Lord of the Divine Show

Jiugong Mountain is located in Sizhou.

This state used to have good weather, but since the seal of Jiugong Mountain was loosened, it has suffered from famines one after another, and many people have fled.

Zhong Shenxiu passed several villages in a row, but saw no one there, except for a few wild pheasants strolling leisurely, pecking at some insects to eat.

There are even some sects hiding among the refugees and starting to instigate uprisings.

"The world is in chaos, and all kinds of monsters and ghosts have come out..."

Seeing this, Zhong Shenxiu could only sigh.

He escaped too quickly and arrived at the border of Sizhou in just a few days. What he saw and heard was such a scene where people were living in dire straits.

"My escape method is too fast. With the speed of a magical monk, it will take ten days to reach Jiugong Mountain. I can't go too early..."

After thinking about it, after entering the Sizhou realm, Zhong Shenxiu dropped the light, collected the Poison Dragon Sword, turned it into a black hairpin, and stuck it on his bamboo crown.

At this time, he was wearing a gehuang Taoist robe, Shifang boots, and a bamboo crown. He looked like an ordinary Taoist priest.

In Sizhou at this time, there were anywhere from a thousand to eight hundred Taoist priests dressed like this, and most of them did not have formal ultimatums. Zhong Shenxiu blended in among them, not conspicuous at all.

"I'll just walk slowly and leisurely all the way, and I'll almost reach Jiugong Mountain."

Zhong Shenxiu casually flipped through Qiankun's sleeves, which had always been used to kill people and steal treasures, and found a small flag.

This flag is a magic weapon, and its restrictions have reached five levels. It is already considered a fine product.

Even if it doesn't look good, it's very dark. When you shake the sail, black smoke will come out, which can charm the soul. With a slight hook, the soul can be pulled back into the flag, and then it can be concocted with various secret magic and forbidden methods to turn it into a Yin soldier. The more Yin demons, the better. Over time, they can add a layer of power to this little flag.

Zhong Shenxiu disliked the ugly appearance of the banner, so a trace of mana poured in, and he instantly refined the little banner again, making the banner as white as clouds. He also wrote in dragon-flying and phoenix-flying handwriting, "Iron-mouthed Divine Destruction, Demon-Slaying" The eight characters "Devil" have grown a little bigger. Holding it in your hand, a billboard covering many Taoist businesses such as fortune telling, seeking medical advice, killing demons and so on is newly released.

This day.

Zhong Shenxiu climbed over a barren mountain and killed several ignorant tiger and wolf demons, several zombies, and more than a dozen thieves who took advantage of the situation, and then saw a village.

Looking from a distance, you can see smoke rising from the village, and farmers are farming in the surrounding terraced fields, which makes people feel familiar.

"In this year of great famine, there are not many villages that can still maintain peace when entire villages are fleeing."

Zhong Shenxiu murmured to himself, holding a white flag, and walked towards the entrance of the village.

The farmers around him couldn't help but give in when they saw the way he was dressed as a Taoist.

Only when he passed by did he point at him from a distance.

The Taoists in this life are not just talkative, many of them know one or two magic tricks.

Therefore, no matter good or evil, ordinary people are not willing to provoke them.

"Is this Taoist priest here traveling?"

Zhong Shenxiu walked to the entrance of the village when he suddenly heard footsteps.

A well-dressed nurse with bulging temples, who must be a martial arts expert, rushed over immediately, clasped his fists in salute, and spoke very clearly.

"The poor Taoist idler came from another state and couldn't bear to see the chaos in this world. He is traveling around to save the souls of the dead..."

Zhong Shenxiu made a Taoist secret and answered with an air of immortality.

If his face hadn't looked so young, someone might have kowtowed.

"Taoist Master Xianyunzi came just in time. My master has been troubled by some inconvenient things recently and is looking for strange people. Does the Taoist want to stay overnight? The best house in the local area is my master's mansion... I also asked the Taoist priest to stay here, and all the expenses were covered by my family."

The strong man said quickly.

"Oh? That's very good."

Although the man looked a little sick and rushed to seek medical treatment, Zhong Shenxiu had a smile on his lips and followed the big man towards the village.

While walking, Zhong Shenxiu asked some questions: "I wonder what the name of this village is? Most of the villages I saw before were dilapidated, but this place can be regarded as a paradise..."

"The Taoist priest is ridiculous. The name of this village is 'Baoguang'. It is said that it was originally built by several Zen masters... Because it is located in a remote place, few outsiders come, so it can barely find peace."

The name of this nurse is ‘Zhang Tiezhong’. He seems to have traveled a lot in the world, and his conversation is extraordinary. I don’t know why he condescended to be the nurse of a rich country man.

Not long after walking, Zhong Shenxiu saw a large mansion.

The red brick and green tile horse head wall is mottled and covered with moss, giving it a hint of ancient charm.

Those who can build such a large house in the countryside must have considerable financial resources.

At least it cannot be supported by the hundreds of acres of Susukino fields outside the village.

Zhong Shenxiu showed great interest and followed Zhang Tiezhong into the gate.

As soon as you enter, a layer of sandalwood fragrance hits your face, making you feel peaceful.

Faintly, Zhong Shenxiu seemed to hear the sound of chanting.

It was just a very ordinary sutra, not the Black Lotus Sutra that had frightened him before.

"My master is a strong believer in Buddhism and chants sutras and chants Buddha's name every day. Please wait a moment, Taoist Priest."

Zhang Tiezhong led Zhong Shenxiu to a side hall to wait, confessed his crime, and not long after, a maid with a charming smile brought tea and snacks.

He met Zhong Shenxiu's eyes and smiled brightly at him.

'It's really strange that ordinary maids from the countryside have such a color. ’

Zhong Shenxiu knew that something strange had happened, but he did not panic. Instead, he immersed himself in it with interest, as if he was playing a role-playing game.

He looked around and found that besides him, there were other outsiders in the hall.

One of them is a monk, middle-aged, wearing a Baina monk's robe, which has been washed many times, and the corners are a little white. He is meditating and chanting sutras.

In addition to this monk, there is also a young Confucian scholar who wears a long sword on his waist. He is obviously not a poor scholar, but a far-reaching knight who is rich in poetry and literature, knows martial arts and different skills, and travels the world with a sword.

Zhong Shenxiu was about to say hello when he suddenly felt another gust of wind.

The strong wind poured into the hall, causing the door to sway constantly and blowing the corners of everyone's clothes.

'This wind has a fishy smell, it's not a good wind...'

Zhong Shenxiu shook his head, knowing that a monk had arrived, and he was a monk who was not very good at Taoism. This soaring wind technique did not have any yang energy at all, but was cold to the bone. It was obviously still in the category of yin evil technique.

"Haha, I'm a bit late."

Amidst the laughter, a Taoist priest in black flew down from mid-air.

Although to Zhong Shenxiu's point of view, it was just fluttering at a height of tens of feet, the lay people all over the village treated him with solemnity, and some even knelt down and called him Immortal Master.