is indeed a blood-red, complex and profound formation!

"Mo Hua, come and take a look!"

Bai Zisheng shouted.

Mo Hua quickly ran over and stretched his head to take a look.

After looking at it for a moment, Mo Hua's eyes lit up.

That’s right!

They are indeed similar to the walking zombies, but the formation patterns are slightly different.

He quickly took out a pen and paper and briefly wrote down the formation pattern.

But after remembering it, there was something wrong with the expression in the ink painting.

He glanced at Iron Corpse and said in a deep voice:

"Senior brother, this iron corpse is going out of control..."

Bai Zisheng was startled, "How do you know?"

Mo Hua's eyes were a little deep, "The formation is operating, and someone is controlling this iron corpse...'out of control'..."

Bai Zisheng was shocked when he heard this. He immediately took out his spear and shot the iron corpse into the iron coffin.

At the same time, Iron Corpse suddenly opened his eyes.

The eyes were red, containing blood and violence.

Its arms were stretched forward, its iron claws were sharp and long, quenching corpse poison. Its body was stiff, trying desperately to stand up.

But its body was pinned to death by Bai Zisheng's spear, and it couldn't break free for a while.

As it struggled, the blood array on the iron corpse's chest gradually became clearer.

There seemed to be blood flowing between the formations. As the blood flowed, the sound gradually became louder, like a strange pulse sound.

The redder the formation lines are, the heavier the violent aura of the Iron Corpse is, and the stronger the struggle is.

Bai Zisheng frowned and said:

"Get out of the way, I can't control it!"

Bai Zixi stepped lightly and stepped away lightly.

Mo Hua immediately took a few steps back.

Within a few breaths, Tie Zhi roared, corpse energy surged from his body, and the surging force directly shook Bai Zisheng away, and broke free from the shackles of the spear.

The iron corpse that broke free had a ferocious expression and a low roar like a monster, but it was not bloodthirsty or murderous.

It seemed to know that it could not kill any of the monks in this room.

The iron corpse jumped up and tried to break through the door.

Once it escapes outside and enters Nanyue City, it can have a feast, devour flesh and blood, and restore vitality.

Iron Corpse crashed against the door, trying to get out.

But the surrounding spider web-like dense formations lit up, and several spiritual shackles appeared, directly binding the iron corpse, preventing it from breaking free.

Iron Corpse was furious, tearing apart his iron claws, destroying several formations, trying to break free.

Before it could break free, Bai Zisheng's spear had already attacked.

Bai Zixi's sword energy also burned with white flames, reaching straight for the iron corpse's head.

Several fireballs drawn in ink flew accurately towards the joints of the iron corpse's legs.

In the wing room, the formation shook and spiritual power overflowed.

Despite the sound-proof formation, such loud movements and fluctuations in spiritual power were still transmitted.

The strict teacher in the hospital, Xi Zheng, was drinking tea with Mr. Zhuang.

Yan Jiaoxi heard the sound and said with doubt on his face:

"Did something happen?"

Mr. Zhuang smiled calmly and said:

"It's okay, it's just a child's play."

Yan Jiaoxi was startled and nodded half-heartedly.

In the side room, the noise lasted for as long as a cup of tea, and then gradually subsided.

The formation in the house was too densely covered with ink, layer after layer, like a coiled wire hole, and the iron corpse could not escape at all.

And Bai Zisheng and Bai Zixi's Taoist skills are extremely strong.

There are also ink paintings taking advantage of every opportunity to make sneak attacks.

So Iron Corpse was quickly restrained.

Bai Zisheng's spear pierced the iron corpse's throat and pinned it to the ground.

But the iron corpse's limbs were still struggling and tearing non-stop.

Bai Zisheng said: "Junior brother, is there any way to prevent it from moving?"

Mo Hua stared at the formation on Tie Zhi's chest, thought for a while and said:

"Destroy this formation."

Bai Zixi asked: "Have you learned it?"

"Not yet." Mo Hua shook his head, "But I have memorized the formation pattern, and I will slowly understand it in the future."

"Okay." Bai Zixi said in a clear voice.

Then she twisted her delicate hands, and several golden sword lights condensed out and flew out together, piercing the iron corpse's chest and destroying the blood formation on it.

The iron corpse struggled with its limbs for a while, then gradually stopped moving.

All three of them breathed a sigh of relief.

"What to do with this iron corpse?" Bai Zisheng asked.

Mo Hua muttered: "It's better to seal it in the iron coffin first. I'll use the formation to restrain it to prevent it from happening again and running out."

"Where's Jue Zhen?"

"I wrote it down."

Bai Zisheng didn't believe it, "How long has it been since then and you still remember it?"

"Yeah." Mo Hua nodded and said with some uncertainty:

"This ultimate formation seems not difficult..."

"How can a decisive battle be easy?" Bai Zisheng asked worriedly, "Don't remember it wrong, it will be in vain."

"It's okay. Even if I remember wrongly, there are still four more bodies at Sister Situ's place."

"Okay." Bai Zisheng said, and suddenly frowned:

"Are the four iron corpses at Sister Situ's place also out of control?"

"No." Mo Hua asserted, "Sister Situ and the others don't know the formation. If they don't move the formation, the iron corpse will not lose control..."

"This iron corpse lost control because it was afraid of being discovered."

"Someone doesn't want me to see the formation on Iron Corpse's heart..."

Mo Hua held his chin and said thoughtfully.

Bai Zisheng nodded and said: "Then you should study carefully. I can't help you with the formation, but if you need to fight, you must call me."

"Yeah." Mo Hua agreed.

After that, the ink paintings were used to study the formations on the zombies.

The formations on the walking corpse and the formations on the iron corpse, combined, form a relatively complete, self-consistent spiritual energy movement, with a beginning and an end, and the formation patterns echo each other, a first-grade twelve-line absolute formation.

And this absolute formation is the Lingshu Formation.

A few days later, Mo Hua was sitting in the yard, looking at the formation in front of him, a little dazed.

He can already draw this perfect formation.

This was far beyond Mo Hua's expectation.

Mo Hua originally thought that learning the Lingshu Formation, not to mention comprehending any special Taoist essence, would at least take some time to understand the special operating rules of spiritual power.

But this Lingshu Formation, Mo Hua learned very quickly.

In just a few days, he was able to master the formation.

Mo Hua tried to draw the Lingshu Formation on a toy wooden tiger.

This tiger was made by Puppet Lao and given to Mo Hua.

After the wooden tiger drew the formation, Mo Hua stuffed a spiritual stone into it and used his spiritual power to activate it. He found that he could actually control the wooden tiger's actions with his spiritual consciousness.

They are walking or sitting, running or galloping, lying down or jumping, all lifelike.

Bai Zisheng and Bai Zixi looked at it and found it quite novel.

Generally, toys in the world of cultivation can move on their own.

Mo Hua bought a lot of these toys when he was in Tongxian City, stuffed some broken spiritual stones into them, and with the help of spiritual power, the puppets would "click, click, click" and run forward.

But its action is mechanical and fixed.

It’s different from what ink paintings are doing now.

This wooden tiger can be controlled with spiritual consciousness and make many subtle movements.

The two don't look much different, but the formations involved are completely different.

One is a crude formation with only a few formation patterns.

But the other one needs something beyond the level, a first-level and twelve-level formation.

Mo Hua carefully studied the principles of the Lingshu Formation.

I found that what Yan Jiaoxi said before was right. The core of this desperate formation is indeed the word "control".

It is to divide the spiritual power into more detailed hairsprings, and through these spiritual power hairsprings, precise control can be achieved.

But is that all?

Is what I have understood only the superficial aspects of the formation?

Is there something more profound that I haven't comprehended yet?

Mo Hua frowned.

In addition to understanding the rules of the Lingshu Formation, he discovered that there was another problem with this formation.

This formation may still not be a complete spiritual hub formation.

It has obviously taken effect, but why is it not considered complete?

Mo Hua thought for a long time and couldn't figure it out.

It wasn't until he remembered the out-of-control iron corpse that he suddenly realized it.

The Iron Corpse's loss of control was actually "out of control" under the control of the formation.

In other words, the Iron Corpse controls the Walking Corpse, and the Iron Corpse is also controlled by something.

The Spiritual Pivot Array on the Iron Corpse and Walking Zombie can basically form a spiritual power cycle to achieve the effect of the Spiritual Pivot Array.

But above the iron corpse, there is also a type of spiritual hub formation.

This type of spiritual hub formation is higher than the formations on the Iron Corpse and the Walking Corpse.

It is a higher-level component of the Lingshu Formation.

In other words, what Mo Hua currently masters is only the middle and low-level Lingshu Formation.

This type of formation goes beyond Mo Hua's previous understanding of formations.

"The formation is indeed profound and profound..."

Mo Hua sighed again.

If what he expected was correct, the so-called Lingshu Formation was not a simple single formation.

Instead, from a formation, a special formation is derived from top to bottom, from high to low, forming a self-contained system.

All Lingshu formations are of the same type, but they are controlled step by step with decentralized powers.

The walking corpse has the lowest level of the Spiritual Center Array, which has the lowest weight and can only be controlled by others.

What the Iron Corpse has on it is a higher-level Spiritual Center Array, which has a higher weight and can control the walking corpse.

In this case, there must be something else controlling the Iron Corpse!

Is it an evil weapon, a monk, or another zombie that controls the Iron Corpse?

And this thing, whether it is an object, a person, or a corpse, has the highest authority in the system of the Lingshu Array. It can control the middle and lower levels, and all the zombies with the Lingshu Array painted on their heart vessels.

Dominate all walking zombies and iron zombies!

Just thinking about it makes Mo Hua feel chilly in his heart.