Chapter 23: The blood moon was in the sky, and purple air was coming from the east. That zombie that turned into a Ba almost destroyed the Taoist tradition in the world!
"The corpse qi in this city is condensed and not dissipated. It seems that zombies must have entered the city before and committed a lot of murder in the city."

After getting off the train, Zhang Tiandao looked around with a serious gaze, feeling an inexplicable sense of uneasiness in his heart.

Since he started practicing Taoism, he has gone down the mountain many times to eliminate demons.

But with his superb Taoist skills, he was able to turn the tide every time.

No evildoer could last more than a few rounds in his hands.

It’s not like he hasn’t caught zombies before.

But this time.

He found himself feeling panicked before he even saw the zombie's true face.

This is not a good sign!
He remembered the last time he felt this way.

Or last time.

"Master, the corpse qi here is so strong, the zombies that entered the city are probably at least at the flying zombie level, right?"

Wang Ye stood behind Zhang Tiandao, his expression also extremely solemn.

Previously, he thought that it was a waste of Zhang Tiandao's talent to personally accompany him down the mountain to eliminate the monster.

But now it seems.

The zombies in Hangzhou City might have to be dealt with personally by his master, the purple-robed Taoist priest.

After all, with his current level of skill, he is simply unable to deal with a flying zombie that has drunk human blood.

"Let's go out and check the situation first."

Zhang Tiandao picked up his bag, turned around and left the station with the crowd.

Wang Ye followed closely behind.

And just at the moment when the two of them stepped out of the station gate.

Zhang Tiandao suddenly sensed something. He paused and his eyes involuntarily turned to the barren mountain on the outskirts of the city.

In the sight, I saw that the dark clouds that were originally piled up in the sky over the barren mountain had now completely turned into a dark color like ink.

Red light flickered in the clouds, and faintly one could see shocking blood-red arcs of electricity moving through them, emitting bursts of hissing sounds from time to time, which was creepy.

"Blood Thunder Corpse Tribulation, there are flying zombies transforming into ghosts here, no wonder the corpse qi that permeates the city is still gathering in broad daylight."

Zhang Tiandao's face changed drastically.

He immediately took out an eight-diagram compass from his bag, bit his finger, and dripped a drop of hot fingertip blood on it.

But the next second.

There was a loud "bang!"

The Bagua compass suddenly shattered into countless pieces that scattered all over the ground, startling the people around who had just come out of the station.

"What the hell is this old man doing? Can you just play with firecrackers at the station entrance?"

"Old people nowadays are becoming more and more lawless."

"Luckily his firecrackers didn't hit me just now, otherwise I would have slapped him twice."

"Calm down, brother. This old guy must be fishing. If you go up to him and try to hit him, he will probably fall down."

I heard waves of criticism, accompanied by pairs of contemptuous looks.

A scoundrel with yellow hair even spat at Zhang Tiandao's feet.

Wang Ye couldn't stand it anymore and wanted to go up to argue, but was stopped by Zhang Tiandao.

They saw the security personnel patrolling the station walking towards them.

The two had no choice but to leave this place first.

Zhang Tiandao thought about it and finally decided to go to the barren mountain first to take a look.

As far as he knew, the flying zombie that was transforming into a ghost should have already acquired human nature.

Perhaps he could use his eloquent tongue to enlighten the other party.

To know.

The evil zombies are born out of resentment.

The less resentment you have, the easier it is to deal with.

If he could reduce the other person's resentment through guidance.

This will also be of great help to them in regaining control of the other side in the future.

However, just when Zhang Tiandao was about to set off for the barren mountains.

Wang Ye suddenly thought of someone.

Zhao Degang!
He remembered that there was a third-generation disciple from Mount Longhu who seemed to be practicing in Hangzhou.

He also built a Taoist temple called "Shangqing Temple" in the suburbs of Hangzhou.

He felt that they could first go to Zhao Degang to find out about the situation in Hangzhou.

Maybe he could get some information about the zombie from the other party. Zhang Tiandao thought his suggestion was good.

So the two of them immediately took a taxi to Shangqing Temple.

Unfortunately, when they arrived at Shangqing Temple, they did not see Zhao Degang himself.

The entire Taoist temple was quiet.

Zhang Tiandao took one look at the lotus pond that was already full of dead fish, and thought to himself that something was not right, so he quickly ran to the room in the backyard of the Taoist temple.

He searched the room where Zhao Degang had lived before.

Then he said with a sullen face, "There is not a single magical instrument in the room, and even the statue of the ancestor enshrined on the platform is gone. It seems that this third-generation disciple named Zhao Degang must have encountered some big trouble before."

Wang Ye was shocked when he heard this.

Oh shit.

Could it be that Zhao Degang is going to catch the zombie himself?
That is the flying zombie that is transforming into a ghost.

Even the purple-robed Taoist priest can't do anything about the evil spirit.

He is a black-robed Taoist priest, isn't he just asking for his death?

Not finding Zhao Degang, the two had no choice but to turn around and leave the Taoist temple.

Standing on the top of the mountain, looking at the barren mountain in the distance that was completely covered by dark clouds, Zhang Tiandao felt extremely heavy.

Zombies are everywhere, and the world is in chaos.

He knew that even if he put himself in this situation, he would probably not be able to achieve anything.

But in order to uphold justice, he had no choice.

"Master, is there really no way to deal with this post-Huaba zombie?"

Wang Ye asked with a serious look.

Zhang Tiandao shook his head in shame: "I have never seen a zombie after it turned into a Ba, but I have heard from my master before that in that war-torn era, a group of tomb robbers once dug out a Ba zombie in a general's tomb."

"That zombie massacred several nearby villages and towns within three days, leaving no one alive."

"Later, the five purple-robed celestial masters from Mount Longhu came down the mountain together, and joined forces with the Taoist sects of Mount Mao, Mount Lao, and Kunlun. With the right time, right place, and right people, they set up the Seven-Star Big Dipper Heavenly Gang Formation and finally eliminated it."

"However, in that battle, the Taoist sect suffered heavy losses, with twelve purple-robed celestial masters alone lost!"

"Taoist sects such as Maoshan, Laoshan and Kunlun have declined to this day because of this."

"Among the five purple-robed celestial masters of Longhu Mountain, three of them died in that battle, and another was seriously injured. He passed away shortly after returning to Longhu Mountain."

After hearing this, Wang Ye finally understood why his master looked so grim after seeing the zombies transforming into demons on that barren mountain.

Back then, a zombie that transformed into a demon almost destroyed the entire Taoist tradition.

Taoism today is no longer as strong as it used to be.

If another zombie successfully transforms into a ghost.

I'm afraid no one in this world will be able to match him!
Zhang Tiandao stood outside Shangqing Temple, looking at the barren mountain shrouded in dark clouds in the distance, and began to think of countermeasures.

Wang Ye stood quietly behind him and did not go up to disturb him.

Before we knew it, the sun hanging over the mountain had gradually sunk into darkness.

Night falls.

As a blood moon slowly rose into the sky.

Zhang Tiandao knew that he could not wait any longer.

He sighed heavily and prepared to rush to the barren mountains to have a good fight with the zombie that was transforming into a ghost.

But that's it.

A handful of purple air suddenly rose from the east, accompanied by the miserable roars of countless dead souls, and rushed straight into the sky.

"Purple Qi coming from the east?"

"Master, there seems to be a purple-robed celestial master performing a ritual in Chen Dong's direction."

Wang Ye's eyes flickered, and there was a hint of joy in his tone.

The flying zombie that is transforming into a ghost is indeed powerful.

But after all, the transformation of the evil spirit has not been successful yet.

If they went to find the purple-robed Taoist priest who was performing a ritual!

The two purple-robed celestial masters join forces!

In addition, he, the yellow-robed Taoist priest, was assisting on the side.

Maybe it is possible to subdue it.

If that doesn't work, then you can at least stop him from transforming into a ghost.

(End of this chapter)