Zombie World: Starting as an apprentice of the Thunder King

Bai Ling and Bai Chen climbed out of Shi Shaojian's arms and sensed the spiritual energy emanating from Lin Bei.

Two little foxes lay beside him, greedily absorbing the faint spiritual energy.

Time passed day by day.

Shi Shaojian was the first to achieve a breakthrough...

After refining that spiritual power, his cultivation level soared from the late stage of Daoist Master to the peak of Daoist Master.

He has crossed a whole minor realm, and is only one step away from the mage realm.

"Finally... I've broken through!"

Shi Shaojian opened his eyes and sensed the changes in his dantian. He was so excited that he almost jumped up.

"I'm now at the peak of the Taoist priest realm! With a little more effort, I can break through to become a mage!"

"Hehehe, breaking the seal on the kidney meridian... is just around the corner!"

He turned to look at Lin Bei, who was still immersed in his cultivation.

He was enveloped in a dense spiritual light, and the spiritual energy fluctuations there were several times stronger than his.

Bai Ling and Bai Chen lay beside him, and the two little foxes also emitted faint spiritual energy fluctuations, indicating that they had already developed some cultivation.

Shi Shaojian smiled slightly, did not disturb them, and went straight to the entrance of the tomb to stand guard.

As for why I didn't sit next to them, it was mainly because I was afraid that one of the older guys would jump out again.

Although the eldest brother didn't mean to harm them, the thought of a purple zombie lying next to you still makes you feel a little uneasy.

Meanwhile, at Maoshan, at Jiuxiao Wanfu Palace!

Shi Jian is attempting to break through the bottleneck of the Celestial Master realm. Although he has not yet fully broken through, his terrifying aura has swept across the entire Maoshan Mountain.

All the elders and disciples looked at the Nine Heavens Palace with awe!

This renowned figure in the cultivation world is already this terrifying even before breaking through to the Celestial Master level. If he really does break through, Qingwei will probably be completely crushed by him.

Of course, this is the opinion of the sect's disciples and elders...

During this period, Master Xuanji of Chongxi Wanshou Palace also personally accepted a disciple.

Rumor has it that he has good potential, but he is far inferior to Lin Bei and is also a latecomer to the industry!

. . . . . .

More than a month later, the spiritual energy fluctuations on Lin Bei's body finally reached their peak.

The fourth Dao pattern on the fake core solidified completely at this moment, radiating a warm purple halo.

Immediately afterwards, the fifth Dao pattern also emerged with a blurry outline, but it failed to fully take shape.

boom!

A powerful aura erupted from Lin Bei.

Lin Bei suddenly opened his eyes, two bolts of lightning shooting out from them before slowly disappearing into the void. (What a pity... he didn't have the Yin-Yang Heaven-Gazing Mirror!)

"Late-stage mage!"

Lin Bei let out a soft breath, sensing the surging magical power within his body, and nodded in satisfaction.

"The fifth Dao pattern has already begun to take shape on the pseudo-core; it shouldn't be long before it solidifies!"

Looking inward at his dantian, he saw that the purple pseudo-core had grown almost twice as large as before.

Four complete Dao patterns flowed slowly across the surface of the elixir body, while the fifth, though blurry, already had a clear outline.

"This breakthrough saved me at least several months of arduous training."

He stood up, stretched his limbs, and his bones cracked.

His physical cultivation has also improved significantly under the influence of spiritual energy. The number of bones that have been tempered has reached 148, only 28 away from the late stage of Iron Bone.

When Bai Ling and Bai Chen saw that he was awake, they immediately ran over and rubbed against his trouser leg, howling.

The two little foxes have grown a whole size larger than they did a month ago. Their fur is shiny and their eyes are bright and lively, and they already look a bit like mythical beasts.

However, he still exudes a demonic aura!

"Looks like we have to go back to Maoshan. If those two little ones get killed by some idiot, they'll be devastated!"

Lin Bei bent down and picked up Bai Ling. The little guy rubbed his head against his chin and let out a comfortable whimper.

"Let's go, it's time to get out."

Lin Bei turned to look at the coffin, bowed respectfully three times, and said, "General, thank you for bestowing this treasure. This junior takes his leave."

There was no response from inside the coffin, but Lin Bei could sense that the malevolent aura was much milder than before.

As soon as the two stepped out of the cave, the mountain wall behind them collapsed with a deafening roar, completely burying the entire tomb passage.

The original entrance to the cave had vanished, leaving only piles of rubble and dirt, as if it had never existed.

Shi Shaojian looked at the collapsed mountainside: "Is it protecting its own burial ground?"

"Perhaps."

Lin Bei dusted himself off. "He defended against foreign enemies in life and did not forget to protect his country even in death. This general is worthy of respect."

The two turned and walked out of the mountain.

Bai Ling nestled on Lin Bei's shoulder, while Bai Chen snuggled against Shi Shaojian's chest.

After this opportunity, both little foxes became much more lively than before.

"Junior brother, where are we going next?" Shi Shaojian asked.

Lin Bei thought for a moment: "We'll see where we end up..."

"...Can't you have any ambition?"

"Ambition? My ambition is to become an immortal and an ancestor."

Lin Bei walked forward without looking back, "Let's get to a place where there are people first."

That evening, the sky was overcast as the two walked through a dense forest.

Suddenly, a violent fight and screams came from ahead.

Lin Bei paused, "There's some noise ahead."

The two quickened their pace...

A moment later, in a mountain hollow, more than a dozen figures were engaged in a chaotic battle.

In the middle was a group of Taoist priests dressed in light yellow robes, surrounded by a large number of vengeful ghosts and corpse puppets, their situation extremely precarious.

"They're from the Shenxiao Sect!"

Shi Shaojian also recognized the Taoist robes. "What are they doing here?"

"Their sect is located in this area!"

"Let's go! Let's go help!" Lin Bei drew his sword and rushed over.

The battle in the ravine had been going on for more than half an hour.

The Shenxiao Sect originally had only five disciples, including Zhou Xuanqing, but the elders brought seven more, and three of them have already fallen.

The remaining nine people were all injured and surrounded by dozens of corpse puppets and more than a dozen vengeful ghosts.

Zhou Xuanqing stood at the front, his magic sword already chipped, his body covered in bloodstains.

"Hold the line!"

Zhou Xuanqing cleaved back the lunging corpse puppet with a single sword strike, his voice hoarse, "My martial uncles are almost back!"

"Senior brother...we can't hold on much longer!"

Wang Shun's face was still covered in corpse poison, and now he had new injuries. His steps were already starting to falter, and he only managed to stay upright because his junior brother was supporting him from behind.

The remaining disciples stood back to back in a circle, lightning flickering on the magic swords in their hands.

The corpse puppets on the periphery emanated a powerful corpse aura and tirelessly surrounded them, shrinking their space of movement.

Zhou Xuanqing took out a Divine Thunder Talisman from his pocket, preparing to fight to the death.

Suddenly, a thick bolt of lightning shot out from not far away and struck the densest part of the corpse puppet horde!

boom!!!

Seven or eight corpse puppets were blasted away by the lightning, followed by several bursts of fire that exploded among the horde of vengeful spirits. The flames surged and burned the spirits, causing them to scream in agony.

"who......"

Zhou Xuanqing suddenly turned his head and saw two figures rushing down from the mountain.

One wielded the Demon-Slaying Sword, his body crackling with lightning, while the other carried the Demon-Slaying Sword, his steps steady. They were none other than Lin Bei and Shi Shaojian.

"Disciples of Maoshan!"

Zhou Xuanqing recognized the style of the Taoist robes the two were wearing, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

"Fellow Daoists, be careful! There are a great many of these corpse puppets and vengeful ghosts!"

"Hahaha, just a few brats..."

Lin Bei let out a wild laugh and charged into the battlefield: "Slay the demon!"

The sword energy swept across, severing the three-headed corpse puppet in half at the waist.

His feet moved swiftly, following the steps of Yu, as he flung a handful of explosive flame talismans from his spatial stone: "Explosive Flame! Decree!"

Several bursts of fire exploded among the horde of vengeful spirits, the scorching flames forcing them to retreat repeatedly.

Several that couldn't dodge in time were engulfed by the flames and vanished into black smoke.