Zombies: Cultivating Immortality at Maoshan, Becoming Stronger by Doing Nothing

Chapter 444

The ghostly aura surrounding the two was quickly dispersed and disappeared into the air.

In an instant, the eerie winds around them disappeared, and the forest returned to silence.

Sensing the absence of ghostly energy and eerie winds, Master Xu opened his eyes and looked at the peaceful forest with a shocked expression.

He turned to look at Ling Yanyan, who was fully aware of what had just happened.

Although he didn't open his eyes, he could hear Ling Yanyan casting a spell to drive away the ghostly energy.

"Master Ling, your skill is truly amazing. I wish I could have half of your skill."

Master Xu looked at Ling Yan Yan with envy in his eyes. He was much older than Ling Yan Yan, but his strength was less than 30% of Ling Yan Yan's.

This is really depressing.

Master Ling is simply a prodigy.

Zhang Dadan stood up and came to Ling Yanyan's side, excitedly saying, "Master Ling, you are so amazing! After I learn Taoist arts, will I be able to be as amazing as you?"

"Uh." Ling Yanyan didn't want to discourage him, but to think he was as awesome as himself was just a pipe dream.

When Master Xu heard his disciple's naive words, he couldn't help but facepalm.

Isn't this guy too naive? Doesn't he realize that even his master is inferior to Master Ling?

He thinks he can be that powerful? Isn't that just wishful thinking?

Master Xu reached out and slapped Zhang Dadan on the head: "You should learn the basics first." Ling Yanyan smiled at this and didn't say anything.

The next second, he looked up and his gaze fell on the air.

Ling Yanyan saw a wisp of black, smoke-like killing intent swirling in the air, about a meter high.

Gazing at this murderous aura, Ling Yan Yan even felt a little frightened.

"There is probably a powerful evil spirit." Ling Yanyan thought to himself.

After all, with his abilities, ordinary vengeful spirits could not cause him any harm. The only thing that could give him this feeling of being threatened could be a fierce and malevolent ghost.

He secretly mobilized his power and focused it on his eyes.

This is his martial art, the "Mysterious Heaven Primordial Chaos Technique".

With this technique in operation, no ghost or demon can escape his eyes.

As my vision cleared, the outline of the shadow in mid-air gradually became clearer.

It was a three-headed, ferocious ghost.

The three vengeful ghosts were all clad in armor and wielded a large bone knife with an extremely sharp blade. The ghosts could be faintly seen wandering among the vengeful spirits, emitting mournful howls. Each ghost exuded an eerie aura.

The vengeful ghost's eyes were bloodshot, and a bloody aura emanated from it.

When Ling Yanyan met those eyes, it felt as if he were in the midst of a massive battle, and he could vaguely see countless corpses reflected in the pupils.

"This must be a demon from the army. Only the killing atmosphere of the army can cultivate such a monster."

Looking at the three evil spirits that appeared before him, Ling Yanyan immediately understood their origin.

Only under the influence of the bloody and murderous atmosphere of the military can such a monster be cultivated.

In ancient times, Bai Qi buried ten thousand people, creating what is now known as the Mass Grave, one of the ten most haunted places in China. Ten vengeful ghosts were said to have been born from this mass grave, each capable of destroying a small country.

"Be careful, there are evil spirits around here," Ling Yanyan whispered to Master Xu.

"Leave these evil spirits to me. These little evil spirits dare to show off their skills in front of an expert. It's laughable."

Master Xu had been itching to make a move ever since he saw Ling Yanyan take action, but he hadn't had the chance to.

After all, he had always been suppressed by Ling Yanyan, and now that he had taken Zhang Dadan as his disciple, he, as the master, should show his skills in front of his disciple.

Ling Yanyan knew Master Xu's plan, so he did not offer to help.

He had already seen through the strength of the three-headed ghost by circulating his cultivation technique. Master Xu was, after all, a highly accomplished Taoist master, not one of those charlatans who swindle and deceive.

Even if Master Xu can't withstand the three-headed demon, at least escaping won't be a problem, and he will naturally take action when the time comes.

Seeing that Ling Yanyan had given his tacit approval, Master Xu immediately took out the peach wood sword from his waist.

He chanted in unison: "Lin, Bing, Dou, Zhe, Jie, Zhen, Lie, Qian, Xing."

He then shouted, "Demons, take this!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Master Xu exuded an aura of profound mystery.

A righteous, dark yellow aura emanated from him, causing his Taoist robe to billow and making him appear exceptionally imposing. A transcendent aura, befitting an enlightened being, naturally arose within him.

Seeing Master Xu's scene, Zhang Dadan gasped and said, "Master, you truly live up to your name. You are terrifying. You will surely be able to easily wipe out this group of vengeful ghosts."

The thought that he had only recently joined the sect and would soon be able to witness his master personally dealing with vengeful ghosts filled Zhang Dadan with an irrepressible excitement.

"When my master puts his skills into practice, I will benefit greatly from learning even one or two moves from the sidelines."

After all, in his daily life, he didn't have many opportunities to witness his master going all out in a real battle against a vengeful ghost.

A white light flashed across Master Xu's peach wood sword, and gusts of gentle breeze gathered on it. With Master Xu's command, the peach wood sword seemed to be sentient and flew towards the evil spirit before him.

A flash of bloodlust appeared in the ghost's pupils, and wisps of murky black mist instantly appeared in front of it, enveloping the peach wood sword and emitting a series of corrosive sounds.

"Damn it, I didn't expect this vengeful ghost to be so vicious, it can even corrode my peach wood sword." A huge wave surged in Master Xu's heart, and turmoil instantly arose.

His peach wood sword is made of thousand-year-old peach wood and is the most precious treasure of their Taoist temple. It has been passed down from their Taoist patriarch to the present day and has a history of more than three hundred years.

Furthermore, it is protected by the ancestral master and blessed by the Three Pure Ones, giving it a natural ability to restrain evil spirits.

He once wielded this peach wood sword and fought his way through the Jiangnan region, vanquishing countless ghosts and demons. Unexpectedly, he encountered an opponent here.

"disease!"

Without a moment's hesitation, Master Xu beeped, recalling his arrow.

Upon closer inspection, the peach wood sword was found to have a crack due to corrosion. However, a green aura enveloped the crack, which was visibly healing at a rapid pace.

"Fortunately, I found it in time, otherwise this peach wood sword would have been broken in my hands, and I would have truly failed my ancestors." Master Xu felt a little scared.

If this peach wood sword, which has been passed down for over three hundred years, is truly destroyed in his hands, then he would truly be a sinner to their Taoist temple.

"However, this vengeful ghost in front of us is probably not having a good time."

Master Xu felt a chill run down his spine as he looked at the evil spirit before him.