Tianwei Chapter 234: Fighting for the Corpse (2)
Naturally born corpses... The old Taoist stopped his steps and looked back. A voice with a hint of surprise came out of his mouth.
Is that a natural corpse? I thought it was some kind of magic. I was quite surprised and kept staring at it, asking: What are those colorful things? Natural corpses have no shape?
"Tangible or intangible" is just a way of saying it. What is tangible? It is what you can see with your naked eyes. Look at it, can't you see it? The old Taoist said.
This is a somewhat abstruse statement, and I don't know how to explain it.
The so-called natural corpse is born and raised in a very spiritual place. The mountains, rivers, and spiritual energy of the heaven and earth where it is located will all be absorbed. In this process, the flesh and blood will gradually be assimilated by the spiritual energy, and on the day of great completion, it will turn into invisible spiritual energy and disperse. The consciousness left by the corpse awakens, and the spiritual energy is gathered again to form a body. So in comparison, the natural corpse is more difficult to guess than the green ghost corpse, because it is not a corpse, but a different energy. This is somewhat similar to the Black Mountain Old Demon, but there are differences.
What's the difference? I asked.
Black Mountain Old Demons were born from energy. As long as there is energy, they will be immortal. On the day of birth, they will develop self-awareness without the need for deliberate guidance. In comparison, the natural corpse is more complicated and needs a corpse to guide the spiritual energy to transform. The old Taoist explained: But this is also its biggest weakness. Once the spiritual energy is dispersed or drawn away, the natural corpse will no longer pose any threat. But before that...
The old Taoist looked at the humanoid creature that was fighting fiercely with the purple flame, sighed and said: This strange corpse that has taken away the spiritual beauty of heaven and earth is already close to the sky, and its spiritual energy is not dissipating, so it is almost invincible.
So, if it were a place like Kunlun, the natural corpses would really be invincible... I smacked my lips, feeling incredible. But fortunately, there is no absolutely invincible creature in this world. As long as the surrounding spiritual energy is cut off, the natural corpses can be turned into harmless babies. This is similar to isolating the ground-raised corpses from the ground.
Born by nature and raised by nature, although there are great differences between the two, in essence, they are the same, both of which are to seize the heaven and earth for one's own use.
But once they are separated from heaven and earth, they are like a tiger without claws and fangs, or a poisonous snake without venom.
In contrast, although the Qingfu Heaven Corpse, the Bronze Armor Corpse, and the Golden Wing Corpse were not so abnormal in some areas, they were stable in any situation because they were refined by themselves instead of relying on external forces.
Although zombies are strong, they are not necessarily righteous. This is probably one of the reasons why the Heavenly Corpse Vein is divided into four veins.
It was like an endless spiritual energy of heaven and earth, pouring in from all directions. The power of the purple flame of the netherworld was that it could burn everything, turning everything it encountered into purple crystals, even spiritual energy. Countless purple crystals fell to the ground like rain, making ping-pong sounds, some gorgeous, and some weird.
Perhaps because he saw the natural corpse blocking the purple flame, the man with the secret corpse vein who had already put away his hands and stood aside hummed and said: Purple Talisman Heavenly Corpse? It’s nothing more than that…
I don’t know if what he said was right, but Yinfu Ziyan seemed a little shy and suddenly retreated back into the pit.
The man was slightly startled, then the corner of his mouth twitched as if he was sneering. He took a step forward, and the natural corpse in front of him slowly floated into the air. I saw its hands made of spiritual energy raised and opened, and gusts of wind blew the colorful spiritual energy into its hands.
Gradually, I saw a colorful sphere appear in his hand. And this sphere was getting bigger as the spiritual energy was injected into it. After a few minutes, its diameter was more than one meter.
This kind of situation makes people feel like they are dazzled.
Oh my god, this is not a top-level corpse confrontation, it's just the reincarnation of Sun Wukong preparing the Kamehameha wave! Could it be that this natural corpse was Japanese in his previous life?
No matter what, the power of the natural corpse has already captured the minds of everyone present.
I don't know how much time had passed, whether it was long or short, but I saw that the colorful spirit ball, which was about two meters in diameter, was pushed down by the natural corpse with both hands and thrown into the deep pit.
Its movements were very slow, as if it was pushing a huge mountain forward. And just this one tossing movement was like a gale of unpredictable magnitude blowing across the flat ground.
I only had time to scream before I was blown over and over.
When I grabbed the ground, gritted my teeth, half-knelt and half-crouched on the ground, trying to look up, I saw a pillar of purple fire rising into the sky.
The huge colorful ball was held up by the purple flames that were more than ten meters high, floating up and down in the air. The surface of the ball quickly flashed with various colors of light, and pieces of purple crystals fell from above.
The purple flames of Hades seemed to block all the power. I got up from the ground and ran back to the old Taoist. He glanced at me out of the corner of his eye, which was a bit embarrassing. I patted the dust off my body, laughed awkwardly, and said: The wind is too strong...
As I was talking, the old Taoist suddenly made a surprised sound. I looked in the direction of the sound and saw a figure rising from the bottom of the pit. He rose up from the purple flames, like a demon god emerging from the underground, with unstoppable might, and shouted "rise", while raising his palm from the bottom to the top.
The purple flames became more fierce, wrapping the colorful sphere. The man reached the end of his upward charge and grabbed the bottom of the sphere with his palm. At that moment, I felt like I saw the legendary Yellow Turban Warrior, a sphere made entirely of spiritual energy, about two meters in diameter, which he grabbed with his palm and threw upward with force, and it flew out for an unknown period of time.
In the distance, there was a loud explosion in the sky. Gusts of wind were like raging waves, and my little broken boat didn't know where to sink. Fortunately, the old Taoist reached out and grabbed my arm, so I didn't fall flat on my face again.
Who is that? I asked in amazement.
The old Taoist didn't reply, but just watched with a frown.
With one palm he held out a colorful spirit ball, but the man did not walk out of the purple flame of the underworld. Instead, he stood in the pillar of fire and looked up at the natural corpse.
I don’t know whether it was the man from the Secret Corpse Vein who gave the order, or whether the Natural Corpse was frightened by that man’s strange power, but in any case, it retreated from the sky.
"Master Yuwen, I am a little disappointed in you," the man suddenly said.
The voice was deep and powerful, and sounded familiar. The Taoist priest must know everything I didn't know. I looked at him out of habit, waiting for his answer, but I saw a look of realization and strangeness on his face.
You are... Yu Wenying, who was holding his shoulder, was full of surprise. Then, he called out the man's name in great surprise: You are Wei, the head of the Wei family... You are back? But why are you here...
Yu Wenying's astonishment was also the confusion of everyone present. When he called out "Master Wei", everyone knew who the person in the purple flame was.
Wei Qingcang!
This old man who killed the previous head of the family with the body of a bronze-armored corpse intended to lead the Tianshi lineage onto the road to light!
But why did he run out of the pit? And why wasn't he turned into purple crystal by the purple flame of Hades?
I originally thought that our three sects would unite as one and persevere for the unification of the Heavenly Corpse. Unexpectedly… As the man spoke, he took a step forward, and just like that, a purple flame pillar walked out in mid-air.
No surprise, it’s Wei Qingcang!
But compared to before, his body now looks like it’s cast in brass, which looks a little weird.
He looked around, and when his eyes fell on me and the old Taoist, he nodded slightly. I was very surprised, because Wei Qingcang's appearance brought too many surprises. His existence was probably something no one expected.
What a pity for Brother Zhong... Wei Qingcang's gaze finally fell on Zhong Jiutian's body.
At this time, the head of the Zhong family, the most powerful old man in the Heavenly Corpse Vein, had quietly died in the previous fierce battle . Although the blood was no longer flowing, the miserable death was still frightening to watch.
Wei Qingcang slowly landed from mid-air and walked step by step to the side of Zhong Jiutian's body. He was silent for a few seconds, during which no one in the field spoke. Even the people of the Secret Corpse Vein fell silent. All the zombies returned to their masters. Their eyes wandered between Wei Qingcang and the deep pit, and their vigilance was very obvious.
A few seconds later, Wei Qingcang squatted down and stroked Zhong Jiutian's face with one hand. This action was like closing the eyes of a person who died with his eyes open.
Several disciples of the Tianshi Clan couldn't help but shed tears and choked softly.
After putting his hand down, Wei Qingcang stood up. Even though his complexion had changed drastically, his majestic body was still upright, and his eyes swept over the disciples of the Tianshi lineage one by one. At the same time, I heard him say: Today, the Tianshi lineage is in trouble, and Brother Zhong died for the revitalization of the Tianshi, and he died with his eyes open. I, Wei Qingcang, survived a narrow escape and crawled out of the underworld. Since I am still alive, I will not let this situation continue. However, most of the Tianshi lineage are young disciples, and they are not yet able to take charge of the overall situation. I, Wei Qingcang, don’t have much ability, but I have a strong backbone and a fist that can break everything. Therefore, today, as the head of the Wei family, a branch of the Tianshi lineage, I will take charge of the Zhong family! Master Yuwen, do you have any objections?
Facing Wei Qingcang's calm gaze and tone of voice, Yuwen Ying trembled slightly. Who knows if it was because of the wound or something else. In short, he said without hesitation: "The head of the Wei family is very capable, and I have no objection."
Wei Qingcang hummed, then turned around and looked at the Secret Corpse Vein. The group of people on the opposite side suddenly felt like they were facing a great enemy, and several zombies all let out low growls, as if in protest. Wei Qingcang's face was indifferent, and he only said: I am not fighting for power, I am only for the development of the clan. Although too many people in my three veins died in order to revitalize them, and now there is no extra combat power, no matter what, we can still make some contributions. The Secret Corpse Vein has been in retreat for hundreds of years, and everyone is working for the same goal. There is no need to fight and kill, which will only make others laugh. From now on, the Secret Corpse Vein will move forward side by side with my three veins. If there is anything, we will sit down and discuss it together. As long as it is beneficial to the development of the clan, I, Wei Qingcang, will not say a word of nonsense. What do you think?
The top corpse controllers of the Secret Corpse Vein looked at each other, and two of them fixed their eyes on Yuwen Ying.
Yuwen Ying remained silent, neither looking up nor speaking. Half a minute later, the golden-winged corpse took a few steps forward and stood in front .
