I am Jinshan Youxia

It was actually just a corpse.

Just like how he took over a person's corpse and immediately came back to life after occupying it, it's basically locking information and forcing everyone to acknowledge the information locked by the modifier.

Zhang Chengyi himself didn't quite understand the principle behind this process, just like people don't know why many of their instincts appear. Anyway, he didn't have any obsessive-compulsive disorder that required him to figure things out before he could use them.

There are good aspects to becoming a zombie, and naturally there are not so good aspects.

Originally, the evolution of zombies was mainly reflected in their corpses, giving rise to some strange and wonderful abilities, such as growing hair, being immune to water and fire, regeneration, sucking blood from a distance, and flying and escaping—all extensions of their physical abilities.

However, Zhang Chengyi has maxed out both his toughness and his resistance to lightning.

With his body filled with heavenly lightning, Yan Chixia's sword, which had been adorned with talismans and sharpened with blood, couldn't even pierce his skin. His magic was neutralized by the heavenly lightning, and the sword felt like a tickle against his copper-skinned, iron-boned body.

If Zhang Chengyi doesn't plan to remove the Heavenly Thunder in the future, his future growth path will be completely fixed.

But the Heavenly Thunder was just too useful; the sheer number of them could break almost any spell, which was enough to make him decide.

"Master, master, we've found another sister!"

The female ghosts chattered and crowded around a female ghost who was holding her own ashes and looked very uneasy.

Zhang Chengyi looked up and said, "Would you be willing—"

"I am willing." The female ghost bowed without hesitation. "Greetings, Master."

They're acting like I'm some kind of landlord or tycoon.

Zhang Chengyi paused for a moment, then absorbed the approaching female ghost into his body. Their souls merged, and he sent her into a deep sleep.

The female ghosts gradually woke up throughout the year. His idea was that those who wanted to be reincarnated could take their ashes and reincarnate, or do whatever they wanted.

Anyway, he doesn't need the ghost's help before the next evolution.

As a result, the female ghosts not only stayed voluntarily, but also treated him as their pillar of support. Every night, they would go out to play in groups, and then return to live in his body before dawn.

Yan Chixia joked that it was like a zombie marrying a bunch of female ghosts.

The female ghosts didn't see anything wrong with it at all, and even changed their address to "Master," becoming Zhang Chengyi's concubines both verbally and in fact.

However, some are willing to stay, while others are going to be reincarnated; it's up to them whether they stay or leave.

He didn't particularly care.

The problem lies with Nie Xiaoqian, this familiar yet unfamiliar female ghost who, on a rare occasion, is overcome with compassion and brings back the female ghost who fell to her death off a cliff, hoping that Zhang Chengyi will take her in.

He initially had no objections, as both sides would benefit from the union of their souls. However, things quickly spiraled out of control, with the female ghosts bringing back one companion after another.

The number of female ghosts quickly swelled to hundreds.

In this chaotic world, there are many things but also a lot of wandering ghosts. If a female ghost encounters a kind-hearted gentleman who can help her become stronger, she will bring him food and drink.

Before Zhang Chengyi knew it, he had become a ghost king in the true sense of the word.

Those who can become ghosts but are not taken away by the ghost messengers all harbor some resentment. Even if their souls merge and they can live like normal people after being cleansed by heavenly lightning, Lanruo Temple inevitably becomes more gloomy.

"Sigh, when will this ever end?"

Yan Chixia looked at his residence, which was filled with a dark and resentful aura, then looked at Zhang Chengyi and sighed meaningfully.

If someone of the same kind were to come and take a look, they might mistake it for the lair of some evil spirit.

Zhang Chengyi showed no remorse whatsoever, and asked, "How's your practice of the Yin-Yang Divine Sword that I taught you last month?"

He stayed at Lanruo Temple and studied most of what Yan Chixia had learned; he didn't leave empty-handed.

First, there was the nameless sword technique from the novel "Wind and Cloud," and then there was the Wudang Sect's supreme martial art, the Two Elements Divine Sword, from the novel "The Legend of Lu Xiaofeng." Both of these are rare treasures in the eyes of any swordsman.

Even though it's somewhat incompatible with this world of gods and monsters, most of the content can still be used with slight modifications.

Zhang Chengyi's teaching wasn't the original version; it was all tweaked by him, so it was easy to use right away. After learning it, Yan Chixia's swordsmanship was three or four levels higher than his previous skills.

Moreover, he couldn't use any of the various miscellaneous things he obtained, such as the Diamond Sutra, magical cultivation, talisman writing, sword control techniques, and the ability to open the third eye.

Even if he had heavenly lightning, he'd still be a zombie, completely devoid of any power, so what use would he be?

"Ahem~" Yan Chixia coughed lightly. He didn't mean to drive them away. He simply wanted the zombie to restrain these female ghosts. Even if they didn't harm anyone, their arrogance would cause trouble sooner or later.

He thought for a moment and then asked, "Senior, what are your plans for the future?"

Chapter 232 They Came to the Door

"I feel like a lot of people have asked me what my plans are for the future."

Zhang Chengyi struggled to adjust his sitting posture.

"Splash! Thud!"

A short while later, he jumped back up, looking disheveled, and sat down in a different spot.

The fact that he can sit down already puts him in more flexible form than 99% of zombies; adjusting his posture is definitely too difficult.

Yan Chixia, seemingly oblivious, gazed at the distant moon and said, "Given your personality, you probably won't stay in Lanruo Temple like I have."

"After you leave, is there anything you'd like to do?"

He knew that the zombie in front of him was a huge anomaly. The world was already in chaos, and if an unprecedented zombie broke in, some things might happen that he didn't want to see.

Zhang Chengyi thought for a moment and said, "I originally planned to go out and collect some more ghosts before going back to sleep."

"But it's enough for now. I'm going to take another nap after I've drained the battery."

Evolving only once feels unstable; my strength hasn't reached its peak. What if I mess it up? Anyway, I have enough ghosts, so I'll continue evolving.

We'll talk about evolving until we can't evolve any further. His specialty is killing opponents of higher levels, usually a level 10 player fighting a level 1 player. He won't play in a game where he can't completely dominate.

"As for what happens next, we'll talk about that later," he said nonchalantly.

Yan Chixia paused for a moment, then chuckled self-deprecatingly. Since he had decided to live in seclusion, why bother with the sordid affairs of the world?

A person determined to become a monk is not as carefree as a zombie.

The man and the corpse quietly admired the moon for a while until the crescent moon began to set in the west. Then, the female ghosts who had been wandering around outside began to return to Lanruo Temple to prepare to sleep with their masters.

"Oh no! Oh no!" a female ghost cried as she floated over, saying, "Master, a Taoist priest has come to our door, and Sister Xiaoqing has been frozen in place by him."

"Splash!"

Before the words were finished, the ground in front of Lanruo Temple exploded, and a young man with a mudra in his hand landed on the ground from the flying clods of earth. He looked up and said, "A zombie?"

"Big Beard, is this a zombie you created? Or a female ghost you raised?"

"Pooh!"

Yan Chixia jumped down and said, "What do you mean I created them or raised them? Which eye of yours saw me creating zombies or raising female ghosts?"

The young man was momentarily speechless, clearly caught up in the conversation. After a moment of hesitation, he said, "No matter what, I must eliminate this monster and deliver these souls from the dead. Big Beard, are you going to stop me?"

Yan Chixia laughed heartily, drew his sword, and said, "Keep asking, keep asking. If you want to fight, then fight."

He could tell that this young man had little experience in the ways of the world, and guessed that he was just a traveler who had come down from the mountains.

The young man stretched out his palm and pushed it towards Yan Chixia, shouting, "Freeze!"

"Stop, stop, stop, stop my foot!" Yan Chixia leaped away, somersaulted, and thrust out his sword.

One of the female ghosts who was watching the spectacle was unlucky; upon seeing the words in her palm, she was frozen in place.

The young man looked at the rapidly approaching longsword with a look of surprise, clasped his hands together, and burrowed into the ground.

A mound of earth was arched out of the ground and kept moving around.

Yan Chixia didn't use any magic. He stood upside down, his longsword touching the ground, and then leaped up again. His eyes were fixed on the ground, his eyebrows twitching. Then, gripping his longsword, he brought it down to the ground, shouting, "Come out!"

"Peng!"

Forced by the sword's edge, the young man had no choice but to jump out from underground prematurely. "That was close! That was close! Big Beard, your swordsmanship is amazing!"

"Enough with the nonsense, let's see what we've got!"

Yan Chixia landed calmly, holding his sword in one hand. The moment he stood there, he exuded the aura of a master swordsman.

Zhang Chengyi curled his lip, "Simply put, it's just showing off."

The young man was exactly the type to fall for this. After the other party's earlier warning and his current imposing manner, his hostility vanished instantly, and he shouted, "I won't fight you!"

With a flick of his wrist, a talisman appeared out of nowhere in his palm. He then turned and tossed the talisman at Zhang Chengyi, shouting, "Exorcising Demons and Ghosts Order, go!"

"Snapped!"

"boom!"

Before the paper crane formed from the talisman could even reach its destination, a flash of lightning in the air caused it to explode.

"Heavenly lightning?!"

The young man was shocked. A zombie lightning bolt protecting him? What a joke!

"You brat, aren't you being a bit too outrageous?" Yan Chixia had already placed his sword on the young man's shoulder and said, "If you roam the martial world like this, you'll never die, no matter how many lives you have."

"Certainly!"

Without turning his head, the young man quietly opened his palm, attempting a sneak attack. However, Yan Chixia had already anticipated this move and kicked out, causing the young man's palm to deflect, and another female ghost who was watching the commotion was hit.

"break!"

Yan Chixia pierced the young man's palm with his sword finger, breaking the spell. Then, he held the young man down with one hand and said, "Behave yourself and wait for our master's judgment."

"master?"

The young man looked up at the zombie who was slowly standing up (there was nothing he could do about it), and said in disbelief, "Fellow Daoist, with your level of cultivation, you still have to succumb to evil? This world is truly a mess!"

"Boom!"

Zhang Chengyi landed smoothly, luckily avoiding hitting his head on the ground due to the tremors. He looked at the young man in front of him and felt that he looked familiar. There was no way around it; movies and comics are different. The world that movies create is too similar to the characters in the movies. The young man in front of him looked at least 50% like Jacky Cheung, just like Yan Chixia and Wu Ma looked 60% alike. It would be difficult for him to mistake him.

"Are you Zhi Qiu Yi Ye from the Kunlun Sect?" he asked casually.

Zhi Qiu Yi Ye was startled again. She closed her eyes, looking resigned to her fate, and said, "I don't believe that this world will always be filthy. One day, justice will prevail over evil."

"Boom!"

Yan Chixia released his grip, flicked him on the forehead, and said, "Justice and evil, all you talk about are empty words. If you want to act on behalf of Heaven, you'll have to survive first."

"Do you want to become a lackey of demons like me?" Zhi Qiu Yi Ye said, sticking out her neck.

Yan Chixia shook his head, saying with a look of disappointment, "You came here without doing any research or preparation, and you just came here full of nonsense about justice and evil to slay demons. You are really ignorant of your own limitations. Your skills are so-so, and your personality is reckless. I think you should just die sooner rather than later, so that you won't harm others or yourself in the future."