Zombie World: Starting as an apprentice of the Thunder King

Si Mu stood at the entrance of the courtyard, staring dumbfounded at the scattered zombies, then looked back at the memorial tablets in the main hall.

He hurriedly ran back to the main hall and kowtowed three times before the ancestral tablet: "Thank you so much, Ancestral Master, for saving my life! I will burn more incense for you later!"

In the courtyard, the fat Taoist priest slumped on the ground, his entire body trembling with fat.

His expression shifted several times, and it took him a long time to recover: "What...what was that just now?"

"What else could it be? Our ancestral master has manifested his power!"

After resting for a while, Lin Bei slowly stood up: "This is our Maoshan Taoist temple!"

"As expected, they truly deserve to be called one of the top sects of this era; even a casual training ground has a patriarch presiding over and protecting it!"

The fat Taoist priest said with envy, and for a moment he even forgot that he wanted to cause trouble for Lin Bei!

Shi Shaojian rushed out: "Junior brother! Are you alright? Did you get the coffin fungus?"

Lin Bei patted the space stone, a tired smile tugging at the corner of his mouth: "Got it. Luckily, the Ancestral Master protected me, otherwise I would have perished there."

"Enough talk! Go inside and check on Uncle Lin!"

Lin Bei strode into the main hall, where Uncle Jiu was still lying on the prayer mat.

His face was ashen, his breathing was weak, and he looked like he was about to meet his ancestor at any moment!

Then he took out the jade box from the space stone and handed it to Simu: "Uncle-Master, I got the coffin fungus."

Si Mu opened the jade box and saw that the coffin fungus was entirely dark green, emanating a strong yin energy, but within that yin energy was a trace of extreme vitality.

Overjoyed, he exclaimed, "That's right! This is the coffin fungus! With it, my senior brother is saved!"

Si Mu took out the coffin fungus and used the tip of his sword to cut open the purplish-black spreading area on Uncle Nine's chest.

The coffin fungus was suspended above the wound, and a wisp of eerie green light slowly seeped out from the bead, seeping into Uncle Nine's body through the wound.

In that instant, Uncle Nine's whole body trembled violently, and the purplish-black patterns on his chest seemed to have encountered their nemesis, rapidly shrinking and receding.

The dark aura beneath the skin is also dissipating at a visible rate.

Uncle Nine's tightly furrowed brows slowly relaxed, his complexion gradually regained some color, and his breathing became noticeably more steady and powerful.

Si Mu poured another bowl of warm water, soaked the remaining coffin fungus in it, and used his magic to infuse the fungal liquid into the water before feeding it to Uncle Jiu.

A moment later, the wound on Uncle Nine's chest had completely returned to its normal skin color.

Si Mu breathed a sigh of relief: "It works. The coffin fungus is indeed the nemesis of the Yin Sha Curse. At most, Senior Brother will wake up in three hours."

Seeing this, Lin Bei breathed a sigh of relief: "At least the trip wasn't in vain..."

The fat Taoist priest watched from the beginning to the end; this "uncle" they called him clearly looked like he was about to die.

After taking out that green bead, I recovered so quickly!

Amazing, truly amazing!

"I am Huang Junyi, a disciple of Qingcheng Mountain. May I ask what this thing called 'coffin fungus' is, that it possesses such miraculous effects?"

Si Mu then remembered there was an outsider present, and sized him up: "Are you a fellow Daoist from Qingcheng Mountain?"

"Indeed, this poor traveler is passing by and is resting..."

As Master Huang spoke, he seemed to remember something, and his gaze fell on Lin Bei.

"Speaking of which, fellow Daoist, you led a large horde of zombies down the mountain just now, was it for this bead?"

Lin Bei scratched his head somewhat embarrassedly: "Um... I'm a victim too!"

He was still a bit confused; these zombies shouldn't have noticed him!

"You bastard, you made me run after you all this way!"

Master Huang immediately panicked, "I thought it was some small zombie, but when I looked up, I saw hundreds of zombies rushing towards us with a thunderous roar!"

"I left my peach wood sword on the mountain path!"

Si Mu laughed out loud: "Alright, alright, since we've come to the mortuary, it's fate. Fellow Daoist, take a break."

"It's just a peach wood sword; I doubt you're lacking in such possessions!"

Hearing this, Fatty Huang's eyes widened. It's like saying, "If it's not yours, you won't feel bad about losing it!"

On General Mountain, inside the large coffin whose lid had been lifted, the Zombie King suddenly opened his eyes.

His scarlet eyes were captivating, and his entire body exuded an extreme and powerful aura of pressure.

Having lost the coffin fungus, they were awakened by Liu Santong's magic.

The flying zombie's intelligence fully returned, and it let out a deafening roar.

Roar! ! !

Above General Mountain, the previously hazy, deathly aura suddenly surged with this roar.

It transformed into a massive black pillar of light that shot into the sky, reaching straight into the clouds. The black pillar of light could be seen for hundreds of miles around.

The clouds were dispersed by the terrifying aura of death, revealing the cold moonlight behind them.

Thousands of miles away, at the Shangqing Palace on Maoshan Mountain, Master Qingwei was meditating in the main hall.

He suddenly opened his eyes, looked in the direction of General Mountain, and his brows slowly furrowed: "What terrifying corpse energy... that aura... it's probably at least at the level of a flying zombie."

He stood up and walked to the entrance of the main hall.

Gazing at the faintly visible pillar of black light on the horizon, he murmured, "This world... is becoming increasingly turbulent."

Several other top-tier sects' experts also sensed that aura.

The Celestial Master's Mansion of Longhu Mountain, the Quanzhen Sect's Zhongnan Mountain Taoist Temple, the Buddhist temple of Wutai Mountain, and other powerful figures all turned their attention to the direction of General Mountain.

"A flying zombie... has been born..."

Inside the cave, Liu Santong sensed the aura and revealed a strange smile: "The coffin fungus is gone... the flying zombie has awakened..."

"You little brats from Maoshan, I'd like to see how you clean up this mess!"

"Hehehe!!!"

At the summit of General's Mountain, the Zombie King rose from his coffin, his scarlet eyes fixed on the direction of Renjia Town, filled with chilling killing intent.

That violent aura swept across dozens of miles, causing all the demons and monsters to tremble!

"Insignificant ants... how dare you steal my things..."

"roar!!!"

The flying zombie roared to the sky, then pushed off with both feet, its entire body soaring into the air and transforming into a black streak of light, rapidly flying towards Renjia Town.

Its speed was extremely fast, and the birds and beasts in the mountains and forests along the way sensed the terrifying pressure and all prostrated themselves on the ground, trembling.

In the mortuary, Si Mu was resting in the courtyard.

He suddenly sensed the black pillar of light shooting into the sky a hundred miles away, and especially its terrifying aura, which made the hairs on his entire body stand on end: "This...this is...a flying zombie? How did a flying zombie appear?"

He stormed to the main hall entrance, shouting angrily inside, "Lin Bei! You little brat, what were you doing when you got the coffin fungus! How did that thing wake up?!"

Lin Bei's heart skipped a beat when he heard Si Mu's shout: "I didn't do anything! I just opened the coffin lid and sucked out the coffin fungus, and it woke up in less than ten breaths!"

"You opened the coffin lid?" Four eyes widened. "Shouldn't you have put up the talisman first before opening it?!"

"It's been sealed! I only opened the lid after it was sealed!"

"Then how come it's still awake?"

"I want to know too!"

Huang Junyi, listening from the side, was completely bewildered: "Fellow Daoists, what are you talking about? What flying zombie?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a terrifying, suffocating aura of death and malevolence pressed down from the sky.

In an instant, dark clouds obscured the moon above the mortuary, and the flying zombies were enveloped in overwhelming corpse energy and malevolent aura.

Hovering a hundred feet in the air, its scarlet eyes were fixed on the small courtyard below.

"Insects... hand over the coffin fungus..."

The flying zombie's voice came from high above, carrying a terrifying power: "Otherwise... die..."