Zombie World: Starting as an apprentice of the Thunder King

After Liu Santong escaped, the remaining zombies in the courtyard lost their leader and instantly panicked.

Si Mu was furious. After killing all the zombies with Lin Bei and the others, he used a fire talisman to burn them all to ashes!

The courtyard finally fell silent. Ren Shichang crawled out from under the stone table, trembling, his face deathly pale: "Is...it over?"

Ren Zhuzhu also poked half her head out from the corner, her eyes wide open.

Looking at the young figure standing in the center of the courtyard, he pursed his lips slightly: "That person... is he Thor?"

Having never encountered paranormal events before, this experience shocked her worldview. Could the science taught by her teachers in school still be effective now?

They've already created lightning with their bare hands... and it can even fly! Now, Newton's coffin lid will probably have to be welded shut with reinforced concrete!

The guests gradually emerged from their hiding places, all looking disheveled and covered in dust. Their eyes all fell on the young Taoist priest in the center of the courtyard.

The earth-shattering thunder magic, the overwhelming flames, and the dozen or so huge wooden stakes that appeared out of nowhere completely refreshed their understanding of Maoshan Taoist magic.

"That lightning...was it really him who brought it down?"

"And those wooden stakes, they can actually fly by themselves!"

"I only thought Uncle Nine was amazing before, but I never imagined his nephew would be even more terrifying..."

"This isn't a Taoist priest, he's clearly the reincarnation of the Thunder God!"

The crowd murmured amongst themselves, their gazes toward Lin Bei filled with awe and wonder.

Ren Zhuzhu stood behind Ren Shichang, her gaze never leaving Lin Bei.

She used to think that Taoist priests just drew talismans and chanted scriptures, which was purely a scam. Today she realized that they could do it in a different way.

The figure, wreathed in lightning, looked exactly like the celestial soldiers and generals depicted in the temple.

At this moment, Si's eyes suddenly blurred, his face turned pale, and his legs went weak, almost causing him to kneel on the ground, but Lin Bei caught him.

"Uncle-Master! Are you alright?"

"No...it's nothing." Si Mu waved his hand, took a few deep breaths, "This is just a side effect of the divine attack, I'll be fine after a rest."

"You have a bright future in cultivating divine techniques, unlike me, whose physical body isn't up to par. Every time I use divine techniques, I fall into a period of weakness!"

He straightened up, supporting Lin Bei's shoulder, and his gaze fell on Uncle Jiu. His face immediately darkened again: "Quickly, look at Senior Brother!"

Lin Bei quickly walked over to Uncle Jiu and squatted down beside him.

Uncle Nine lay on the ground, his face pale and his lips bluish-purple.

Lin Bei hurriedly pulled open Uncle Jiu's clothes and found that his chest was covered with a large number of black threads, as if he had been poisoned and they were spreading outwards.

The most fatal thing was the wound on his back caused by the exploding Yin Sha Talisman; the skin there had already festered.

Wisps of black energy moved across the skin like living things, terrifying everyone who saw them.

Uncle Nine's eyes were closed, his brows were furrowed, and his breath was weak, making him look like he might reunite with the patriarch at any moment!

"Master!" Qiu Sheng knelt beside him, his voice choked with sobs, "Master, wake up!"

Lin Bei reached out and checked Uncle Jiu's pulse. As soon as his fingers touched him, he felt a chilling, bone-piercing yin energy creeping into his body from his fingertips. Startled, he quickly released his hand and used the Shangqing Great Cave True Scripture to force the yin energy back.

"Uncle-Master Simu, how is Uncle-Master Lin?" Lin Bei turned to look at Simu.

Four Eyes walked over weakly, carefully examined Uncle Nine's condition, and then reached out to sense the wounds on his chest and back for a few breaths, his expression growing increasingly grim.

"The Yin Sha Curse... this thing is really..."

Four Eyes said in a deep voice, "The Yin Sha Curse is eroding his heart meridian and has already begun to spread. Moreover, there are signs that it is subtly eroding his primordial spirit. I have no way to deal with this kind of curse!"

"What should we do?" Qiu Sheng was so anxious that tears were almost falling. "Will Master die?"

"Don't worry, even if my senior brother wanted to die, it would be difficult. At worst, he could just call for Master to save him!"

Si Mu grabbed his arm and lifted him up from the ground. "I remember now, there's something that can save him!"

"What is it?" Qiu Sheng asked hurriedly.

"Coffin fungus!"

"Coffin fungus?" Lin Bei felt the name sounded somewhat familiar!

"That's right, coffin fungus can revive the dead and heal flesh and bones; saving my senior brother would be a piece of cake!"

"General Mountain, more than a hundred miles away from here, was occupied by a group of bandits hundreds of years ago, and later they all turned into zombies."

"The leader, after hundreds of years of cultivation, has become a flying zombie and has been entrenched there for a hundred years."

"Flying zombies?" Lin Bei's expression changed.

Flying zombies are terrifying beings that are two whole levels higher than purple zombies; they are comparable to the Celestial Master realm!

Si Mu nodded: "That flying zombie had a coffin fungus in its mouth. It was a yin-attribute treasure that it had condensed over hundreds of years by absorbing the yin energy of the earth veins, the yin energy of the moon, and the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. It has the effect of neutralizing all yin and evil poisons."

"As long as we can get that coffin fungus, we can heal your Uncle Lin's injuries."

"Then what are we waiting for?" Lin Bei jumped up. "I'm going right now!"

"What's your rush!" Si Mu grabbed him. "Retrieving coffin fungus isn't so easy. You haven't seen how powerful flying zombies are. Those things are a hundred times more difficult to deal with than Liu Santong's purple zombie."

"How do we get it? We can't go empty-handed, can we?"

Si Mu took out a blue talisman from his sleeve, on which was drawn an extremely complex rune, and handed it to Lin Bei: "This is a talisman that I obtained from an old Taoist priest many years ago."

"You can't use force to extract coffin fungus; you have to use strategy."

"That flying zombie is extremely intelligent, but it has a weakness: it sleeps for a month every year to absorb the yin energy from the coffin fungus to temper itself. This month happens to be the month it sleeps."

"While it is asleep, sneak into the mountains and stick this talisman on the coffin to temporarily seal its senses and actions."

"Then open the coffin, take the coffin fungus out of its mouth, and be quick, no more than thirty breaths, otherwise the talisman will be ineffective and you will die inside."

Lin Bei took the blue talismans, glanced at the runes on them, and then put them into his spatial stone.

"This disciple has remembered."

Si Mu looked at him and said, "It's too dangerous for you to go alone. Let Shao Jian go with you so you can look after each other."

"I'm not going!" Shi Shaojian cried out anxiously from the side. "You're all injured. If I leave too, who will take care of you? What if that old bastard Liu Santong comes back with a vengeance..."

"It won't come back." Four Eyes shook his head. "He was injured by his senior brother's Heavenly Qi and won't recover for several months."

Suddenly, Si Mu glanced at Shi Shaojian from head to toe, then waved his hand and said, "Forget it, forget it, you'd better not go. With your cultivation level, you can't even beat the weakest zombie inside!"

Shi Shaojian's face turned red with anger at those words!