Go back.
Wang Yao punched the air. With a loud bang, the monster that jumped out was sent flying by Wang Yao. It flew back the way it came and hit the wall. The sound of its armor colliding with the hard wall could be heard.
"A martial arts master?" The two old Taoists looked at each other.
"What is this?" Wang Yao asked as he looked at the thing.
"It's dead but not dead. A zombie."
"It's an eye-opener today," Wang Yao said. "I got to see the scenery!"
He didn't feel the slightest bit of fear, because through his observation and contact, he found that this monster's means were just so-so, unable to pose an effective threat to him.
"How do we get rid of it?"
"Stab its heart with the Demon-subduing Sword," Zhang Siheng said.
"But this zombie has a physical form, and its cultivation is extraordinary. The Demon-subduing Mirror may not be able to suppress it."
It would be fine if it was an ordinary formless ghost, but this kind of ghost with a physical form would greatly reduce the Demon Subduing Mirror's ability to restrain it.
"Do we need to freeze it?"
"Yes."
"Can't we just break its limbs?"
"In theory, it's possible, but after hundreds of years of Yin Qi corrosion, it is now a zombie, harder than copper and iron," Zhang Siheng explained.
"Let me try."
"Be careful."
Wang Yao stepped in front of the zombie that had just got up.
The rancid smell was unbearable. More importantly, it was very ugly, shockingly ugly. If this face appeared at night, it would probably scare people to death.
The neixi flowed like a river.
Fist.
The air-breaking fist. The fist broke the air.
A punch landed on the zombie's chest. With a cracking sound, the zombie's chest caved in. Then, the zombie's body was sent flying again, crashing heavily into the wall behind him. The impact even caused cracks to appear on the wall of the tomb that was completely made of hard rocks.
"What a domineering fist!" The two old Taoists exclaimed.
The zombie stretched out its arm. It was very fast and went straight for Wang Yao's heart.
Break.
Wang Yao blocked with both hands. With a crisp crack, the arm immediately responded. It was as fragile as a wafer cake. What was harder than copper and iron?
The two old Taoists were stunned.
"Could it be that they were mistaken?!"
Was it because these zombies were not strong enough, or was it because this young man's cultivation was too high that they were too arrogant?
It was a complete suppression.
This thing's attacks were completely based on instinct, and there was no pattern to speak of.
After a short while, Wang Yao broke all of the zombie's limbs, and it fell to the ground.
"Alright."
The rest seemed to be much simpler. Zhang Siheng stabbed the Demon Subduing Sword into the zombie's heart. It struggled a few times before its body stopped moving. Then, it began to sink in at a speed visible to the naked eye, like melted butter. However, it emitted a nauseating smell.
During this process, Wang Yao witnessed the magic of the Demon Subduing Sword. The old Taoist did not seem to use much force, but this sword that was obviously not suitable for piercing or cutting actually pierced into the zombie's heart as easily as a knife cutting through butter.
Huh?!
Just when Wang Yao thought the matter was over, he felt a unique aura emerge from the zombie's body and enter the stone coffin.
"It's done." Zhang Siheng breathed a sigh of relief.
"Almsgiver, your cultivation is really amazing!"
This was like the Yangtze River, where the rear waves surpassed the front waves, and the front waves were smashed to death on the beach.
"You flatter me, Taoist Master," Zhang Siheng said. "I feel that there is something strange in this stone coffin."
"Well, just in case, let's go take a look."
At this point, they were still very careful and slowly approached the coffin.
The lid of the stone coffin had been completely opened, and there was a strange metal object in the shape of a pagoda. It was engraved with complicated spells.
"What is this thing?"
"This is called the Soul Pagoda."
"Soul Pagoda? What is it used for?"
"It suppresses the soul and prevents it from doing evil."
After listening, Wang Yao looked at it carefully, then reached out to the Soul Pagoda.
"Almsgiver, you can't." Zhang Siheng hurriedly stopped him.
"What?"
"There is a curse on it," Zhang Siheng said. "If you touch it rashly, I'm afraid something bad will happen."
'Curse? Is it referring to the different auras that I feel?'
Wang Yao could feel that there was a very unique aura on the pagoda, which made people very uncomfortable. It was more uncomfortable than the coldness in the tomb.
"That aura should have gone in."
Wang Yao thought for a moment, then reached out to hold the Demon Pagoda.
Buzz! The pagoda trembled, and then the cold aura prevailed.
Ring! Ring! The bells on the two old Taoists' bodies rang again.
"Oh no!"
"Let go!"
"It's fine." Wang Yao gestured for them to calm down.
He released his Neixi and formed a closed round bell, covering the exquisite and strange "Demon-subduing Pagoda". In an instant, the aura that made the two old Taoists very vigilant, as if they were facing a great enemy, disappeared, and the bells on their waists stopped ringing.
"Why is that?"
Wang Yao asked. "Xuanmen Gang Qi isolated its aura," Zhang Siheng said.
"Is this an antique?"
Wang Yao asked. "Yes, it has been more than 400 years of history," Zhang Siheng said. "Unfortunately, it has been contaminated by ghosts."
It was originally used to suppress souls, but it had been used to help the ghosts. In other words, the resentment had not dissipated after 400 years, and it had become more and more powerful.
Wang Yao's neixi was refined and pure. It could be soft and Yin, but it could also be strong and Yang. The exchange of Yin and Yang depended on the heart. At this time, the neixi he released was strong and Yang, which happened to be the nemesis of these things. The aura hidden in the pagoda was like a piece of ice hidden in an iron bucket, but there was a fire outside. It could not hide for a while.
Since it could not hide, it rushed out, but the consequences of rushing out were even more terrible. In an instant, more than half of it was melted by the pure Yang aura, so it went in.
Wang Yao held the Soul Barricade Pagoda and quietly operated his neixi. He was constantly dissolving the aura hidden in it. His neixi was trying to penetrate the pagoda and seep into the pagoda through the gaps like flowing water.
In the end, the aura couldn't even put up a fight before it was completely melted away.
It was done.
He felt that the Na Dao aura inside had completely disappeared, so he withdrew his neixi.
"Is it done?" Zhang Siheng asked tentatively.
"It should be done," Wang Yao said.
At this moment, although there was still the cold Yin Qi in the tomb, it was not so terrible. The source had been eliminated. These things were like water without a source and would soon disappear.
"That's good, that's good!"
"I didn't expect that your cultivation was so powerful," Zhang Siheng said with a smile. "This time, we two old Taoists have become your helpers."
"You flatter me," Wang Yao said. "It was just a coincidence."
This contact gave Wang Yao another layer of insight, which was very rare. It might be something that he could not learn or comprehend even if he stayed on Nanshan Hill for another 10 years.
After solving the problem, they came to the body of the Taoist priest.
He had completely lost his breath. He had been dead for many days, but his body was used by the ghosts.
"This is my disciple," Wang Yao said. "His name is He Heng. He was very talented and was willing to work hard. What a pity!"
"Junior Brother, don't be too sad," Wang Yao said. "Now that things have come to this, you need to get over it."
"Yes, Senior Brother," Wang Yao said.
In fact, people like them usually had nothing to do and just meditated on the mountain. If they really encountered a problem, it was related to life and death. If they were careless, the result could be death like the Taoist priest on the ground.
"Shall we go out?"
"You two Taoists go first," Wang Yao said. "I still want to have a look inside."
"Then we'll stay here with you," Wang Yao said.
The aura in the tomb was not too turbid. It was unknown whether it was because of the clever design of the tomb or because the door was open. Even so, ordinary people could not stand it. Wang Yao was not an ordinary person, and the two Taoists were not either. However, he could see that the two old Taoists' bodies had some adverse reactions. Their breathing was a little rapid.
Wang Yao quickly walked around and looked at the carvings on the wall. They were all stories of Buddhist enchantment. They did not even have any enlightenment.
"Let's go out, Taoist priest."
"Okay."
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