Unify all heavens

"My friend, please sit down!"

Zhu Gong made a "please" gesture to Li Qing, then sat cross-legged on the futon with a smile, his right hand gently pulled the cuff of his left hand, and his left hand picked up the sapphire wine bottle and filled the two wine cups.

But what poured out of the sapphire wine flask was not wine, but wisps of liquid-like white mist.

Li Qing didn't notice this, all his attention was on the sounds in his ears.

There was a look of confusion in his eyes.

These voices were like many people he couldn't see gathering together and whispering in his ears, telling some extraordinary things.

He only vaguely heard the words "zombie" and "Jie Tian".

After a long time, perhaps because he had become accustomed to the quiet smell in the incense burner, his eyes gradually returned to clarity.

"My little friend, this is the sound of the Great Dao that I intercepted from the sermons of saints in the prehistoric times, as compensation for spying on me with water and moon magic without my permission!"

His eyes had just regained clarity when these words rang in his ears.

Li Qing looked at Mr. Zhu and saw him with a kind smile on his face, holding a cup of wine in his hands.

"Why don't you sit down, little friend? Sometimes, when you sit down, the scenery you see is completely different from what you see when you stand!"

After Zhu Gong said this with a smile, he drank up the liquid mist in the wine cup in his hand.

Li Qing hesitated for a moment, worried that the Bamboo Guild would kill him instantly and then take away the purple coffin. But then I thought about it, this Zhu Gong was a powerful person from the prehistoric era. If he were to be shocked and killed, he would probably be wiped out without even having a chance to react.

Thinking of this, he nodded slightly and sat on the futon.

The moment he sat down, the scene in front of him suddenly shattered like a puzzle piece and scattered in all directions.

Each fragment is printed with fragments of irregular scenery in the courtyard.

Huhu——

A cloud of smoke suddenly appeared from under the futon, lifting the futon high into the sky.

Fortunately, Li Qing had experienced similar things several times, so his expression only changed slightly before returning to normal.

Zhu Gong looked at Li Qing with a smile, refilled his wine cup with a sapphire flask, and said, "Little friend, what is a zombie?"

Li Qing was startled when he heard this, and many answers instantly appeared in his mind.

Zombies are existences rejected by heaven and earth. They are not bound by cause and effect and do not fall into reincarnation. Zombies are the most evil things, so they are hated and feared by all living things.

But when he opened his mouth, all the words he originally said were choked in his throat, and he didn't know if the answer was right or not.

At this time, Lord Zhu asked again: "People have their way, immortals have their immortal way, and gods have their divine way. So, what is the way of zombies?"

Li Qing was silent when he heard this, then slowly shook his head.

Seeing this, Mr. Zhu smiled and said, "The sage said, the way of zombies is the way for the dead to survive. It is also the way to conquer the sky. It takes the vitality of all things and refines one's body in order to achieve transcendence!"

After saying this, he looked at Li Qing and sighed: "My friend, you are a zombie, but you are not walking in the zombie way!"

Li Qing continued to remain silent after hearing this. When Mr. Zhu finished talking about the zombies, he discovered this matter.

Zhugong's words were like a wake-up call, waking him up.

Zombies follow the path of life in order to seize the vitality of all things and refine their bodies in order to achieve transcendence, but he takes a specious path.

While Li Qing was thinking, Lord Zhu stroked his beard and smiled and said: "In ancient times, I have seen several fellow Taoists who practice the zombie method. They can take away the life of all things with just one breath. Even though they are dead, However, it is full of vitality, running rampant in the wilderness and no one dares to mess with it, it is really powerful!"

When he said this, Mr. Zhu sighed softly: "My little friend, your way is wrong!"

Li Qing frowned when he heard this, and then listened to Zhu Gong say: "But this is not your fault. Your experience of aging has been understood from the seven souls you left in the world!"

After hearing these words, Li Qing's eyes suddenly widened and he looked at Mr. Zhu in shock. He almost slapped the table and stood up to stay away from this Mr. Zhu.

Zhu Gong glanced at Li Qing's expression and said seriously: "Under the law of heaven, there is cause and effect. The old man once used water and moon magic to watch my little friend. In order not to take advantage of the cause and effect, he gave me an excerpt of the saint's sermon as a gift. My little friend didn't have it before. I understand because I don’t have enough realm. If I have enough realm, I will naturally understand what the saint said! I went to check the memory in my seven souls without telling my friend. This is the cause, and the result is that I have just understood the way for you! At this point, I You and your kids don’t owe each other anything!”

After saying this, Mr. Zhu smiled, raised his hand and pointed at the wine cup in front of Li Qing, and said seriously: "Please drink up this wine, little friend. After drinking, I still have something to discuss!"

Hearing this, Li Qing narrowed his eyes and glanced down at the wine cup in front of him, only to see that what was in his wine cup was not wine, but a rising mist.

He knew in his heart that this cup of wine was extraordinary and that drinking it might be of great benefit to him, but he did not dare to touch it!

When Zhu Gong met him for the first time, he used a method that he could not refuse, and gave him excerpts from the saint's sermons and the fragrance from the incense burner as compensation for secretly using water and moon magic to watch his whereabouts. Then he sat down and preached to him. After he understood, he told him that he had read the memories in Qi Po without his permission.

Who knows what Mr. Zhu will tell him if he drinks this cup of wine.

Thinking of this, Li Qing became even more frightened and wished to leave Zhu Gong's area immediately.

Zhugong saw Li Qing's face getting ugly, and he smiled and said: "Little friend, there is no need to worry. I am watching your whereabouts because you are the first zombie that I have seen after the Great Desolation that broke through the world's barriers. I can't help but feel curious. . The reason for looking at your memory is because I want to know the method you used to accomplish this feat. After all, with your strength, you can’t even see the world’s barriers, let alone break them! As for letting you drink all the wine, it’s because You are the guest, and I am the master of this place, and this is how it should be both emotionally and rationally!"

Li Qing sighed upon hearing this. This Zhu Gong had the upper hand in everything from the very beginning and was really scheming.

Thinking of this, he took a deep breath, looked up at Mr. Zhu, and said: "Since Mr. Zhu said that we want to talk about things, we might as well talk about things first. It's not too late to drink this Chinese wine after talking about it!"

After Li Qing said this, Zhu Gong shook his head, smiled, and said helplessly: "It's up to you!"

As he spoke, he solemnly took out a withered bamboo shoot from his arms, then placed it on the table in front of him, caressed his long beard and said, "Little friend, if you can take this bamboo shoot away from this world and plant it, I will be able to grow it." Then I can promise you three things!"

Li Qing looked at the bamboo shoots placed on the table, but found that they were no different from ordinary bamboo shoots. But looking at Mr. Zhu’s solemn expression, this bamboo shoot must be extraordinary! He couldn't see that the abnormality of the bamboo shoots should be due to the fact that the realm had not been reached.

Thinking of this, he asked.

"What is this bamboo shoot?"

Mr. Zhu stroked his beard and looked at the bamboo shoots with hope.

"This is the glimmer of life that the old man bought from the saint at the price of falling into the netherworld forever!"