The founder of all religions

Late at night, the bright moon hangs high, like the eyes of a fox, looking at the world indifferently.

Two hundred miles outside Qingchan City, in a dilapidated temple, a bonfire was slowly burning, accompanied by the sound of firewood exploding, bringing some light to this sneaky wilderness.

"Hehe, after finishing this job, it will be enough to marry the young lady of the Meng family."

Beside the bonfire, a rugged man grinned, but his long eyes fell on the dark coffin next to the broken altar.

There are countless tombs hidden in the hundreds of thousands of barren hills in Beimang. No one knows how much wealth there is. As long as you dare to risk your life, getting rich overnight is no longer a dream.

Therefore, countless people go into the mountains every year with such a dream, but only a handful of them actually come out alive.

In addition to the dangerous tombs, tigers and leopards in the mountains, ghosts and monsters are also the source of broken dreams.

Obviously, this group of people is the lucky few.

"Brother Xu, I heard that the daughter of the Meng family has more than two hundred kilograms of gold, can't even step out of the door, and wants a three hundred tael gift. What are you trying to do?"

At this moment, an older man next to him took a puff of cigarette and grinned softly.

"Hey, you don't understand this..."

"A fat woman all over her body, warm in winter and cool in summer...you don't know the fun in this." The man surnamed Xu laughed in a low voice, with a rippling look on his face covered with stubble.

"What a weird quirk. Have you tried it secretly?"

The old man who smoked dry cigarettes squinted his eyes and shook his head: "It's still Widow Song's Gudao Hot Sausage, it tastes better."

"Widow Song? Mr. Li... that widow is just like an ice pimple on weekdays. How can she be so warm?"

At this moment, the youngest boy among the three spoke.

"Hahaha……"

As soon as these words came out, Old Li Tou and Xu Hanzi looked at each other and laughed.

"My grandson, Widow Song is forty-two years old this year. Her charm is still pretty. Although it is an ancient way, it is indeed warm... Only through personal experience can you know..." Xu Hanzi smiled ambiguously.

"Gudao Rechang..." Xiao Sun murmured, still looking confused.

"Hahaha... Young man, there are some things you will know when you are older..."

Lao Li took a puff of dry smoke on his head and squinted his eyes and said: "It's not necessarily the arm that has bulging veins, it's not necessarily the knife that stabbed you in the back, it's not necessarily asthma that's having trouble breathing, it's not necessarily high fever that's causing the whole body, and it's not necessarily the knife that's stabbing you in the back." Those who kneel down are not necessarily begging for mercy..."

"Hehe... there are some things that you have to do in person to know the truth..."

As he spoke, Lao Li put down the bags under his eyes and cast his slightly focused eyes towards the black coffin not far away.

"After you finish this job... Mr. Li wants you to eat meat and find a tasty girl..."

"Master Li... I heard people say that robbing graves and digging graves damages one's moral character, and that giving birth to a child will make you lose your temper..."

Xiao Sun's peripheral vision glanced at the coffin behind him, and then looked at the sky outside the temple. He subconsciously shrank his neck and spoke with some worry.

"Fuck you..."

Lao Li raised his cigarette and glared sharply, interrupting Xiao Sun's words.

"It seems that you are not that poor... If you don't do this, you can't even afford to have children, and you still want to..."

Xiao Sun had a drooped face and lowered his head, but he didn't dare to say anything more.

Seeing this, Old Li Tou's expression softened a little, and he put down the bags under his eyes and said: "Xiao Sun, don't have any ideological baggage. Our industry is a legitimate craft, and the knowledge in it is not as good as those of other scholars..."

"As the saying goes, look for the dragon and share the gold with him...forget it, why are I telling you this? Just make money, don't be slanderous."

"Master Li, it's not that I'm taboo, I'm just a little scared...I heard that it's easy to come across dirty things in this business..."

Xiao Sun shrank his neck, lowered his voice, and tried to stay as far away from the dark coffin as possible.

"What stupid words are you talking about!? Money is the courage of a hero, Xiao Sun, think about the profit from this trip, you won't be afraid of ghosts and monsters..." Xu Hanzi stared, his eyes glowing with excitement.

The big tomb they stole this time was an ancient tomb. It was very old, at least before Shenzong, and at least a thousand years old.

The only pity is that this large tomb has been visited by others, and now only the black lacquer coffin remains. Although it has not been opened, the black mahogany iron core wood coffin is already priceless. I don’t know how many wealthy businessmen are willing to pay for it. rush to buy.

If there are treasures buried inside, it will be even more profitable, and maybe even a pension for the next life can be earned.

"But……"

The night outside the temple is getting darker, and the wind in the wilderness is strong, blowing on the dilapidated windows, making a creaking sound, which makes Xiao Sun's body tremble twice. The taboo on his face has not diminished, but has become stronger.

"Stupid boy, we have all come out of the tomb, we won't touch dirty things." Old Li Tou couldn't help but chuckled as he looked at his guilty look.

Boom...boom...boom...

Suddenly, a harsh sound sounded in the dark night. Although it was gentle, it was like a heavy hammer in everyone's ears, causing their hearts to shrink suddenly.

"what sound!?"

Xiao Sun was like a frightened bird, shrinking his neck and listening carefully.

Boom...boom...boom...

The rhythmic sound became heavier and heavier, as if something was hitting the door.

"It seems...it came from there..."

Xu Hanzi raised his eyebrows and cast his suspicious gaze on the black coffin quietly placed in the distance.

Under the trembling bonfire, the shadow of the coffin was stretched and swaying faintly.

Old Li Tou was shocked and confused, but after all, he was a veteran who had been in and out of the tomb all the time. At this moment, he plucked up the courage to cautiously approach the dark coffin.

"Master Li..."

Xiao Sun was horrified and couldn't help but warn him.

"It doesn't matter, nothing will happen..."

Lao Li leaned in front of the black coffin, paused, turned around and whispered.

Pfft...

Suddenly, there was an explosion, the dark coffin cracked open, and a withered and withered arm suddenly stretched out, its ferocious five fingers suddenly spread apart, grabbing Old Li's head like an iron pincer.

"Xiao...Xiao Li..."

Pfft...

The five fingers intertwined, and the head exploded like a watermelon. Scarlet blood mixed with white pulp splashed onto Xiao Sun's face.

"The corpse...the corpse has changed..."

Xu Hanzi screamed, the yellow and white thing fell to the ground, his trembling voice revealed endless fear.

The evil wind suddenly rose, making the bonfire rustle and lower its head. Xu Hanzi turned around instinctively and rushed towards the temple entrance.

boom……

The dark coffin shattered, and a rotten and ferocious long tail surged out, like a big snake, directly piercing Xu Hanzi's body. The next moment, the weak flesh and blood body was immediately torn apart, and was blown away by the weird tail. Grind into minced meat.

Xiao Sun suddenly collapsed to the ground, and his fingers touched Xu Hanzi's flesh.

At this moment, he looked down with the help of a weak bonfire. In the broken coffin, there was actually a colorful civet cat, as big as a wild wolf, with a strong corpse smell all over its body, which almost made him faint.

"How...how could it be...a demon...a demon..."

There seemed to be a voice roaring in Xiao Sun's heart, and he knew he was dead.

Roar……

At this moment, the strange civet cat let out a terrifying and hoarse roar, and its scarlet eyes were like faint firelight, noticing his presence.

"The demon died and turned into a corpse...what a rare thing..."

Suddenly, a ethereal and graceful voice slowly sounded in the cold night.

Xiao Sun was startled, and when he looked back, he saw two beautiful figures walking slowly under the moonlight, like fairies banished to the sky. One had beautiful eyes with gold hidden in them, and was charming and charming, while the other was seductive and charming, as beautiful as frost.

"Sister Scorpion, Beimang Barren Hills is indeed a world-famous place for raising corpses... It is indeed rare for a demon to become a corpse after it dies..."

Xia Chanming looked at the colorful civet cat that exuded a stench and couldn't help but sigh.

Life and death have destiny, entering silence is like a lamp going out, corpse transformation is like rebirth, and waiting is like a strange creature born outside the reincarnation.

It is not easy for ordinary humans or animals to turn into corpses after death, let alone the corpses of monsters and ghosts.

This is like the difficulty of carving and shaping a piece of wood and a piece of iron ore.

"Although he has transformed into a demon-ghost corpse, it is a pity that he is only the lowest walking corpse..."

Jie Pipa looked indifferent and murmured softly.

Even if zombies transform, there are also levels. The lowest walking zombies only have the simplest instincts, killing and drinking blood, without even the simplest consciousness. They also have many weaknesses, such as fear of sunlight, chicken blood, peach wood, etc.

Among the hundreds of thousands of barren hills in Beimang, the most common ones are walking corpses.

The corpse turns into a zombie and mutates like a living being, between yin and yang, so it is called a zombie.

On top of the walking zombies, there are white zombies, black zombies, flying zombies, etc.

These zombies are more powerful, can fly in the sky and escape from the earth, are omnipotent, have fewer and fewer weaknesses, and can even have their own will and wisdom, making them more advanced than ordinary creatures.

There is no doubt that Beisha Xuan Zombie is the pinnacle of such existences.

Throughout the ages and endless years, there was only one zombie like her.

Roar……

At this moment, the beautiful civet cat let out a soul-stirring roar, and bursts of corpse energy rose into the sky, rushing towards Xie Pipa and Xia Chanming.

Pfft...

There was just a flash of black shadow, Xie Pipa's tail had already been retracted, and the colorful civet cat let out a shrill scream, and turned into a pool of black blood, spilling all over the ground.

"Weak." Xie Pipa didn't even look at it.

Such a small character is not even qualified to crawl in front of her.

"Sister Xie, your strength has become more and more unfathomable. You are completely different from when you were in Guixu."

Xia Chanming walked up and couldn't help but said.

"Xiaochan, you are still in the demon market now, why do you want to come back with me?"

Xie Pipa was noncommittal and looked at Xia Chanming thoughtfully.

"Are you doing it for Li Mo!?"

"Huh!? Sister Scorpion cares about him very much!?"

"Although I haven't said it explicitly, in fact I have accepted him as my master... If you have other thoughts, don't blame me for not remembering our old feelings." Xie Pipa got straight to the point, with a warning in his cold words.

This made Xia Chanming show a strange expression.

"I didn't expect that he was so powerful that he even subdued Sister Scorpion... Don't forget that he is the successor of the Black Sword. The reason why the Nine Poison Ancient Scorpion lineage..."

"alright……"

Xie Pipa raised her jade hand lightly and interrupted it directly.

"I know these almanacs better than you do, so you don't need to show them in front of me."

"If you really have bad intentions towards him, I advise you to leave as soon as possible."

Xia Cicada was silent for a moment after hearing this, and then sighed.

"Since Sister Scorpion said this, how could I have other thoughts?" Xia Chanming shook her head: "You should know that in the early years, Future Fayan once appraised my destiny..."

"If the golden cicada encounters the spiritual monkey and appears, the five elements of life will not last forever..." Xie Pipa thought thoughtfully.

As Xia Chanming's close friend, she naturally knew these two prophecies about the future.

The highest form of the Nine Treasure Spiritual Cicada is [Golden Cicada], and Xia Cicada's talent can only reach [Silver Cicada] now.

This is almost the limit of her life. Without the opportunity, it would be difficult to peek into the Golden Cicada's realm.

"I guess that maybe only by meeting the so-called 'Spirit Monkey' can I have the possibility to understand the Golden Cicada... As for the 'Five Elements', it should be related to my life and death..." Xia Chan whispered quietly.

"For so many years, I have never been able to understand the mystery of these two prophecies... But ever since I met Li Mo, I have always had a feeling..."

"Eighty percent of my life and death are related to this person."

"You are delusional and have no basis..." Xie Pipa frowned slightly and said in a serious voice: "But if you have no evil intentions, it is not impossible to follow me back to Qingchan City."

"I knew Sister Scorpion wouldn't ignore me."

Xia Chanming smiled and took the arm that understood Pipa.

"let's go."

Xie Pipa hooked her hand and turned to leave.

"This human being..."

At this moment, Xia Chanming looked at Li's fainted grandson.

"When did you have such a kind heart?" Xie Pipa said lightly: "Don't worry about him. He will wake up naturally when it gets dark, but there is no point in waking up..."

"He is contaminated with corpse poison, so he probably won't live long."

As he spoke, Xie Pipa turned into a demonic wind, carrying Xia Cicada and flying towards the direction of Qingchan City.

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Nine Burial Mountain.

Dark clouds are pressing overhead, covering the bright moon.

There was a sound of jackdaws, black feathers fell, and crows came from the night.

Since the bottomless pit was destroyed and Xie Pipa disappeared, he has become the most trusted confidant of the [Young Corpse Master] and is in charge of all affairs of the Nine Burial Mountains.

"Young Corpse Master, I'm back."

Yaya stood in front of the cave, bowed down respectfully, whispered softly, her eyes filled with awe.

He knew that his master was no longer what he used to be. Since the [Zombie Lord] disappeared, he had not only practiced Xuan Gong, but also forged a holy weapon, and his strength had grown by leaps and bounds.

The most important thing is that the holy weapon made by the general is not simple...

"came back……"

At this moment, an indifferent voice came from the faint cave, pulling Yayaya back from her thoughts.

"Young master, I have some clues about the errand you ordered." Yaya Ya lowered her body and replied respectfully.

However, there was no response in the faint cave. After a while, the indifferent voice sounded again.

"so……"

"The monkey showed up!!"