Chapter 1

"Bang Bang", a sound of metal intersecting the sky. All kinds of light in the sky are brighter than a full moon in the night sky.

"Master, you see, after all, the eldest brother is more powerful, and his magic weapon is the brightest." A woman shouted excitedly. I saw dozens of people gathered at the foot of a hill, old and young, men and women. Several of them are strange-looking and have a sense of immortality. More than 20 young people are chanting spells and commanding their magic weapons to compete in the air.

There is an old man standing under a pine tree. The old man's eyebrows are like a sword, his face is white, and his jaw has a short beard. He looks only 50 years old. Next to her stood a famous 28 girl, dressed in a red shirt, with white and beautiful skin. The old man brushed his short beard and nodded and said with a smile, "Wenzhao, look, your eldest brother is one against three, and he doesn't fall behind. After all, these 20 years have not been in vain.

Wen Zhao smiled and said, "The eldest brother is talented and intelligent, and you have taught him carefully. Naturally, his skills have greatly increased." After saying that, he blinked his eyes mischievously, "The eldest brother of next month's Shushan Competition is also sure to win."

The old man shook his head slightly, "You can't underestimate other sects. The five sons of Wuyue have high apprentices. Xu Lang, under the seat of Taishan Danchenzi, was the champion 20 years ago. Although the last champion is not allowed to participate in this competition, Professor Dan Chenzi is so good that his subordinates can emerge.

"The high apprentice under Emei Jinghui is still a girl named Tong Jingyao. The year before last, a man fought against the snake demon for thousands of years, but he made a reputation.

"In addition, Laoshan, Qingcheng, Longhushan and Qiyunshan are all full of talents. There is also the Shushan Sword School, although it is not what it used to be. But since the change of the leader, it has also shown a renovation scene. I don't know if there is a profound Taoism among the young generation. Although other small sects have withered their talents, there is no guarantee that there will be a good seedling in the past 20 years. Just like our nameless faction, your big brother Ding Chong came out.

Wenzhao laughed and said, "Master, it's really funny for our school to take this name. You just changed it."

After hearing this, the old man sighed, "When your master wanted to innovate the sect, famous mountains and rivers had been occupied. Finally, he found this unknown mountain with pure aura and was a good place for practice, but it was occupied by some bear spirits. Your master was kind and didn't expect that those animals would harm him. In desperation, your master used his best to subdue it and put it in the back mountain and let it flourish. Because it feels like a place that has taken away others, this unknown mountain has been called a sect. It's not that you don't know, but you are fooling around here and punishing you carefully." After saying that, we have to fight. Wenzhao stuck out his tongue and told him, "Master, the disciple doesn't dare anymore. Just forgive the disciple this time." The master and apprentice were talking and laughing when they heard an exclamation from the sky, and a dark shadow fell straight down.

Everyone shouted, and three or five people, including the elderly, had already flown to check. When the shadow was less than ten feet from the ground, it suddenly rushed up like an arrow and penetrated into the magic weapon that was fighting regardless of danger. A purple light flashed behind the black shadow and stopped his waist. He only heard a "squeak" and something fell down.

"Be careful," the old man shouted, pinched it with one hand, and cast a pure lotus spell. A white light flashed. A lotus bloomed in mid-air * many magic weapons blocked out, but wrapped the dark shadow in it, and then slowly fell down.

Everyone hurriedly gathered around and saw a boy about 14 or 15 years old trembling, covered with blood and ragged clothes. But he shouted, looking extremely frightened and uneasy.

The old man waved his hand to take away the lotus, touched the boy's forehead, took his pulse again, and frowned, "What a terrible corpse poison. Fortunately, it's not deep poisoning." After saying that, he quickly took out a pill from his arms and stuffed it into the boy's mouth.

At this time, a handsome young man came forward and asked, "Master, look." Everyone saw him holding a sly zombie in his hand.

"Brother," the old man in a black robe stretched out his palm that lacked three fingers and said in a trembling voice, "That box is coming again."

The old man nodded heavily and said, "It's the white-haired zombie. I don't think he is still harming people after a hundred years. Humph." Everyone couldn't help saying this for a while.

Wenzhao couldn't help asking, "Uncle Luo, what's going on? Why are you missing three fingers? I've been asking you, but you dare not."

Uncle Luo was stunned for a moment and sighed, "A hundred years ago, the head brother took me to practice in all directions. One day, I missed the sharp time and slept in a wilderness. At that time, I couldn't calm down and slipped out to look around while my brother was meditating. Less than two miles away, I saw a forest, and there was a strange sound inside. I went in to check, and this look scared me half to death. Uncle Luo couldn't help touching his palm and then said, "There is an ugly white-haired zombie sitting in the forest, with the stench of dead bodies. His head is as big as a bucket, his eyes are like a torch, and his mouth is teeth. He is holding a human head and nibbling, and the blood is overflowing. There are still some dead bodies lying around, most of which have been sucked clean by it. Hearing this, several young female disciples couldn't help vomiting. Wen Zhao looked excited, "Say it quickly, uncle. Later."

Uncle Luo half closed his eyes, "The zombie saw me and threw away the dead body and stood up, more than ten feet tall. He opened his mouth and said, 'If you eat it, it's enough to be worth 300 mortals'. After saying that, he rushed over. At that time, I was so scared that I jumped in the air. Unexpectedly, the monster chased me in the wind. I sacrificed a magic weapon to hit him like defeating the leather, and I can't hurt him at all. Alas, it's just that I don't like to practice, and I deserve it. The zombie opened his mouth and bit me. I waved my hand to block it, but he bit three fingers alive. At this time, fortunately, the head brother came to hear the sound and stabbed his left eye with the purple electric light. The zombie was so fierce that he opened his mouth and spit out the corpse. The brother covered me with a Qingxin lotus spell and turned around to fight with him. After all, the zombie was defeated and fled in the wind. After saying that, Uncle Luo choked and said, "The head brother later spent nearly 20 years on Taoism in vain to help me get rid of corpse poison. Otherwise, it would not be his turn for Dan Chenzi to win the championship at that competition. Oh, brother, I've hurt you." After saying that, I couldn't help crying.

The old man silently listened to Uncle Luo's description. He said, "As the seventh generation head of the unknown faction, I, Bai Dingtian, have obeyed the teacher's orders since the day he took charge of this faction. The practitioner should put the morality of chivalry first. If he didn't bump into zombies that day, he didn't know how many people he would kill. Brother, you have actually done one piece of merit. As for the ranking of the technical conference, it should not be investigated too much. Everyone heard the solemn face and said, "I will follow the teachings of the head."

At this time, the boy was a little clear- minds and looked at the people and shouted, "Masters, come on, go and save my son. He was taken away." With that, he had to get up.

Wenzhao pressed the boy and said, "Don't move, or the poison will attack faster." The boy was pressed so that he couldn't move and still shouted, "Masters, my son was caught by a white-haired old monster. Please save him quickly."

Bai Dingtian turned around and told everyone, "Brother Luo, Brother Tian, you two lead your disciples to follow me, and Chong'er will stay here with you, Uncle Liu Taiqing and other peers to wait for the protection of Taoism. I don't know how many white-haired zombies there are. You need to be more careful. Ding Chong and Uncle Liu nodded quickly and said yes, and everyone felt invisible pressure.

Wenzhao grabbed the corner of Bai Dingtian's clothes and said coquettishly, "Master, take me with you. I have never seen a zombie, which is an eye-opener for my apprentice. A female disciple named Biqi smiled and said, "Sister, you think you are playing monkeys. It's really dangerous." Ding Chong also advised, "Little sister, your path is still shallow and it is not easy to go." Unexpectedly, Bai Dingtian nodded and agreed, and Wen Zhao couldn't help but go out.

Bai Dingtian greeted everyone to drive up the magic weapon and soared into the air. His younger brother Tian Youwei grabbed a handful of wind and sniffed and said, "Brother Wen Dao, that guy is about 30 miles southeast." Bai Dingtian waved his hand slightly and saw more than a dozen lights flashing across the path to the southeast.

Seeing this, the injured boy hurriedly bowed to the ground, "They are all immortals, all immortals. The prince is saved." Biqi couldn't help laughing, "What's your name?" What are you doing here?"

The boy said, "My name is Agen. I went to Beijing with my son to take the exam. It was late when I passed by Luoxian Town, but the prince was eager to test the test and did not hit the tip. My master and servant were not far away. I heard strange screams in mid-air. I saw a piece of monsters of size flying by, and some of them were still holding people in their hands. The white-haired old man with sharp eyes reached out and sucked the young man away. I was picked up by a little monster and followed me, only scared me to pee in my crotch. Unexpectedly, the monster fell from the air with urine stains like lightning. Later, he wanted to escape and was beaten down by you. I just don't know where my son has been caught and whether he is still alive. Whoo." After saying that, I couldn't help crying again.

Biqi softly advised, "Agan, don't be sad. As long as your son is still alive, I believe that the head master will save him back.

Liu Taiqing frowned and said, "These zombies are driving the wind, and I don't know where so many white hairs gather from. Anyone who can drive a zombie must be at least a thousand years old. That kind of zombie with white hair has been at least three or five thousand years old. If the white hair fades into a nightsha evil spirit, it will be immortal. Immortals can't help it."

Ding Chong stamped his foot and said, "If I had known that there were many zombies, I should have let the master bring the purple electric god. Uncle Liu, why did so many zombies gather together to catch people?

Liu Taiqing looked at the night sky and pondered. Suddenly, he patted his forehead and shouted, "Oh no, tonight is the day of looking at the moon. The yang qi is the weakest, the yin qi is the most sufficient, and it is a good time for zombies to worship the moon. I'm afraid that the white-haired zombie will incarnate into a night fork tonight.

Everyone was shocked to hear this, and Agen asked in a low voice, "Is this a big bad thing?"

Liu Taiqing said coldly, "There are good and bad things. The good thing is that your son should be fine before tonight." Agan took a long breath.

"The bad thing is that we have been in this mixed water, and I'm afraid it will be a big disaster."