The next day, Yan Hongxia first followed Liu Qingyan to Renxin Hall for consultations. In the afternoon, when they had free time, the two women went together to Yu Ling Garden to listen to opera, while Lu Zheng tidied up and set off for Shaotong Mountain.
Zombie sightings were found in Tonglin County, so they needed to report it to the sect.
"Zombies?" Daoist Mingzhang stroked his beard, finding no leads, "Zombies are actually quite common. Those who transform into corpses are mostly stiff and extremely weak. Ordinary people can slay them easily and burn them."
However, according to what you said, this zombie can turn a martial artist into a corpse puppet. It must have at least a hundred years of dao practice, and the martial artist must not be too strong."
"Only a hundred years of dao practice?" Lu Zheng blinked. Is it that weak?
