Chapter 185: Determining Time and Space, Seeing Mamadi

People were coming and going in the town, but the people around them all wore Iron City collars and looked a little flustered.

"Is that guy from Mamadi here?"

Su Mo and his group frowned, seemingly unhurriedly.

This made Ma Xiaoling very helpless. Originally, people like her came here sixty years ago to eradicate the zombie king generals.

Now the master's calm demeanor made Ma Xiaoling a little anxious.

"Master, we don't have much time to spend here."

Ma Xiaoling reminded.

Master Miaoshan made it clear that she couldn't support it.

It’s normal to think about it.

After all, this thing spans time and space, and he and his group will be sent back who knows when.

"Don't worry, I have fixed this era. Even if you want to live in this era, it is not a problem."

Ma Xiaoling.

Although I know that my master can often do some explosive things, is this a bit too much?

Ma Xiaoling shut up.

Now I am afraid that except for a certain zombie, my master is really relaxed.

Yan looked at Su Mo in surprise.

Will you completely fix yourself in this era?

This kind of thing is quite outrageous. It has already involved the high-level application of space-time theory, right?

Su Mo didn't bother to explain to them.

Without the powerful blessing of the Wanye Corpse Immortal, it would have been impossible for him to achieve this level. He had to go back early when that guy Miaoshan couldn't hold on anymore.

However, the Wanye Corpse Immortal originally existed in three time periods: past, present and future.

This gives Su Mo an innate advantage in understanding the use of time. He may not be able to travel through time, but it won't be too far away.

Su Mo looked at the town.

Since I don't have to go back for the time being, I don't have to worry now. Instead, I can go and see with my own eyes what happened to the world after I left.

Of course, there was another reason, and that was that he saw the disaster on the faces of Qianzhe and Shimu.

Maybe it's not a fatal disaster, but it's still calculated by others, and I also want to investigate.

"Yes, Mamadi is here. He seems to have been in trouble recently."

Lin Fengjiao looked at Su Mo and sighed.

Even now I still don't know what happened.

Senior brother is back?

Big brother is dead!

The two ideas kept fighting each other, and even Lin Fengjiao didn't know who to believe.

To be fair, even according to my own heart, my senior brother is dead.

This is one thing that is indisputable.

Not only because his senior brother was wiped out in front of his eyes, but also because his name was missing from the book of life and death.

Logically speaking, it should be gone!

But Su Mo's behavior, the moves he used, and even other tricks made Lin Fengjiao and others think that this was the senior brother.

They couldn't understand it, but neither Lin Fengjiao nor Shimoku Qianhe continued to ask about this matter.

Because this vaguely seems to have touched some kind of taboo.

Although there were still many doubts, Qianhe and Shimu left happily.

They still have disciples who cannot leave for too long.

After all, the whole world is now filled with demons and monsters, and the blood of cultivators is a great source of nourishment for these demons and ghosts. It would be bad if there is any danger.

But now he was alone without his apprentice, and he was also a little worried about Su Mo.

The eldest brother had once been possessed by a demon. Although he didn't know what happened at that time, if he were there, he would be able to deal with it no matter what Su Mo did.

"What trouble?"

Ma Xiaoling asked curiously.

Lin Fengjiao looked at Ma Xiaoling. In fact, Lin Fengjiao also guessed something from Ma Xiaoling's words.

It's just that the result was too outrageous. Even if she thought this was the most likely possibility now, Lin Fengjiao still couldn't believe it.

For example, Ma Xiaoling calls Master Su Mo?

Although the second-generation disciples of Maoshan have all accepted disciples, the third-generation disciples of Maoshan are nothing more than sorcerers.

Dare to take on a disciple?

Their master can beat them to death!

Then there is only one possibility left, take a deep breath.

Lin Fengjiao's eyes were somewhat pleased. Ma Xiaoling's cultivation level was not much worse than her own, and she could be considered a successor.

"Some foreigners stole the corpse of Mamadi that he had killed. It is said that they injected it with hormones, which caused the zombie to have a strong immunity to Taoism!"

Lin Fengjiao said seriously.

It seems that Mamadi has some responsibility for this kind of thing, but the main responsibility lies with Dr. Na foreigner.

"Can you do this even if you take hormones?!" Ma Xiaoling's eyes widened and her eyes shone a little.

Remember, there is a method of refining corpses in Maoshan inheritance.

If one injection of hormones could achieve this level, wouldn't it mean that we would be rich~

"Ouch~ Master, what are you doing!"

Ma Xiaoling covered her head and looked at Su Mo resentfully.

It is difficult to find complete hormones in this era, but it cannot be found in the modern world. If a new path is really opened up, how about dealing with generals in the future?

With a wave of his hand, hundreds of zombies jumped up and couldn't kill him!

"What are you thinking about? If it were so simple, would it still be your turn?"

Su Mo rolled his eyes at Ma Xiaoling.

If this thing was really useful, the Jiangxi Liu family and those perverts who play with corpses would be invincible.

"Not an injection?"

Lin Fengjiao was confused.

"It seems like someone is causing trouble."

Su Mo narrowed his eyes. As soon as the news of his death came out, there were already people who couldn't wait to test Maoshan's truth.

Just come here and make your own trip!

"Lin Fengjiao!"

The next moment, a loud shout came.

Together, how should I put it, some sharp-eyed figures came over.

The man was about forty years old, with a mustache under his nose and wearing a yellow robe.

Just how to say it——

Lin Jiu was also wearing a Taoist robe, and he looked upright and very comfortable.

But the middle-aged Taoist priest in front of him, obviously wearing a very serious Taoist robe, also gave people a very informal look.

If it was just like this, forget it, Su Mo looked down.

My feet were bare, and I would occasionally raise my feet to button them, and use the fingers I had used to button my feet to pick out my boogers.

"Ugh~"

Ma Xiaoling covered her mouth, Angel Yan's face didn't look very good either.

The smell from someone who hadn't taken a shower in half a year almost hit his nose.

"Mamadi, how shameless are you like this!"

Lin Fengjiao's face looked very ugly.

This is also the reason why I have always disliked this junior brother.

If other junior disciples were less talented and lazy in cultivation, Lin Fengjiao could only step in and take care of it.

But Mamadi——

It's an insult to Maoshan's family style!

"Lin Fengjiao, you bastard dares to scold me!"

He cursed and raised his mahogany sword.