Chapter 1: Rebirth of the Undead

  Zhang Yang slowly came to, only to find himself in a dark place, with a musty and rotten smell filling his nostrils.

  "What is this place? How did I end up running here?"

  Raised his hand to touch around. Found that limbs are stiff, arms can't bend, as if joints have rusted.

  All I can confirm is that the environment here is very oppressive, with wooden boards everywhere up and down, left and right. It feels... just like a coffin!

  A bad feeling, combined with physical discomfort, made Zhang Yang feel a strange sense of annoyance.

  "What kind of place is this? Who locked me up? No way, I have to get out of here quickly."

  Thinking of this, he no longer hesitated and stretched out his hand to push with force.

  Squeak squeak squeak——

  A hoarse voice echoed in the quiet surroundings, sounding a bit frightening.

  Bang!

  A loud noise, dust flying everywhere.

  A wooden board in front of him had been pushed away.

  Zhang Yang found that his arm was quite stiff, but it had a lot of strength, and he couldn't help but feel a little satisfied. It seemed that he hadn't been injured.

  Wow!

  With legs straight and arms raised, he suddenly jumped out two or three meters away.

  This was completely an unconscious action.

  Zhang Yang's intention was to take a step forward, but his subconscious controlled his body and jumped out.

  "What's going on?"

  Zhang Yang only then began to pay attention to his own abnormality.

  Twisting his stiff neck, he sized himself up, and even with his boldness, he almost fainted.

  A set of rotten clothes, with an old-fashioned style, obviously has been around for some years; the exposed skin is dry and yellowish in color, just like his hands; the fingernails are dark purple and over an inch long...

  Moreover, in the entire space where there was no light at all, he should have been unable to see his fingers when he stretched out his hand, but he could clearly see the things around him.

  Zhang Yang suddenly had an extremely bad feeling.

  On the ground nearby lay a copper mirror.

  Zhang Feng jumped lightly.

  Bang!

  Heavily, footsteps fell to the ground, stirring up a cloud of dust. The sound of heavy objects falling echoed through the desolate and somewhat frightening space.

  The stiff body, wanting to squat down has become a luxury.

  It's okay, even if I lower my head like this, I can still see my reflection in the copper mirror.

  Pale face, dry and stiff skin, sinister and full of bright red bloodshot eyes...

  Zombie

  Zhang Yang was shocked instantly!

  All that's left in his mind is this one concept.

  Suddenly, a series of "creaking" sounds came from around.

  Bang!

  Bang!

  The wooden board fell over, stirring up clouds of dust.

  Zhang Yang stared in horror as one by one, his "companions" - a group of zombies - sprang out from the upright coffins surrounding him...

  ……

  Zhang Yang, male, 26 years old.

  At the time of the college entrance examination, I had a flash of inspiration, wrote a brilliant essay, exceeded the ordinary, and was admitted to a third-rate university.

  Mixed in for four years, after graduation did not find a job, naturally became a great and glorious otaku, living a standard life of watching movies, surfing the internet, and playing video games.

  After setting a record of 116 days without going downstairs, he suddenly realized that summer had arrived. Thinking of the beautiful women on the street wearing refreshing clothes, the old otaku's heart moved, and he wiped his mouth with tissue paper and ended his closed life.

  Unfortunately, just as I walked to the entrance of the university, before seeing any beautiful girls with scores above 90, I bumped into an old beggar.

  "Hey little brother, wait up!"

  Zhang Yang subconsciously turned his head, and saw the old beggar with an exaggerated expression surrounding himself, turning around and sizing him up from top to bottom, as if he were a 99-point beautiful MM.

  "Little brother, I see that you have an extraordinary innate talent, a rare gift for cultivating immortality. This 'Taiyin Lianxing' is most suitable for you. Since we have a predestined relationship, I'll accept ten dollars from you and teach you how to cultivate it."

  The old beggar said, while mysteriously pulling out a black leather book from his bosom.

  Zhang Yang snorted in disdain, thinking to himself that this kind of trickery was too low-level. Not to mention himself, a fine young man of the 21st century, even a seven or eight year old kid on the street wouldn't fall for it.

  He thought to himself, but somehow accidentally picked it up and flipped through it.

  All that could be seen was that there were no words on the book, but countless black halos, constantly rotating... Immediately afterwards, Zhang Yang's head also started to spin dizzily and he lost consciousness.

  When I woke up again, I was already in this ghostly place.

  "It must be that old beggar who's playing tricks on me. Look at me now, I'm clearly a zombie."

  Zhang Yang said as he reached out and pinched his own skin, confirming that this thing was absolutely impossible to fake.

  "But how did I become a zombie? Rice cake seller!"

  "Could it be that the old beggar was a main deity who had me possess and rebirth, to experience another kind of life?"

  As a standard otaku, Zhang Yang has some enlightenment. Under the influence of the internet, he quickly recognized his current situation.

  Zhang Yang's personality was originally easy-going and content with his situation, so it didn't take long for him to become accustomed to his current state and start accepting his identity as a zombie.

  "I fainted after taking a look at that tattered book and then ended up here. So, where is that tattered book?"

  Zhang Yang had just thought of "Taiyin Lianxing", and in his consciousness, a black-covered tattered book immediately appeared, with several large characters written on it - Taiyin Lianxing.

  "My god! Is this for real?!"

  Zhang Yang was startled.

  "Hallucination? Not like it!"

  Zhang Yang shifted his consciousness onto the four words "Tai Yin Lian Xing", and immediately a series of small characters floated out:

  "The deceased cultivates his form underground, his nails and hair growing secretly, his corpse as if alive, after a long time becoming the Taoist technique..."

  The more he looked down, the more solemn Zhang Yang's face became.

  This is clearly explaining the reason for the formation of zombies and the method of cultivating strength.

  Zhang Yang's heart skipped a beat.

  Even if I become a zombie, being a powerful zombie is definitely more enjoyable than being a weak and small one!

  "Whatever, whether it's true or false! I'll cultivate it first and try it out!"

  Having made up his mind, Zhang Yang first looked around at his surroundings.

  This is a gloomy and empty mountain cave, dimly lit, damp and apparently poorly ventilated.

  Fortunately, the area is large enough that a dozen or so zombie companions jumping around here don't seem crowded.

  Just as Zhang Yang was considering whether or not to greet them, his companions suddenly jumped out in unison with a "thud thud thud" sound.

  Zhang Yang's heart moved, and he also jumped out to follow.

  The cave entrance was long and narrow, damp and musty, with only the sound of "thud thud" footsteps echoing through it.

  The outside is overgrown with various mountain wisteria shrubs, which have a very good shading effect.

  Out of the cave, suddenly bright and clear in front of me.

  A bright moon hangs in the sky, surrounded by faint clouds that resemble a light mist.

  Smoke and mist illuminate the bright moon, without weakening its light.

  The moonlight is still bright, illuminating the entire sky and earth with a hazy mist.

  The ground is surrounded by mountains, strange rocks are towering, mountain rocks are steep and precipitous, peaks stand upright, with a thousand postures.

  One after another beast roars came from the mountain, adding a hint of desolation.

  Just in time, a white-robed fairy stepped on a flying sword and transformed into a flowing light that swept across the sky.

  Light and airy, with a dignified and inviolable sacred appearance.

  As if noticing the situation on the ground, the flow of light suddenly slowed down, and the white-clothed fairy lowered her head to look down.

  The trees at the entrance of the cave were lush and dense, with over a dozen zombies standing like wooden stakes, devoid of any vitality. The white-robed fairy seemed not to have noticed anything unusual, yet appeared to be in a hurry, hesitating for a moment before continuing on her way.

  Xian Xia World!

  This is a world of immortals!

  Zhang Yang's heart was racing with excitement.

  Traveling through the immortal world of Xian Xia, killing monsters to level up and seize treasure, while also chasing after girls and pursuing the secrets of longevity - this is every otaku's dream.

  But Zhang Yang was immediately entangled!

  My goodness! I don't ask to be reborn as a handsome and elegant man like Pan An, with a face as beautiful as a jade tree in the wind, who has the capital to eat soft rice from birth; at least I want to be reborn as a dignified and upright man with a good appearance!

  Now he looks like a zombie, let alone picking up girls or flirting. That white-clothed fairy would probably fly over with her sword as soon as she sees him - Monster, you're dead!

  Crossing into the immortal realm unexpectedly didn't have a chance with several fairy maidens, this is probably the greatest misfortune for them.

  Knock knock knock!

  The rhythmic thud of heavy objects hitting the ground interrupted Zhang Yang's thoughts.

  As I looked up, it was a dozen or so zombie companions jumping down the mountain.

  Woooo...

  Zhang Yang let out a low growl from his mouth, wanting to chase after him, but after a moment's thought, he stopped in his tracks.

  As an undead, he didn't feel particularly powerful.

  On the contrary, as a fan of Lam Ching-ying's "Mr. Vampire", Cheung Yeung is very aware of the awkward position of vampires, who are often pursued and killed by others.

  Looking at his stiff body, let alone the far-off ones, even if he encountered that fairy-level expert who had just flown by, he would probably be dead without a chance of survival.

  Rushing around without understanding one's own strength and surrounding situation is indeed an irrational behavior.

  After calming down and thinking clearly, Zhang Yang imagined the "Taiyin Lianxing". In his consciousness, the black leather book floated out again, with dense lines of small characters.

  "Taiyin Lianxing" is divided into four parts: Refining the Body, Refining Objects, Puppeteering, and Miscellaneous.

  Sharpening a knife doesn't mistake chopping firewood. Zhang Yang read from the beginning, carefully reading through to select a suitable practice method for himself.

  The content of "Taiyin Lianxing" is vast and requires careful consideration in many places.

  Zhang Yang would stop every now and then to think carefully about it.

  It wasn't until the moon was hanging in the western sky that I finally finished reading the whole book.

  Withdraw your consciousness from the book and take a gentle breath. Close your eyes and tidy up your thoughts.

  At this time, Zhang Yang also had a certain understanding of his own situation.

  "Taiyin Lianxing" records that zombies are divided into seven levels from high to low: jumping corpse, roaming corpse, purple zombie, black zombie, hairy zombie, flying zombie, and drought goblin; corresponding to the ordinary person, Qi-refining period, foundation-building period, golden elixir period, yuan-ying period, transformation of spirit period, and tribulation-crossing period in the cultivation world.

  Zhang Yang compared and confirmed that his body was just a low-ranking corpse.

  The corpse that has just been transformed into a zombie in the dark land is called a jumping corpse. Its strength is relatively large, about two to several times that of an ordinary person; however, its movements are stiff and it has no wisdom - of course, this is not a problem for Zhang Yang, who has crossed over with his divine horse.

  If an ordinary strong man has a handy tool in his hand and can overcome the psychological fear, he can easily get rid of a zombie.

  Zhang Yang's words were choked with tears. Well, this is truly starting from scratch...

  However, he is not very disappointed.

  "No big deal! With the Taiyin Lianxing, plus my intelligent mind, even a small jumping corpse like you can eventually cultivate into a powerful being that dares to challenge the gods."

  "Hum! You thief of heaven, I'll let you know that in my past life, Zhang Yang was a **silk, and after crossing over, I must live an awesome life!"

  Zhang Yang let out a low growl and raised his middle finger at the sky.

  It's hard for his stiff fingers to make such a high-difficulty action.

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