Chapter 187 New Deer Crisis
Zhang Chu was sitting cross-legged on the center of the Great Sun Demon Sealing Array, looking at the armored corpses in the storage space. With a thought, the original corpse qi of hundreds of armored corpses was drawn out and suspended in the storage space.

Looking at the original corpse qi that was emitting powerful energy, Zhang Chu calmed his mind and slowly guided the corpse qi into his body.

The dantian, like a whirlpool, emitted an extremely powerful suction force, and magic power gushed out, enveloping the original corpse qi that entered his body.

It began to circulate through the meridians in his body.

With the continuous operation, the original corpse qi is being refined rapidly.

Zhang Chu's spiritual consciousness was staring at the source of corpse qi wrapped in magic power. He finally understood why so much corpse qi had accumulated in his body.

When refining the origin of corpse qi and transforming it into magic power, some corpse qi will be emitted through Zhang Chu's pores and drift to the outside world.

The corpse gas that emanates from the pores will attach to the pores when passing through Zhang Chu's pores, and then enter Zhang Chu's blood.

The remaining corpse qi after refining a ball of original corpse qi is actually not scary, but the amount of corpse qi that Zhang Chu refined is too much.

According to a rough estimate, there are at least several hundred of them.

And there is also the original corpse qi of nearly a hundred iron-armored corpses. This is the reason why so much corpse qi has accumulated in his body.

However, without refining the origin of corpse qi, how could Zhang Chu reach the foundation-building stage in such a short time?
Even with the support of several worlds, it is still possible to wander around in the Condensation Realm.

The most important thing is, if Zhang Chu cannot cultivate magic power, how can he use the Yueshi Mirror to travel through time?

After all, cultivating magical powers is the key to unlocking the Crossing World Mirror and traveling through time.

Thinking so much now is of no use at all.

Zhang Chu dispelled his chaotic thoughts and began to concentrate on refining the original corpse qi wrapped in magic power.

Groups of original corpse qi were constantly being refined, and soon, the magic power in Zhang Chu's dantian had reached the point of being full.

After refining the original corpse qi of more than 240 iron-armored corpses, Zhang Chu finally reached the peak of the early stage of foundation building, and his magic power could no longer increase.

And his body, under the cover of the Great Sun Demon Sealing Formation, was even more shaky. Countless black smoke emanated from his body, and then was directly refined by the Great Sun Demon Sealing Formation.

Without paying attention to the situation outside his body, Zhang Chu focused all his attention on his dantian.

His dantian could no longer hold any more magical power; it had reached its limit.

And the vortex revolving around the mana seed is also constantly rotating.

With Zhang Chu's meticulous observation, he easily discovered that as the vortex continued to rotate, the purity of his magic power was also constantly increasing.

Although the improvement is small, it is indeed an improvement.

Perhaps, when he can no longer improve, it will be time for him to advance to the middle stage of foundation building.

"what?"

Since Zhang Chu's consciousness had never left the vortex of magic power in his dantian, he finally discovered some clues.

As the magic power continued to rotate, it seemed that a stream of magic power was injected into the magic seed in the center of the vortex.

And with the infusion of that magic power, the magic power seed located in the center of the vortex also grew slightly larger, barely noticeable.

Zhang Chu seemed to have thought of something. He no longer had any other thoughts and just silently paid attention to the vortex in his dantian.

He observed for a whole day and finally figured out a pattern: after the mana vortex in his dantian rotated for an hour, a stream of extremely pure mana would be injected into the mana seed in the center of the vortex.

"Is this the prototype of the golden elixir?"

A big idea popped up in Zhang Chu's mind, but he quickly rejected it, "If this is the prototype of the golden elixir, then I am already half a step into the golden elixir now, right?"

"How could he be a cultivator in the Foundation Establishment Stage?"

Looking at the situation in Dantian, Zhang Chu began to meditate: Could it be that, once all the magic power in Dantian is devoured by the magic power seed in the center of the vortex, one can reach the initial stage of foundation building?

That’s not right either!

The magic power in Dantian has been completely devoured, so you can continue to cultivate magic power to fill Dantian again!

How can he break through the foundation-building stage if this cycle continues over and over again?

After thinking it over again and again, Zhang Chu still didn't understand what was going on.

However, he no longer had any teacher to answer his questions.

The Taoist priests in the zombie world, especially those with high levels of cultivation, had all died in battle long ago. The remaining Taoist priests were not as skilled as Zhang Chu at all!

Perhaps, in this Dharma Ending Age, those Taoists are now just mortals. How can they still have the ability to cultivate?
"It looks like,"

Zhang Chu frowned and said to himself, "I still have to go back to the zombie world!"

"Even if those Taoist priests with magical powers are gone, the classics of those sects may be able to help me solve my doubts."

Having made up his mind secretly, Zhang Chu felt the magic power in his dantian again. He was slightly surprised to find that now, his magic power could be improved again!
However, Zhang Chu couldn't calm down until he figured out the problem with the mana seed in the center of the vortex.

He really should return to the zombie world. Not to mention the classics in the sects, even the charity cemetery in the zombie world is worth a trip for Zhang Chu.

There is a zombie there that is most likely a golden armored zombie!
Nowadays, in the zombie world, the Red Flag Comic Exhibition is definitely the most popular. Under the vast tide of humanity, the golden armored zombie must have reached its peak.

In this case, Zhang Chu might have a chance to put the zombie into the Corpse King Banner.

Once the Corpse King Banner is collected, even if it cannot be refined for the time being, it will still be considered a trump card.

If he really encountered force majeure, Zhang Chu could release the golden-armored corpse and buy himself time to escape.

As for whether we can take down the golden armored corpse?

Zhang Chu asked himself if the problem should be serious.

He has the information about the Peace Bomb in his hand. With the information about the Peace Bomb, he can exchange it for the golden armored corpse.

Not only those golden-armored corpses, but also those classics of the Taoist sects, Zhang Chu could also pack them all.

By then, with so many classics to support him, even if Zhang Chu could not completely solve his own problems, he would be able to increase his foundation.

After boarding the fighter plane, Zhang Chu returned to the corpse refining ground. Looking at the well-growing ancient trees from the previous year, he released all the armored corpses in the storage space.

There is no point in carrying them. Besides, his storage space is not enough to store the information.

There is quite a lot of information about peace bombs.

After arranging the matters in the biochemical world, Zhang Chu's figure disappeared in the biochemical world.

Zombieland, Hong Kong Island.

Looking down from the sky, in the dark night, on the streets, there were constant appearances of people carrying machetes and fighting for territory, and many of them died in the stinking ditches.

There were also many people wearing tattered clothes and with sallow complexions walking on the streets, wondering where to eat next.

The entire Hong Kong Island was in a state of extreme desolation.

Of course, this is only the majority of people. There is also a small handful of people who spend a lot of money on wine and women.

In fact, no matter what time it is, "the rich have wine and meat, while the poor freeze to death on the streets" is the norm.

At this point, Hong Kong Island can really be called a hell for the poor and a paradise for the rich.

However, there are exceptions to everything.

In Hong Kong Island, there is only one place where you don't have to worry about being bullied by anyone and can have a full meal every day. Even if there are foreigners there, they have to behave themselves.

That is the new Deer City on Hong Kong Island.

In the City Lord's Mansion of Xinlu City, in a conference room, there were several people with sad faces sitting there.

They are all powerful figures in Xinlu City, and Xinlu City is headed by them.

They are: Ren Tianxing, who is getting older and older, Ren Qing, who shows the radiance of motherhood, Afeng, who is very mercenary, and Sun Tian, ​​who obviously has a strong and iron-blooded temperament.
"What do you think we should do now?" A Feng looked at Ren Tianxing and Sun Tian who were sitting there. "The British have already issued an ultimatum. If we don't lay down our weapons, they will send a large army to attack the city!"

"You can't put down your guns!"

Sun Tian glanced at Sun Tian with a hint of disdain, "The Taoist priest has repeatedly told me that if I want to maintain my position, I must not put down my guns!"

"If you put down your gun, you will be courting death!"

"When the time comes, we will be like fish on the chopping board, at the mercy of others!"

"But can we win?"

After these words were spoken, Sun Tian fell silent. That’s right, he couldn’t win.

Even after arriving in Hong Kong Island and accepting many refugees from other places, there are still too few people in Xinlu City.

There are still too few war supplies.

No matter how strong the city walls were, they could not defend against the British's powerful ships and guns.

The most important thing is that the bullets in their hands are one less with every shot, and every time a gun is broken, one less.

Even if it can last for a day, can it last for a month? A year?

Not to mention anything else, just placing dozens of cannons would be enough to blow Xinlu City into pieces and turn it into rubble.

By that time, no one in Xinlu City would be able to survive.

"You can't surrender!"

Sun Tian thought about it and rejected the proposal of surrender. "Xinlu City is the foundation of the Taoist priest!"

“You should understand that if the Taoist priest comes back, Xinlu City will be lost!”

"What will be the end of you and me!"

Hearing what Sun Tian said, a gleam of light flashed in the eyes of the old Ren Tianxing.

"But where is the Taoist priest?"

If Taoist Changsheng were here, would a mere British guy dare to threaten them?

That is looking for death!

When Zhang Chu was here, Xinlu City was so majestic. What could even the governor on the top of Mount Taiping do to him?
I said I would kill you at three o'clock in the morning and I will never let you live until five o'clock!

But now, Zhang Chu has completely disappeared!
What to do now?

Sun Tian sat there, thinking hard.

He really has no solution now.

So what if there are more people?
Without logistics, we cannot win, and even the entire Xinlu City will die.

Looking at Afeng who was becoming more and more mercenary, a hint of disgust appeared in Sun Tian's eyes.

He really didn't expect that after Ren Tianxing took control of the administrative power of Xinlu City, his rickets would come back again.

He actually wanted to surrender to the British, and Afeng was Ren Tianxing's vanguard.

After all, they are a family. If Sun Tian did not control the military power of Xinlu City, and most of the elite troops of Xinlu City were his subordinates, he might have been sent to the British to receive the reward.

"Marshal, where are you?"

Thinking of this, veins popped out on the back of Sun Tian's hands. "If you were here, even if you showed up, these evil spirits wouldn't dare to rebel in the slightest!"

"okay!"

Thinking of this, Sun Tian waved his hand and said, "Let's adjourn the meeting first. We can talk about this later!"

As a result, the meeting ended in a bad mood.

The elderly Ren Tianxing, supported by Afeng and Ren Qing, slowly walked outside.

"Old Sun,"

When he reached the door, Ren Tianxing stopped and said slowly, "We still have to make a decision!"

"You can't delay!"

"I see!"

Sun Tian waved his hand in disgust.

"father,"

After walking out of the conference room, Ren Qing, who was supporting Ren Tianxing, spoke up, "Will this be a bad idea?"

"What if he comes back?"

"return?"

A gleam of light flashed across Ren Tianxing's cloudy eyes, "So what?"

"The die is cast!"

"By then, when the sun never sets on our immigration policy, will he still be able to leave across the ocean?"

"The main thing is,"

Having said this, Ren Tianxing seemed to be full of confidence, "Those previously magical Taoists have basically become ordinary people now!"

"If he becomes an ordinary person, no matter how good his skills are, can he still withstand the artillery shells?"

This is the decisive reason for Ren Tianxing's change of attitude.

The extraordinary disappears, and bullets become the mainstream.

Just go with the flow!

Otherwise, do you think he wants to surrender?

Wouldn’t it be good to be a local tyrant in Xinlu City?

So there is no solution?
The most important thing is that Zhang Chu hasn’t appeared for a long time.

Under the blockade of the British, even though we have a lot of material reserves, they are now almost running out.

Xinlu City really can't hold on any longer.

Sun Tian stood up and looked at Ren Tianxing and the other two who walked out, his eyes almost spitting fire.

But what can he do?

After standing in the conference room for a while, he led a team of his men and walked towards the hill behind Xinlu City.

Zhang Chu used to live in a villa on the mountain.

However, Zhang Chu has not appeared since he showed up once two years ago.

Other people's fear of Xinlu City is gradually disappearing. This is a test. If Zhang Chu does not appear, Xinlu City will disappear.

Walking into the empty but very clean villa, Sun Tian's expression became even more painful.

"Marshal, where are you?"

(End of this chapter)