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

Chapter 9: Seeking the Golden Light Spell of the Zombie Cult?

Zhang Daoyuan was on the verge of despair.

He had used up all his magical treasures and talismans, and even his life essence had been drained.

Now, all that awaits him is to be devoured by the tiger demon.

Just when he was in despair, a red figure appeared under the bright moon in the distance. The figure was wearing a familiar Taoist red robe and was approaching him using a familiar sword-riding technique.

Although he couldn't sense any fluctuations in the other person's aura, his bloodline told him that this was the true master of Longhu Mountain.

There are three red-robed masters in Longhu Mountain: one is his father, and the other two are senior masters from other sects.

Although the three red-robed masters usually don't get along and all covet the position of purple-robed Celestial Master, they will definitely save me in a critical moment, after all, they are all Taoists from Longhu Mountain!

"Master Uncle, save me!" Zhang Daoyuan roared loudly.

At the same time, he mocked the tiger demon beside him, saying, "Little tiger, I, the Red-Robed Immortal of Longhu Mountain, have arrived! You're doomed!"

The Red-Robed Immortal?

The tiger demon was startled. He knew that each of the three great red-robed masters of Longhu Mountain had at least the cultivation level of the Dharma Altar Realm. It would be easy for them to bully a mere tiger demon like him.

It turned around and transformed into its original form as a tiger, ready to escape.

suddenly.

Something is wrong!

As a tiger demon, it was born with an extremely sensitive nose and was more familiar with smells and scents.

This taste is indeed the taste of the Taoist priests of Longhu Mountain, but!

Even stronger was the smell of corpses.

The tiger demon looked up in surprise and immediately spotted the red-robed figure in front of it, thanks to its excellent eyesight and sense of smell.

He immediately gave a cold laugh.

"Hahaha, a Taoist priest from Longhu Mountain?" The tiger demon turned around and mocked Zhang Daoyuan, "Little fatty, shouldn't you take a closer look? This is your Taoist priest from Longhu Mountain?"

"This is clearly a zombie king!"

Zhang Daoyuan: ? ? ? ?

Corpse King?

How could that be? What kind of Corpse King would wear my Longhu Mountain red robe?

fleeting.

Zhang Xuan had already arrived above them on his sword, his tiger-like eyes looking down.

They saw Zhang Daoyuan lying on the spot, covered in blood, with a giant tiger demon glaring at him from the side.

He frowned, then landed in the air, standing with his hands behind his back in front of the tiger demon.

The tiger demon knelt on the ground, its massive body barely touching the soil, and said in a trembling voice, "Corpse... Corpse King, this is a direct descendant of the Celestial Master lineage of Longhu Mountain. I have already injured him. If you need, feel free to eat his flesh and blood to improve your cultivation."

Zhang Daoyuan's eyes were now obscured by blood, and apart from the red Taoist robe, he couldn't see Zhang Xuan's face at all.

But being so close, he could clearly smell the corpse odor on Zhang Xuan. He really was a zombie!

They thought they'd finally received reinforcements, but instead, a zombie showed up...

Zhang Xuan, with his hands behind his back, looked at his chubby son bleeding so much and felt very distressed: "Does it hurt?"

Karma?

The tiger demon thought the other party was asking him, "Is the Corpse King planning to take me as his subordinate?"

You actually care if I'm in pain?

It immediately grew bolder and shook its head: "Corpse King, I won't..."

Before he could finish speaking...

He saw the red-robed corpse king's blood-red eyes look at him, and in an instant, an overwhelming killing intent enveloped him, like countless coffin nails, pinning him firmly to the soil, unable to move.

Then, they saw the red-robed corpse king surrounded by golden light, his left hand clenched into a fist, with faint lightning crackling around it.

The tiger demon was dumbfounded.

He stood there dumbfounded.

Holy crap! Golden Light Spell? Is this lightning from the palm of your hand?

These are all unique Taoist techniques from Longhu Mountain! This Corpse King even knows Taoist magic?

Oh no, they're coming for me!

Bang!

In an instant, the huge tiger's body was struck by lightning and sent flying dozens of meters away like a cannonball.

The whole body was thoroughly cooked.

The tiger demon could never understand why it would be killed by a zombie that used Taoist magic!

Is this scientifically sound?

With a single punch, Zhang Xuan easily dealt with the tiger demon.

[Yin Energy: 10]

A tiger demon added ten points to his Yin energy value.

Gulong—

Zhang Daoyuan swallowed hard. He couldn't see clearly what had happened, only that the tiger demon let out a miserable scream and then fell silent.

However, what did the tiger demon shout before it died?

What's the Golden Curse? What's the Thunder Curse again?

This zombie is planning to double-cross me? Not only does it want my life, but it also wants the tiger demon's life?

"Don't come any closer! I am a Taoist priest from Longhu Mountain, the nemesis of zombies like you. Believe me or not, I'll strike you down with the Five Thunderbolts!"

As Zhang Xuan approached step by step, the chubby boy was terrified.

He kept shouting.

But it didn't work.

Zhang Xuan couldn't help but laugh, "Oh? You know the Five Thunder Orthodox Technique? Does that mean the next Purple Robe Celestial Master position is definitely yours?"

Gulong—

Zhang Daoyuan swallowed hard: "I didn't say that..."

"So you say you know the Five Thunder Orthodox Technique?" Zhang Xuan stood in front of him, sensing the other's bloodline fluctuations. "You don't even know the Five Thunder Orthodox Technique? You want to be a Purple-Robed Celestial Master?"

It was indeed a familiar bloodline fluctuation; it seemed to be a descendant of his younger brother.

Originally, the Celestial Master had two sons, one named Zhang Xuan and the other named Zhang Huayu. It is estimated that Zhang Daoyuan is a descendant of Zhang Huayu.

They are also their own descendants.

Seeing him beaten up like this, how could Zhang Xuan not be angry?

"Give me a quick death! You damned zombie!"

Zhang Xuan decided not to tease him anymore, squatted down, and released a golden light from his palm.

The Golden Light Mantra is a defensive spell, but the fully mastered Golden Light Mantra can also heal wounds, especially those inflicted by demons.

Ok?

The chubby boy was startled, recognizing the familiar scent: "Golden Light Mantra?"

Under the healing power of the Golden Light Mantra, his vision gradually returned to normal.

then.

"Holy crap! You zombie can actually use my Taoist secret technique, the Golden Light Mantra!"

The chubby boy was startled. He jumped up, grabbed the peach wood sword, and looked at Zhang Xuan warily.

I was sweating profusely.

He understood what the tiger demon had shouted as it was dying: the Golden Light Mantra!

The tiger demon was just as surprised as he was.

This zombie actually knows the Golden Light Spell; its whole body is glowing!

Zhang Daoyuan felt that this must be a dream.

I never imagined in my life that I would one day see the Golden Light Mantra, which I had struggled to learn, on a zombie.

All the zombies have learned the Golden Light Spell, except for him?

If it weren't inappropriate, he really wanted to kowtow to this zombie and have him teach him how to use the Golden Light Spell.

Zhang Xuan smiled slightly, his hands behind his back, bathed in golden light: "Disciples and grand-disciples, look carefully! I am your ancestor, the True Man of Longhu Mountain!"

"Um?"

Zhang Daoyuan was slightly stunned and looked at him with some surprise. This... isn't this the grandmaster that my uncle asked me to bring back to the mountain gate?

"Holy crap! Grandmaster, you've really come back from the dead!"

Oh no! My martial uncle wants me to take my grandmaster back. What if he comes back to life?!

Zhang Xuan looked at him calmly: "What? Just because you've come back from the dead doesn't mean you're no longer your grandmaster?"

"You...you won't bite me and suck my blood, will you?" The chubby boy hugged the peach wood sword with both hands, looking a little scared.

The latter rolled his eyes: "The blood flowing in my veins is purer than yours. I'm not interested."

"Besides, you've already called me Grandmaster, how could I bear to bite you?"

Zhang Daoyuan slid in and knelt down in front of Zhang Xuan.

"Grandmaster, teach me the Golden Light Mantra! Even a zombie like you knows it, you must have some secret!"

Zhang Xuan: ........