I am Jinshan Youxia

"Shut up!" The Yin-Yang Dharma King raised his hands, and the stone bricks on the ground flew up rapidly and then exploded with a bang.

Zhang Chengyi originally intended to stand there and withstand the attack, but then he suddenly remembered the three Taoist priests huddled in the corner. He clenched his fist, and the dissipating corpse energy condensed into a wall in front of him, using the corpse energy to absorb the entire explosion.

"boom!"

Half of the Taoist temple was blown into the sky, and broken stones crashed to the ground. A path was also briefly blasted through the black mist.

Without hesitation, the Yin-Yang Dharma King discarded his clothes and hood, and once again transformed into red mist and flew into the sky.

"Want to run?"

Zhang Chengyi leaned forward slightly and inhaled deeply.

"Whoosh!" A sudden gust of wind arose, and dust and pebbles from the ground were swept back and sucked in by the corpse energy. The red mist in the sky was gradually sucked into shape and retreated little by little.

"Let's see how long you can keep inhaling!"

As the Yin-Yang Dharma King spoke with a hateful voice, the red mist suddenly expanded and crawled forward a little more.

Zhang Chengyi remained silent, only inhaling. He could eliminate all the air entering his stomach and could inhale it for a lifetime.

The two of them were locked in a stalemate, taking turns sucking and running for more than ten minutes. The red mist would move forward a little and then back a little, and after more than ten minutes, it was still suspended in the air without moving much. Several layers of soil on the ground were sucked away, and the once clear sky was now full of yellow sand, with visibility so low that people and animals could not be distinguished beyond ten meters, and even family members could not be recognized beyond five meters.

Zhang Chengyi thought the contest would continue until a winner was decided, but to his surprise, the Yin-Yang Dharma King landed and transformed into human form, clasped his hands together, and pointed at the various miscellaneous objects and clods of earth that were being absorbed by the corpse energy.

"boom!"

As flames rose into the sky, the long-bearded old Taoist closed his eyes; it was all over now.

To his surprise, he felt no pain. His body was like a dandelion blown away by the wind, flying out with the shockwave of the explosion. He opened his eyes and saw the black mist that enveloped his three fellow disciples trembling. Zhang Chengyi, who had sent them away, could only see the back of the figure swallowed by the explosion.

"Great hero, I will definitely avenge you!"

"Hahahaha!" The Yin-Yang Dharma King stood amidst the smoke and dust, laughing wildly.

No matter how skilled you are, you still can't beat someone without brains!

"Whoosh!" A gust of wind suddenly rose, dispersing the smoke.

The laughter stopped abruptly.

“I said…” Zhang Chengyi stood there perfectly fine, frowning as he looked at him, “Are you sick? We were having a good time, and suddenly you did this?”

"Play?" The Yin-Yang Dharma King's hood bulged with anger.

"Play!"

It repeated itself in a malicious tone, "I'll let you have your fun!"

Then it exploded with a bang, the red mist turning into a beam of red light that pierced through the corpse energy and rushed straight at Zhang Chengyi.

And then, that was it.

The Yin-Yang Dharma King that entered Zhang Chengyi's body directly triggered the heavenly lightning. Zhang Chengyi didn't even have a chance to save his life; the [Yin-Yang Dharma King] on the panel flashed and disappeared.

He has truly passed away.

[Wait, is it really that brave?]

Zhang Chengyi scratched his head. The logic wasn't hard to understand. It was barely plausible that a demon, similar to a ghost, would rush into the body of a zombie it couldn't handle and try to control it. But the idea of ​​it instantly disappearing after entering was a bit too abstract.

"A great hero?"

The long-bearded old Taoist priest cautiously approached the zombie standing on the ruins, who seemed lost in thought.

"What's wrong?" Zhang Chengyi turned his head and looked at them, startling the three Taoist priests into taking a few steps back.

After confirming that the Yin-Yang Dharma King had failed to control the zombie, the long-bearded old Taoist priest first breathed a sigh of relief, then felt a sharp pain in his heart. The Taoist temple passed down from his sect had been reduced to nothing.

"Master." A huge wave of female ghosts descended from the sky. Nie Xiaoqian, the leader, looked at the mess on the ground and said, "The Yin-Yang boundary has collapsed. I had no choice but to lead my sisters back to the Yang world. Most of the ghosts inside have already gone to the Yin world to be reincarnated."

Zhang Chengyi roughly counted and estimated there were over a hundred unfamiliar female ghosts. Even if all their souls were combined, it probably wouldn't be enough. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel a pang of heartache.

This Yin-Yang Dharma King is really a joke. Why did he just give away all his female ghosts? He still doesn't have enough female ghosts.

Since things have come to this, let's take it slow.

He sighed and said, "Xiaoqian, have you explained it to them?" Even if becoming stronger requires the cooperation of ghosts, he generally wouldn't force them.

Anyway, as a zombie without a lifespan limit, he has plenty of time to take his time.

As for the idea of ​​an external demon invading and causing the destruction of the world, to be honest, he felt it was too far away. He didn't even know if it was true or not. Moreover, he had a slight suspicion that the external demon was referring to him.

There's no point in thinking so much; having fun is the most important thing.

“Hmm.” Nie Xiaoqian stood naturally next to Zhang Chengyi, waved her hand, and said, “Sisters, come on.”

Watching the female ghosts line up and pour into the zombie's body, the long-bearded old Taoist priest was speechless; the scene was a bit too spectacular.

After dealing with the female ghost, Zhang Chengyi instructed, "Help the three Taoist priests build a house next door."

"Yes," Nie Xiaoqian replied, skillfully directing the sleeping female ghosts who hadn't gone inside to start working.

This group has been veteran civil engineers since that ordeal twenty years ago.

Chapter 256 Beyond the Great Wall

How efficient would 47 powerful female ghosts be if they worked together in perfect harmony?

From midnight to dawn, a little over three hours later, a Taoist temple had appeared out of thin air on the open ground.

"Tsk, not bad."

Zhang Chengyi was a little surprised, "You guys have practiced this before?"

Nie Xiaoqian smiled silently, standing discreetly behind the master. Twenty years! They had been holed up in Lanruo Temple for twenty years. Ghosts don't need to rest every night like humans do. With their cultivation, they could easily ignore the sun by holding an umbrella. They had plenty of time to learn many things.

This naturally includes the house construction that led to the old man chasing and scolding us back then.

Any one of the forty-seven female ghosts could be considered a remarkably skilled carpenter or bricklayer.

When telekinesis has evolved to the point of almost telekinesis, it means one can do whatever one wants.

Even if the master didn't intervene, Lanruo Ghost King, who had undergone another enhancement, could easily defeat Yin Yang Dharma King, but she still had to find some amusement for the master.

Even Zhang Chengyi was surprised, and the three Taoist priests felt as if they were dreaming.

My house exploded last night, and I was exposed to cold winds for more than three hours. Now the house is back, and it seems to be much bigger and more impressive.

"Great hero." The long-bearded old Taoist stroked his beard with a complicated expression.

Zhang Chengyi spoke first, saying, "Hey, no need for thanks. You've helped me. It was my fault that the Yin-Yang Dharma King blew up your house. Rebuilding one is nothing."

"I still owe you an extra favor, so just say what you need."

He's a reasonable modifier.

The long-bearded old Taoist bowed and said, "May I ask, great hero, can this favor be reserved for the future?"

“Sure,” Zhang Chengyi replied readily. “However, once you are dead, this favor will be wiped clean, and it’s just a favor. Don’t expect me to risk my life for you.”

"That's only right." The long-bearded old Taoist priest smiled.

"Um, Xiaoqian," Zhang Chengyi turned around and looked over, "is there any way to send a remote notification?"

Nie Xiaoqian reached out and plucked a strand of her hair, blew it over, and said, "If you need anything, Daoist, you can burn this strand of hair, and I will naturally sense it."

"Don't wait until it's too late," Zhang Chengyi emphasized, then said in a low voice, "Xiaoqian, didn't you say you were going to reincarnate? Don't let my matter delay your time."

Although they all nominally call him "Master," he actually views the female ghosts more as collaborators, especially the female ghosts who have been with him for so many years; their relationship has become somewhat like that of friends.

The modded zombie never thought about falling in love or having multiple wives, and of course, he never considered the thoughts of the female ghosts.

Nie Xiaoqian smiled and said, "Master, please rest assured, Xiaoqian's current level of cultivation means she has nothing to worry about regarding reincarnation."

For zombies, the merging of souls means they don't have to worry about the side effects of corpse energy. For female ghosts, it's like an opportunity to become stronger by using corpse energy. Each time Zhang Chengyi evolves, he brings more benefits to the female ghosts, but the benefits he gives out also depend on their natural talent.

The same bowl of rice will be digested differently by different people, not to mention the efficiency of becoming stronger after the souls unite.

That's why there are strong and weak female ghosts.

The female ghosts who followed Zhang Chengyi the earliest and grew stronger step by step must have benefited the most. Nie Xiaoqian, as the most talented among that group of ghosts, was naturally the strongest female ghost and was thus called the Ghost King.

Now that she has undergone another soul-soul union, even if Yama, the King of Hell, were to abandon his authority in the underworld and come out to fight her one-on-one, her chances of winning would be higher. She is currently the strongest female ghost in the world.

In the past, there would definitely have been a chance to become a ghost or immortal. Now that all the immortals, gods, and Buddhas have fled, there are no channels or methods left, so I can only continue down the path of the ghost.

With such a level of ability, there's no need to worry about reincarnation. If she wanted to enter reincarnation, even Yama, the King of Hell, couldn't stop her, and no one could forcibly force her into reincarnation.

Seeing that Nie Xiaoqian showed no sign of reluctance, Zhang Chengyi said, "It's good that you've thought it through yourself."

He looked up at the three Taoist priests and asked, "One last question: do you know where there are many ghosts?"

The long-bearded old Taoist priest recalled the spectacular scene of ten thousand ghosts entering his body and understood. He said, "Nowadays in China, the underworld has been established with the help of the Yin God system. After a person dies, their soul will be drawn into the underworld. Even those who die violently will be guided by ghost messengers and yakshas. Unless they have extremely great resentment, it is difficult for them to become ghosts like in the past."

"If you are interested in catching ghosts, you might want to consider the borderlands."

"Beyond the Great Wall," Zhang Chengyi repeated, then said, "Okay, thanks."

He glanced at the female ghosts and was about to leave when he remembered that he still needed to find characters with similar storylines. He said, "I will come back in a few years. Please keep an eye out for the scholar named Wang Shunsheng and the actor named You Feng."

"Alright." The long-bearded old Taoist nodded in agreement. "Have a safe journey, hero."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Chengyi laughed heartily. After taking off, he said as before, "The mountains are high and the roads are long. Farewell, three Daoists."

Watching the zombies and female ghosts depart, and looking at the eerie Taoist temple, one of the Taoist priests weakly said, "See you in the martial world... Didn't he say he would come back?"

"Why do you care so much?" the long-bearded old Taoist priest said, puffing out his beard and glaring. "Hurry up and get your tools ready to dispel the yin energy, otherwise how are we supposed to stay?"

A building constructed by ghosts would naturally have a tiny bit more yin energy. Ordinary living people would definitely die young if they lived there for too long. Fortunately, these few were all professionals.

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If a creature becomes devoid of the concept of lifespan, it will naturally begin to disregard time.

After Zhang Chengyi left Shanxi for the border region, time flew by, and more than a decade passed in the blink of an eye. He did encounter more ghosts in the border region, but most of these ghosts spoke a language that he could not understand at all. There were some differences in language between tribes, and he relied entirely on his translation function to communicate.

Moreover, these wild ghosts from beyond the Great Wall, even the female ghosts, are extremely fierce. You can't reason with them at all. At first, Nie Xiaoqian tried to communicate in a civilized manner, but later she simply knocked them down first before talking about the union of souls.

Almost all the female ghosts from beyond the Great Wall would agree to merge with such a powerful zombie soul, and then run off to do evil.

It was also in the borderlands that Zhang Chengyi first beat a female ghost, who had merged with his soul, half to death and sent her into reincarnation.

His corpse energy steadily increased, but the rate of increase brought by the weak female ghost was much slower. For more than ten years, his corpse energy remained at more than 80% of its maximum value.

Qingfeng Temple hadn't had anything to do with him, and he'd forgotten about Yama and the Black Mountain Demon. After wandering around for over a decade, he got tired of it and finally returned to the Central Plains, coming back to the Shanxi area.