"Capture him. Everyone, remember to hand in a zombie research report."
Shen Wen waved his hand gently and left calmly.
This zombie was too weak.
"Roar ~" "Roar ~" "Roar ~"
The teachers and students of the All-Heavens Academy were mentally prepared. They knew that Shen Wen's strength was heaven-defying. Moreover, his moves were often astonishing. Uncle Jiu, on the other hand, wasn't mentally prepared at all. He stared in shock at the Zombie King on the ground.
What a simple way to subdue a zombie. Break one of its legs, and the zombie almost lost its ability to resist.
MMP！
He didn't even dare to dream about it.
The zombie's body was comparable to steel. Unless there was a special method, it was basically impossible to damage the zombie's body.
Not to mention that Shen Wen broke the zombie's leg with a light palm.
"Who are you?"
After a long time, Uncle Jiu looked away from the zombie that was tied up tightly by hemp rope and couldn't help but ask.
Previously, he had seen that Zhang Sanfeng, Li Xunhuan, and Yue Buqun all had extraordinary temperaments. They either gave people the impression that they were well-read, or gave people the impression that they were righteous. That was why he had agreed to let Shen Wen and his group stay at the memorial hall.
Otherwise, he wouldn't have dared to let so many strangers stay in the morgue.
If someone had evil intentions, the three of them would have no way to survive.
"Could it be a secret cultivation sect?"
Uncle Jiu guessed.
He had clearly seen the battle between Zhang SanFeng and the others.
God, Zhang Cuishan, and Tang Zichen didn't hurt the zombie, but they suppressed it. The zombie was kicked away by them before it could get close to them. Each of them was more ferocious than the zombie.
The old Taoist who asked if the 100-year-old wanted to avoid moving the coffin hit the zombie with every palm, and the zombie screamed in pain.
Moreover, he seemed to have practiced Tai Chi and stabbed the zombie upside down.
"We are from the same college."
Li Xunhuan used Xiao Li Flying Dagger to push the zombie's teeth and cut its face, making a sizzling sound. After hearing Uncle Jiu's question, he stood up and answered.
Zombies were indeed special.
As soon as he stood up, his original position was taken by someone else.
There was only one zombie, but all the teachers and students had to hand in their zombie research reports. While the zombie was still alive, they had to research as much as possible.
"Academy? School? When did such a school appear in the cultivation world? "
Uncle Jiu frowned.
If there was such a powerful school in the world of cultivators, there was no way the Maoshan Sect would not have known about it.
If the Maoshan Sect had known about it, there was no way they would not have informed him.
"Our circle is different. We are martial artists."
Li Xunhuan pondered for a moment and said.
He did not directly introduce the All Heavens College. Without concrete proof, if he talked about the All Heavens College, which was connected to the Myriad Worlds, he was afraid that others would think that he was crazy.
"Warriors have actually developed to such an extent?"
Although Uncle Jiu still had doubts in his heart, he had to be shaken in the face of absolute facts.
However, based on his understanding of martial artists, he had never seen martial artists at the level of Yue Buqun and Zhang Cuishan, let alone someone like Shen Wen, who could easily break a zombie's leg.
"Could there be an unparalleled prodigy among the martial artists?"
Uncle Jiu recalled the Divine Art of the Sun that Shen Wen mentioned before, as well as the respectful attitude that Zhang Sanfeng and the others had toward Shen Wen, and he had a vague guess in his mind.
The development of Taoist arts to such an extent was due to the emergence of many amazing cultivators of Taoist arts in different eras.
It was not unacceptable for a martial artist to emerge among the martial artists who could guide an entire era.
"Hold on, what are you doing to the zombie?"
Uncle Jiu's expression changed drastically.
Zhang Sanfeng, Zhang Cuishan, and the others had smeared rooster blood on the zombie, cut it with a knife, smeared black dog blood, and even stuffed black donkey hooves into the zombie's mouth.
The zombie's corpse should have been burned immediately under normal circumstances. However, Old Master Ren had said that no matter what was done, the corpse was not to be burned.
The Ren family was the squire of Ren Town. Not only were they rich, but the security team was also under the control of the Ren family. Although he did not belong to the Ren family, the Ren family would definitely find trouble with him if he burned the zombie.
However, studying the zombie like Zhang Sanfeng and the others was absolutely not allowed.
"We're studying some of the attributes and characteristics of the zombie."
Li Xunhuan said awkwardly.
After the experience of having relatives and parents receive the notice last time, no one dared to be careless about the tasks or courses assigned by Shen Wen.
"If you do this, it will be difficult for me to explain to Old Master Ren tomorrow."
Uncle Jiu was a little embarrassed.
This zombie was already missing a leg. If Zhang Sanfeng and the others continued to study it, it might even lose an arm or an eye.
"Uncle Jiu, didn't you say that?"
"When Old Master Ren turns into a zombie, the first thing he will do is kill his loved ones. That means his first target will be Old Master Ren and his daughter."
"We're saving Old Master Ren's family."
Yue Buqun stabbed the zombie a few times with his sword and found that it was intact. He stood up helplessly and turned to Uncle Jiu.
"As long as we call Old Master Ren over tomorrow and let him see this zombie with his own eyes."
"When the time comes, not only will he not blame you, but I'm afraid he will thank you for saving his life."
Yue Buqun smiled slightly.
Old Master Ren might be a filial son, but compared with his own life, he should know how to choose.
"Then be careful. Remember to wash it clean tomorrow."
Uncle Jiu said and then turned to leave.
Out of sight, out of mind.
As long as they let Old Master Ren take a look at the zombie that was missing a leg and seemed to be completely fine on the surface, Uncle Jiu would not ask about other things.
"Okay, take out all the equipment."
Seeing that Uncle Jiu had left, Zhang Sanfeng and the others no longer held back. They carried the zombie to a remote room. They also stored some special items in their student or teacher cards.
"Put it on the electric chair!"
Compared to black dog blood, rooster blood and other legendary items that could restrain zombies, they believed that lightning could restrain some ghosts.
"Increase the electric current bit by bit. Don't kill it. We still have a lot of experiments to do."
Tang Zichen could not help but remind them.
"Add sulfuric acid!"
"Add mercury!"
"Boil it in boiling water!"
"Burn it with high temperature!"
… ….
In the room, not only were there the painful growls and struggling sounds of the zombie, but there was also the sound of "click click click" taking photos and videos, and the sound of "swish swish swish" taking notes.
"Buzz buzz buzz …"
"Ping ping ping …"
"Squeak squeak squeak …"
At this time, outside the door, Uncle Jiu, who was a little worried and wanted to come back to remind Zhang Sanfeng and the others of some things to pay attention to, listened to the zombie's growls mixed with various strange sounds in the room. His expression was uncertain.
He had a vague feeling that if he opened the door tonight, he might step into an unimaginable new world.
To open it or not?
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