Zombie: Just become a young marshal, draw three thousand Yin soldiers to draw the picture book!

Chapter 112 Cultivation Space, Lightning Strike Momo [7_7 Please subscribe!] 】！！

Tranquility returned to Jiuquan Town.

Vice Admiral Shen was leading the guards through the streets to clean up the bodies.

Originally, this should have been the work of the security team, but as a result, the group of people in the security team directly killed and injured most of them when they poured into Jiuquan Town.

And the hundred guards led by Vice Admiral Shen had all been on the battlefield.

The flesh and blood on the body, coupled with the practice of Daoist alchemy, so there is no major problem.

After Yan Baoyue returned to the police station, he sat back and closed his eyes, summoning the system.

Host: Yan Baoyue.

Current Realm: Refining Qi (First Heaven)

Skills: Divine Grade Zombie Technique, Taoist Spell Book, Taoist Alchemy.

Mental Method: The Heart Sutra.

Zombie Chart: Black and White Impermanence [Level 2], Yin Bing ×3000 [Level 2], Paper Will ×100 [Level 2].

Existing Zombie: 3102.

Zombie Magic: False pupil.

Merit points: 190,000 points.

Looking at the panel information this time, Yan Baoyue had a feeling of getting rich overnight.

Now the Yin Soldier had been raised to the second level, which was equivalent to the Realm of the Powerful Ghost.

Black and white impermanence is even more realm comparable to that of ghost generals, in addition to obtaining 190,000 rich merit points, which is simply a surprise.

“System, if I want to break through the great realm in front of me, how many merit points do I need?”

Yan Baoyue was a little eager to try.

However, the system’s words made his heart half cold: “If the host wants to break through to the realm of refining and refining the gods, it will take a million merits.” ”

Yan Baoyue’s excitement just now instantly cooled for the most part.

He knew that after reaching the refining qi, if he wanted to break through upwards, it would inevitably be more difficult and would require a lot of merit points.

But he didn’t expect that there would be so much…

At least a million merits.

The point in front of him was a drop in the bucket!

Yan Baoyue was helpless: “System, that paper will be upgraded to the third level, how much merit is needed?” ”

“To return to the host, it takes 80,000 merits.”

80,000 merits…

It’s not too much of an exaggeration!

Yan Baoyue took a deep breath: “Upgrade Paper will!” ”

Indo!!!

The golden light shrouded it, and a hundred pieces of paper shook slightly, and the whole body turned gray-black color.

“Congratulations to the host, 100 pieces of paper will all be upgraded to level 3, and the comprehension paper will be magical: Iron Bone Cloak.”

“Iron Bone Cloak: Paper will get copper-skinned iron bone!”

Not…

Yan Baoyue’s eyes lit up.

Paper will be in the second level, although it is hard enough, but there is still an essential difference with the real sense of ‘copper-skinned iron bone’.

Now that the Paper Man has obtained this skill, even if he encounters zombies again, he will not be torn apart so easily.

Unless…

It was the existence of the Zombie King.

Looking at the remaining 110,000 merit points, Yan Baoyue pondered slightly, and finally gritted his teeth: “System, break through to the refining qi double heaven!” ”

Yikes!

A thick heaven and earth aura, time passed into Yan Baoyue’s body.

Yan Baoyue concentrated on his calm breath, running the Stiff Heart Sutra, feeling that the aura spread to the limbs and hundreds of skeletons, and his whole body seemed to become lighter.

Yan Baoyue knew Shi Ming.

This is entering a true state of cultivation, as if it were one with heaven and earth.

He could clearly grasp the flow of the wind, he could feel the majesty of life born from the fresh shoots, and he could also detect the sunlight shining on the breath, making an extremely small sound.

The Yuan God located inside the Sea of Knowledge radiated a faint radiance around him.

The True Nothingness and the Essence of the Body are constantly converging with the Yuanshen.

Ten minutes passed.

Yan Baoyue was able to break away from this state, and that slim aura turned into a warm current, completely merging with his flesh and blood.

Immediately after.

Yan Puyue opened his eyes and let out a mouthful of turbid breath.

Turbid qi is the dirty qi in the body, and in the process of cultivation, these dirty qi will be completely cleared and returned to purity itself.

When man is born, he carries with him an innate spirit in his body.

However, as you live in the red dust for a long time, the more grains you eat, the turbidity on your body will increase, and your aura will gradually decrease.

Therefore, in the process of cultivation, the most important part in the early stage is the refining body.

At this time.

Yan Baoyue’s realm had reached the second heaven of refining qi, and the mouth condensed in his chest was really nothing, and the pure thickness of his fried hair was thick.

Only the merit points in the system are only ten thousand.

Back to the pre-liberation period.

Yan broke Yue Yue and was happy, after all, the benefits he got from it were also very great.

In his thoughts, Yan Baoyue took the damaged Yin Soldier out of the system space.

More than nine hundred disabilities made the zombie at this moment, and the voice of the system sounded again.

“Ding-———”

“The Yin Soldier Zombie was detected to be seriously damaged, did the host repair it with merit points?!” Repairing a thousand Yin soldiers each time requires 5,000 merit points! ”

Yan Baoyue looked at the rotten stiffness and said directly, “Repair! ”

There’s nothing to hesitate about…

Even if he didn’t use system repair, he would have to waste a lot of time and repair these yin soldiers with a taste.

Since the merit consumed was not much, Yan Baoyue would not hesitate.

“Ding-———”

“Congratulations to the host, the Yin Bing Zombie is repaired!”

In the blink of an eye, the more than nine hundred Yin soldiers that had shattered appeared in front of Yan Baoyue in good condition again.

Yan Baoyue picked up one of them and looked at it, and sure enough, it was repaired very well, and the level of the Yin Soldier was not affected in any way.

“It was good. System, open the lottery panel, five consecutive draws! ”

Although there were still more than five thousand points of merit left, Yan Baoyue did not use it completely, and kept half of it in case of emergency.

Hurrah!

The 2500 points of merit disappeared, and a huge ancient compass appeared in Yan Baoyue’s mind.

The bronze-colored pointer turns rapidly, while the sound of the system keeps ringing in the head.

“Congratulations to the host for obtaining the special item: Five Hundred Years of Lightning Strike Momoki Sword!”

“Congratulations to the host for getting the special item: Cultivation Space!”

[Five Hundred Years of Thunder Strike Momoki Sword: Momoki is the essence of the five woods, also known as the Immortal Wood.

This sword is made of 500 years of lightning strike peachwood, which is used to ward off evil town houses and exorcise evil spirits. 】

[Cultivation Space: A place where to live, which can promote the slow improvement of male stiffness.] 】

Five consecutive draws of two special items, but also a good hit rate, Yan Baoyue some surprises.

Even though the speed of improving the stiffness of this cultivation space was slow, it was better than nothing.

Water droplets stone wear, look inconspicuous, long time will show the effect.

As for these five hundred years of lightning strike peach.

If it is released, it will definitely make countless people hungry.

After all, now that the aura is thin, five hundred years of lightning strike peach wood is unattainable.

Although it is not as precious as the thousand-year-old lightning strike peach, it is not something that the general sect can afford.

Uncle Nine did have one, but he was generally reluctant to use it.

Yan Baoyue held it in his hand and tried to enter the aura, and suddenly a faint thunder and lightning surrounded the sword body, if he encountered an ordinary demon, a sword could be sent directly back to the west.