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"Achoo!" Uncle Nine's nose suddenly itched, and he sneezed.

His sudden carelessness caused the formation to suddenly loosen.

"boom!"

A shockwave rushed in from the gaps in the formation, nearly knocking the people over.

"Cough cough cough." Uncle Nine and the others raised their hands to fan their noses, meeting the gazes of Four Eyes and the others. He explained, "Someone is talking about me behind my back."

His response was a collective middle finger raised by the others.

"Damn it!" *N
Footsteps approached from ahead. The group looked up and saw Tan Wenjie striding towards them, dragging a zombie by the ankle.

He casually tossed the zombie on the ground.

"Boom."

The zombie tried to struggle, but was trapped by the word "fixed" uttered by Tan Wenjie and could not move.

The zombies, which everyone struggled to control despite their best efforts, were easily restrained.

“This is no ordinary zombie.” Tan Wenjie spread his right hand, and a cluster of flames emerged from his palm.

Upon seeing the flickering flames, their hearts pounded wildly.

The people present all knew how to use Samadhi True Fire, but none of them could use it as easily and casually as Tan Wenjie. Moreover, that flame was not the Samadhi of the Heart, Kidneys, and Bladder that they usually used; it was completely superior to it, and its power was immense just by looking at it.

Laozi could use the Samadhi Fire to refine elixirs, Sun Wukong could use the Samadhi Fire to temper his body, and Red Boy could use the Samadhi Fire to fight. This fire has endless uses.

Burning a mere zombie is a piece of cake.

In the blink of an eye, the zombie's body, which couldn't be killed by the sun, seemed to distort like melting wax. After the entire body completely dissipated, only a twisted little worm remained.

"Gu insect?"

"Could this be the thing that created the zombies?"

Several people looked at each other.

“I’ve heard that there are sorcerers in Southeast Asia who can use Gu poison to create corpses,” Uncle Nine said. “Could it be that these zombies that suddenly appeared in town were actually the work of a group of Southeast Asians?”

Ao Tianlong shook his head: "I'm afraid not. The people of Southeast Asia are vicious and competitive. When they lack ability, they'll still bare their teeth at us. If they could really create such powerful zombies, would they be able to wait?"

"makes sense."

They looked at Tan Wenjie, who was the most capable and had the broadest vision among them.

To put it another way, since he's the tallest, he'll be the first to hold up the sky if it falls.

Tan Wenjie activated the Samadhi True Fire to burn the Gu worms to ashes and said, "Seal off the entire town and then burn it down. These Gu worms have weak auras and move swiftly. If even one escapes, the consequences will be unimaginable."

The Gu worms, whose aura was extremely weak, transformed into incredibly powerful zombies, comparable to wild zombie kings that had lived in the tomb for hundreds of years. They only lacked the ability to fly and burrow underground. Otherwise, let alone Uncle Nine and the others working together, even Tan Wenjie would not have been able to completely trap and eliminate them.

There are too many of them, the spread is too fast, and their escape techniques are too varied. They are like fish fry scattering and fleeing in a fishpond, impossible to catch completely.

The others agreed with his idea and nodded in unison, saying, "Great!"

Ao Tianlong added, "We don't have enough manpower right now, so we need to find more fellow Daoists to come and help us."

Tan Wenjie: "..."

There's something I'm not sure if I should say: even if you gathered all the Taoists, monks, priests, and so on in the entire spirit world, they still wouldn't be as good as me alone.

Not to boast, but if Tan Wenjie couldn't resolve this crisis himself, no one else could have done it.

With the two worlds repeatedly coming together and becoming entangled, the gods in heaven are probably already in a similar situation to those in "My Date with a Vampire," completely unable to get involved and excluded from the heavens. Therefore, it's safe to rule out the possibility of gods descending to earth.

"Boom!"

The sound of the motorcycle exhaust interrupted their conversation.

A figure that looked strangely familiar to Tan Wenjie rode a Yamaha Prince cruiser motorcycle and came rushing over. When it got close, it made a beautiful drift and stopped, kicking up a cloud of dust.

The first thing that caught his eye was a familiar pair of long legs. Moving his gaze upwards, Tan Wenjie saw the face of the person who owned those long legs.

Ma Xiaoling!
Why is she here? No, it's perfectly normal for her to come. In a world where overall strength is great, time is the most ordinary thing.

However, Ma Xiaoling seemed not to recognize him at all. She kicked off the motorcycle kickstand and said to everyone present, "The zombies inside are very unusual. It will be difficult for you to deal with them with your magic power. Leave the rest to me."

“Master, huff... Master.”

Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai, who arrived by bicycle, lay sprawled on the ground, panting heavily.

"Miss Ma said that she, she, she knew how to catch zombies, and that the zombies inside were very difficult to catch."

"Where is the stuff?" Uncle Nine asked.

Suddenly a woman without pants appeared, claiming she could catch zombies. No one would believe her, especially since it was guaranteed by her two apprentices.

No one knows a disciple better than his teacher. Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai can't resist beautiful women and can tell all sorts of lies.

"it's here."

"Hey, where's the bundle?"

"It seems like just now..."

The two exchanged a glance, then looked at Uncle Nine with bitter expressions and said in unison, "It's lost, Master."

"You guys!!" Uncle Nine glared.

He truly is a good apprentice; he never disappoints.

Ma Xiaoling shook her head and said, "The zombies in Zhuxian Town are no ordinary creatures. If we cannot completely eliminate them, even one of them could cause widespread destruction."

The group all turned to look at Tan Wenjie.

Just now, Tan Wenjie gave the same assessment.

It seems this woman really does have some skills.

Ma Xiaoling's gaze naturally fell on Tan Wenjie, and her expression changed slightly. However, when she noticed that Tan Wenjie's gaze was fixed on her legs, her expression changed even more noticeably.

Ma Xiaoling asked unhappily, "Have you seen enough? Why don't you just touch it?"

She froze after she finished speaking.

"That's not a good idea." Tan Wenjie extended his hand.

Anyway, it wasn't the first time Ma Xiaoling had asked him to touch her legs, and besides, he wasn't someone who knew how to refuse others.

"Stop! You bastard, you've always been a bastard!"

Ma Xiaoling glared at Tan Wenjie before regaining her composure.

She turned to Uncle Nine, Four Eyes, and the others and said, "Since we're all in the same boat catching zombies, let's help each other out and make sure the zombies don't escape."

She opened her makeup case, took out a stack of playing card-like talismans, and then rushed into the formation alone.

"Ah Jie?" Ao Tianlong and the others looked at Tan Wenjie.

Judging from the fact that the opponent was able to easily pass through the formation, his magical power is no weaker than that of everyone present.

"I'll go help. You guys stay outside and maintain the formation." Tan Wenjie said, then turned and rushed inside.

"He truly lives up to his reputation as Brother Jie." X2
It's one thing to admire Tan Wenjie's willingness to take action when he sees a beautiful woman, but if you asked them to go in and risk their lives, they would definitely say that they are not lustful at all.

Within Zhuxian Town.

"Roar!"

A dark shadow rushed in with a gust of wind, and just as it was about to pounce on the back of Ma Xiaoling's head, she seemed to have eyes in the back of her head, and gracefully turned around and threw out the talisman in her hand.

"Oh!"

The magic exploded, repelling the dark figure.

The zombie landed and flew almost skimming the ground, using both hands and feet. However, he was facing the current generation of the Ma family's Celestial Master, who easily pinned the zombie to the ground with a talisman he threw out, while his right hand quickly formed a hand seal.

With a rumble, thunderclouds rapidly gathered in the sky, piercing through the zombie as Ma Xiaoling's finger stabbed downwards.

She effortlessly dealt with the Gu worm zombie, her movements relaxed, without even getting her clothes dirty.

However, this rumble of thunder was like stirring up a hornet's nest. One after another, zombies, unafraid of the sunlight, smashed through windows and doors and rushed out, their throats emitting hoarse, beast-like roars, surrounding Ma Xiaoling. On the rooftops, in the treetops, under the eaves.

Their numbers were terrifying; they were everywhere you could see.

"Ow!"

One of the zombies, which seemed to be the leader, raised its head and howled, and all the zombies went berserk and attacked.

Ma Xiaoling dared not hold back, quickly forming hand seals and reciting the Nine-Character Mantra.

"Lin, Bing, Dou, Zhe, Jie, Zhen, Lie, Zai, Qian, Zhu Xie!"

The divine dragon vanquishes evil.

Not only Tan Wenjie, who had just arrived, but also Uncle Jiu and the others who were maintaining the formation outside saw the dragon circling in the sky.

"Boom!" There was a loud noise.

Then came countless "bang bang bang" explosions as the zombies struck by the dragon turned to ashes and vanished in pieces.

Ma Xiaoling paused, looking at Tan Wenjie: "My Shenlong can only be used once every 24 hours."

Tan Wenjie: "?"

How come he doesn't remember that the Ma family's divine dragon had this setting?

In that instant, the two zombies pounced on Ma Xiaoling. However, Ma Xiaoling, whose old strength had been exhausted and whose new strength had not yet been generated, could not dodge and could only watch helplessly as the zombies attacked.

When they were about a fist's distance away, they heard rapid footsteps closing the distance.

Tan Wenjie had already rushed behind the two zombies, grabbed their ankles and slammed them down, then stacked them together and stomped on them with his right foot.

The seemingly incredibly strong zombie was easily suppressed and unable to turn the tables.

"Your strength is actually this great?" Ma Xiaoling looked at Tan Wenjie, who was standing close to her, in surprise.

Their eyes met, and she felt slightly uncomfortable, quickly looking away.

"I am the most senior and strongest Celestial Master in the Spirit Realm." Tan Wenjie wasn't sure if Ma Xiaoling recognized him.

If you don't know yourself, it's normal to be surprised by your own strength, but if you do know yourself... even back then, the strength you showed wasn't weak.

With a flick of his wrists, Tan Wenjie sent two balls of flame burning the zombie beneath his feet to ashes.

Ma Xiaoling shook her head, "Your strength is indeed good, but it's not enough to deal with the crisis here."

Tan Wenjie asked, "What do you want to do?"

Ma Xiaoling didn't answer, but instead said, "I come from 2004, which is 90 years in the future. My main purpose in traveling to this era is to prevent the zombie apocalypse, and..."

"And?" Tan Wenjie asked, puzzled.

What puzzled him even more was that he left in 2001, so how could three years have suddenly passed? It should have only been one or two months at most.

"And take you back to 2004 to save the world."

"Saving the world again." Tan Wenjie was quite speechless.

The world is so tiring. Can we please stop doing everything that holds the world hostage? People can do something more meaningful, like looking at legs.

"What again?"

"I've eliminated countless zombie kings, thousand-year-old evil princesses, and so on."

“This time is different.”

Ma Xiaoling suddenly reached out and grabbed Tan Wenjie's sleeve, pulling him behind her, and then threw out a talisman.

The talisman that detached from the finger transformed into flames, overturning the zombies that rushed out from behind to ambush them.

She and Tan Wenjie faced the enemy back to back, explaining, "The zombies here must not be released, so there is a formation. If the formation cannot be resealed in time, it will wipe out all living things within the area."

Tan Wenjie asked, "Isn't that perfect?"

Ma Xiaoling: "It will also destroy the outside world."

"What do you propose?"

"I have a treasure that can reseal the formation, but we'll have to capture and kill the zombies inside one by one."

"That's easy." Tan Wenjie didn't take it seriously at all.

In that short time, he had already set up an ambush.

His own shadow puppet army was already prepared outside, ensuring that not even a fly could get out.

Ma Xiaoling turned her head and stared at him blankly for a couple of seconds before saying, "Don't be so confident. Can your magic power withstand it?"

Then, without giving Tan Wenjie a chance, he shook his head and said, "If he were here, maybe it really wouldn't be a problem, but you're not..."

Tan Wenjie: "?"

There is a riddle teller.

However, considering her long legs, he could listen for a while longer.

In just a short while, the two dealt with dozens more zombies, fighting to their hearts' content.

One after another, lightning and fire spells were unleashed. Tan Wenjie hadn't seen such a resilient punching bag in a long time. Compared to him, Ma Xiaoling was in very poor condition.

The two fought and retreated until they reached the second floor of an abandoned teahouse.

Zombies are patrolling outside, but haven't spotted the two yet.

Ma Xiaoling took out a flip phone made in 2004 and tossed it to Tan Wenjie: "I'll teach you how to use this."

Tan Wenjie: "..."

He just lived in 1914, he's not really an old-fashioned person.

"Like this, the camera is recording me, yes, that's it, have you started recording?"

After Tan Wenjie nodded, she cleared her throat and said, "Fusheng, I'm short of firepower right now. If you want to see me again, before I leave for 1914, put some powerful magical artifacts in my trunk. Otherwise, I'll really die here."

Tan Wenjie: "What's this?"

"Can someone outside help us pass the phone?" Ma Xiaoling asked.

Seeing the confusion in Tan Wenjie's eyes, she explained, "We are no match for the zombies outside right now, but I can leave a message for 2004 to replenish my magical artifacts before I set off."

Tan Wenjie said, "Actually, the zombies outside are nothing."

“If you are your reincarnation, then there’s definitely no problem, but you…” Ma Xiaoling shook her head, “If you’re really that powerful, how come I’ve never heard my great-aunt mention you?”

She had made thorough preparations long ago, including conducting research.

It can be basically confirmed that there was no Taoist master named Tan Wenjie with high magical powers in history.

"My reincarnation?" Tan Wenjie pointed to himself.

Reincarnation has no concept of time; even two people who are reincarnated at the same time may not meet in the same era.

But the existence of an afterlife means that one will inevitably die someday.

Only the deceased can be reincarnated.

"Yeah, your reincarnation Tan Wenjie, that bastard." Ma Xiaoling gritted her teeth, "I wonder if he's dead or not. I hope he's not, because I'll definitely kick him a few times when I see him!"

Tan Wenjie: "..."

If he wasn't mistaken, the reincarnation that Ma Xiaoling mentioned should be the same person who traveled back to 2000.

Ninety years apart, it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that they were reincarnations.

Ma Xiaoling asked, "By the way, what's your name?"

"Tan Wenjie".

"..." (End of this chapter)