The female evil cultivator's body disappeared.
He had completely disappeared from the world.
Then, Fenghao also sensed that the eyes of the girls wandering the streets and alleys had become vacant.
'Where am I?
'Who am I?
'What am I doing?'
…
After Feng Hao got rid of the female evil cultivator, the girls who had been enslaved and controlled by her also regained their sanity.
It was as if they had just woken up from a dream.
They all ran back to their homes to reunite with their families.
Fenghao dialed Zhao Yang's number and told him what had happened here.
Zhao Yang was so excited that he jumped up and down in his office.
That's great!
He knew that as long as Feng Hao took action, any problem would be solved …
After Zhao Yang hung up the phone with Fenghao, he directly contacted the authorities.
The next morning, the air raid sirens were sounded, and the TV stations and the Internet also made detailed reports about the situation in the city.
As a result, the public's call for Feng Hao to establish the Dragon Soul Organization reached its peak.
Most of them couldn't cultivate, but they also hoped that … they wouldn't be disturbed.
Everyone had their own way of living, and it wasn't necessary for them to cultivate.
Ordinary people could also have happiness and happiness!
…
After leaving the city where Zhao Yang was, Feng Hao knew very well about the voices of the people on the Internet.
However, it would take a lot of work to move all the cultivators in Huaxia to the spiritual land.
It would be easier if there was an organization with Taoist rites.
However, there were tens of thousands of lone wolves. Did he have to find them one by one?
That was obviously not realistic …
For Feng Hao, if he had to do everything himself, there would be no need for the organization to be established.
Those lone wolves could be handed over to the major Taoist rites in Huaxia …
With their methods of finding people, it wouldn't be difficult for them to find cultivators who fought alone …
After leaving the small city where Zhao Yang was, Feng Hao went straight to Mount Wudang, the holy land of Taoism.
Mount Wudang was the holy land of Taoism, and many ancient cultivators had taken root there.
However, the Taoist priests on Mount Wudang were the ones who really praised it.
During the day, they disguised themselves as ordinary people and were responsible for teaching tourists about Taoism.
At night, they turned into cultivators.
Some time ago, there was an old Taoist on Mount Wudang who performed a sword dance. The video was recorded by netizens and uploaded to the Internet.
At that time, the old Daoist priest said something that everyone remembered. The old Daoist priest said, "Don't clap. If Master finds out, he will scold me again."
The old Daoist priest's master was actually only a hundred years old, so it was not surprising.
What was strange was that … the old Daoist's grandmaster and some grandmasters … grandmasters were all alive.
Because they were the pillars of Wudang Mountain, the true cultivators.
Moreover, his cultivation was among the best in all of Hua Xia.
Others might not know, but Feng Hao had to know … Moreover, if he were to really climb over the wall and spend millions of dollars to access the information on Wudang Mountain …
You would find that it contained detailed information on all the cultivators of the WuTang Training Hall.
This included his name, age, and cultivation level …
Feng Hao had the information of the entire Huaxia dojo in his mind. It would not be difficult to find the Wudang Sect Master …
In order for the WuTang dojo to be stationed in the spiritual land, ordinary Daoist priests were stationed at WuTang Mountain. Feng Hao did not descend forcefully.
Just like the other tourists, he was sightseeing on Mount Wudang.
"The unparalleled paradise, the number one immortal mountain in the world …"
Feng Hao vaguely remembered this sentence.
He also knew that the Dao scripture connected the legendary True Martial God with WuTang Mountain.
The True Martial was also the Black Tortoise …
He was also known as the Sword Immortal Great Emperor and the Black Tortoise True Lord.
Back then, among the five elements of the Extreme Dao Demon Tree, there was the spirit of the Black Tortoise …
Feng Hao climbed Mount Wudang.
There were more tourists than before the recovery of qi. Many ordinary people came to seek opportunities.
But in fact, more than half a year had passed, and the major sacred grounds had already recruited disciples.
All of them were geniuses with spirit roots.
As for those who sought the Dao now, they were basically the kind of people who did not have spirit roots.
Among the outer sect disciples of the WuTang Training Hall, there were only one or two cultivators, and the rest were ordinary Daoist priests.
There were also those who had not entered the Qi Refinement stage who were responsible for maintaining some matters of WuTang Mountain in the outside world.
Feng Hao saw the online celebrity old Daoist performing a sword dance.
It had to be said that the old Daoist who had cultivated for decades was indeed good at Wudang's sword dance.
And the onlookers who were watching and taking photos also surrounded the venue.
Some Daoist priests maintained order.
Feng Hao did not squeeze in. Coincidentally, a young Daoist priest passed by and asked, "Is Perfected Ziyun of Jade Void Temple here?"
The young Daoist priest was stunned.
Ordinary tourists only cared about playing and basically did not know the title of Perfected Ziyun of Jade Void Temple.
"You are? Why are you looking for Perfected Ziyun? "
The young Daoist priest was an outer sect disciple of the WuTang Training Hall. He could be considered half a cultivator. Although he was young, in his twenties.
In the outer sect of WuTang Mountain, he was still very authoritative.
And Perfected Ziyun was a Golden Core expert stationed in the inner sect...
Feng Hao smiled and said, "If possible, bring me to him..."
In order to show that he had no ill intentions towards WuTang Mountain, Feng Hao did not directly search with his spiritual will.
The young Daoist priest felt that Feng Hao was very familiar, as if he had seen him somewhere...
But for a moment, he could not remember.
Seeing that Feng Hao knew the title of Perfected Ziyun, he thought for a moment and nodded. "Then come with me..."
"Thank you!"
Feng Hao smiled and greeted him. He followed behind the young Daoist priest and arrived at Jade Void Temple.
However, at that moment, Feng Hao suddenly felt a small energy fluctuation.
The energy fluctuation was chaotic, as if it would explode at any time.
"Is Perfected Ziyu in seclusion?"
Feng Hao suddenly frowned and asked.
That chaotic energy was coming from Jade Void Temple. Coincidentally, the Perfected Ziyu of the Wudang Mountain outer sect that he knew was the late-stage Golden Core Perfected Ziyu.
It was obvious that Perfected Ziyu was breaking through.
Unfortunately, his breakthrough was on the verge of failure. If he failed, his Golden Core would shatter, and all his cultivation would be wasted.
"Perfected Ziyu didn't tell me. What's wrong?" The young Daoist priest was still a little confused.
He did not know why Feng Hao asked that.
However, Feng Hao did not answer him. He took a step forward and appeared at the door of Jade Void Temple thirty meters away.
"F * ck... So close yet so far..."
When the young Daoist priest saw that, his eyes almost popped out.
'This method is amazing. '
There was no spiritual energy fluctuation. It was as if he could travel through time with a thought.
The young Daoist priest hurriedly chased after him.
"Ah..."
"No... I can't fail. I've cultivated for five hundred years, and my aptitude is poor. I've reached this step from being a servant and changing my fate. I'm just one step away."
Perfected Ziyu gritted his teeth. Beads of sweat rolled down his face, and his face was pale.
He was on the verge of breaking through. As long as he reached the Nascent Soul realm, his lifespan would increase by five hundred years. However, if he failed... everything would be in vain.
However, he could not control the energy that erupted inside his Golden Core. His entire body was on the verge of collapse as if he was in a pot of oil...
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