Zombie World: Starting as an apprentice of the Thunder King

Lin Bei was reborn and lived in the Republic of China for fifteen years, always thinking it was an ordinary world.
Until he saw with his own eyes a Taoist priest conjure lightning with his bare hands and blast a zombie into a charred corpse.
Lin Bei immediately knelt down.
The Taoist priest, unable to bear his persistence any longer, had no choice but to take him as his disciple.
"I am Shi Jian, the eldest disciple of the inner sect of the Maoshan School."
Lin Bei was stunned.
Shi Jian? The Thunder King from Zombie Supreme? Lin Fengjiao's senior brother from Uncle Nine?
Good heavens, this is a zombie world!
Lin Bei's eyes lit up, and he knelt down even more readily.
"Master, please accept my bow!"
What Shi Jian didn't know was that the disciple he had taken in was not only a pure Yang Daoist, but also a troublemaker who could turn the Maoshan Sect upside down.
From then on, the zombie world gained a shameless and carefree Maoshan disciple.
What? This zombie can fly?! Take this Five Thunderbolts Technique first!
Lin Bei grinned: "Master, I've almost mastered your skill of conjuring lightning with your hands. How about we have a contest?"
Shi Jian's face turned ashen: "You traitorous disciple, how dare you!"
Shi Shaojian: Junior brother, you've gotten yourself into trouble again!
Lin Bei: Senior brother, don't be afraid, your master will take you flying.
Uncle Nine: Senior Brother, your disciple is much better than my two... but he's too good at causing trouble.
Lin Bei: You're too kind, Uncle-Master. I'm just an honest cultivator.
Everyone: You call that being honest?