Whether it is possible to arrest Lu Chengyun, kill the corpse king, and eliminate the corpse, is here to fight.

He ordered, "Be careful and go into the mountain!"

The Taoist corps detached towards the grave mountain.

But as soon as I entered the mountain boundary, the land in the mountains moved, the gravel shaking, and zombies crawled out of the soil.

These zombies are older and have stronger corpse poisons.

And there were many iron corpses mixed in it.

Yang Jishan's face was as deep as water.

besides?

How many years has Lu Chengyun refined this year and how many corpses he has refined?

Could this grave mountain be like a corpse mine, another place where he refines corpses?

Yang Jishan frowned.

The Taoist soldiers were unable to pursue their abilities for a long time and were about to catch up with Lu Chengyun, but unexpectedly, new zombies emerged.

Never end...

This Lu Chengyun is really scheming.

Yang Jishan had no choice but to let everyone stay outside the grave mountain and always stare at the movements inside the grave mountain to prevent him from escaping.

Everyone discussed what to do next.

"The question now is, how many zombies are there in this grave mountain?"

A middle-aged monk sighed.

"If there are too many, we will definitely not be our opponents."

"If you don't know the number, you will inevitably be ambushed..."

"We don't have enough manpower..."

Yang Jishan frowned and looked cold.

Since the war, many troops have been lost.

Most of the remaining monks were injured, and some had to use serum pill to suppress the corpse poison, and they could not do anything at all.

The remaining strength is now less than one-third.

And how many zombies there are in Lu Chengyun's hands is still unknown.

If Lu Chengyun pretends to be defeated and leads them to pursue them deeply and ambush them, they will inevitably suffer a great loss this time.

But this grave mountain is lonely and gloomy, and poisonous miasma is everywhere.

How can I know how many zombies are there?

Mo Hua thought for a while and said, "Catch a walking corpse, and then another iron corpse."

Yang Jishan was slightly stunned.

Mo Hua continued: "Looking at the array patterns on their bodies, can you roughly estimate how many zombies Lu Chengyun has in his hands."

Yang Jishan was a little stunned.

The other formation masters also looked at each other.

However, Master Yun's eyes were slightly condensed and he was thinking.

"Can this be estimated?" Yang Jishan asked uncertainly.

"Yes." Mo Hua nodded.

Yang Jishan didn't quite understand, but he thought there was no other good idea. He thought for a moment and nodded:

"good."

He took action himself, took several Taoist soldiers to capture three corpses and one iron corpse, and trapped them with iron locks.

The zombies roared and struggled.

Corpse poison flows out of the zombies like blood, soaks on the iron chain, giving off a pungent rotten smell.

These zombies are obviously more irritable and more toxic.

Bai Zisheng stood in front of Mo Hua to prevent the zombies from losing control and hurt Mo Hua.

Bai Zixi was behind Mo Hua, with sword energy condensed on his white fingertips, and was quietly guarding.

Mo Hua said: "Uncle Yang, cut open your chest."

Yang Jishan nodded.

He has done this kind of thing once before, so he is quite familiar with it.

After a while, the epidermis of the zombie's heart vein was cut open, revealing the formation connected to the flesh and blood inside.

Take out the paper and pen in the ink painting, draw out the formation, and then slightly identify it to find out the special sequence array patterns.

The Lingshu array uses sequence array patterns to "encode" zombies.

By inversely deducing the sequence array pattern, the "coding" can be reversed and the number of sequences in the entire Lingshu array system, that is, the number of all zombies.

This ink painting won't have been done before.

Because this kind of derivation is relatively complex, it not only consumes spiritual consciousness, but also tests the understanding of the formation.

Since refining the visualization diagram, the spiritual consciousness reached the peak of the Thirteen-line pattern and drawing the spiritual pivot array hundreds or thousands of times, the spiritual pivot array has been powerful, and the spiritual pivot array is also well understood, so you can try this kind of deduction.

Mo Hua looked at the sequence pattern, frowned, and focused on calculating.

Yang Jishan and others, looking at Mo Hua's concentration, couldn't help feeling a little nervous and did not dare to show off.

It took me a long time to come back to my senses, breathed a long time, and my face turned slightly pale.

Yang Jishan said nervously: "How?"

Ink painting pondered:

"I can only estimate it roughly, not particularly accurate..."

"It's okay, it's okay." Yang Jishan said.

Mo Hua continued: "...From the sequence pattern, there are about 40 iron corpses and 5,000 walking corpses in this tomb mountain controlled by the Corpse King."

Yang Jishan nodded and frowned.

This situation is a bit serious.

The zombies were fine, but these more than 40 iron corpses were indeed beyond his expectations and were not easy to deal with.

But Yang Jishan has one more thing to be more curious about:

"How did you... calculate it?"

Mo Hua scratched her head and pointed at a pattern:

"These array patterns are related and have internal sequences. You can calculate it by just calculating..."

Yang Jishan didn't understand.

He turned his head and looked at the other formation masters, and found that the other formation masters were also confused.

Only Young Master Yun was stunned and murmured in his heart:

"Region..."

This is... among all the formation masters of the Yun family, only the ancestors can...the derivation of spiritual consciousness?

At a young age, can you forget it?

Is this something he can learn at his age?

Master Yun looked at the childish ink painting and his mood fluctuated.

This plot is about to end ~

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