Zombies: Cultivating Immortality at Maoshan, Becoming Stronger by Doing Nothing

Chapter 650

"No wonder the zombies chose me. It turns out it's because of this book. Once you learn the Yin-Yang Arts, you'll be able to use all sorts of spells," Ling Yanyan murmured softly.

The various spells recorded in this book are extremely profound, including offensive and defensive spells, totaling eighty-six spells. It's as if this book was tailor-made for Ling Yan Yan.

After finishing reading the book, Ling Yanyan turned off the computer, then sat cross-legged on the bed and began to study the "Yin-Yang Technique".

"Hoo." Ling Yan Yan gently exhaled a breath of turbid air, then made a hand seal with his right hand and chanted: "Tai Chi generates Yin and Yang, Yin and Yang generate the Four Symbols, and the Four Symbols generate the Eight Trigrams."

Ling Yanyan's voice grew louder and more urgent, and as his voice faded, the surrounding environment slowly began to change, transforming into an ancient and grand hall.

An elderly man with white hair and beard appeared before Ling Yanyan, holding a whisk in his hand and looking at Ling Yanyan with a kind smile.

"This is ~".

"Haha. I never expected you to actually know the Yin-Yang Arts. I thought you were a born good-for-nothing!" the old man laughed loudly.

"I'm a piece of trash?" Ling Yanyan's face twitched, his heart filled with anger. He sneered, "I think you're the trash. You can't even get a physical body, yet you dare to try to possess someone else. Heh."

"What? Possession?" The old man was stunned for a moment, then reacted and said coldly, "What do you know?"

Ling Yanyan ignored him and continued, "Do you think I don't know what you're thinking? You're not human at all, you're a zombie."

"What? How did you know?" the old man asked in surprise, then fell silent, seemingly deep in thought.

"Do you think I don't know where zombies come from?" Ling Yanyan sneered. "You were killed by that woman, weren't you?"

"Impossible! She couldn't possibly kill me, especially since I'm a zombie. How could she, a mere mortal, possibly harm me?"

"Hehe, you're right. Zombies are impervious to blades and bullets. Ordinary weapons are useless against them. Even rocket launchers can only deal with them for a while, and cannot completely destroy them," Ling Yanyan said indifferently.

"So what? She's just a mortal. Even if you tell her, what difference will it make? I don't even care about her." The old man remained arrogant.

Ling Yanyan scoffed, then said coldly, "You're certainly not afraid of rocket launchers and missiles, but are you afraid of ghosts? Are you afraid of being possessed by evil spirits?"

"You." The old man was speechless.

His soul was trapped inside the corpse, and his greatest fear was ghosts and monsters.

"What exactly are you trying to say?" the old man asked, frowning.

"Hehe, I just want to tell you that I can help you get rid of this burden." Ling Yanyan smiled slightly, then stood up and walked towards the door.

"Where are you going?" the old man asked in confusion.

"Of course, I'm sending you to meet the King of Hell," Ling Yanyan said calmly.

"No, you can't kill me. If we cooperate, you will definitely get what you want."

"Really?" Ling Yanyan stopped and looked at him.

“Yes, I can teach you Taoist arts.” The old man said hurriedly, “If you want Taoist arts, cooperate with me. If we work together, we can definitely make Taoist arts continue to spread, and even surpass the Maoshan Sect.”

“Your ambitions are quite grand.” Ling Yanyan shook his head.

“This isn’t ambition, this is a dream,” the old man said earnestly.

"Alright, I agree to cooperate with you, but don't forget the conditions you promised me today," Ling Yanyan said in a deep voice.

"Don't worry, as long as you behave, I will teach you. In the future, you will definitely become a powerful figure," the old man said excitedly.

"Okay, then it's settled."

Ling Yanyan turned around, opened the door, and walked out.

The old man's gaze was fixed on Ling Yanyan. After Ling Yanyan left, the old man's face instantly turned ferocious, and he sneered, "Hmph, brat, you actually saw through my identity. Since that's the case, then you can only die."

Immediately, the old man flashed and rushed behind Ling Yanyan, then reached out and grabbed Ling Yanyan's neck, trying to snap his throat.