At the same time.
In a magnificent hall, countless White Lotus Society members were sitting together. Each of them had a devout look on their faces.
They were all dressed in black robes with at least one white lotus embroidered on them, which was very eye-catching.
Above the hall, there was a huge golden throne. A figure sat casually on it, looking down.
"Hmm?"
The figure suddenly stood up. A terrifying aura spread out, and the evil aura on his body was awe-inspiring.
The surrounding blood-red light swam around his body. If one looked carefully, one would find that there were twisted human faces in the blood-red light.
These were the souls of mortals, imprisoned by some kind of evil technique and suffering for eternity.
"The life token is broken. It seems that they have failed!”
The figure took two cracked life tablets from his body and threw them on the ground. They instantly turned into black ashes and disappeared.
"Great Elder, what should we do? After this incident, Mount Longhu will definitely be more vigilant. We have to think of another way!”The figure looked at the Grand Elder.
"I just received news that the Dao Child from Mount Longhu has left the mountain. As long as we capture him and use the Great Yin Soul Art, he'll become our puppet and we'll be able to break the Ghost Commander's seal!”
The eyes of the Great Elder of the White Lotus Society were filled with a strange light.
"However, this person is very powerful. It won't be easy to deal with him. Ma San, send someone to the Xiangxi branch and go to the Third Fiend Seat of Jiuquan Town to refine the Mother-Child Sword. Once this sword is completed, it can subdue that Dao Child.”
The Great Elder's eyes were filled with wisdom.
"Understood!"
The figure lowered his head.
The Great Elder sneered.
Once the Ghost Commander was born, the White Lotus Society would be able to dominate the world.
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On the main peak of Mount Longhu, in an independent courtyard.
Zhang Zhiwei returned to the room and saw a bundle on the bed.
He walked over and opened it.
It was filled with pills, magic tools, gold and silver, and so on.
Zhang Zhiwei was extremely touched. After taking a deep breath, he picked up his bag, turned around, and glanced at Mount Longhu before heading down the mountain in the golden light.
"Disciple, I hope you can return safely!”
Zhang Jingqing looked at Zhang Zhiwei's back and sighed.
"Heavenly Master!"
A figure quietly appeared in front of Zhang Jingqing.
"Keep an eye on the Ghost Commander's seal and don't let anyone get close. Also, send someone to keep an eye on the White Lotus Society!”
Celestial Master Zhang Jingqing clasped his hands behind his back and turned around to enter the Celestial Master Residence.
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Going down the mountain meant entering the human world.
This was the first time Zhang Zhiwei had left the mountain in the past ten years.
The village at the foot of the mountain was very prosperous because of the protection of Mount Longhu.
Although he was curious about everything in this world, he didn't stay here for long. He continued to search for Zhang Huaiyi, Tian Jinzhong, and the others.
Time passed quickly as they walked.
Not far away, the golden afterglow shone as the sun set.
This meant that the day was almost over.
Zhang Zhiwei decided to find a place to rest.
However, when he looked up, his surroundings were desolate.
Zhang Zhiwei shook his head. He had already reached the realm of no dirt and dust. Even if the tunnel was in the wilderness, he was not afraid. He would just go with the flow.
Two beams of light shot out from his eyes and he saw the outline of a dilapidated temple.
Zhang Zhiwei smiled and muttered to himself,""Looks like we don't have to sleep outdoors today.”
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On the other side.
Fifty miles away from the ruined temple.
Ever Victory Mountain.
Outside a mansion, countless disaster victims were gathered. Their clothes were ragged and their faces were pale. Some of them even had pus on their faces. Recently, a plague had appeared in the town and many people had died.
"Aiyo! Aiyo!"
Although it was already late at night, there were still screams coming from the city. Countless people had pained expressions on their faces as they lay on the ground and wailed, constantly letting out painful cries.
Looking down from above, one could see that nearly a thousand people had gathered in one place in the entire town. There were doctors wearing veils who were busy treating these patients.
Not far away.
On one of the city walls stood a handsome young man who was about twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old. He gently waved a folding fan in his hand and was dressed in simple and elegant white clothes. He gave off a scholarly aura.
He was none other than the head of Xie Ling, Chen Yulou!
Opposite Chen Yulou was a middle-aged man in his forties. He was dressed in silk and a fox robe. There was a piece of white jade hanging from his waist. It was shiny and looked like a rich man.
This was Chen Yulou's third uncle. The relationship between uncle and nephew had always been very good.
"Third Uncle, you're here!"
Chen Yulou stood on the city wall, his robe fluttering in the wind. His expression remained unchanged as he looked at the courtyard not far away, his face full of worry.
After all, this was a place under his jurisdiction. He did not expect a plague to break out now. Moreover, the infection was extremely strong. In just three days, more than a thousand people had been infected.
If he hadn't taken emergency measures, the entire city would have been infected by the plague.
This was a huge matter. He had even sent all the doctors in the town over, but no one could cure this plague.
This made him frown, and he couldn't help but clench his fists.
"Nephew, the plague has been a chronic disease since ancient times. You don't have to blame yourself too much. This is not what you want to see.”
Third Uncle knew what his nephew was thinking at a glance and advised him.
"That's right! "But they can also be considered my people. The last time I saw a young man who was infected with the plague, he was in so much pain that his heart was torn apart. He was still so young. I couldn't bear it!”
Chen Yulou said with a pained expression.
Third Uncle fell silent.
Chen Yulou was born in a prominent family in Xiangyin. He was the third generation leader of the tomb raiding family and the leader of the world. He unified the 13 provinces in the north and south. There were almost 10,000 bandits who answered his orders.
This plague had caused the people to be in dire straits. Chen Yulou had spent a huge sum of money to request for the treatment of these poor people, but he was not willing to give up so easily. His popularity soared.
There were also many people in the pugilistic world who surged into Xiangxi.
This nephew of his was very capable now. The actions he had done made these people very glad to have such a City Lord.
"Everything will be fine!"
Third Uncle was silent for a moment before saying this.
Chen Yulou calmed himself down and slowly turned around."Third Uncle, it's so late. Why are you looking for me?”
Only then did Third Uncle explain his intentions.
"Your cousin brought back a woman a few days ago, but that woman turned out to be a female ghost!”
"Last night, he was killed by a ghost, and the woman disappeared. I suspect that there are ghosts in the town. You are the spiritual pillar of everyone, so you have to be careful.”
When Third Uncle said this, his face was filled with pain and sorrow.
"What?"
Chen Yulou was shocked.
He did not expect his third uncle's son to be harmed by a ghost today.
"Third Uncle, my condolences!"
After his shock, Chen Yulou quickly regained his composure.
"I will definitely go to your residence tomorrow."
It was another matter that gave him a headache. The plague had already given him a headache, and now there was a ghost. If it harmed people everywhere, it would be a big problem.
"Troubled times!"
The cold moonlight sprinkled on Chen Yulou's face, adding to his sorrow.
Third Uncle continued,
"Nephew, you don't have to worry too much. After your cousin was killed, a Taoist master came. He claimed to be from the Zhuge family. His name is Bai Rourou, and he is proficient in divination.”
"She and Butler Wang have already brought people to catch the ghost personally!!”
Chen Yulou raised his eyebrows, and his eyes shone with two rays of light. His aura was extremely terrifying, but then he restrained himself.
"Third Uncle, the wind is strong here. You should go back first! It's time for me to leave."
Chen Yulou said lightly.
Third Uncle nodded. The two of them went down the city wall together and went home separately.
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"Rumble!"
Lightning flashed in the sky, lighting up the pitch-black land.
Then, it started to drizzle.
Zhang Zhiwei arrived in front of a dilapidated temple. Looking at the dilapidated temple in front of him, he didn't mind. He pushed open the door and walked in.
After all, having a temple was better than being drenched in the rain.
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