Chapter 132: Thunderstorm, Royal Corpse Awakens (Subscription Request)
Regardless of which possibility it was, for Shi Jian, he probably had to go to the capital...

Manager Wu heaved a sigh of relief when he saw that the other party had no intention of continuing the attack.

Being alive is more important to him than getting promoted or getting rich!

Holding the young master beside him, Manager Wu was about to leave stealthily.

Whether it was Qianhe or Simu, seeing that their senior brother did not try to stop him, they simply let Manager Wu leave.

As for the copper-horned golden coffin, it was left where it was!

At this moment, Shi Jian, who was originally thinking, suddenly reached out and shook hands with Manager Wu who had already left with the young master of Manqing.

The next second, Shi Jian pulled out a bright yellow light mixed with a hint of black from the young master in Manager Wu's arms.

Manager Wu was completely unaware of all this. He was only concerned with carrying his young master away from this place of trouble.

The light fell into Shi Jian's hands, and Shi Jian also released a trace of Three Flavors True Fire, turning the light into nothingness.

This is the contaminated dragon energy in the body of the young master of Manqing in the arms of Manager Wu. If Shi Jian does not take it out today, the child will not be able to survive in the future. Corpse energy will slowly grow in his body and he will turn into a zombie.

After doing all this, Shi Jian focused his attention on the copper-horned golden coffin in front of him.

With a faint smile on his lips, Maoshan happened to have no gold talisman paper available. Although this copper-horned gold coffin was not made of pure gold, it still contained a lot of gold.

At least it would be enough to refine a few pieces of gold talisman paper.

Compared with the coffin, the Manchu border princes seem dispensable...

However, in order to verify some of his own guesses, Shi Jian did not directly open the coffin to destroy the zombies.

Instead, let it continue to stay in the coffin. If Shi Jian remembered correctly, there would be wind and rain tonight, which would wash away all the ink lines on the coffin.

More importantly, the thunderbolt...

Shi Jian wanted to leave it in the charity cemetery to see if the coffin that he had intercepted would be hit by the thunder again!

Turning around, Shi Jian took a step outside and returned to the house, while Monk Ikkyu and Simu stared at the copper-horned golden coffin with golden eyes.

"Brother Simu, if this copper-horned golden coffin turns into golden water, after smelting, thousands of taels of gold will be indispensable. However, Master Shi has never said how to deal with the zombies in it...

It’s a bit difficult.”

Upon hearing this, the four of them immediately stood in front of the copper-horned golden coffin, staring at Master Ikkyu as if they were protecting their food.

"Monk, what do you mean? This copper-horned golden coffin was escorted all the way here by my Junior Brother Qianhe. Even if it is melted into gold, it belongs to our Maoshan. How can it be your turn?

Besides, the four elements of Buddhism are empty, you don't want to go astray and commit greed, right?"

Qianhe's mouth trembled when she saw Simu's exaggerated behavior. Her senior brother Simu was good in every way except that his personality was a little eccentric.

Shaking his head, Qianhe was too lazy to care about the dispute between his senior brother and Master Ikkyu. Since his senior brother came to the charity cemetery, he had to seize the opportunity...

Without saying a word, Chizuru went into the house. Suddenly, only Simu, Ikkyu and Jiale, who didn't know who to help, were left at the scene.

Outside the house, the two continued to bicker.

Inside the house, Shi Jian and Qian He were toasting each other.

"Master, please stop arguing with the master. What's so precious about this copper-horned golden coffin? When I become successful in the future, I will give you a copper-horned golden coffin too!"

Jiale finally couldn't stand it anymore and wanted to resolve the dispute in his own way.

However, when these words were spoken, Master Ikkyu couldn't help but burst out laughing.

And the four eyes also had a dark complexion...

"Jia Le, I didn't expect you to be so filial. Your master will be blessed in the future."

As he spoke, Master Ikkyu looked at Simu and smiled, then headed towards his own courtyard.

Jiale was a little confused and didn't understand what was wrong with what he had just said.

When he turned his head, he found that his master was staring at him with bloodshot eyes.

"Master... Master?"

Before Jiale could say anything, Simu suddenly hit Jiale on the head with his head.

"You little brat, you are so filial, giving your master a copper-horned golden coffin!"

After feeling the pain, Jiale was not stupid and headed towards the yard, while Simu chased him all the way.

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"Big Brother, does that bronze-armored corpse need to be pulled out now and exposed to the sun to die?"

Inside the house, after drinking three cups of tea, Qianhe became puzzled as to why his senior brother did not order the disposal of the bronze-armored corpse in the coffin, but just left it there.

Although Qianhe understood that there would be no possibility of any accidents with her senior brother here.

But when it comes to doubts, his personality is such that he won't stop until he gets the answer.

Shi Jian looked through the bamboo house to the bronze-armored corpse of the royal family in the copper-horned golden coffin. He felt the growing corpse aura and shook his head.

"Junior Brother Qianhe, I have something that I need to verify. If there is a storm tonight, I want to see whether the thunder will hit this copper-horned golden coffin!" Upon hearing this, Qianhe suddenly felt shrouded in a fog. He did not understand what his senior brother meant, but he did not ask any more questions.

What will be the result? We can wait until night falls to see what happens...

Night fell quickly. It was still sunny in the afternoon, but after night fell, the east wind blew violently.

As dark clouds covered the sky and the earth, the signs of impending storm became increasingly obvious.

In Master Ikkyu's house, Qingqing was a little curious. This afternoon, she found a copper-horned golden coffin parked outside the charity cemetery next door, but her master said that there was a zombie lying inside it.

At first, Qingqing was afraid, but when she thought about the Taoist priests Simu and Qianhe in the charity cemetery next door, as well as the so-called Maoshan Sect Master Zhenjun, she became less worried.

He even kept asking his master a series of questions, such as how to deal with zombies.

This question gave Monk Ikkyu a headache, but he still carefully helped Qingqing to answer the question.

Inside the charity cemetery, Shi Jian felt that the thunder attribute between heaven and earth was particularly strong, and he realized that the time to reveal the answer had come.

Ignoring Qianhe and Sima who were talking enthusiastically, he slowly walked to the door, pushed it open, and a gust of wind came in an instant!

Immediately afterwards, heavy rain fell from the sky.

Seeing this scene, Qianhe and Simu stopped talking, stood up, and looking at the playful smile of their senior brother, Qianhe's heart couldn't help but tighten!
"Big Brother, could you really have predicted that the thunderbolt would hit the coffin?"

Qianhe couldn't help but wonder in her heart, and then she came to the door and looked at the ink lines on the copper-cornered golden coffin outside the charity cemetery being washed away by the rain.

In a short while, all the ink lines disappeared with the rain.

“Without the suppression of the ink line, this bronze-armored corpse should soon wake up and break out of the coffin.

It seems that the thunder will not hit the coffin. "

Seeing this, Qianhe just breathed a sigh of relief. He injected magic energy into the magic sword in his hand, and prepared to wait for the bronze-armored corpse to break out of the coffin so that he could step forward and kill it.

Shi Jian raised his head and saw the dark clouds rolling in the sky. At the same time, a streak of purple lightning went straight towards the copper-horned golden coffin outside the charity cemetery!

"Sure enough, this is fate...

However, my junior fellow apprentice is no longer a nobody, so what if he evolves into a silver-armored corpse?"

In Qianhe's eyes, as the thunderbolt violently hit the copper-horned golden coffin, Qianhe was the first to react the strongest. After all, this was the scene that his senior brother had predicted during the day and it was finally happening!
How could he not be surprised?

Secondly, the four eyes can attract heavenly thunder. It is obvious that the bronze-armored corpse in the bronze-horned golden coffin will either be turned into ashes by heavenly thunder or go even further!
With a loud bang, the thunder was trapped on the copper-horned golden coffin. Perhaps because the metal was conductive, the copper-horned golden coffin was not broken.

Instead, countless thunders enveloped the entire coffin...

Under Shi Jian's divine consciousness, the bronze-armored corpse in the coffin had already awakened. At this moment, the thunder kept tearing his body apart. The royal zombie, which was originally close to the silver-armored corpse in terms of cultivation, began to evolve towards the silver-armored corpse.

Originally Shi Jian thought that the incident should end here, but he never expected that a flash of lightning would fall from the sky again!
With a loud bang, another bolt of lightning landed accurately on the copper-horned golden coffin, and the power of thunder continued to flow into the coffin, accelerating the evolution of the royal zombie into a silver-armored zombie.

Qianhe and Simu became more and more shocked the more they looked. As far as they could see, the aura in the copper-horned golden coffin was becoming more and more terrifying...

But his senior brother didn't look anxious at all, which made Qianhe hesitate to act rashly.

I still say that, let alone a silver-armored corpse, even if it is a gold-armored corpse, my senior brother can kill it!

They were just surprised that the bronze-armored corpse evolved so quickly.

Master Ikkyu next door naturally heard the noise very clearly. He opened the door and looked at the copper-horned golden coffin that was constantly emitting thunder.

Master Ikkyu couldn't help but tremble in his heart. The bronze-armored corpse was already terrifying enough. If a silver-armored corpse really came, he might not even be qualified to fight...

"Building the foundation, building the foundation. It seems that I have to speed up the progress."

Shaking his head, Master Ikkyu felt for the first time how weak his cultivation was.

"The third thunderbolt..."

Here, Shi Jian had been counting the thunders falling from the void. This royal zombie was really lucky. Originally, the thunders were extremely effective in restraining zombies, but he never expected that the dragon energy in his body that was invaded by corpse energy could actually protect his body directly.

The power of thunder fell and actually accelerated the transformation of the silver-armored corpse.

With a loud bang, there was another bolt of thunder.

At this moment, everyone except Shi Jian was numb to watching. The thunderbolts came one after another until the ninth thunderbolt fell.

The copper-horned golden coffin, which was originally a little dull and old, became golden after being baptized by the thunder.

At the same time, a heavy breathing sound accompanied by a rhythmic rhythm came from the coffin.

Shi Jian swept his mind and found that the royal zombie had completely transformed into a rare silver-armored corpse!
　If not, writing without following the plot rigidly will make the writing smoother and more comfortable.

Especially the last two chapters, there is no jamming at all.

The plot is the plot. The first few chapters put too much emphasis on the plot, but the story becomes more and more imaginative from then on.

Ahem, okay, today is the fourth update and 12,000 words.

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