Please call me Dadaozu

Chapter 164 I come from the demonic sect, but what about your Senior Sister Ye?

The corpses on the ground were broken, and the flesh and blood of various foundation-building cultivators were mixed together.

However, we were able to piece together a few relatively complete bodies and proceed.
Refining the corpse!

Yes, he planned to recycle the waste and piece together the wreckage to see if he could create a powerful corpse.

After making the decision, Zhang Yuanzhu did not hesitate.

He first collected the fragments, then stood up and began to pick through the flesh and blood.

"This severed arm is quite good and can still be used. This leg is missing half of its body, but it can be used after adding some flesh and blood. This heart is surprisingly intact and still active."

The boy stood among the wreckage, constantly picking, and a humanoid creature gradually took shape.

Then, he took out a few bottles of wound-healing medicine from his arms and poured them on the broken part.

The flesh and blood began to wriggle instinctively, and the scars disappeared one by one when the medicine was completely consumed.

The corpse in front of him already had all the organs of a normal person.

Zhang Yuanzhu clasped his five fingers together and formed an ancient hand seal.

Wow~Woo~Woo~
Waves of black fog emerged in the room, and shrill wails and cries were heard.

The young man's expression remained unchanged as he formed hand seals that transformed into rays of light and hit the corpse.

It stimulates resentment and hatred in the flesh and blood, pollutes the essence, and speeds up the refining of the corpse.

Time keeps passing.

A cup of tea!

A stick of incense!!
One hour!!!
The wailing and crying inside the cave became more intense.

A faint corpse mist also emerged from the wreckage and spread around.

It was unknown how long it took before Zhang Yuanzhu stopped what he was doing and looked at the two-meter-tall muscular man.

The sturdy man had a bare head and was pale all over. His eyes were as big as copper bells and were filled with a dead blackness.

A terrifying aura emanated from the corpse.

"Just barely entered the twelfth level of Qi training."

Zhang Yuanzhu sighed.

His skills were still not good enough. He used a pile of foundation-building flesh and blood to refine a corpse of the twelfth level of Qi training.

But it’s normal to think about it.

After all, he only obtained a few corpse-controlling techniques from the corpse-refining lineage, plus the corpse-refining techniques collected over the years by the Zhuoyang lineage.

Being able to refine corpses is already quite good.

With a wave of his hand, silver armor appeared on the big man's body, and a wide black robe also fell on his body, completely wrapping his body.

This was originally a magical weapon forged for the refined corpse obtained from Yulong City.

However, he cultivated too quickly, and the refined corpse was no longer of any use, so it was just a good opportunity to recycle it.

Then, a flash of green light flashed in his eyes, instantly coloring his eyes, and a rich vitality bloomed completely.

At the same time, streams of life essence emerged from the remaining flesh and blood on the ground and flowed into his eyes.

With every passing second, those jade-like eyes became brighter and more dazzling.

About half an hour later, the pair of cyan eyes turned back into black and white.

The flesh, blood, and bones on the ground also turned to dust.

The young man closed his eyes, sensing the improvement of his jade eyes.

With a casual wave of his hand, the corpse refiner standing beside him walked towards the corner.

'The vitality is even more intense!'

Zhang Yuanzhu whispered in his heart.

He was quite satisfied with the secret technique of this pair of spiritual eyes.

When Da Huang's animal eyes mature, his attainments in spiritual eyes will be further improved.

The thoughts in his mind did not disrupt the actions of his hands.

He took out the Great Sun Spirit Essence from his arms, placed it on his abdomen, and began to practice.

He doesn't waste any free time.

After completing the practice of the technique, Zhang Yuanzhu took out the jade slip that recorded the cry of the fire crow and continued to study it.

From then on, he practiced martial arts during the day, magic at night, and even became proficient in controlling corpses late at night.

With his full effort in training, his strength increased every hour and every day, and he kept moving forward.

As for the so-called meeting at Lingyuan Pavilion, the young man seemed to have completely forgotten it.

Time flies, two months later.

Black Corner Square was bustling even more than before. Various shops lined both sides of the street, and monks came in and out, buying spiritual items.

A figure in a black robe walked on the street without attracting the attention of any monks.

Compared with the monks wearing hats and masks, this kind of attire is very normal.

The man in black robe stepped forward with stiff movements, heading towards the interior of the market town.

Stopped in front of a loft.

Then, he took another step and strode towards the attic.

Tata~
Heavy footsteps echoed in the attic.

The beautiful woman in palace dress was lying on the armchair, looking lazy and sipping tea slowly.

After seeing the person coming, he frowned slightly, put down the teacup, and said lightly:
"Does the guest want to rent the cave, or..."

"I'm here to keep the appointment. Let your manager come to see me." An indifferent voice came from the black robe.

In an instant, the beautiful woman in palace dress looked solemn, stood up, and bowed first.

"Sir, my shopkeeper has been waiting for many days. Please follow me."

The beautiful woman stepped forward and walked towards the side of the attic.

The man in black robe followed closely behind.

The two men came to a side hall, one in front and one behind.

The beautiful woman in palace dress had a respectful look on her face, stretched out her hand and pointed at the door.

"Sir, please come in!"

The man in black robe did not hesitate, walked past the beautiful woman and came to the door.

Five fingers wearing animal-skin gloves stretched out from the black robe and pressed on the door.

Crunch!

The door opened and a man in a black robe walked in.

And the moment he entered, the door of the side hall was completely closed.

The side hall was spacious and dim, with flickering candlelight dispelling the darkness.

The man in black robe walked over, raised his head and looked up at the beautiful figure standing on the steps.

"I am coming!"

"Giggle~"

A silver bell-like chuckle echoed in the side hall.

The girl was wearing a black dress, and her beautiful eyes were looking down at the man in the black robe.

"I don't see any sincerity in sending a refined corpse forward."

"Sir, if you have malicious intentions, how can you talk about sincerity or insincerity?"

An indifferent voice came from the black robe.
The hand covered with animal skin was raised and the hood was removed, revealing a face with protruding fangs and covered with white hair.

"It's so ugly!"

The girl stepped forward and sat directly on the steps, supporting her cheek with her jade hands and glancing at the corpse.

"Such an evil thing, so ugly, yet you can still control it."

"When all living things shed their skin, they are nothing but 206 bones. What is the difference between beauty and ugliness?" Zhang Yuanzhu controlled the corpse and sat on the ground.

From beginning to end, the corpse's mouth never moved.

"Ah!"

The girl had a sarcastic look on her face and tapped the ground with her free palm, making a pleasant sound.

"That's nonsense. Beauty is beauty, ugliness is ugliness. Pursuing beauty and resisting ugliness is the most essential pursuit of all living things."

"Zhang Yuanzhu, you remind me of some bald donkeys."

"So you're from the devil's way!"

The indifferent voice was tinged with coldness.

"Xie Beiling from the Six Desires Peak of the Puppet Sect." The girl chuckled, like a blooming peony.

Bright and holy.

She directly admitted her identity, and then a strange expression appeared on her pretty face. She slowly moved away with her jade palm supporting her cheek.

"I come from the devil's way, but I'm afraid that Senior Sister Ye, whom you've been thinking about so much, is not as perfect as you imagine."

"She has many thoughts and many desires."

(End of this chapter)