Zombies: Cultivating Immortality at Maoshan, Becoming Stronger by Doing Nothing

Chapter 728

"stop!"

At this moment, Ling Yan Yan was too lazy to waste words and coldly said, "You can leave if you want, but leave this Kaiyang Sword behind!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Ling Yanyan stared intently at the zombie, his eyes burning with intensity.

call!

The zombie took a deep breath, its eyes turning bloodshot, and sneered, "Kid, you really think I'm afraid of you?!"

hum!

As soon as he finished speaking, the zombie raised his hand and waved it, releasing a sinister aura that rushed straight towards Ling Yan Yan!

Holy crap, has this zombie gone mad?

Seeing the ghostly energy flying towards him, Ling Yan cursed under his breath and quickly tried to dodge. However, because his meridians were sealed, he was unable to use his internal energy and had no choice but to raise the Kaiyang Sword to resist!

"clang!"

A muffled tremor resounded, and Ling Yanyan felt an overwhelming pressure surge through him, causing him to cough up a mouthful of blood!

Ling Yanyan clutched his chest, utterly shocked and furious. He, a dignified fifth-level Martial King, had actually been forced to vomit blood; it was utterly humiliating!

Swish!

Seeing this, the old monk and the two monks were all stunned!

The old monk, in particular, stared wide-eyed, as if he didn't recognize Ling Yan Yan, and stammered, "This... who are you? How can you possess such exquisite swordsmanship?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the two monks surrounded him, their eyes filled with vigilance.

Ling Yanyan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and smiled slightly: "My name is Ling Yanyan. I once joined the Kunlun Immortal Sect, but I was later expelled from the sect."

Kunlun Immortal Sect?

Upon hearing this, the old monk and the others' expressions changed slightly.

"Little one, where is the Kunlun Immortal Sect?"

"I know!"

"Tell us quickly, or we'll suffer!"

At this moment, Ling Yan Yan let out a soft sigh and said slowly, "Kunlun Immortal Sect is hundreds of miles away from here. If you want to go, I can give you a ride. However, once you arrive, you are not allowed to disturb me."

call!

After he finished speaking, the three old monks exchanged glances and nodded silently.

The next second, the old monk walked over, put his palms together, and said, "Thank you for speaking up for justice, benefactor. This old monk is willing to accompany you on this journey!"

Honestly, with the strength of the four old monks, they weren't afraid of Ling Yanyan's tricks at all.

Ah!

Seeing this, Ling Yanyan nodded in satisfaction and said with a smile, "Alright, let's set off now without delay."

To be honest, Ling Yan Yan also wanted to return to Qingyun Town as soon as possible. But this place was too dangerous; who knew what demons and monsters might lurk there? He needed to maintain his peak condition to better explore the secret realm.

More importantly, Ling Yanyan had promised Sister Chang'e that he would help her find the passage to the Nine Provinces Continent.

"it is good!"

At this moment, the old monk nodded, then gestured to the two monks behind him, and walked out of the valley.

The two monks quickly followed.

Seeing this, Ling Yanyan quickly followed.

Whoops!

As soon as he stepped out of the valley and saw the scene before him, Ling Yanyan couldn't help but take a deep breath.

Before me stretched a vast wilderness, with distant mountain ranges resembling a reclining dragon extending to the horizon.

Not far away, the shadow of an ancient tomb can be vaguely seen, bearing the marks of time.

Ling Yanyan clearly remembered that this place used to be a village, a place where villagers had worshipped for generations. Later, war broke out, and the villagers were almost all killed or wounded. Only this cave remained.

"Amitabha, good, good, good."

Looking at the surroundings, the old monk sighed: "After that catastrophe, there was no life here anymore. Alas, I never thought that hundreds of years later, this place would be restored to its original state. Heaven truly has eyes."

Hearing this, Ling Yanyan nodded silently, then looked around before finally fixing his gaze on the ancient tomb not far away, and asked, "Old sir, what kind of person is buried in that ancient tomb?"

The old monk smiled slightly: "I don't know the specifics either, but it is said that a peerless master buried a treasure here thousands of years ago, hoping that someone with the right destiny would retrieve it."

A peerless treasure?

In an instant, Ling Yanyan became excited: "Then let's go take a look?" As he said this, Ling Yanyan was inexplicably excited.