Martial Arts? I Don't Know How To Do It, But I Only Know Magic!

Back in the room in the small courtyard, Henry Zhang couldn't sleep no matter what, and the mysterious feeling in the dark had not disappeared.

Henry Zhang: "What on earth could happen that makes me so uneasy? This wave of zombies tonight doesn't count. What on earth is that?"

If Henry Zhang knew about this, his mind would naturally calm down, but he still can't calm down now, which shows that Henry Zhang still doesn't know.

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China, Songshan, Shaolin Temple.

It is already midnight, and the gate of Shaolin Temple has been closed long ago.

At this time, the door shook violently, and a huge impact came from outside the door. Each sound was louder than the next, and the sound was passed back and forth in the quiet temple.

The monk in charge of the night watch today had heard the sound and called the monitoring room. The monk in the monitoring room found that the monitoring screen that had been normal just now was now completely dark and nothing could be seen.

The monk in charge of the vigil originally wanted to say something on the phone, but he found that his phone had crashed and could not be used.

Some monks who were sleeping lightly were woken up by the huge impact.

"what's going on?"

"Is someone banging on the door? It's so loud."

"Who is so crazy in the middle of the night?"

The discussion gradually began, and more and more monks got up from the bed, put on their clothes, walked out of the room, and headed straight for the source of the sound.

Abbot Kong is extremely angry now.

As the current abbot of the Shaolin Temple, he registered the Shaolin Temple as a company and was in charge of hundreds of billions of fixed assets of the Shaolin Temple. He was personally worth several billion. He had just attended a wealthy banquet and was woken up less than an hour after falling asleep. .

Abbot Kong Kong walked out of the room angrily, and vowed secretly in his heart that no matter who he was, who dared to smash the door of Shaolin Temple in the middle of the night and wake himself up, he would not leave easily tonight without paying a huge price.

This is the Shaolin Temple, a thousand-year-old temple. It is not a place where anyone can come and act wild. Staying awake in the middle of the night and breaking down the door is crazy!

Even if he is mentally ill, Abbot Kong will make him unable to eat and walk around.

Soon, a large number of monks gathered in the square inside the gate of Shaolin Temple. No one went to open the door to take a look. This required the permission of the abbot above. Ever since Abbot Kong wanted to list Shaolin Temple, he used various reasons to disobey the temple. The monk was transferred out, and now he is the only voice in the Shaolin Temple.

Abbot Kong took the lead, followed by three to four hundred monks.

Walking to the door, Abbot Kongkong ordered the door to be opened, and told the monks of Moda Yuan holding monk sticks on the side to wait for the door to open and take down the people immediately. No matter who dares to make trouble here, they will live. You're impatient, aren't you?

The door bolt was opened, and before the monks from Damo Yuan could open the door and rush out, people from outside rushed in.

There is no human here, this is clearly a large wave of zombies.

The white zombies rushed in from the gate. Before the nearest monk from the Bodhidharma Monastery could react, he was thrown to the ground by four or five white zombies. The next second, tragic screams resounded throughout the entire Shaolin Temple.

The monk was lying on the ground and four or five white nails were inserted into his body. His body was torn into four or five pieces. Blood spurted out, and the air was filled with the smell of blood.

This group of white zombies smelled the smell of blood, roared excitedly, and rushed towards the crowd.

In just a few seconds, a monk died. None of the monks present had ever seen such a bloody aspect.

Looking at the zombies rushing towards them, they completely lost their will to resist and ran backwards one by one crazily. At this moment, they only hated their parents for having two fewer legs, so that they could not run any faster.

Some monks were so frightened that their limbs became weak, and they stood trembling on the spot, begging their companions to help them. But at this time, it was too short for them to have two legs to escape, and no one was willing to help others.

Despite his fat head and big ears, Abbot Kong Kong could run faster than anyone else. When he saw something was wrong, he was the first to run.

Although he ran fast, the hundreds of people who were behind Abbot Kong were now blocking him in front of him. He couldn't rush past him at all. He could only watch his throat being bitten by the zombies, and blood flowed out. Suck it out bit by bit. At this moment, wealth, power, and connections are of no use. He can only greet his death in pain.

At this moment, the front yard of the Shaolin Temple was occupied by a large wave of zombies. The abbot died tragically and the monks in the temple lost their backbone. They were hiding around like headless flies.

In front of the tall golden Buddha statue, witnessed by Buddha, Tuo, Bodhisattva and many Arhat statues, the entire front yard of Shaolin Temple became a purgatory on earth.

The monks in the front yard ran back to the middle yard, and they blocked the gate of the middle yard. No matter how hard the monks outside the door begged or cursed, they would not open the door.

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The Shushan Sect, at this moment, the Shushan Sect has been completely occupied by zombies. The remaining dozen or so Shushan sect members discovered early and escaped from the Shushan Sect through underground secret passages.

This group of zombies wandered around the Shushan sect, and when they found no one there, they left directly.

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Early the next morning, all the zombies in the front yard of the Shaolin Temple left before dawn, leaving only about two hundred corpses of monks that had been sucked into mummies or torn apart.

It wasn't until the sun came up that the gate of the central courtyard was opened. Some pilgrims who drove up the mountain were frightened by the scene in the temple and fainted. Some were vomiting on the side, and some were busy calling the police.

It was not until noon that Henry Zhang knew what had happened from the mouths of pilgrims going up the mountain.

It turns out that not only the Tianshi Mansion was besieged by zombies last night, but also the Shaolin Temple, Shushan Sect, Emei Sect, Wudang Sect, etc., all the ancient sect temples with thousands of years of heritage were not spared, and they were all besieged by zombies.

Among them, Buddhism suffered the most heavy losses, especially the Shaolin Temple, where more than 200 monks were killed or injured, and more than half of the senior officials headed by the abbot were killed.

Now this matter is spreading a lot on the Internet, and the top ten most searched topics on a certain blog are all about Shaolin Temple.

Not only this pilgrim, more and more pilgrims went up the mountain to the Tianshi Mansion to check the situation. As a result, they found that only the Tianshi Mansion was fine, which gave Henry a lot of incense and desire.

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Long got in touch with the Thirteenth Bureau immediately after dawn, and now the Thirteenth Bureau was in a mess.

In the thirteenth round, we were not besieged by zombies, but we had to minimize the impact of this incident and find a way to deal with it, which was very stressful.

Mr. Cheng: "Now it seems that only Tianshi Mansion has this practice method. Long, you must get the real practice method as soon as possible, cultivate this so-called magic power, and help the Thirteenth Bureau and even the country master this kind of practice method." Strength, the situation is getting weirder and weirder now, ghosts and zombies are coming out, and there are organized attacks, it’s up to you.”

Long: "Mr. Cheng, please rest assured, I will master it as soon as possible."

The situation of Tianshi Mansion was once again shared on the Internet, which once again aroused netizens' curiosity about Tianshi Mansion. Many of them flocked to Li Yilong's live broadcast room.

Li Yilong was reading the barrage: "Why is there nothing wrong with Tianshi Mansion?"

Li Yilong: "Brothers asking this question, I suggest you search the Internet for what the Tianshi Mansion does.

Tianshi Mansion, the head of the Taoist sect in China, what Taoist priests do, they specialize in dealing with monsters, monsters, and these zombies.

It would be normal if nothing happened to the Tianshi Mansion, but it would be abnormal if something happened. Brothers, the Tianshi Mansion cannot bear it with the Tianshi around, so I suggest you just lie down in bed and wait for death. "

Li Yilong: "Taoist priests specialize in dealing with zombies and ghosts, and this is their profession; and the Taoist priests in Tianshi Mansion are the most powerful part of this profession. To say something happened to them is equivalent to talking about a cat catching a mouse, and the mouse will do the opposite. If you catch the cat, isn’t this a huge joke?”

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After Henry Zhang probably understood the general situation from the pilgrims' mouths, his restless mind calmed down at this moment.

Back in the courtyard, Xuanxu and other Qi-refining monks were practicing under the Lingcha tree.

The scene last night had a great impact on them. Coupled with what they learned from the pilgrims' mouths, Xuanxu and others felt more and more weak that they were weak. If Tianshi hadn't been so powerful, maybe Tianshi's Mansion would have been in the same miserable state. .

Henry Zhang is very satisfied with the state of Uncle Xuanxu and the others. Sometimes a sense of crisis from the outside world can stimulate everyone's potential. Maybe the ten Foundation Establishment Pills in his hand will be put to use soon.

Henry Zhang did not disturb them and quietly returned to the room. No matter how you look at it, this time things are not simple.

With so many zombies attacking at the same time, there must be something behind it. Henry Zhang felt that the world was becoming more and more interesting.

Henry Zhang: "It's time to draw spiritual talismans. I haven't used my magical power yet. Drawing a few spiritual talismans can also relieve the pressure."

Magical power: When writing, it is like a god, activated.

With the blessing of magical powers, Henry Zhang officially started painting: Five Thunder Talisman

When the first stroke fell, the entire Longhu Mountain shook slightly.

When the second stroke was written, a group of ghosts were crying in the deep forest, and the soul of Liu Erming, the river god, was suddenly startled, as if something threatening to him was about to appear.

When the third stroke came down, a large dark cloud floated over the courtyard. In the dark clouds, lightning flashed continuously and thunder roared.

Finally, when it came to the last stroke, thunder and lightning passed through the roof and hit Henry Zhang, trying to prevent Henry Zhang from making the last stroke.

The next second, the Five Thunder Talisman was successful.

The dark clouds dispersed, Longhu Mountain stopped shaking, the ghosts stopped crying, and Liu Erming's spirit settled down again.

On the table in front of Henry Zhang, a purple talisman was placed quietly on it, and lightning flashed from time to time on the talisman.