As Chen Changsheng expected, the walking corpse with the blood beads separated from the majority of the walking corpses in a dense forest.
I have to say that this evil monk is quite cautious.
Chen Changsheng chased all the way with his Dharma Eyes open. As he went forward, he found that the people in front of him became sparsely populated, and even gradually turned into a dense mountain forest.
Not only that, Chen Changsheng also discovered that several zombies were also gathering in this direction.
Without exception, there were drops of blood between the eyebrows.
It seems that there are many walking corpses that have been specially refined like this.
Chen Changsheng did not dare to relax. He had never seen the blood method before, and he was not completely sure about it.
In fact, it would be best for the old Dragon King to follow him, but Chen Changsheng was afraid that this evil cultivator would suddenly turn back, and it would be difficult to deal with it just based on Ying Yuan and Ying En's words.
Chen Changsheng thought for a moment, then raised his hand and summoned a black tower from his sleeve.
"Chen Changsheng!!!"
Black Tower was filled with resentment as soon as he came out.
He has been locked up for too long!
For more than ten years, there was no sight of the sun, and not even a sound could be heard.
Chen Changsheng stretched out his hand and slapped the black tower with his palm.
Heita said: "If anything happens, just come to me, if nothing happens, seal me away. Chen, you are really good at calculating! Even if I die this time, I won't help you anymore!"
"You have a lot of resentment." Chen Changsheng said.
Heita didn't reply, but he could feel his resentment.
Chen Changsheng said: "If you can help me solve this matter, I will not seal you in the future."
Black Tower, who was originally a little angry, suddenly calmed down.
"really?"
"nature."
Heita thought for a moment and said, "Allow me to be free half the time every day!"
"If you don't like it, forget it."
"..."
Heita sighed in his heart, it seemed that they couldn't discuss it.
"Tell me, what's the matter? I'm really scared of you."
Chen Changsheng immediately asked: "Xue Xiu, do you understand?"
"certainly!"
Heita said: "I practice with all kinds of evil spirits, how can I not know how to practice with blood?"
"This will be easy to handle."
Chen Changsheng said: "Then Chen is going to catch a blood cultivator with some skills. Is there any way to make him turn into blood and have nowhere to escape?"
"Back then, there was a specific formation to deal with blood cultivators that could seal the sky and lock the earth, and then burn it with real fire to kill them. However, there was no guarantee that some blood cultivators would leave real blood elsewhere. The best way was to Directly kill his spirit!"
Chen Changsheng frowned slightly and asked, "Just kill the soul?"
"of course not."
"Blood cultivators always split their souls and leave a way out, hiding them in a drop of blood. This is the most troublesome thing. This is also the reason why blood cultivators are said to be immortal. However, there is one thing that remains. After the soul is separated, the blood cultivators will Cultivation is equivalent to abandoning one's own cultivation level. Even if you are reborn, you will only become a mortal within a short period of time, and you will have to start over."
"You might as well take a look at the walking corpses in the forest."
Heita glanced down and couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.
"What is this?"
Chen Changsheng frowned and said, "You don't know? This is a walking corpse controlled by the blood cultivator through his own blood."
Heita thought for a moment and said: "As far as I know, the blood cultivator does not seem to have such a method. On the contrary, it is a bit like the art of puppetry. Yes, this is the art of puppetry. The blood cultivator you want to capture is probably not only He has profound blood skills and is also good at puppetry."
"How many such puppets are there?"
"Tens of thousands."
"..."
Black Tower fell silent and said: "Then I'm afraid you have to look for them one by one, but I can give you some ideas. Even if the blood cultivator is looking for a new body, he will not find such a walking corpse without a soul and a body that will rot. , probably on some puppet that still has a soul."
"You need to find him first and see if he is so capable."
Heita said, but he was confused: "Aren't all the blood cultivators destroyed? Why did they appear again?"
"The high wall collapsed." Chen Changsheng said.
"Um?"
"What high wall?"
"The high wall behind South Park."
"oh……"
The Black Tower was stunned for a moment and exclaimed: "Collapse!!"
Chen Changsheng looked calm and nodded: "This blood cultivator escaped from the high wall."
"Ah, oh..."
Heita answered, a little dazed.
Chen Changsheng said: "You now have a chance to explain what those evil spirits have to do with you, otherwise there will only be a seal waiting for you."
"What?"
Heita asked: "Chen! Are you a human? What should I tell you!? Even if you want to default on your debt, you don't have to resort to such despicable means!"
Chen Changsheng snorted softly and said, "Do you dare to say that it has nothing to do with that high wall?"
"What does it matter to me? It doesn't matter to me!"
"We'll wait until this matter is resolved."
Heita scolded Chen Changsheng, and then said nothing more.
He couldn't help but sigh that Chen Changsheng's intuition was really accurate.
Even this was guessed.
However, he would not admit it even to death, because it is related to his future destiny.
Chen Changsheng followed the walking corpse all the way to a deep mountain.
After concealing his aura and figure, he followed the walking corpse step by step.
One after another, zombies approached this place and gathered in an open space.
Chen Changsheng counted twelve walking corpses with blood beads.
As he was looking at it, he saw a ray of black energy suddenly drifting towards him and landing in front of the dozen zombies.
The black energy transformed into a person, his face was pale and bloodless, and his hair was white. Just looking at it made people feel creepy.
"snort."
The man snorted softly and then raised his hand.
The blood drops from the brows of the dozen zombies floated out.
Immediately afterwards, the dozen zombies burned in the blink of an eye and turned into a pile of dust.
The blood cultivator was playing with the blood beads, and after looking at them, he suddenly looked in a certain direction.
"Fellow Taoist, haven't you seen enough?"
Chen Changsheng was a little surprised, then he revealed his figure and walked out.
"Your Majesty is so capable that he slaughtered three cities in just a few days."
The white-haired and bloody cultivator smiled a little bit, and said, "It's just a little trick."
Chen Changsheng said: "Don't you know the name of the emperor?"
"Sea of blood, white-haired blood fairy."
"Your Majesty is a person from ancient times. Now this world has no room for blood cultivation."
"oh?"
The white-haired blood fairy smiled jokingly and said, "You are an interesting monk, but I am not interested in you."
Chen Changsheng asked: "I wonder what you are interested in?"
The white-haired blood immortal said: "There is a familiar aura on you."
Heita, who was hidden in Chen Changsheng's sleeve, was startled when he heard this and felt something bad.
Chen Changsheng shook his sleeves, and then he held a black tower in his palm.
"Is this him you are talking about?" Chen Changsheng asked.
The white-haired blood fairy's eyes lit up, and he suddenly burst into flames.
In an instant, several lines of blood flew towards the black tower in Chen Changsheng's hand.
"end!"
