Global Catastrophe, I Have Mastered Countless Supplies

Fang Ming held the magic pestle in his hand, the golden light was shining, and there was an indescribable majesty of the treasure.

"treasure!"

Although Fang Ming didn't know the specific function of this magic pestle, he could be sure that it was definitely a treasure.

try.

He left the temple with the anti-magic pestle, and a large number of zombies appeared in front of him immediately.

Smelling his scent, the zombies rushed over.

Fang Ming raised the demon pestle high.

However, it was obviously not the Demonic Pestle that prevented these zombies from entering the temple. Even if they were only 3 meters away from Fang Ming, they still moved forward bravely, without any intention of stopping or retreating.

Fang Ming waved the magic pestle and spun around in a circle.

hum!

The golden light shines and radiates in all directions.

It's 20 meters away!

And when the golden light shines, all the zombies disintegrate like snow when it meets boiling water.

Not even the bones were left, it was turned into ashes.

I'll rub it, it's awesome!

However, these are just ordinary zombies, and we have to look at the effect against level 1 and level 2 zombies.

Fang Ming went to find it immediately.

Of course, if you want to find high-level zombies, you have to go to the urban area, there are no deserted places.

He entered the urban area, searched for a while, and found a corpse nest.

There are level 2 zombies sitting around.

At this time, the zombies also found him, and immediately rushed towards him like a tide.

Fang Ming smiled slightly and swept the stick.

Golden light shines.

He seemed to be holding a laser weapon in his hand, and when the light passed, the zombies were immediately gasified.

Ordinary zombies are wiped out in one sweep, but what about level 1 zombies?

Just scan it and it's gone.

Not all was lost, but a corpse bead remained.

This is really awesome.

A Buddhist artifact, is it specially used to liberate evil?

Fang Ming laughed loudly and approached the level 2 zombie.

The high-level zombies have a little bit of wisdom, but not much, so even though many of their younger brothers were wiped out with a stick, this level 2 zombie had no intention of running away out of fear.

It let out an angry roar and ordered its younger brothers to continue attacking Fang Ming.

Fang Ming wields his stick and kills zombies like mowing grass.

However, in terms of killing efficiency, this is not necessarily as powerful as Fang Ming's ability.

For example, if Fang Ming Dong has the power of gravity, he can cover a wide area with a radius of 30 meters. Within this distance, he can also kill all zombies below level 3 with a single thought.

——The Demonic Pestle is only 20 meters away, and it has to turn around in a circle to reach a 360-degree killing range.

but!

Although waving the Demon-Conquering Pestle also consumes superpowers, the amount is very small, only one-tenth of what he would use his gravity superpower.

This is more powerful.

Using the Demonic Pestle, you only need to consume one-tenth of the power to achieve the corresponding effect. In other words, Fang Ming's battery life is suddenly increased by 10 times!

Not exaggerated enough?

Awesome.

Fang Ming strode forward and quickly approached the level 2 zombie.

The level 2 zombie opened its mouth, and wow, a ball of black gas spurted towards Fang Ming.

poison gas.

Fang Ming unleashed darkness to fight, only to see the darkness swallowing the poisonous gas, but the poisonous gas was also eroding the darkness, but the darkness still had the upper hand, only being eroded a little, while the poisonous gas had been exhausted.

After all, the darkness envelope is level 3, and the poisonous gas is only level 2, which is too different.

Fang Ming waved the magic pestle and hit the level 2 zombies.

The golden light shot out like a pillar.

Level 2 zombies want to hide, but how can they do so at the speed of light?

Immediately, it began to dissolve, snap, a bead fell, and it fell to the ground into a box.

Solve, get it done.

Spike.

too weak.

I took the demon pestle to fuck that monitor lizard, can I settle it?

Fang Ming's heart skipped a beat.

Since his rebirth, he hadn't met an opponent, so he could only fight to a tie with the monitor lizard, of course he was very upset.

However, he had to search the entire Shaolin Temple again to see if there were any other treasures.

He went back to the temple and looked around carefully.

Unfortunately, no third special item was found.

Go to Wudang Mountain again?

Fang Ming couldn't help but think that there is also the Bu Palace, which is also a holy place for Buddhism.

Hey, when it comes to the holy land of Buddhism, shouldn't he go to Ah San's house again?

After all, it is the birthplace of Buddhism.

Fang Ming suddenly felt that he was out of control, and there were too many places he wanted to go.

Then go to Wudang Mountain first, after all, it is close.

So, he went to Wudang Mountain.

Soon, he came to the place again.

As Wudang Mountain is so high, it is naturally impossible for it to be submerged by sea water—not to mention Wudang Mountain, even the county below is also far above sea level, so there is no possibility of being submerged in the slightest.

It's just the same, this place has become the world of zombies.

Fang Ming entered the Taoist temple.

But unlike Shaolin Temple, where no zombies can set foot, here is densely packed with zombies.

Is there no evil treasure in Wudang Mountain?

Fang Ming didn't give up, and kept looking for it.

He searched for Taihe Palace and Zixiao Palace one by one, but found nothing. Finally, he came to Yuxu Palace.

Hey, the mental wave has responded.

Fang Ming walked quickly, and soon stopped in front of a book.

He looked over, and there were six words written vertically on the cover, but he didn't recognize any of them.

It should be in cursive script, and it's still cursive script, he doesn't know a single word.

Fang Ming broke the display case and picked up the book with his hand.

——No one should sue him for destroying cultural relics now.

This book is old at first glance, full of vicissitudes of history. He flipped through it, but he didn't recognize a single word.

It's too sloppy.

It doesn't matter, I will try to touch directly with my spiritual power.

Fang Ming released his mental power, and suddenly, his body trembled, and his whole body trembled violently.

In Fang Ming's mind, one picture after another is rapidly churning.

"Zhenwu Liangyi Divine Art!"

Fang Ming finally knew what those six words on the cover were, because it was reflected directly in his consciousness, which transcended language and even racial limitations, allowing him to understand the meaning in seconds.

Who is the Wudang sect enshrining?

Emperor Zhenwu!

One of the masters of this great emperor is Yin and Yang, and Yin and Yang are also the inspiration for Zhang Sanfeng to create Taijiquan, and it is also the foundation of Taijiquan.

In the beginning, maybe it was Zhang Sanfeng who found this Zhenwu Liangyi magical skill, got inspiration and inspiration from it, created Taijiquan, established a sect, established a sect, and because of this, Master Zhang enshrined Zhenwu Great Emperor as the true god of Wudang.

It's just that Zhang Zongshi obviously didn't get the true inheritance of Zhenwu Liangyi.

because--

After Fang Ming got this exercise, like the Kama Sutra, the words and patterns on the scroll disappeared, and the scroll itself quickly decayed and disappeared completely.

Therefore, if Grandmaster Zhang obtained the true biography, the book would have disappeared long ago in the world.

Fang Ming couldn't help being shocked. Grandmaster Zhang created Taijiquan just by picking up some superficial knowledge. He established a sect and became famous for thousands of years. Then how high will he reach as a person who has received the true teaching?

It's just that Emperor Zhenwu is obviously a character in mythology, so why did he keep his exercises?

Not only Emperor Zhenwu.

Isn't the Kamasutra also full of theology?

Fang Ming frowned, why did the ordinary natural disaster suddenly become fantastic?