Chapter 13 The Celestial Master's Corpse Transformation Tide! I'm Coming Back!

Zhen Yangzi was also stunned when he saw the scene in front of him.

What's going on? I've never heard of any legends of the Taoist sect going to a grave together.

There are more than a hundred ancestors here. If there really was any collective action, there should be records in Taoism.

It was already a surprise to run into Yuan Tiangang in the Mausoleum of the First Qin Emperor, but it turned out that there were more of them here.

"Enter the imperial mausoleum to suppress the ancestor dragon... Is there any secret in this imperial mausoleum?" Zhen Yangzi suddenly thought of the words engraved in front of Yuan Tiangang's remains.

He didn't care much about it at the time, but now he thinks that the secrets of his Taoism may be hidden in the Mausoleum of the First Qin Emperor.

Otherwise, how could so many purple-robed ancestors enter this imperial mausoleum?

"The Ancestral Dragon... Could this Ancestral Dragon be the First Emperor?" A hint of shock flashed in Zhen Yangzi's eyes.

"Hundreds of ancestors have entered the mausoleum. Could it be that the First Emperor has shown signs of transformation?"

"No, it's impossible! The luck on that person is too great. He has the dragon energy protecting him and the national fortune adding to his body. It is impossible for such a person to turn into a zombie!" Zhen Yangzi shook his head, feeling that his idea was a bit absurd.

It is almost universally acknowledged that an emperor cannot become a zombie.

The dragon energy and national destiny on his body suppress the emperor from transforming into a corpse.

What's more, he was the First Emperor. No matter what, he was the first emperor in the world.

Throughout history, there have been at most some princes or royal relatives who turned into corpses.

"This imperial mausoleum... wouldn't have been emptied by your Taoist sect, right?"

"This is the Mausoleum of the First Qin Emperor, not your Taoist tomb..." Wang Wu smacked his lips.

He really didn't expect that the people buried in the Mausoleum of the First Qin Emperor were all Taoists.

There are nearly two hundred remains of Taoist masters in front of us.

When did Taoism develop this habit of burying its own people in other people's imperial tombs?

Grave robbery? There were hundreds of people buried together.

This is really not a good thing.

Although Wang Wu is a tomb robber, he cannot do such a thing.

"I don't know either, but now it seems that this imperial tomb is probably different from what the outside world says. Someone has entered this underground palace a long time ago." Zhen Yangzi shook his head. His mind was full of questions.

"Nonsense, all these ancestors in your family have almost filled up the human tombs." Wang Wu rolled his eyes when he heard Zhen Yangzi's answer.

Zhen Yangzi was too lazy to argue with him, so he walked into the gate carefully with his zombie.

After refining Yuan Tiangang, he is now full of confidence. Even if there is any danger in this imperial mausoleum, he is confident that he can deal with it easily.

This is a flying zombie, and it is only one step away from entering the corpse-hiding realm. The old Taoist priest is only at this level.

And people like the old Taoist priest are praised as the best in the world!

With the world's greatest warrior serving as his younger brother, what does Zhen Yangzi have to be afraid of?

"What are you standing there for? Follow me!" When Wang Wu saw Zhen Yangzi leading the way into the gate, he hurriedly called out to his younger brothers to follow.

When he got closer, Wang Wu's eyes lit up instantly.

These corpses are just like Yuan Tiangang's, all of them are well preserved, and they are still stiff after death. Any one of them can be put on display in a museum.

Even if I didn't find the treasure, I could still make a lot of money by moving a few corpses.

"These corpses may be worth a lot of money, but it's a pity that we can't move too many of them!" Wang Wu looked at the ancestors sitting cross-legged on the ground with shining eyes.

"Hurry up, guys. Each of you should carry one on your back. Be careful not to damage it."

"Don't move!" Suddenly, Zhen Yangzi's slightly frightened voice rang in everyone's ears.

"What's the matter, Taoist priest?" Wang Wu looked at Zhen Yangzi with a little dissatisfaction.

"Don't move. These corpses may have turned into zombies. If one is disturbed, all the corpses will mutate!" Zhen Yangzi tried to calm down.
When he got closer and took a look, he noticed that these ancestors in front of him had been nourished by the Yin energy here for at least hundreds of years, and had already shown signs of turning into zombies. Each of them had corpse-suppressing talismans and evil-suppressing talismans pasted on their bodies.

The most terrifying thing was that the old Taoist priest sitting in the first place had at least hundreds of evil-suppressing talismans densely stuck on his body.

"Don't you know how to refine corpses? Go ahead." Wang Wu said.

You are a Taoist priest in purple robe, and you are afraid of zombies.

It’s not shameful to say it out loud.

"What do you know!" Zhen Yangzi glared at Wang Wu. These people knew nothing.

His strength is pretty good when compared to others. Now he has Yuan Tiangang's flying zombie, so he can definitely compete with the old Taoist priest.

But damn, there are more than a hundred ancestors here. Once they turn into zombies, they will be sucked to death immediately.

"What should we do? Will it look good if we put it here? Master Dao, you have gained something, but we brothers are still empty-handed." Wang Wu hid his right hand behind his back and stared at Zhen Yangzi.

"Brother, Taoist priest, there are words carved in front of these corpses." At this time, Ma Zi's voice came.

Everyone looked in the direction Ma Zi pointed, and saw that there were words carved on the ground in front of the corpses, just like Yuan Tiangang's.

Zhen Yangzi first came to the corpse sitting first and looked at it.
'The second generation of Heavenly Master Zhang Heng, following his father's orders.

In the second year of Guanghe in the Han Dynasty, he entered the imperial mausoleum to suppress Zulong! '"Second generation Heavenly Master!" Zhen Yangzi's eyes widened.

The eldest son of Zhang Daoling, the founder of the Heavenly Master family and the second generation Heavenly Master of the Longhu Mountain Zhengyi School, is actually in the Mausoleum of the First Qin Emperor!
How could this person be here? Shouldn't he be buried in Longhu Mountain?
"No wonder, the second generation Heavenly Master, the successor of Zhengyi Dao, no wonder he would use so many talismans to suppress corpses and evil spirits. Could it be that the others are also..." Zhen Yangzi murmured to himself.

Then he looked at the rest of the bodies.

The third generation of Heavenly Master Zhang Lu, the fourth generation of Heavenly Master Zhang Sheng, the fifth generation of Zhang Zhaocheng, the sixth generation of Zhang Jiao...

As he continued to watch, Zhen Yangzi became more and more shocked.

There are one hundred and sixty-four corpses here, all of them are successive heavenly masters passed down from generation to generation in Longhu Mountain for thousands of years!

Almost all the Heavenly Masters of Mount Longhu passed away here.

What are you doing! ?

Performance art?
Why not stay in your own Longhu Mountain instead of going to someone else's imperial tomb to sit and die?
"There are 166 Heavenly Masters in Longhu Mountain since its inception. Excluding the old Heavenly Masters outside, is there a generation missing?" Zhen Yangzi felt a little nervous.

The missing one seems to be the 165th Heavenly Master.

"What secrets are hidden in this imperial tomb? Could it be that the Ancestral Dragon really shows signs of transformation into a corpse? Otherwise, why would more than a hundred heavenly masters come in!" Zhen Yangzi swallowed.

Things seemed to have gone beyond his imagination.

It is rumored that the Heavenly Master of Mount Longhu is short-lived, and a new one has to take the throne every once in a while, otherwise it would not have been passed down for more than a thousand years and 166 generations.

Now it seems that these Heavenly Masters did not die young, but all of them were buried in the Mausoleum of the First Qin Emperor!
"Master Taoist...are these...really all the Heavenly Masters of Longhu Mountain?" Wang Wu walked up to Zhen Yangzi and asked carefully.

He did not practice Taoism, but he also understood the horror of the Heavenly Master.

There are more than a hundred of this style here!

These people, including Yuan Tiangang before, all died here.

There is something weird about the Mausoleum of the First Qin Emperor.

More than a hundred heavenly masters have died, how can Wang Wu get out?

There is great terror in the Mausoleum of the First Qin Emperor!
Zhen Yangzi opened his mouth and was about to answer when a terrifying evil spirit suddenly rose into the sky, interrupting what Zhen Yangzi was about to say.

Everyone panicked instantly.

"Boss...Boss, I...that!" At this time a crying voice came.

Everyone looked towards the voice and saw that Ma Zi was holding a corpse-suppressing talisman in his hand, and the corpse of the Taoist priest in front of him had stood up!

"What the fuck are you doing!"

"I... I, it wasn't me who did it, it was the Taoist priest's zombie, it tore it off and stuffed it into my hand!" Ma Zi's face was full of panic, and his tone had a hint of crying, it really wasn't him.

Just now, very quickly, Yuan Tiangang tore off the corpse-suppressing talisman and put it in his hand, then ran to the side, motionless.

"Me?" Zhen Yangzi frowned and looked at Yuan Tiangang who was motionless not far away.

He has already refined it, and no one should act on their own without his control, let alone uncover the talisman.

Zombies don't have any intelligence.

Without waiting for Zhen Yangzi to ask.

"Roar!" A roar that resounded through the heavens and the earth suddenly rang out in the mausoleum.

The body of the Taoist priest whose corpse-suppressing talisman had been removed opened his eyes, and fangs grew out of his mouth at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The huge evil spirit formed into gusts of wind, which raged wildly around him.

The negative energy in the entire tomb instantly rushed towards the city gate like a whirlpool.

The corpse-suppressing talismans on the bodies of the heavenly masters of all generations were blown away, making a rustling sound.

After a while, these corpse-suppressing talismans were blown down by the evil wind!!!
Countless corpse-suppressing talismans were flying in the air.

Without the suppression of the corpse-suppressing talisman, the corpses began to stiffen instantly!
One hundred and sixty-four heavenly masters turned into corpses!
"Run!" Zhen Yangzi roared, then ran towards the gate without looking back. He was no longer in the mood to care why Yuan Tiangang acted on his own.

Wang Wu was not slow either, he quickly followed Zhen Yangzi and ran outside.

The entire imperial mausoleum was filled with evil spirits and rising negative energies.

These one hundred and sixty-four Heavenly Masters collectively began to transform into corpses!

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At this time, in the mausoleum.

Zhang Daoling looked towards the gate of the imperial city with shock on his face.

He felt the changes in many Heavenly Masters.

All his descendants began to transform into zombies!

"Who! Who moved the corpse-suppressing talisman!" Zhang Daoling's eyes were bloodshot and he roared in anger.

He couldn't imagine what the consequences would be if these 164 Heavenly Masters turned into corpses!
At the same time, Ying Zheng's wild laughter was heard from the bronze coffin.

"I'm coming back!"

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