Chapter 80 Powerful Zombie, Wang Dali

Looking at the bodies everywhere, Qin Hui gathered them together and made a fortune. Although there are not many good things and magic weapons on these disciples, they have still gained something from Qin Hui's search. On one side, there was a flag with the word thunder, the only rune sword left on Leng Ruohan's body, and a Taoist book called Fumo's corpse practice on Leng Ruohan's body, and some scattered charms.

Looking at the good things in his hand, Qin Hui lit a fire on these bodies. With the burning of the fire, these Taoist priests who have taken the task of exorcism and guarding the road all their lives also turned into flying ashes with the flames.

The fire burned threwary. Qin Hui finally looked at Leng Ruohan sitting cross-legged in the fire, and then turned away.

"Hmm!" After walking only a few hundred meters, Qin Hui saw a figure lying on the ground. The gorgeous robe that the figure had originally wore was already completely different. Only a golden life was locked in the moonlight and silently declared his existence.

Qin Hui looked at the name written on the golden lock and walked towards Wang Dali. When he was in front of him, Qin Hui found that Wang Dali closed his eyes tightly, and his body was full of burnt black wounds, as if he was about to die soon. If he hadn't shaked occasionally, Qin Hui would have thought that he had been eliminated. Qin Hui looked at Wang Dali and shook her head and said, "You are lucky to meet me, otherwise your appearance will kill you in the sun early tomorrow morning." After saying this, Qin Hui took Wang Dali in her hand and went to Wu Zitong's research institute.

"Papa, Papa, Papa. Open the door, I'm back." With the knock on the door, after a while, Wu Zitong opened the door. After opening the door, Wu Zitong looked at Wang Dali in Qin Hui's hand and asked doubtfully, "Boss, who is this person?"

Qin Hui lifted Wang Dali's head, let Wu Zitong look at the sharp teeth exposed in his mouth, and said, "Of course it's a zombie. Otherwise, wouldn't it be good for me to go home and sleep!" It's necessary to bring him here!"

Hearing Qin Hui's words, Wu Zitong smiled and said, "Zombie! OK, OK, OK. Welcome, welcome, come, boss, please.

Qin Hui took Wang Dali's body and walked into the building. However, as soon as he entered the building, Qin Hui saw the zombie holding a doll and looking at him with a frightened face.

"What do you want to do? Why did you put it out again?" After seeing this zombie, Qin Hui admonished Wu Zitong.

Hearing Qin Hui's inquiry, Wu Zitong did not answer, but waved to the zombie and said, "Dumb, go back to the room." With Wu Zitong's words, the zombie named Dumb ran into the house like a human.

Wu Zitong looked at Qin Hui, who opened his mouth and looked surprised, and said with a smile, "This zombie called Dumb, I did an intelligence assessment and found that he had the intelligence of a two-year-old child, and he could initially distinguish whether others were good or bad for him. Now in his eyes, I am his mother, and as long as he can understand my order, he will follow it. So I think I should build a closer relationship with him instead of caged him.

Listening to Wu Zitong's words, Qin Hui threw Wang Dali to the ground and said in a low voice, "Zitong, you are just an ordinary person and have no strength to protect yourself at all. You are playing with fire by doing this!"

Wu Zitong nodded and said with a smile, "I know, but I need a zombie who can cooperate with me, and I have learned psychology, and I can better understand the meaning expressed by his body."

Hearing this, Qin Hui asked, "Did you learn zombie psychology?"

Wu Zitong shook his head and said, "Human psychology, but I think it can be used universally, because he has wisdom."

Listening to Wu Zitong's words, Qin Hui sighed, gave him the Fu sword on his back, and some Taoist charms, and told him, "Since you have this idea, then do as you want. However, I want to warn you that zombies are no better than others, and there is no precedent for your cultivation method, so you have to be careless. You take this sword with you, but I hope you won't use it until the day. Hearing Qin Hui's caution, Wu Zitong also nodded cautiously, and then carried the Fuyi sword on his back.

"Ah, er." Listening to the sudden strange sound, Qin Hui looked at Wang Dali on the ground and found that he was looking at himself with his eyes open.

Seeing Wang Dali wake up, Qin Hui squatted beside him, patted his zombie face, and said with a smile, "You are lucky that you can be picked up by me today. Otherwise, you will definitely not escape the fate of being killed as you are now." Feeling Qin Hui's movements, the zombie Wang Dali kept shaking his head to avoid Qin Hui's slap.

Qin Hui looked at the zombies who wanted to hide but couldn't hide, turned to Wu Zitong and said, "This zombie killed more than a dozen mages tonight. Don't look at him now. If he gets better, his strength will definitely not be average, so you must be careful of him when I'm away."

Wu Zitong listened and answered affirmatively, "Don't worry, even the elephant can't break free from the iron prison I made."

After saying a few more words with Wu Zitong, Qin Hui stayed here and read the Taoist book called Fumo Practice. This book is about training zombies into their own guardian generals. This method can make people communicate with zombies, practice corpses first, practice the method, and finally integrate human corpses, transforming the advantages of zombies into human beings. Finally, until the zombie's genshen is connected with his own genshin's mind, even if it is completed, the corpse practitioner will get the power and defense of zombies. Looking at this Taoist book, Qin Hui, who was worried about his skills, couldn't help but get the most precious treasure.

After getting this Taoist book, in the following days, in addition to going to Uncle Jiu's house to say hello every day, Qin Hui went to Wuma's house to buy two bowls of zombie rice, and then practiced corpses in the small building. In fact, this practice of corpses is just to soak the body of zombies with various herbs, convert the corpse gas of zombies into evil spirits, and improve the various resistance of the zombie body. In this way, under Qin Hui's daily cherishing nourishment of medicinal materials and Wu Zitong's scientific nutritional configuration, the skin of these two zombies slowly emits metal light, and they become less and less like zombies in every move.

Wang Dali was soaked in the potion every day. At the beginning, he resisted fiercely, but later, with the daily changes, Wang Dali even began to enjoy it, because these potions were more helpful to it than those blood, so this only became a sperm zombie. Except for occasionally getting angry and being beaten by Qin Hui, he usually gets along well with Qin Hui. You should know that the current Qin Hui is at the same level as the fire cloud evil god in the movie. The strength of the fire cloud evil god in kung fu is obvious to everyone, so in the eyes of Qin Hui, a master who can defeat the fire cloud evil god, these zombies who have not realized their magical powers are not so powerful.

In this way, after more than ten days, Qin Hui began to establish a spiritual link with him. At this time, Qin Hui did not know that the Taoist book in his hand was not to refine those wild zombies raised by nature, but to refine those mages of Fumo Mountain and were pregnant with Taoism. Those corpses raised.

In the basement, Qin Hui sat cross-legged in front of Wang Dali, while Wang Dali lay flat on iron**, all locked by chains. Qin Hui looked at the Taoist book on her leg. At this time, she wrote and drew a corpse spell on the zombie's forehead with her own blood, which could establish a preliminary contact with the zombie.

Qin Hui looked at the Taoist book while drawing a charm on Wang Dali's forehead with her own blood. With the completion of the last stroke, Wang Dali suddenly struggled, and at this time, Qin Hui's mind also had another will. The idea in that will is very simple. For now, there are only two meanings, one is to vigorously get injections, eat, and evolve. The other is not to draw the brain marrow, not to do experiments, and not to be controlled.

Feeling these two simple ideas in his mind, Qin Hui, who thought he was successful, couldn't help laughing and thinking that as long as I practiced the corpse method, I would get the defense and strength of zombies. At that time, I will combine strength, speed, defense, and skills, and my strength will definitely advance by leaps and take it to the next level.