Having just become the Corpse King, you want me to seize the position of Purple-Robed Celestial Mast

Chapter 11 This humble Taoist priest also wishes to try on a purple robe.

Under the bright moon.

Zhang Xuan, dressed in a red robe, stood with his back to Zhang Daoyuan: "I'm tired of wearing red robes, so I'd like to try a purple one."

Zhang Daoyuan: ? ? ? ? ?

The chubby boy was so frightened that his whole body trembled, and the fat on his face shook.

My whole head is buzzing.

"Master...Grandmaster...what...what did you say?"

"You want to try and seize the position of Purple-Robed Celestial Master?"

Goodness gracious... Is this appropriate?

This is absolutely perfect.

Zhang Xuan turned to look at him, his body surrounded by a black mist of corpse energy, indicating that he had already risen to the rank of Corpse King.

At the same time, amidst the mingling of corpse energy, one could also discern a trace of Taoist magic.

"I am a direct descendant of the Longhu Mountain Taoists, how can you use the word 'rob'? It's inappropriate, inappropriate."

Zhang Daoyuan sighed, "That makes some sense, but..."

That makes no sense at all, you're a zombie!

I've never heard of a zombie wanting to be a purple-robed celestial master; it's just too inappropriate.

"However?" Upon hearing this, Zhang Xuan's pupils narrowed, and a wisp of purple lightning suddenly flashed within the black corpse aura that enveloped him.

This lightning is different from the palm lightning. Palm lightning and other lightning techniques are white lightning and belong to human lightning!

And this lightning bolt was purple!

Lightning is divided into different grades, with purple being the supreme color, which is also heavenly lightning!

This is precisely the Five Thunder Orthodox Method!

Zhang Daoyuan's pupils contracted. Holy crap! The Five Thunder Orthodox Method.

My master didn't lie to me; he really knows the Five Thunderbolts Method!

"No, but my master is going to steal... no, no, he's going to become a purple-robed celestial master. I, Zhang Daoyuan, think it's very suitable. After all, my master was originally a red-robed true man of Longhu Mountain. He has the qualifications and the strength."

"This disciple will certainly support you!"

Zhang Daoyuan was astonished.

However, what my master said makes sense. He is a Taoist priest from Longhu Mountain and knows the Five Thunder Orthodox Method. Isn't that a perfect Celestial Master panel?

Although he himself is a zombie.

but!

Who said zombies can't run for the Purple Robe Celestial Master?

No!

"None of them know the Five Thunder Orthodox Technique, so what kind of Celestial Masters are they? I think the position of Purple Robe Celestial Master rightfully belongs to our Grandmaster!"

Zhang Daoyuan chuckled and became rounder.

After all, in his eyes, although this grandmaster looked terrifying, he was also very approachable, and at least he wasn't afraid of him.

Zhang Xuan laughed and said, "You little rascal..."

During their conversation.

Zhang Jian, the Taoist who had left Zhang Jingxu's place, had already quietly crept over after hearing his junior brother's screams.

When they arrived at the scene, they were stunned.

Junior Brother Zhang Daoyuan, covered in blood and in a sorry state, knelt before a zombie surrounded by black corpse energy.

Although I couldn't understand what my junior brother was saying, judging from his expression, he seemed very scared.

Zhang Jianyi's expression changed as he looked at the aura displayed on the compass in his hand: "Damn it, there are actually two Corpse Kings!"

"No, no, we must save our junior brother!"

He pursed his lips nervously, swallowed his saliva, and then took out a General's Talisman, a talisman specifically used to subdue zombies, a secret technique of Maoshan.

He quietly crept up from behind and came to Zhang Xuan's exact back.

Then he poked his head out, just in time for his junior brother Zhang Daoyuan to see him.

Zhang Daoyuan was having a pleasant chat with his grandmaster when he suddenly saw his senior brother's head pop out.

"Senior brother? What are you doing?" Zhang Daoyuan tilted his head and called out in confusion.

Zhang Jianyi: ? ? ? ?

"Why did you expose my location, junior brother?!"

No, we can't wait any longer.

"Junior brother, I've come to save you!"

Then, to Zhang Daoyuan's astonishment, he grabbed a peach wood sword in his left hand and an unknown object in his right, and rushed forward with lightning speed.

Save me? Zhang Daoyuan.........

Zhang Xuan was equally puzzled and looked back.

then.

A handful of glutinous rice was thrown at Zhang Xuan's face.

Pat pat—

The moment the glutinous rice splashed onto his face, Zhang Jianyi was already in front of him, and a yellow talisman was stuck to Zhang Xuan's forehead with a snap.

Zhang Jian's face lit up with joy: "It's done!"

"Junior brother, run! I've come to save you!"

Without paying any attention to directions, he helped Zhang Daoyuan up and turned to leave.

Zhang Daoyuan: ? ? ? ? ?

"Brother, wait a moment."

"It won't be any slower."

"Senior brother, what are you doing?"

"What am I doing? Of course, I'm here to save you. Look, you've been beaten to the point of vomiting blood by this Corpse King. When you get back to the sect, your senior uncles and aunts will be heartbroken to see you like this."

"division........"

"Stop talking, let's run while I've immobilized the Corpse King for a few seconds."

Zhang Daoyuan was completely speechless.

Weighing over 180 pounds, he stood motionless, leaving Zhang Jianyi utterly bewildered: "Junior brother, aren't you leaving yet?"

He poked Zhang Jianyi with his finger, signaling him to look behind him.

Look over there.

At this moment, Zhang Xuan was patting the glutinous rice off his face and then tearing off the yellow talisman to examine it.

"Junior brother, you go first. I'll hold this zombie off for a while. Don't worry about me!"

Before Zhang Daoyuan could even speak, he had already charged out with the peach wood sword in hand.

A sword was aimed at Zhang Xuan's throat.

The latter remained motionless as he was poked, but he couldn't poke it at all. Moreover, the peach wood sword didn't have the aura it should have; it was as if he were poking a normal person with the peach wood sword.

"You zombie..." Zhang Jian's expression changed drastically. This zombie king was even more powerful than the flying zombie on his master's side.

Zhang Daoyuan hurriedly slapped the back of his head: "Senior brother... why call him a zombie? You should call him Grandmaster."

Karma?

Zhang Jianyi remained in his fighting stance: "Junior brother, what did you say? Grandmaster?"

Zhang Daoyuan nodded, and said with a hint of reprimand, "This is the senior master of our sect, Grandmaster Zhang Xuan, whom my uncle asked me to bring back to the sect."

"Aren't you stuck in the early stages of the Minor Thunder Spell? This grandmaster is the ancestor of thunder magic, let him give you some pointers."

Zhang Jianyi: ? ? ? ? ?

The sky is falling.

My junior brother is dumbfounded.

He not only made me call a zombie my grandmaster, but also made me ask him for Taoist teachings.

Are you kidding me? How could this zombie possibly be...?

Zhang Xuan drew a talisman in the air: "Micro Thunder Spell? That's really niche. Is this the first Taoist technique taught in the Thunder Punishment Hall?"

He drew a talisman in the air, and lightning bolts rolled. A thunder dragon as thick as a thigh roared out and crashed heavily into the giant tree next to him.

In an instant.

A giant tree was torn apart by lightning and turned into countless dust particles.

Zhang Jianyi: ? ? ? ? (ΩДΩ)

"I...you...this..."

Zombies can use thunder magic?

Zhang Xuan looked at him, his hands behind his back: "Just call me Grandmaster. I usually enjoy guiding juniors in their cultivation."

A sliding tackle.

Zhang Jianyi knelt respectfully before Zhang Xuan, clasped his hands and kowtowed: "Disciple Zhang Jianyi greets Grandmaster, please guide me in the Thunder Technique."

At this moment, whether it's a zombie or not doesn't matter.

He is the grandmaster, and he knows thunder magic!

How could a zombie possibly use lightning magic? My master is definitely not a pure zombie; he is... he is... a zombie Taoist!

That's right, a zombie Taoist who knows thunder magic.