Chapter 142 Is it so direct?

"The white hair all over his body turned out to be a white head."

Zhao Mu muttered.

White zombies are not high in the level of zombies.

Ordinary white zombies, whose strength is weaker, are roughly equivalent to those of fifth and sixth level immortal cultivators in the Life Spring Realm.

If it is an older Bai Zhan, he may reach the eighth or ninth level of the Life Spring Realm.

Of course, this is just ordinary white stiffness.

If it is those special white zombies, such as those that were bred in the Nine Yin Land, or if they are deliberately refined by some people, then the strength cannot be determined.

Some of them are likely to reach the eleventh or second level of the Life Spring Realm, or even be comparable to immortal cultivators in the Life Wheel Realm.

"I wonder if this white zombie has anything to do with that demonic monk Song Xie?"

Zhao Mu put away the Xuanguang Mirror and quickly left Wangjiacun and rushed to where Bai Zhan was.

Wumeng Mountain is a very famous mountain in southern Xinjiang.

It is said that when the Five Poison Sect dominated southern Xinjiang in the early years, it once established a branch on Wumeng Mountain.

However, after the Jin Dynasty captured southern Xinjiang, the Five Poison Sect was almost destroyed, and naturally the branch here was abandoned early.

Today, at the foot of Wumeng Mountain, there is only one Wumeng village left.

This Wumeng Village is said to be the original branch of the Five Poison Sect, which was established after some of its members retired from the religion and has continued to flourish to this day.

Today, most of the people in Wumeng Village are from the same family, and the family's surname is Wumeng.

In addition to the people from Wu Meng's family, there are also many people with foreign surnames who have moved to live in the village for various reasons.

Overall, the current population of Wumeng Village is estimated to be three to four thousand, making it a large village.

Zhao Mu was dressed in Taoist robes and walked to the entrance of the village with a fly whisk. Villagers immediately came to greet him.

"Taoist Master, are you here to earn the reward?" the villager asked.

"Reward? What reward?" Zhao Mu was stunned.

"You don't know?"

The villager explained: "It's like this. Recently, some of our villagers discovered traces of suspected zombies on Wumeng Mountain. In order to protect the safety of the villagers, the village chief issued a reward and invited immortal cultivation masters to come and subdue the zombies."

"Three immortal cultivators have just arrived in the village. Seeing that you are wearing Taoist robes, I thought you were also here to earn the reward."

The villagers looked at Zhao Mu: "Taoist priest, your temperament shows that you are a Taoist master. You are here anyway, why don't you help us subdue the zombies, otherwise no one will dare to enter Wumeng Mountain."

"Haha, okay, then I'll go meet that zombie."

Zhao Mu took advantage of the situation and said.

"Okay, come with me to the village chief's house first. The three immortal cultivators who came first are also there. You can discuss how to deal with that zombie."

The villagers were very enthusiastic and took Zhao Mu to the village chief's house soon.

This is a quiet courtyard with a very nice environment. The courtyard is full of flowers, plants and trees, and it looks full of life.

At this time, four people were sitting in the front hall of the courtyard.

Sitting on the main seat was an old man with gray hair. He looked young but energetic. He should be the head of Wumeng Village.

On the chairs on both sides of the village chief's hands were three people whose clothes were incompatible with the village.

The first person was a monk, who looked to be in his thirties and was wearing a gorgeous cassock.

The cassock was inlaid with many gems, which reflected light whenever it moved. It looked blinding and very coquettish.

The second person is a young scholar, holding a folding fan in his hand, handsome and suave, the type that girls like very much.

The third person is a woman in her mid-twenties.

The woman was so charming, and every move she made seemed to be on a hook, making it impossible for men to move away after just one look at her.

"Village chief, this Taoist priest is also here to subdue the zombies." The villager pointed at Zhao Mu and said.

"Really? Master Taoist, please take a seat quickly. When you masters arrive, I will feel at ease."

The village chief said enthusiastically, asked Zhao Mu to sit down, and introduced the three immortal cultivators to Zhao Mu.

"Taoist Master, these three are here to subdue zombies just like you."

"This is Zen Master Pu Zhi, this is Mr. Ruan Lingfeng, and this is Miss Yu Jinhua Yu. What do you call her?"

"Xuan Chengzi, a poor Taoist, has met all of you." Zhao Mu said with cupped hands.

"Keke, he is such a handsome young man."

Yu Jinhua's charming eyes were fixed on Zhao Mu: "Little brother, what kind of cultivation are you? Do you know how dangerous zombies are? A bad one will kill you?"

At the same time, Zen Master Puzhi and Ruan Lingfeng also looked over coldly.

Their eyes were full of hostility, and they seemed to regard Zhao Mu as an opponent who came to steal their bounty.

"The cultivation of a poor Taoist is not worth mentioning."

Zhao Mu smiled slightly: "Actually, I was just passing by here. I heard that there were zombies on Wumeng Mountain, and I was curious, so I came to take a look."

"What, you mean, you're not here to earn a bounty?"

Ruan Lingfeng looked over coldly.

"Of course not. There are three of them here, they're just zombies. There's no chance for me to take action."

Zhao Mu still smiled and said: "It's just that when the three of them take action, please allow me to watch from the side, so that I can gain some insights."

Zhao Mu kept his posture very low.

Because he knew very well that there should not only be zombies on the mountain, but the demonic monk Song Xie was probably also there.

If we can't figure out the specific situation, having three cannon fodders exploring the way ahead is obviously a good choice.

That night, the four of them did not go directly up the mountain to look for zombies.

Instead, at the suggestion of Zen Master Puzhi, we stayed one night in Wumeng Village to recharge our batteries before heading up the mountain tomorrow.

night.

Zhao Mu was lying on the bed alone, closing his eyes and resting.

when! when! when!

Suddenly there was a slight knock on the door, and then a charming female voice said: "Brother, are you asleep?"

"It's Miss Yu, is there something wrong?"

"I want to discuss with you about going up the mountain to catch zombies tomorrow."

"alright, please wait."

Zhao Mu stood up and opened the door, and saw Yu Jinhua standing at the door with watery eyes.

Yu Jinhua walked in the door swayingly and sat directly on the bed.

She patted her side, licked her lips and said, "Brother, come and sit down. I have something good to say to you."

"Haha, let's just say it this way. Sit down and I'm afraid you'll eat me." Zhao Mu smiled so hard that he deserved a beating.

"Hate it, how can you say that to a girl."

Yu Jinhua said coquettishly: "Little brother, I feel that your aura is not strong, and your cultivation should not have entered the realm of life. When you catch zombies tomorrow, do you want me to protect you?"

"Of course it's good to have someone to protect you, but I don't know what Miss Yu wants from me?"

"Hehe, it's nothing."

Yu Jinhua laughed so hard that her body shook: "I cultivate the Yin-Yang Avenue, and I like handsome little brothers like you the most. How about this, you and I go to paradise tonight, and tomorrow I will protect you, how about it?"

Zhao Mu raised his eyebrows: "So direct?"