Zombie World: Starting as an apprentice of the Thunder King

Several miles away, on the roof of a house, an old man dressed in a gray robe with a gloomy face slowly withdrew his gaze.

He stood on the rooftop, gazing into the distance in the direction of the Ren residence, a look of surprise on his face.

"Interesting. A mere Taoist priest, yet he can sense my presence." The old man stroked his beard, his gaze meaningful. "A disciple of Maoshan? He does have some skill."

He chuckled softly, and with a flicker of his body, he vanished from the rooftop like a wisp of smoke.

In the courtyard of the Ren residence, Lin Bei frowned, just about to investigate the aura, when a scream suddenly came from the courtyard.

"Ah!!! Help!!!"

Lin Bei's expression froze. Without thinking, he turned and jumped into the Ren residence.

The courtyard was in chaos. A young man in a short jacket was wielding a peach wood sword, desperately blocking a young girl's path, frantically swinging it and shouting, "Wencai! Don't just stand there, you bastard! Come help me!"

Another young man, wearing a gray short-sleeved shirt and sporting a signature mushroom-shaped haircut, huddled behind a large tree, his legs trembling: "Qiu Sheng! I...I don't dare!"

Qiu Sheng was furious with Wen Cai's appearance and could only use the building's structure to escape the zombies' pursuit.

Behind him was a zombie with a body entirely purplish-black.

The zombie was dressed in a Qing Dynasty official's robe, with a bluish-black face and an aura of violence emanating from its entire body!

"Golden light, appear quickly and cover my body!" At this moment, Lin Bei shouted, and a golden light shield enveloped his body. Then, his figure flashed and he rushed to the zombie in an instant.

"All trees obey my command and serve me! Green wood forms a prison, confining heaven and earth; rotten wood becomes a shield, impervious to swords and spears."

"Hurry, hurry, as the law commands!"

Shi Shaojian's voice came from the courtyard wall. He made a hand seal, and the ground shook violently. Four wooden stakes, as thick as bowls, broke through the soil at the feet of the purple zombie and surrounded it.

Roar!

The purple zombie let out an angry roar, and with a sudden swing of its arms, smashed the two wooden stakes to pieces.

"Get out of the way!" Lin Bei shouted, and lightning suddenly condensed in his palm.

"Lightning Thunder Fist, Thunder!"

A bolt of lightning as thick as a wrist shot out from the palm and slammed into the purple zombie's chest.

boom!

With a loud bang and sparks flying, the purple zombie was blasted back five or six steps.

Seeing the sudden turn of events, Qiu Sheng's eyes widened in surprise, while Wen Cai stammered, "Wow! Qiu Sheng! Thor has descended to earth!"

"What Thunder God! That's Thunder Magic!" Qiu Sheng glared at him irritably, but his gaze remained fixed on Lin Bei, his eyes filled with shock.

The purple zombie steadied itself and let out a furious roar.

Its gray-white eyes were fixed on Lin Bei. Suddenly, it leaped up and pounced with its claws outstretched.

"Golden Light Mantra, hold on!" Lin Bei's golden light shield lit up, and he withstood the attack. His mid-stage Iron Bone body, combined with the defense of the Golden Light Mantra, only forced him to take half a step back.

"Demon-Slaying Sword Technique, Yin Strike!" Lin Bei took out the Demon-Slaying Sword, and with a sharp sword aura, slashed fiercely at the purple zombie's arm.

clang!

With a crisp sound, the sword energy left a shallow white mark on the purple zombie's arm, without even breaking the skin.

The purple zombie swung its claw back, but Lin Bei quickly dodged, continuing its swordplay.

"Fifth move, Demon Slayer!"

The sword slashed horizontally, carrying a golden arc of light, striking the purple zombie in the waist and abdomen. This time, the strike went a little deeper, leaving a noticeable wound on its body.

The purple zombie roared in pain and lashed out with its claws again. Lin Bei dodged to the side and took out a talisman from his spatial stone.

"Lord Laozi, by your command, dispel the evil spirits!"

The talisman flew out of his hand and exploded into a burst of golden light on the purple zombie's chest, causing it to pause slightly.

Shi Shaojian seized the opportunity and made a hand seal again.

"True Qi of Yi Wood gathers in my palm! The pillar, like a dragon and elephant, pierces the earth and penetrates the sky. It shakes mountains and trembles peaks, causing evil spirits to bow their heads!"

"Imperial Edict!"

Three wooden stakes emerged from the ground again, attacking from three directions simultaneously and trapping the purple zombie in the middle. At the same time, he summoned the Bagua Mirror and poured his magic power into its surface.

"The Eight Trigrams shine with golden light, vanquishing evil!"

A golden beam of light shot out from the mirror and struck the purple zombie's back precisely, blasting a charred mark.

The purple zombie roared in anger and staggered as it was beaten. Taking advantage of the opportunity, Lin Bei used the sixth move of the Ghost-Slaying Sword. The sword was wrapped in a sharp sword light and slashed hard at its body.

With the combined efforts of Shi Shaojian's wooden stake technique and the long-range attacks of the Bagua Mirror, the two managed to suppress the purple zombie for a time.

Qiu Sheng stared in disbelief: "These two are... way too strong!"

Wencai stammered, "Who...who are they?"

"Brother Qiusheng, are they gods?" At this moment, Ren Tingting also came over, staring in disbelief at the two people and the corpse fighting in front of her.

During this time, she had only seen talismans and some magical artifacts on Qiu Sheng and Uncle Jiu, and had never seen such a battle formation before.

To conjure lightning with one's own hands and summon wooden stakes—what else could this be but immortality?

Qiu Sheng awkwardly touched his nose. "Ahem, Tingting, they are Taoist practitioners, not immortals!"

"A Taoist practitioner?" Ren Tingting looked at Qiu Sheng with suspicion. "Aren't you from Maoshan? Then why can't you do it?"

Qiu Sheng: ...Isn't it a bit impolite of you to say that? What's wrong with Maoshan? Does being from Maoshan mean you have to know how to conjure lightning with your bare hands?

Just as Lin Bei thrust his sword into the purple zombie's throat, the zombie suddenly let out a deafening roar, and its corpse energy surged by two times in an instant.

"Golden Light Mantra, hold on!"

Lin Bei suddenly increased the power of the Golden Light Spell, and the purple zombie's claws slammed hard onto the golden light shield. With a crisp crack, the golden light shield shattered.

The purple zombie's claws, still powerful, slammed into Lin Bei's chest.

puff!

Lin Bei spat out a mouthful of blood and was sent flying, crashing into the courtyard wall and causing a large section of it to collapse.

"Junior brother!" Shi Shaojian's eyes were bloodshot.

"Oh no, Qiusheng, should we run away first!" Wencai saw that even the powerful man who could conjure lightning with his hands had been injured by the zombies, and hurriedly shouted that they should run away.

"Why are you running away? He was injured because of us. If you want to run away, run away yourself!" Qiu Sheng roared at Wen Cai, a rare occurrence for him, and turned to go and save Lin Bei.

The purple zombie roared and leaped towards Lin Bei, its claws aimed straight for his throat.

Just then, a loud shout came from outside the courtyard gate.

"You wicked child! How dare you!"

A figure instantly appeared in the main hall from outside the courtyard gate. The person was wearing a yellow Taoist robe, holding a peach wood sword, and had a thin figure but exuded a sharp aura.

He rushed towards the purple zombie, and his peach wood sword, carrying a dazzling golden light, slashed fiercely into the zombie's chest.

Bang!

Ow! ! !

This sword strike was many times more powerful than Lin Bei's previous attack. The purple zombie screamed and was sent flying backward by the blow.

A deep, bone-revealing wound was cleaved open in its chest, and a strong, viscous aura of death was gushing out from the wound.

The purple zombie let out a mournful roar. It sensed the unfathomable aura emanating from Uncle Nine, and a hint of human-like fear flashed in its eyes.

It struggled to its feet, then leaped onto the courtyard wall, attempting to escape!

(Please understand that there may be some discrepancies with the original plot!)