Ghost Immortal

A low growl, suppressed by the Zombie King, came from behind, but the Zombie King did not chase after them.

The intimidating power of the ghostly flames was enough to suppress them and prevent them from making any rash moves.

Li Feng walked out of the ancestral hall. The zombie horde that had gathered on the open ground outside had mostly dispersed.

The battle in the ancestral hall was too loud, and the aura of the ghostly flames spread out.

The surrounding zombies instinctively sensed the presence of their natural enemy and retreated to their respective lairs.

Only a few corpses remained on the open ground; the mentally impaired white-haired zombies were still wandering around.

They saw Li Feng walk out of the ancestral hall and subconsciously sniffed.

In an instant, it scrambled away like a startled rabbit.

The aura of the ghostly flames still lingered on Li Feng's body. To the zombies, this aura was like a red-hot iron, causing unbearable burning pain just by getting close.

Li Feng walked along the road he had come from towards the outskirts of the town without encountering any obstacles.

When he reached the stone tablet at the entrance of the town, he saw Qiu Sheng squatting next to it, his face pale, his eyes red, and he was shivering.

"Junior brother! Whoa!!!"

When Qiu Sheng saw Li Feng come out, he jumped up and his eyes immediately welled up with tears.

He scrambled towards him, grabbed Li Feng, and burst into tears.

"I thought you were dead! I tried to rush in to save you, but there was a barrier outside the town, and I couldn't get in no matter how many times I tried. I almost went to report the death to my master!"

"Barrier? What barrier?" Li Feng scratched his head, then pressed his head down in disgust to prevent him from wiping his snot on himself.

"There's an invisible barrier at the edge of town. Living people can get out, but once they can't get back in, they can't come back in! I tried several times just now, and each time I just bumped into a wall; my nose almost broke!"

Only then did Li Feng notice that Qiu Sheng did indeed have a bruise on his forehead and his nose was red and swollen, indicating that he genuinely wanted to come back to save him.

He felt a slight warmth in his heart.

Although this senior brother is usually unreliable and constantly causes trouble, he still has some conscience when it matters.

"I'm fine."

Li Feng patted Qiu Sheng on the back, his voice gentler than usual.

"Now that we've got the coffin fungus, let's head back."

Qiu Sheng released him and looked Li Feng up and down, feeling more and more that something was wrong.

"Junior brother, why does your aura feel different? Why has it become so... chilling? And why isn't the wound on your shoulder bleeding? The skin around the wound has turned bluish-black. Are you going to turn into a zombie? Quickly apply some glutinous rice."

The guy kept talking and even grabbed a handful of glutinous rice, pressing it onto Li Feng's wound.

Li Feng was very tired and didn't want to bother with him, so he replied perfunctorily:

"It's a long story, let's talk as we go. I'll explain it to you and Master slowly when we get back."

The two left Tengteng Town and walked back along the mountain road they had come from.

As dawn broke, the mountain mist had not yet dissipated.

Qiu Sheng kept talking the whole way, even telling Li Feng that the female soldiers felt very comfortable to touch.

Li Feng immediately became interested, but Qiu Sheng quickly changed the subject again.

"Junior brother, do you think Master will scold us? We almost demolished the Zombie King's shrine and even plundered all the fungi from his wife's coffin. This has created a huge grudge. Will the Zombie King come knocking on our door?"

"Senior brother, stop nagging. If the Zombie King dares to come, with so many senior and junior uncles here, wouldn't it be courting death?"

On Li Feng's shoulder, there were still bluish-black marks left by the female zombie king's fingernails, but fortunately the wounds had stopped bleeding.

He circulated the Maoshan Qi Cultivation Technique once to confirm that the spiritual power within his body had been completely stabilized at the initial stage of Qi Refining.

The spiritual liquid in the dantian settled quietly at the bottom, and at the end of the ten-inch spiritual root, the Netherworld Fire burned.

Li Feng's gaze kept scanning the dense forest on both sides of the mountain road.

Tengteng Town is a den of zombies, and there may be other things in the surrounding mountains and forests.

The dark aura has been drifting in from the western mountains for several months, affecting the monsters and evil spirits in the mountains, making this road far from peaceful.

Fortunately, Li Feng's cultivation level was high enough that the demons and monsters dared not approach.

After walking for about an hour, the mountain slopes ahead gradually flattened out, and the outline of Qingyan City came into view in the distance.

"Finally back!"

Upon seeing the city gate, Qiu Sheng perked up and quickened his pace.

The city gates had just opened, and several soldiers guarding the city were checking passersby at the gate.

Seeing Li Feng and Qiu Sheng approaching, an old soldier recognized Li Feng as the new night watchman in town and greeted him with a smile:

"Hey, isn't this Li Gengfu? What are you doing out of town so early? And this is that guy from the mortuary."

"Brother from the Maoshan Sect, let's go outside the city to take care of some business," Li Feng replied casually, taking out the watchman's waist token and showing it to the old soldier.

The old soldier nodded and didn't ask any further questions.

There were plenty of Taoist priests in Qingyan City, and every few days someone would go out of the city to perform rituals and catch monsters, so he was used to it.

The two wandered through the streets and alleys, bought a few pancakes to eat, and soon returned to the mortuary.

The gates of the mortuary were wide open, and the courtyard was even more lively than yesterday.

The disciples of Master Si Mei, all of whom belonged to the Zhi generation, were still alive. Lei Jian stood in front of the statue of the Three Pure Ones and was talking to Master Si Mei.

"Master! We're back!"

As soon as Qiu Sheng entered the courtyard, he started shouting loudly, as if he was afraid that others would not know that he had returned alive.

He felt he had done a great service and should make a big fuss about it.

All the Taoist priests in the courtyard turned their gazes toward them.

When Master Si Mei saw Qiu Sheng's tattered Taoist robe and the bloody claw marks on his back, his expression immediately tightened.

Quickly tell Qiulan to get some glutinous rice and lotus seeds to make porridge to remove the corpse poison from this guy.

His eyes met Li Feng's, and his expression instantly turned to shock.

Li Feng stood in the courtyard, his Taoist robe tattered, with five dark blue claw marks on his shoulder.

But the aura he exuded was completely different from when he left yesterday.

When he left yesterday, he was still a cultivator at the Spirit Root stage.

Now, he is like a sword hidden in its sheath, its sharpness concealed, yet he is not to be underestimated.

Qi Refining Period!

The Taoist priest with four eyebrows stared wide-eyed, speechless with shock for a long time.

Qiu Sheng, oblivious to the change in his master's expression, continued to mutter to himself:

"Master, you don't know, Tengteng Town is simply not a place for humans! The whole town is full of zombies, white-haired ones, black-haired ones, jumping zombies, blood zombies, and there are even four blood zombies guarding the entrance to the ancestral hall, and inside the coffins are two zombie kings, a male and a female!"

"The female zombie king even took a liking to me and insisted on making me her coffin-pressing husband. My innocence in this life almost ended there!"

As he spoke, he pulled out a blood-red coffin mushroom from his pocket and presented it to the Taoist priest with the four eyebrows as if it were a treasure.

This coffin fungus is the third one brought back from the ancestral hall. It is of slightly lower quality than the two in Li Feng's jade box, but it is still good enough to be used as material.

"Master, look how big this coffin fungus is! My junior brother and I risked our lives to pick it!"

The Four-Eyebrowed Taoist priest ignored the coffin-shaped fungus, slapped its large head open, and stared straight at Li Feng: "You...you've broken through to the Qi Refining stage?"