The third place that Li Mu and Li Qing went to was Zhang Family Village.
The villagers of Zhang Family Village still remembered the two of them. They asked Li Mu worriedly if zombies had run out to harm people again. Li Mu comforted the villagers and went to the Minister's Mansion.
The Older Landlord Zhang and Landlord Zhang had been turned into ashes. The person in charge of the Minister's Mansion was the son of the Landlord Zhang, the Younger Landlord Zhang.
In the Minister's Mansion, Li Mu asked the Younger Landlord Zhang, "How did your grandfather die?"
The Younger Landlord Zhang said, "Grandfather was old. He died of old age."
Li Mu continued to ask, "Was he healthy before?"
The Younger Landlord Zhang shook his head and said, "Grandfather was old. Although he was not seriously ill, he was not healthy."
The Older Landlord Zhang was over seventy years old. If he had not stepped on the path of cultivation, very few ordinary people would have lived to this age. Even if he died, it would be a happy funeral. The Landlord Zhang would not ask someone to examine how his father died.
The Older Landlord Zhang's body had long been turned into a zombie and was turned into ashes by Han Zhe. Li Mu wanted to investigate, but he had no way to do so.
He asked again, "Your father, Landlord Zhang, Zhang Dafu, used to cultivate Taoism?"
The Younger Landlord Zhang nodded and said, "When my father was young, he cultivated with the Taoist of Bailu Temple for two years. In the end, he couldn't stand the loneliness of cultivation and couldn't let go of the family business, so he went down the mountain and went home. The Taoist said that it was a pity for my father's talent. He said that he was a gold something …"
"A body of gold element."
"Yes, yes, yes, a body of gold element."
Li Mu sighed and asked again, "Which Fengshui master did you hire for the Older Landlord Zhang's tomb?"
The root of Landlord Zhang's case was that the Feng Shui master, the Landlord Zhang's corpse, had not only been buried in the Corpse Raising Ground, but had also been refined. That was why he had turned into a jumping zombie in such a short time.
Combined with the zombie disaster in Zhou County, it was not hard to imagine that the Dongxuan Heretical Cultivation behind it must be good at refining corpses.
The Younger Landlord Zhang shook his head and said, "No, it was the Fengshui master who came and said that he would do it for us for free. When father heard that it was free, he agreed …"
"What does that Feng Shui master look like?"
"White-haired and white-bearded, immortal-like …"
Li Mu didn't ask any more questions. Dongxuan's cultivators were already able to practice transformation techniques. They could change their bodies into men or women, big or small. It was impossible to get any useful information from them just by looking at their appearance.
He said straightforwardly, "Take us to your grandfather's tomb."
After leaving Zhang Village, Li Mu was almost certain that the Zhang family's Fengshui master and Ren Yuan's master, the Chen Village's fortune-teller, and the black-robed man who had chased after Li Mu, even if they were not the same person, they were inextricably linked.
Han Zhe had already seen the Older Landlord Zhang's tomb, so Li Mu wanted to see it again.
Last time, he didn't know anything. During this period of time, in order to cooperate with the Zhang County Magistrates to promote civilized funerals, he had crammed a lot of Fengshui knowledge. Even if he didn't work as a bailiff, he could still be a Fengshui master and make a living by telling people's tombs and houses.
The Older Landlord Zhang's tomb was on the mountain in front of Zhang Village.
On the mountainside, there was a relatively flat ground. The grave pit had been filled in, and some of its original appearance could be vaguely seen.
Li Mu looked at the direction of the grave and then looked at a mountain not far away. He shook his head and said, "White Tiger Passing Through …"
Li Qing asked, "What White Tiger Passing Through?"
Li Mu pointed to the traces of the grave pit on the ground and said, "After the coffin went down, the head and tail of this grave pit were facing north and south. The mountain range to the west of the grave passed through the grave and extended to the southeast. This was the 'White Tiger Passing Through'."
"There is a saying in Fengshui circle that when the White Tiger Passing Through, the family will be ruined and the people will die." Li Mu continued to explain, "When building a house, you should avoid this kind of Fengshui pattern. It's the same for a grave. There are ten directions for choosing a grave. First, it's not facing the flowing water. Second, it's not facing the high mountain. Third, it's not facing the strange rocks on a deserted island. Fourth, it's not facing the White Tiger Passing Through. Older Landlord Zhang's coffin was facing south, forming the momentum of the White Tiger Passing Through. This is the grave of great evil …"
Even a cultivator could not be proficient in all fields. Li Qing only had a basic understanding of the Fengshui of graves.
She looked at Li Mu in surprise and asked, "When did you learn this?"
Li Mu said, "I was bored a few days ago, so I read a few books on Fengshui."
He pointed to the bare ground under his feet and shook his head. "What did Landlord Zhang learn in the past two years? There is no grass here. It's obviously a place of evil. He deliberately made the coffin face south and north, forming the White Tiger Passing Through. It would be strange if the corpse of the Older Landlord Zhang didn't become a zombie …"
Li Qing said, "So, the Fengshui master is the person behind the scenes?"
Li Mu nodded and said, "I'm afraid that the Fengshui master and the fortune-teller for his daughter are the same person as Ren Yuan's master."
"You mean the black-robed man?" Li Qing recalled that matter and said, "But hasn't it been killed?"
Li Mu sighed softly and said, "I'm afraid not …"
Last time at the Ren Mansion, Li Mu had already asked Shopkeeper Ren about the black-robed man. To be on the safe side, Li Mu went there again. The clues he got were the same as last time.
Ren Yuan met the black-robed man when he went out to play.
The black-robed man saw that Ren Yuan had a Wood Elemental Body at a glance and accepted Ren Yuan as his disciple to guide him in his cultivation.
Li Mu guessed that the black-robed man should have taken a fancy to Ren Yuan's soul. He wanted to wait until Ren Yuan's cultivation had reached a certain level before killing Ren Yuan and extracting his soul.
Now it seemed that the black-robed man wanted Ren Yuan's soul, but the process was different from what Li Mu thought.
He never thought of doing it himself. Instead, he trained Ren Yuan into a Heretical Cultivation and used the power of the government to obtain Ren Yuan's soul.
In this way, Ren Yuan's death would be a normal event. No one would suspect that there was someone behind it.
The only thing that Li Mu didn't understand was that the black-robed man didn't have to appear in Ren Yuan's case. He had already achieved his goal. Why did he still appear and risk exposing his identity to hunt down Li Mu?
This was not in line with his usual cautiousness. There must be a deeper reason for this.
The moment this thought flashed through Li Mu's mind, his body trembled slightly and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.
Li Mu had a lot of secrets, but his biggest secret was that he came from another world.
This secret had always been buried deep in Li Mu's heart. Even Li Qing didn't know about it.
The Li Mu of this world was already dead. Now, there was a new soul in his body.
Except for Li Mu himself, there was only one person in this world who knew this secret.
That person was the murderer of Li Mu.
Li Mu finally understood why the black-robed man didn't want to kill him.
He was testing him.
Given his cautious nature, he would definitely want to figure out what had happened when he saw that the Pure Yang Body, whose soul he had extracted, had come back to life.
If Li Mu was the person behind the scenes, he probably wouldn't be at ease.
Li Mu shuddered at the thought of a pair of eyes watching him all the time behind his back.
A Heretical Cultivation of Dongxuan, a top existence in this world, was so cautious and patient. He spent nearly half a year to set up such a trap. How terrifying was that?
He really couldn't figure it out and couldn't help but ask, "Boss, why do you think he is so careful? Does a Dongxuan expert need to be so careful?"
Li Qing looked into the distance and said, "For us, the Dongxuan Realm is very powerful. But in the eyes of the experts of the Upper Realm, they are as weak as us. Whether it is the imperial court, Buddhism, or Taoism, they all have the existence of the Upper Realm. If you encounter them, even if you are a Dongxuan Heretical Cultivation, you will die …"
She looked at Li Mu and continued, "I once told you that half a year ago, a Dongxuan Heretical Cultivation was killed by the joint forces of Buddhism and Taoism."
Li Mu thought of the old abbot of the Jinshan Temple. Could it be that he was injured by The Heretical Cultivation?
He took a deep breath. Now was not the time to think about this.
Logically speaking, Li Mu discovered it too late. Whether it was the souls of the Yin and Yang Five Elements or a large number of ordinary people's souls, The Heretical Cultivation had already obtained them. With his cautious personality, he should have run to a place and secretly refined them to advance. He would never come back.
In other words, what should have happened had already happened. Yangqiu County would no longer be in danger.
However, the person behind the scenes knew more about Li Mu's resurrection than Li Mu. If he really succeeded in advancing and became an expert of the Upper Realm, he would probably come back to find him.
Dongxuan was already an existence that Li Mu couldn't even look up to. Transcendence of the Seventh Realm — this was something that made him despair just thinking about it.
The Zhang County Magistrates gave Li Mu and Li Qing three days to investigate, but the two only took six hours.
Li Mu and Li Qing were both involved in the investigation of these cases. This re-investigation was just to confirm some details that they didn't care about before.
Seven cases, seven dead people.
On the surface, these seven cases had no connection and had all been closed.
Except for Li Mu, the other six people either died of illness or were beheaded according to the law because they were involved in other people's lives, or died in accidents that couldn't be found. If it weren't for the "Supernatural Records", if it weren't for Li Mu who happened to discover that they all had special physiques, these closed cases would have been sealed in the yamen. No one would know that their deaths were related to each other. No one would know that the zombie riot in Zhou County that shook the entire North County was not a natural disaster, but a man-made one.
The mastermind behind the scenes could have done all of this without anyone noticing.
When the matter was done, he would leave and hide deep in the name.
In the county yamen, the Zhang County Magistrates sat in the hall. He couldn't help but pat the table and said angrily, "What kind of person could do such a crazy thing?!"
He thought for a moment and said, "This case is very important. I have to write a secret letter immediately and report it to the County Governor."
The Zhang County Magistrates stood up and looked at Li Qing. He said, "Miss Qing, you also have to inform the Fu-lu School and ask them to send masters down the mountain to help. If these things are really controlled by the Dongxuan Heretical Cultivation, I'm afraid that the North County government alone won't be able to quell it …"
Li Qing nodded and said, "I'll go and tell Uncle Ma now."
The Zhang County Magistrates walked out of the door and walked in again. He said angrily, "Don't forget, tomorrow morning, get someone to capture that old woman from the Chen family village and bring her to the yamen. That damned stupid woman, I'm so angry!"
"Also, get all the fortune-tellers and Fengshui masters nearby to report to the county yamen within three days. In the future, if anyone dares to talk nonsense, I'll cut off their tongues!"
…
It was already late. Uncle Ma was still standing in the yard of the yamen, waiting for the results of the household.
This time, he went down the mountain with the mission of recruiting disciples. Although The Ancestral Court of Fu-lu School was also a famous sect on the Zu Continent, it was not easy to nurture a Jushen disciple.
This time, in Zhou County, they had lost two, especially Elder Wu's grandson, which made their lineage suffer heavy losses.
Therefore, they could only send people down the mountain and get an order from the County Governor of the North County to recruit some talented disciples in the North County to make up for their losses.
Unfortunately, it was not easy to find a pure Yin body, but she died prematurely. If he had come a few months earlier, he would not have wasted such a good seedling.
When he thought of the girl who died prematurely, his heart began to ache.
Li Qing walked into the yard and said, "Uncle Ma, there's a very important matter."
"What is it?" Senior Uncle Ma touched his bald head. His spirits were lifted as he asked, "Did you find another good seedling?"
Li Qing shook her head and said, "This matter is very important. I'm afraid I'll have to trouble you to go back to the ancestral court …"
A moment later, Uncle Ma's body trembled and he said in a trembling voice, "The peak of Dongxuan? You must be joking!"
Li Qing said, "We've already investigated. In the past few months, there have indeed been deaths of people with yin and yang bodies in Yangqiu County. There's something strange behind these cases, including the zombie disaster in Zhou County. The Heretical Cultivation must have deliberately created it to collect the souls of ordinary people."
"Oh no, oh no …"
Uncle Ma's expression changed drastically. He held the pillar and said, "There's indeed something wrong with the Flying Stiff. Elder Wu just returned to the ancestral court and asked the chief to eliminate the Flying Stiff. If The Heretical Cultivation is the peak of Dongxuan, won't they be in danger?"
"No, no …"
He temporarily did not care about the recruitment of disciples and said, "You stay here. I have to go back to the mountain immediately. Something big has happened. Something big has happened!"
As soon as his voice fell, he took out a palm-sized magic weapon from his arms.
Uncle Ma threw the magic weapon into the air and cast a spell. The magic weapon immediately expanded and turned into the shape of a small boat.
With a leap, he landed on the flying boat.
Under the night sky, the flying boat turned into a stream of light and disappeared into the sky in the blink of an eye.
Li Mu stood in the courtyard and watched Uncle Ma ride the flying boat and disappear into the night sky. He felt a little relieved.
The Ancestral Court of Fu Lu School was one of the largest sects in the Zu Continent. They cultivated the righteous path and would not tolerate such Heretical Cultivation causing trouble under their nose.
It would be best if the Talisman Puppet Sect could dispatch an expert of the Upper Realm and kill the evil cultivator with a thunderous method. Then, the evil cultivator would take Li Mu's secret and go to hell together.
After Uncle Ma left, the Zhang County Magistrates immediately sent out a secret letter asking for help.
Li Mu left the yamen and walked home alone.
For the past few months, there had been a pair of eyes spying on him from behind. Walking in the dark night, Li Mu should have been afraid, but his heart was incomparably calm.
Not to mention the peak of Dongxuan, even if it was an ordinary Dongxuan cultivator or a Creation Realm cultivator, it would make no difference to him.
If he really met them, he would not be able to escape.
Thinking about it this way, it seemed that there was nothing to be afraid of.
He just felt that the human heart was too scary. Li Mu had lived two lives and had never met such an existence.
Clearly, his cultivation was already at the peak, but he was still overly cautious. He painstakingly set up such a trap and almost fooled everyone.
Li Mu walked to the door, and the door next door opened. Liu Hanyan came out and asked worriedly, "Are you okay?"
"I'm fine." Li Mu looked at her and asked, "Why aren't you asleep yet?"
Liu Hanyan glanced at him and said, "How can I sleep after such a big thing happened?"
Wanwan had already fallen asleep, and Liu Hanyan obviously did not eat. Li Mu also did not eat much all day. He went to the kitchen and cooked a bowl of noodles for each of them. Liu Hanyan picked up the chopsticks and asked, "Is the Dongxuan Realm very powerful?"
She had read a lot of cultivation books and knew that the Dongxuan Realm was very powerful, but she did not know how powerful it was.
Li Mu nodded and said, "Very powerful."
Taoist cultivation consisted of refining the soul, condensing the soul, concentrating the spirit, Shentong, Creation, and Dongxuan.
Dongxuan was the last realm of the three middle realms. They could carry mountains and forbid water, transform themselves, and know the escape skills of the five elements. They could stop the flow of rivers. They knew the rules of heaven and could see the secrets of heaven with a pinch of their fingers. They were already immortals in the eyes of the world.
The word "powerful" was not enough to describe them.
Li Mu looked at Liu Hanyan and said, "But you don't have to worry. He has already obtained the soul of the Pure Yin Body. He won't come to you again."
Liu Hanyan glared at him and said, "I'm worried about you. Your soul hasn't been hooked by him yet, has it?"
Li Mu smiled and said, "Maybe he has already found another Pure Yang Body."
Liu Hanyan and Li Qing were worried about the same thing. They both thought that The Heretical Cultivation had not yet obtained the soul of the Pure Yang Body. But in fact, he was the first one to obtain the soul of the Pure Yang Body.
Landlord Zhang, Ren Yuan, and the others all died in their own ways. That person had spent a lot of effort.
Only to Li Mu, he was simple and crude.
If the soul from another world had not occupied Li Mu's body and been reborn, he would have died in the line of duty. When the government office checked his birth characters, they might have found that he was a Pure Yang Body. Then, they would have increased the intensity of the investigation. Finally, they would have caught a monster or ghost that was used as a cover and closed the case hastily.
According to the modus operandi of The Heretical Cultivation, Li Mu felt that it was very likely that he had planned to do so from the beginning.
A person who was supposed to be dead came back to life. He was probably scared out of his wits.
"You scared the hell out of me!"
Li Mu thought mischievously.
The Heretical Cultivation at the peak of Dongxuan could kill Li Mu with just a breath. Even if they gathered the strength of the entire North County, it would probably be difficult to eliminate them. He could only hope that the reinforcements from F Lu School would be more powerful and not let that person come back to find him again.
Liu Hanyan thought for a moment and said, "Why don't you run away? Leave Yangqiu County and North County. This way, The Heretical Cultivation won't be able to find you."
Li Mu shook his head. If The Heretical Cultivation really targeted him, he would not be able to hide unless he ran to The Ancestral Court of F Lu School or a place like the Ancestral Court of the Xin Clan.
Dongxuan Realm cultivators had a magical power called the Moon Fetching Technique, also known as the Mystic Light Technique.
When this technique was used, a moon-shaped shadow would appear on the wall or in the void. Through this shadow, one could see the person or thing that the caster wanted to see.
It was like an omnidirectional camera with no blind spots. No matter where Li Mu ran, he would not be able to avoid it.
"There will be a way." It was useless to think too much. Li Mu breathed a sigh of relief and said, "You go and rest first. Maybe he won't come back."
Li Mu did not believe that The Heretical Cultivation would not come back. He was just comforting Liu Hanyan.
Early the next morning, Li Mu went to the yamen as usual.
In order to avoid causing panic, the Zhang County Magistrates did not make the matter public. The yamen was as usual.
Han Zhe had changed his clothes today. He combed his hair neatly and even trimmed his sideburns. He looked like a decent person.
Li Qing was reading a book. Zhang Shan was playing dice in the duty room. Li Si was too tired at night and was lying on the table to catch up on sleep.
Li Mu greeted Li Qing. When he walked into another duty room, he was surprised to find that Old Wang had already returned. He was leaning against the chair in the duty room and taking a nap.
In the duty room, Old Wang was leaning against the back of the chair with his neck tilted back. Obviously, he was half-asleep. The two front legs of the chair were raised and the whole chair was shaking slightly.
At some point, the chair lost its balance. Old Wang fell back with the chair.
Li Mu caught the back of the chair in time. His old bones did not fall apart.
Old Wang woke up with a start. When he saw Li Mu, he wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth and said, "Li Mu, long time no see …"
Li Mu arranged the chair and asked, "Where did you go to visit your family in the past half a month?"
"In the neighboring county." Old Wang walked to the shelf in the corner and washed his face with water. He said, "An old man I knew when I was young passed away. I went to offer my condolences …"
Li Mu sat in the chair and said, "My condolences."
"What's there to grieve about …" Lao Wang grinned and said, "He's already lived to the age of 60. He's already suffered what he should, and he's also thought about what he should enjoy. What's there to grieve about?
He sat back in his seat and continued, "Sooner or later, I will have such a day. You have to help me take care of my funeral. When that time comes, you have to help me keep an eye on Zhang Shan. Don't let him cut corners on the coffin. If you dare to roll a straw mat and bury me, I will haunt you even if I become a ghost …"
Li Mu waved his hand and said, "With your body, it will take two years for you to die. When I make enough money, I will buy you a coffin made of Phoebe Phoebe wood …"
Old Wang hurriedly said, "It's a promise. You can't go back on your word …"
"Don't worry. What kind of relationship do we have …"
It was just a coffin made of Phoebe Phoebe wood. If Li Mu put his mind on making money, he could become as rich as Liu Hanyan in less than two years. A coffin made of Phoebe Phoebe wood would be a piece of cake.
After ordering his coffin made of Phoebe Phoebe Phoebe wood, he felt at ease asking him questions.
Li Mu moved the chair to face him and said, "Do you know anything about Dongxuan?"
"You haven't even learned how to crawl, and you want to fly?" Old Wang glanced at him and said, "You'd better be honest and down-to-earth. First, refine your soul, then condense your soul. Don't ask about things you shouldn't ask. Once your state of mind is ruined, your path of cultivation will be ruined …"
Li Mu said, "I'm just curious. By the way, can I see anything I want with the Xuanguang Technique of Dongxuan cultivators?"
Old Wang looked at him and asked, "What are you thinking? Do you want to peek at young girls bathing?"
Li Mu shook his head and said, "I don't. I'm just asking. Do you know anything?"
"Of course, you can't see anything you want with the Xuanguang Technique." Old Wang curled his lips and said, "The so-called Xuanguang Technique is actually to project the appearance of a place to another place. First, it has to be close enough for the Xuanguang Technique to be useful. Second, it has to be calculated. If you can't calculate the location of others, you can't see anything. Finally, the Xuanguang Technique is useless for cultivators above the Creation Realm, because they can feel if someone is spying on them and can easily break their Xuanguang Technique. Therefore, this is a useless Divine Ability, unless you use it to peek at the girl next door bathing …"
Li Mu didn't want to peek at Liu Hanyan bathing. He just wanted to know more about Dongxuan.
He thought for a moment and asked, "It's said that people in Dongxuan can calculate all the mysteries of heaven with a pinch of their fingers. Is that true?"
"It's true, but it's not that incredible." Old Wang clicked his tongue and said, "The mysteries of heaven are illusory. Who dares to say that they can calculate all the mysteries of heaven …"
Old Wang's mouth didn't have any other skills, but it was good at relieving stress.
Hearing him say this, Li Mu suddenly felt that Dongxuan didn't seem so scary.
He still wanted to know more, but Zhang Shan came in from outside and said, "Li Mu, there's a monk outside looking for you."
Li Mu remembered that he had asked Xuandu to treat the old abbot's injuries. He could only suppress the other doubts in his heart and walk out of Old Wang's room.
Xuandu stood in the yard and bowed to Li Mu. "Benefactor Li, I'll have to trouble you again."
Li Mu smiled and said, "It's no trouble at all. Let's go."
The two had just walked out of the yamen when a few streams of light suddenly appeared in the distant sky. The streams of light arrived in an instant and landed at the entrance of the yamen, revealing a few figures.
There were three people in the light. One of them was Uncle Ma, whom Li Mu had seen before.
At this moment, he was standing respectfully behind the other two.
One of the other two was a middle-aged man wearing a Taoist robe and carrying a huge sword on his back. There were a few wrinkles at the corner of his eyes, indicating that he should be older than he looked.
The other person was a beautiful woman who looked to be in her thirties. She held a horsetail whisk in her hand.
The two stood there without any fluctuations of mana. In Li Mu's eyes, they were no different from ordinary people.
Xuandu put his palms together and bowed to the middle-aged man. "I'm Xuandu. Greetings to Taoist Hyun Jinko."
The middle-aged man asked, "Are you Xuandu from the Jinshan Temple?"
Xuandu nodded. "That's me."
The middle-aged man looked at him and asked, "How is Master Puji?"
Xuandu said, "Thank you for your concern. The abbot's health is very good."
A trace of regret appeared on the middle-aged man's face. He said, "We haven't seen each other since the last time we parted. Master Puji's foundation was damaged by Monk Qianhuan, and his cultivation was destroyed. I thought that The Heretical Cultivation's soul had dissipated and his body and Dao had disappeared. I didn't expect that his soul had escaped …"
"What?" Xuandu's expression changed. He asked, "Monk Qianhuan is not dead yet?"
The middle-aged man sighed and said, "Not only is he not dead, but he has also collected the souls of Yin and Yang and the five elements, as well as a large amount of souls of living people. I'm afraid that he has recovered his cultivation and is even more difficult to deal with than last time …"
"Is the news true?" Xuandu still had a look of disbelief. He said, "There were so many masters who besieged him that time. There was a sixth realm master from Buddhism and Taoism, and there were more than ten fifth realm cultivators. How could he have escaped?"
"Monk Qianhuan is one of the ten great elders of the Demon Sect. His cultivation methods are profound, and he is best at the Soul Separation Technique. Last time, a wisp of his soul escaped and hid here. He single-handedly planned the zombie disaster in Zhou County and obtained a large number of souls of living people. He has already collected the souls of Yin and Yang and the five elements. He only needs to use the formation to refine them and he will be able to recover to his former peak."
The middle-aged man looked at Xuandu and said, "This time, a disciple of the Fu-lu School died. The Immortal Headmaster personally performed a divination and confirmed that he died at the hands of Monk Qianhuan."
The Headmaster of the Ancestral Court of Fu-lu School was a powerful figure in the Upper Realm. His divination could not be wrong.
"Amitabha." Xuandu chanted the name of Buddha and said with a compassionate look, "He has committed such a sin. If he is not eliminated, the Heavens will not tolerate it …"
Li Qing and Han Zhe walked out of the government office. When they saw the middle-aged man, they immediately bowed.
"Greetings, Chief Hyun Jinko."
"Greetings, Chief!"
…
Li Mu did not expect that this ordinary-looking middle-aged man was one of the chiefs of the Fu-lu School.
The Ancestral Court of Fu-lu School had seven branches and seven chiefs. Each of them was a powerful figure in Dongxuan.
Hyun Jinko nodded slightly to them. He looked at the beautiful middle-aged woman and said, "This is Taoist Priest Dun, the Miao Dun of Xuanzong."
The two bowed and said, "Greetings, Taoist Priest Dun, the Miao Dun."
Li Mu looked at the beautiful woman. Xuanzong and Fu-lu School were the same. They were one of the six Dao sects. Although they were not proficient in Fu-lu, the mysteries of their Dao and Divine Sense were incomparable to those of the other five sects.
Hyun Jinko looked at Han Zhe and said, "Take us to see the Yangqiu County Magistrate."
Although Han Zhe did not understand, he obediently walked to the door and said, "Chief, Taoist Priest Miao Dun, please."
Xuandu also followed the two into the county government. Li Mu did not have to go to the Jinshan Temple for the time being. He looked at Li Qing beside him and asked, "Boss, have you heard of Master Qianhuan?"
Li Qing nodded and said, "Do you remember? I told you that a few months ago, a Dongxuan Heretical Cultivation Master was killed by the masters of Buddhism and Taoism. Master Qianhuan was that Dongxuan Heretical Cultivation Master."
Li Mu had a look of realization on his face as he muttered, "So it's him …"
When he first asked Li Qing if there were any shortcuts to cultivation, she used the Dongxuan Heretical Cultivation Master as an example to Li Mu, which almost made Li Mu give up the idea of taking shortcuts.
He was the one who injured the abbot of the Jinshan Temple, killed Li Mu, and told the fortune of the pure yin baby girl. He was the one who was behind the cases of the Zhang-wang Clan, Zhao Yong, Ren Yuan, Landlord Zhang, and Wu Bo.
He was also the one who controlled the zombies in Zhou County.
He was the Feng Shui master of Zhang Village, the fortune-teller of Chen Village, and the black-robed man who taught Ren Yuan cultivation.
The purpose of his doing these things was to heal his injuries.
Half a year ago, the encirclement against Master Qianhuan was the source of all this.
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