On an unknown hilltop in Sichuan, a group of zombies who have lost their combat effectiveness lie on the ground.

These zombies were basically subdued by talismans, and only a few of them were burned to charcoal by flamethrowers.

The people from the Nine Sects, Longhushan, Maoshan and other Taoist sects who came here all gathered around this group of walking corpses.

They spent more than a month searching through mountains and ridges, and finally eliminated all the walking corpses here. Everyone couldn't help but smile.

As for the fight scene just now, with the combined efforts of everyone and the advance deployment, there was no danger, and no one was injured.

The mountain chief of Maoshan's generation is a fat Taoist with a kind smile named Ge Yuan, who is middle-aged.

Wearing a brown Taoist uniform, he stood in front of the crowd and said: "There are still six complete walking corpses. Why don't we three families each have two corpses and divide them up?"

These walking corpses are cultivated using special secret methods, and blood medicine is injected into the body, so each walking corpse is not weak in strength.

Maoshan is also very good at raising corpses, so naturally he is greedy for these zombies that have been subdued.

Bai Zhixi shook his head and said: "Ge Zhenjun, although the walking corpse has been subdued, the person controlling the walking corpse has not yet been found. Letting him go will cause greater trouble."

"What does Mrs. Bai mean?"

"Each of our families has sent teams to search everywhere. As for these walking corpses, if Mr. Ge Zhenjun is interested, we can give up the nine gates to him." Bai Zhixi is dressed in plain clothes and has an extraordinary temperament.

Ge Yuan smiled and said: "Madam, that's serious. It has always been Maoshan's duty to eliminate demons and protect the Tao..."

Bai Zhixi nodded slightly. Although the mountain chiefs of this generation in Maoshan are a bit philistine, they also know the righteousness.

Zhang Fengyuan, the Celestial Master of Longhu Mountain, did not say anything. The relationship between Longhu Mountain and the Nine Sects is irreversible, and they have always advanced and retreated as one.

However, he still asked in a low voice: "Master's aunt, no one behind us has shown up during this pursuit. I'm afraid that if we stay here for too long, we will be tricked into leaving the mountain..."

"I know this matter well and will discuss it with you later."

Seeing that Jiumen and Longhu Mountain were so close, Ge Yuan's eyes flashed with envy.

The three Taoist schools, Longhu Mountain, Maoshan and Gezao Mountain all have historical heritage.

Among them, Gezao Mountain experienced a disaster after the founding of the People's Republic of China. The ancient books in the mountain were plundered and burned, and the inheritance was interrupted. It no longer has the reputation of the past.

This time the government came forward and summoned all Taoist sects to annihilate them.

Not only was Gezao Mountain closed to the public, but no one came, regardless of the official’s face.

From now on, these three Taoist sects are afraid that they will remove Gezao Mountain from its name.

In comparison, Jiumen, as a private force, can no longer be described as an ordinary organization.

After getting along with each other these days, he discovered that Jiumen not only had a profound influence in the official circles, but also had a huge reputation in the world.

To be honest, he also wished that Maoshan Mountain, like Longhu Mountain, could rest against the big tree of Jiumen to enjoy the shade.

But unfortunately, Maoshan was closed before the founding of the People's Republic of China, and few disciples walked around, so there was no causal connection with Jiumen.

No matter how good this relationship is, there is no such thing as a dragon or a tiger.

Ge Yuan vaguely remembered that he had a grandson who was buried in the back mountain of Maoshan when his life was about to expire.

Grandmaster Sun and the head of the Nine Sects came from the same sect. Maybe he told the Nine Sects about this news, and maybe they could build some connections.

However, before that, he still has to perform well and let Jiumen see that his Maoshan heritage is no weaker than Longhushan!

Thinking like this, Ge Yuan said: "If Madam Bai is eager to track down the person behind her, I have a way."

"What method?"

"This is my Maoshan Thousand Miles Searching for Evil Technique!"

I saw Ge Yuan take out a small paper crane from the cuff of his Taoist robe, chant the incantation, and squeeze out a drop of blood from his fingertip and drop it in.

The next moment, the little paper crane flapped its wings and flew toward the southwest.

When Bai Zhixi saw this, he was not surprised. He just praised: "Ge Zhenjun is so good at Taoism that he has hidden it until now."

Ge Yuan showed a smile: "If you give me a prize, please give me a prize."

There are many people who come here to get rid of the walking corpses, and there are also some Taoist and Buddhist monks.

Most of these people were invited by the authorities to join in the fun.

There are also many people who are just pretending to be fake.

Before, they were not surprised when they saw the people of Longhu Mountain and Maoshan using talismans to restrain the walking corpses, but now that a paper crane figure was flying in the sky, they felt shocked.

One of the immortal Taoists, an old Taoist with fluttering white hair, cried with tears in his eyes when he saw this: "There is really an immortal Taoist skill. This is the first time I have seen it in my whole life..."

There is also a pair of misfit monks outside the crowd.

An old monk with white eyebrows and a cute little monk.

"Master, does our temple have the ability to make paper cranes fly?"

"Of course, as long as you worship the Buddha with your heart, the Buddha will naturally teach you the supreme Dharma, and you can conquer demons and demons without any difficulty."

"But Master, don't you always say that you need to use Buddhism to understand demons?"

"Silly boy, if you encounter someone who is obedient, you should naturally use Buddhist enlightenment. If you are disobedient, you will be killed. We can't let the monsters get used to us..."

The old monk with white eyebrows was teaching when he suddenly noticed that the paper crane circled around and landed in front of him.

The prepared one said it was the person in front of him.

He quickly pulled the young monk back.

The crowd dispersed with a bang.

Could it be that the person controlling the walking corpses has been hiding among them?

Bai Zhixi frowned slightly, and Ge Yuan and Zhang Fengyuan hurriedly stepped forward.

The moment the paper crane rested on the man's shoulder, it turned into paper figures and scattered on the grass.

Ge Yuandao: "They are really from the Feng family. It seems that Mrs. Bai's previous guess was correct."

"Feng family? Dare I ask Ge Zhenjun, who is the Feng family?" Some Taoists who didn't understand asked about the origin of the Feng family.

Ge Yuan deliberately showed off his knowledge and explained: "I said that the Feng family may not know it, but I think everyone has heard of Guanshan Taibao. This Feng family entered the Central Plains Dynasty in the early Ming Dynasty and was named Guanshan Taibao because of his great achievements. This

The Paper Man Substitute Technique is one of the Feng Family's best skills..."

The Taoists in the audience whispered to each other and nodded in understanding. They were still aware of the grievances between the Guanshan Taibao and the four groups of tomb robbers.

Unexpectedly, the person controlling the walking corpse is related to the Guanshan Taibao.

Although the person who really controlled the walking corpse was not found in the end, Maoshan's Taoism calmed many people, which greatly improved Maoshan's reputation. Ge Yuan couldn't help stroking his beard with satisfaction.

Bai Zhixi dismissed the crowd and invited Ge Yuan, Zhang Fengyuan and several slightly famous Taoist leaders into the tent to talk.

At this time, in another mountain ridge, Ye Qingmei and Ling'er were walking quickly in the forest with Qing San and Qing Si.

The four of them are all accomplished in their internal qi, and their bodies are nimble, turning into afterimages in the grass and trees.

Ye Qingmei was the fastest and led the way, with a chirping golden paper figure above his head.

His little finger pointed forward, very excited.

"It should be there soon, everyone be careful."

After arriving at the destination, the vegetation here is sparse and it is a piece of exposed brown mountain rocks.

The little golden paper man wanted to rush forward, but Ye Qingmei picked up his head and threw it into the bag.

"Okay, little guy, the zombies here are too heavy. If you go in, you will spontaneously combust. You might even disturb the things inside."
Chapter completed!