The Almighty Martial Arts System

The alcoholic monk came very quickly. When the night was dark, he arrived at the Changbai Mountain incident.

He looks younger than Dong Wangye, his face looks quite fortitude, wearing a black beggar, holding a string of beads in his hand, tall and tall, if not the bald head is too conspicuous, in the eyes of women, this should be considered a very A handsome, handsome middle-aged uncle.

"Monk, you are finally here." Dong Wangye smiled and greeted him.

"I will help you solve the problem. When the matter is over, you have to take out the good wine you have collected." The alcoholic monk got out of the car and became a lazy.

"No problem! Good wine is enough." Dong Wangye promised.

However, the drunkard monk is a brow, and his eyes are weird, looking at Dong Wangye. He said: "How are you a little abnormal today?"

Dong Wangye asked, "How is it not normal?"

After carefully scrutinizing the singer, the alcoholic monk shook his head and said: "If you can't say it, it feels a bit abnormal. You guys are very jealous. Every time you drink your treasured wine, you can click on the search and don't forget to damage me. How is this so happy this time?"

Dong Wangye is quiet and faint: "After that, you will find yourself to drink."

The alcoholic monk quickly waved his hand, "Don't tell me! I drink!" After he finished looking at Liu Yunyun, he asked, "Is this girl?"

"This is the proud disciple of Qinglong, called Liu Yunduo..." Dong Wangye introduced in the middle.

For Liu Yunduo, the alcoholic monk is just as surprised as Dong Wangye. Liu Yunduo can only be regarded as their apprentice generation, but the strength has reached such a powerful point, has been chasing them!

"I really admire it. I heard that the strength of Qinglong brother has just stepped a step forward. I have already reached the congenital level of the second layer. I am still amazed. I did not expect such a proud disciple, really..." The drunkard monk turned the beads in his hand and shook his head.

He seems to be quite stilted, but everyone who knows him knows that this is a master who does not obey the rules and regulations. He believes that 'the wine is in the intestines, the beads are sitting in the heart, or there will be no alcoholics. The monk is such a title.

"Qinglong has been cultivated as a guilty?" Dong Wangye suddenly heard a sudden, his eyes changed a little.

The alcoholic monk nodded.

The gap between the realm of the realm and the outer realm of the outside world is very large. Most of the innate masters are difficult to break through this level, and they will not be able to go out of their lives. Similarly, the strength gap between the two is enormous.

They didn’t compare before the masters of the realm in the first days.

It is necessary to know that the first day of the world, in their view, it is already the end of the practice, there is no record, has begun to look for the broken virtual road, is completely another realm.

"In other words, rumors can form the existence of zombies, the strength of life is at least the master of the guilty realm, and even above the inner realm, is a taboo horror master! After their death, the yin **** is immortal and reborn, becoming a zombie body, Will we be an opponent?"

Dong Wang seems to be worried.

"Being able to become a zombie, in addition to the burial place, there are a lot of articles, they are indeed unimaginable masters. But as to whether it is the master of the realm in the first day, this is not necessarily. Some congenital possession of treasures A foreigner can also turn himself into a zombie after death.” The alcoholic monk explained.

"However, these zombies are even more powerful before they are born. It will take a long time to restore the strength of the year after the resurrection. When I was still only at the level of Danjin, I followed my master to deal with a zombie incident. The zombie was already After awakening for more than a month, it is still far from fully recovering its strength, and its strength is roughly comparable to that of a practitioner who has just entered the innate realm.

Now this zombie, according to what you said, wakes up less than a week, it should be easier to deal with him. ”

In any case, although he is not a decent monk, and he is not a method of cultivation in the Central Plains, it belongs to the Tantrics on the plateau, but for things like ghosts and zombies, it always takes advantage of congenitality and is more likely to restrain. .

The drunkard monk re-examined the bodies of two bodies that had been sucked into corpses and shook his head and said, "This is not the case. This zombie has not left anything. Just relying on these two corpses, I am not enough to guess the whereabouts of the zombies. Unless it is the Longhushan's Zhang Daochang, it is almost the same. I, to find out his trace, I have to take a trip to the grave to find something like his hair."

Then a group of people rushed to the location of the tomb.

The tomb is on a big mountain. The mountain is not far from Yulong Village. It is only 20 minutes by car. But not all of the mountains are covered by forests, there is no road at all, the car can't be driven, and people need to go.

"The tomb is in the north of the mountain peak in Beiyang. The terrain is steep and difficult to walk. Let's go up three people, and the other policemen will stay at the foot of the mountain." Dong Wangye said.

The alcoholic monk and Liu Yunduo nodded their consent.

Even if the police follow them up, they can't help. As for the Soviet Union’s male son, who was neglected and did not dare to make sense, he did not want to go up.

This incident is too wicked. When he thinks of the word zombie, he feels awkward and enters the grave to challenge his nerves. Still honestly staying down the hill, staying in the car is better.

After half a dozen, the three arrived above.

The drunkard monk saw the terrain clearly, and suddenly his brow wrinkled up and whispered: "The mountain is yin, the whole mountain is like a turtle snake, and the position of the tomb is still concave." This is the most gloomy and most The cold land. Directly through the nine clear yellow springs, you see no, the whole mountain is lush, but there are no trees around the tomb... This kind of terrain is also in the shadow of the land! The zombies coming out are afraid to be fierce and fierce! Let's go, let's go in and see..."

The tomb is large, but it is quite rudimentary. It is not up to the standard of the tomb, and there is nothing in it. Even the organs are few, but it is like an ordinary mountain passage.

The drunkard monk frowned and felt weird.

However, it is also explained by the pass, after all, it is not a rich prince buried in it, there will be no expensive funerary objects. This is a place of cultivating with ulterior motives.

"Hmm? Stop!"

As soon as I walked to the main burial chamber, the front of the drunkard monk suddenly stopped her body shape, her face changed, and her eyes looked at the front.

"What's wrong?" asked Dong Wangye.

"I'm not right, it's not right." The bead in the hands of the alcoholic monk quickly turned, his eyes glanced around, and suddenly his face changed: "This grave was not opened in the last week, but has been open for at least a year!" (To be continued.) )