Chapter 84: Unusual Movement in Xiangxi, Wushen Village Appears

"After we're done here, I'm going to go back to Mount Longhu to report this matter to my master. I'll take this eyeball with me for the time being." Zhang Zhiwei discussed with Ding Hai.

"Okay." Ding Hai was not very interested in this so-called Zhuchen Pearl.

The various miraculous stories about ascension to heaven that King Xian saw through the Zhuchen Pearl using the Sixteen Hexagrams of the Zhoutian were of little interest to Ding Hai.

He believes in himself more.

Speaking of which, Ding Hai is more interested in the Sixteen Hexagrams of the Zhoutian.

Prying open the tightly clenched hands of the old King Xian, Ding Hai took out the ring and walnut that recorded the sixteen hexagrams of the Zhoutian.

“Old King Xian is blessed with great fortune. These sixteen rings record the innate eight trigrams and acquired eight trigrams deduced by King Wen of Zhou, totaling sixteen trigrams.

Do you want to practice with it and improve your knowledge of Feng Shui?" Ding Hai, who was not prepared to eat alone, handed the Sixteen Hexagrams Ring to Zhang Zhiwei beside him.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Zhiwei rejected Ding Hai without a second thought: "My path has already been decided. It would be disadvantageous for me to learn too many things."

"Okay, I meant well but ended up with a bad result." Seeing that Zhang Zhiwei really didn't want the Zhou Tian Sixteen Hexagrams Ring, Ding Hai took the ring back and put it in his pocket.

With the simple idea of ​​not letting Zhang Zhiwei make a wasted trip, Ding Hai threw the half-petrified walnut to him: "This is what the old king has.

I don't know where it came from, so I'll just consider it as a souvenir of my visit."

With his eyes slightly open, King Xian watched helplessly as his treasure was divided up by two shameless robbers, but he dared not say a word.

If possible, he would also like to be like the three hells outside, lying obediently in his coffin and quietly waiting for the final moment to come.

I dare not even think about the possibility of him reviving himself and getting out of the coffin.

When Zhang Zhiwei heard Ding Hai say that he wanted to keep it as a souvenir, he did not refuse and reached out to take the half-petrified walnut.

After dividing the stolen goods, the two men stood in front of the open coffin and began to comment on King Xian's sea of ​​consciousness one after another.

"I think the consciousness in the sea of ​​consciousness is no longer the original consciousness of King Xian. No one can live for more than two thousand years.

You have to know that before the cave collapsed, the immortals could only live for thirty years at most. "

Zhang Zhiwei did not think that the consciousness that had just used the Zhuchen Pearl to trick him was King Xian's true self.

Even the immortals who are in harmony with the cave heaven cannot live so long. How can a mortal like King Xian live so long?

The snake god's eyes are not capable of this.

If it really had this ability, not to mention its eyeball, the snake god would have to be pulled out of the ghost cave by those ancient gods and given a big bone to make soup.

He felt that the consciousness now curled up in King Xian's sea of ​​consciousness should be a brand new consciousness that was just born in recent years under the influence of the Snake God's eyeball in King Xian's body.

Ding Hai agrees with this. King Xian has no spiritual power, and he has not sacrificed his body as firewood to enhance the essence of his soul through secret techniques.

There is no reason why he could possess a soul essence comparable to that of Yangshen Zhenjun.

However, he and Zhang Zhi maintained a different opinion on the origin of the consciousness in King Xian's sea of ​​consciousness.

Ding Hai suspected that this consciousness was actually an illusory consciousness unconsciously spawned by the Zhuchen Pearl.

It looks real and works just like the real thing, but without the Zhuchen Pearl, it immediately loses its source of power.

In King Xian's sea of ​​consciousness, the spiritual consciousness that was immediately damaged after leaving the Zhuchen Pearl indirectly confirmed Ding Hai's guess.

To this end, Ding Hai also searched King Xian's soul and browsed his memories.

Before obtaining the Snake God's eyeball, King Xian's memory was very vague, and only general images remained in his mind.

But after he got the snake god's eyeball, his memory became like a high-definition video.

Not only does it seem to be completely free of lag, but there are occasional issues with the viewing angle.

In fact, Ding Hai and Zhang Zhiwei also asked King Xian himself about this question.

But King Xian, lying in the coffin, always refused to answer this seemingly rude question.

If I am not King Xian, then who is King Xian?

After studying King Xian thoroughly, the two turned to study the Five-Eyed Tai Sui under their feet.

Unfortunately, this Tai Sui had been completely destroyed by the evil spirit after being washed away by time for two thousand years.

Not to mention being on par with Yue Qiluo, she is not even as good as an ordinary Tai Sui. She can't research anything at all and can only be used to feed Ding Hai's flying zombie.

In fact, Xiao Dingmao was quite envious of this five-eyed Tai Sui. It was a Taotie, a ferocious beast, not a auspicious beast like a dragon, phoenix, or unicorn. So what if it had some evil aura on it?

During the Wei, Jin, Southern and Northern Dynasties, its uncle often followed various armies and ate people in a big way.

Besides, the previous Huo's immortal worm was not very clean, and it still ate a part of it.

Unfortunately, Zhang Zhiwei refused to let it eat the Five-Eyed Tai Sui: "The evil energy accumulated in the body of the Five-Eyed Tai Sui is too heavy.

If you eat it, your strength will be restored to a large extent in a short period of time, and your life span will also be restored, but your mind will be confused.

Under the impact of the massive amount of evil energy, your humanity will be washed away and only your animal nature will remain, turning you into a wild beast that only knows how to eat."

"I am originally a ferocious beast. The Taotie clan was born to eat. There is nothing wrong with changing back?" Little Dingmao was puzzled.

"You think it doesn't matter if it changes back, but to us it's a big deal." Zhang Zhiwei tried to continue persuading Xiao Dingmao.

Seeing this, Ding Hai, who was calming down King Xian and making his flying zombie eat happily, said to Little Ding Cat directly, "Old Zhang can tolerate you because you have humanity and can communicate.

If you degenerate into a wild beast and spend every day eating, Mr. Zhang may tolerate you at first, because after all, you are his pet.

But he will get annoyed after a while. If you accidentally eat some people and break Lao Zhang's rules, how long do you think we can tolerate you?"

Hearing Ding Hai's indifferent words without any emotion, the little Ding cat stopped making trouble immediately.

It has almost figured out the temper of its master Zhang Zhiwei. As long as he accepts it, he will stuff all the good things into its mouth.

They really want to hit it, but they also protect its shortcomings.

But it was different for Ding Kai. The little Ding cat's animal instinct told it that the reason Ding Kai treated it well was purely because of Zhang Zhiwei's consideration.

But Zhang Zhiwei's face in front of Ding Hai is limited. If he makes him angry, he might really kill him.

"You are afraid that my humanity will be overwhelmed by the resentment, so why aren't you afraid that Xiao Fei will also lose his humanity." Little Dingmao didn't dare to confront Ding Hai head-on.

But Xiao Dingmao not only has the courage to whisper and sow discord, but he is also very brave, because this does not violate Ding Kai's bottom line.

Even if Ding Hai knew about it, he would just laugh it off most of the time.

"Xiao Fei? Are you talking about my flying zombie?"

Ding Hai looked at Fei Zhuang, who was lying on King Xian and constantly plundering his strength, and smiled and replied to Little Ding Cat: "Because I have never had good intentions towards it.

It knows this, and I know this too, so along the way, it will actively seize every opportunity to madly improve itself, just to turn against me one day. "

"Are you crazy?" It was the first time that Little Dingmao felt that Ding Hai was so unreasonable.

It’s not that it has developed feelings for Xiaofei.

Make friends with a zombie, it's not that stupid.

That's just like a sheep making friends with a wolf, or a mouse seeking a cat as its best man.

But it felt that no matter how many thoughts Ding Kai had in his mind, he shouldn't say them in front of Xiao Fei.

After swallowing Huo's immortal worm, Xiao Fei's intelligence is now no less than that of a teenager.

It can understand human language.

By saying this, isn't Ding Hai exposing his intentions to Xiao Fei?
"No one is crazy. Don't underestimate the zombies' perception of danger." Zhang Zhiwei spoke up to defend Ding Hai.

It’s not that Ding Hai doesn’t know how to pretend, but it’s useless no matter how much he pretends.

Undead creatures like flying zombies are no less sensitive to danger than some spiritual beasts.

No matter how much Ding Hai tried to suppress his murderous intent, as long as he didn't give up the idea of ​​turning Xiao Fei into a puppet, Xiao Fei would be able to sense it.

In that case, why bother pretending that you are disgusted even by the sight of yourself?

"Aren't you afraid that Xiaofei will retaliate?" It knew very well how much benefit Xiaofei had gained in King Xian's Tomb.

That is a fortune that other zombies will never get in their lifetime!

With the nourishment of these fortunes, Xiaofei can no longer be considered a pure zombie. It might be more appropriate to call him a demon corpse.

If Ding Hai's idea is followed and King Xian and Five-eyed Tai Sui are also fed to it, Little Ding Cat suspects that Xiao Fei will be able to get close to Hanba.

He is a ruthless guy who can fly in the sky, hide underground, swallow clouds and kill dragons. Isn't he afraid of overturning?

"I can't get it even if I want it." Ding Hai has an accurate estimate of Xiao Fei's current strength.

Even if all the resources in the tomb of King Xian were obtained, it would not be enough to promote him to Hanba.

At most, it will reach the peak of flying zombie.

If the promotion from green zombie to flying zombie is a big hurdle, then the promotion from flying zombie to drought zombie is a disaster.

Xiao Fei has the qualifications to become a drought demon, but qualifications are always just qualifications.

Just like the evaluation of having the posture of Yang God, there are many cultivators in the spiritual world who can get this evaluation every year, but less than eleven of these cultivators can finally enter the Yang God realm.

According to Ding Hai's estimation, if Xiao Fei had three or five more resource points like the Tomb of King Xian, he would probably be able to barely try to break through and become Hanba.

As time goes by, Xiao Fei's strength is growing, but Ding Hai is not going to stop there.

In this case, why worry so much?

Just like Xiao Fei, there is not much it can do before it has the power to counterattack Ding Hai.

The important thing is to seize every opportunity to improve yourself madly, everything else is just a side issue.

Little Dingmao, whose brain circuit couldn't keep up, was confused.

It didn't react until several days later, when it left the looted tomb of King Xian.

I always feel that Ding Hai’s brain is not normal.

After leaving southern Yunnan, Ding Hai and Zhang Zhiwei parted ways.

Little Dingmao now understood Zhang Zhiwei's temper and began to change into a seasoned man. He hesitated for several days before leaving for southern Yunnan.

If we continue traveling at this speed, we won't be able to reach Jiangnan in less than a month or two.

Ding Hai can't afford to waste time, as his master doesn't have much time left.

When there is something important to do, a delay can be excused.

If you waste time without doing anything important, isn't that just wasting your life?

After taking out a coffin and placing Xiaofei in it, Ding Hai quickly rushed towards Maoshan while gnawing on the human-shaped meat ball.

Just half a day later, Ding Hai, who had eaten all the meat leeks, returned to his master's courtyard.

After swallowing the sweet and crispy meat ball in his mouth, Ding Hai pushed the door open and walked in.

Qianhe, who was practicing martial arts in the courtyard, saw that the person coming was his senior brother whom he hadn't seen for several months, and immediately smiled happily.

"Just focus on practicing your skills and don't be distracted. I have something to do with my master. I'll give you something good later." Seeing that Qianhe had already practiced halfway, Ding Hai interrupted his plan to stop.

After receiving Ding Hai's instructions, although Qianhe really wanted to reminisce with her senior brother, she still continued to practice as he said.

Walking into the main room of the courtyard and looking at Qing Yunzi who was getting thinner, Ding Hai opened his mouth and wanted to say something of concern, but he just couldn't say it.

"Okay, stop standing there. How is brother Wang Wu's funeral going?" Taoist Qingyun knew that Ding Hai was not good at expressing his filial piety, so he immediately helped his eldest disciple out.

After seeing that his master had seen his filial piety through his embarrassment, Ding Hai simply stopped doing superficial work.

"The night before I left, Master Wang Wu's head was retrieved. On the third day, under the arrangement of the Tianjin hero Huo Yuanjia and Master Qin from the Iron Blade Sect, Master Wang Wu was buried in a beautiful place."

"The White Cloud Temple in the capital recently communicated with the sect and said that the Empress Dowager in the palace might have been replaced by someone else. Is this...?"

"I did it. I was traveling with Zhang Zhiwei, one of the Dragon and Tiger Twins. He was also seeking revenge on the Demon Queen for other reasons and bumped into me by chance.

The two of us joined forces with a Yangshen-level eunuch in the palace who had long wanted to seize power and usurp the throne, and killed the last remaining cultivators in the Qing court.

I cut off the Demon Queen's head and sent it to Master Wang Wu's grave as a sacrifice." Ding Hai frankly admitted that he had killed the Demon Queen.

"You are too impulsive... Alas!" Taoist Qingyun wanted to say something, but in the end he could only sigh.

After spending more than a decade in the spiritual world of Beijing, how could he not know how deep Qingting's background was?

There are dozens of Yin Gods, and even some Yang God-level combat power.

What realm was Ding Hai at when he went north? He fought with the Yin God and avoided being hunted down by the Yang God.

Poor child!

"It'll be good if you come back, it'll be good if you come back."

After repeating it twice, Taoist Qingyun did not continue to ask questions. His disciple had grown up, and it was time to give him some face.

The next question he would ask would be how his disciple managed to escape death from the powerful Qingting Yangshen.

Just by looking at the fact that Ding Hai took several months to come back, Taoist Qingyun could guess that there must have been unspeakable tears of sadness involved.

"You will have to talk to your Uncle Qingsong about this later. After all, you brought disaster upon the sect because of your momentary impatience. It will not be good if you don't inform the sect."

Taoist Qingyun's words left Ding Hai confused for a moment.

Was his plan to assassinate the Demon Queen exposed?
When you came back, didn’t you see that the Qing court sent heavy troops to surround Maoshan?

Ding Hai, who didn't know that he had made a mistake with his master, hurriedly got up and rushed to the Foreign Affairs Office. If his identity was really leaked, he would have to take responsibility for it.

In the Foreign Affairs Institute, after hearing Ding Hai's intention, Master Qingsong looked at Ding Hai who had revealed the truth without saying a word in front of him, and began to doubt his original decision.

Is it really a good idea to let him be one of the Five Heroes of Maoshan?

No, is it really a good idea to let him trace his roots and return to Maoshan?
"You said that you and Zhang Zhiwei teamed up to kill a Yangshen Realm dragon."

"Correct."

"You also said that you and Zhang Zhiwei teamed up to destroy a puppet made by a human martial saint."

"Yes."

"Are you sure that you and Zhang Zhiwei teamed up with a Yangshen Realm eunuch to kill another Yangshen eunuch who practiced the flying needle technique?"

"I am sure."

After confirming it again and again, Master Qingsong rubbed his temple fiercely and said, "Don't even mention me. Even the Baiyun Temple in the capital hasn't figured out who killed the Demon Queen.

You handled this matter very cleanly and did not bring any negative impact to the sect. As long as those who know about it do not tell others, it will not be a big problem.

In addition, without the combat power of the Yangshen Realm, Qing Ting was no longer able to retaliate against the sect.

So, this matter can be put to rest in my opinion, and in the sect. Is there anything else? If not, please leave first. I want to discuss something with your head master."

"Nothing major, but there are two minor things I want to report to you, Uncle."

After hearing that Qing Ting didn't know his identity, Ding Hai realized that he and his master had misunderstood each other, and this trip was in vain.

Since he was already here, Ding Hai told Qingsong that he had raised a flying zombie, and that an old snake god wanted to abandon his old body and return to the human world.

Qingsong's temple, who thought it was a trivial matter, began to throb again.

The matter of the flying zombie is indeed a trivial matter. As long as you can show your merits, the sect can help erase the flying zombie's consciousness and train it into a puppet that can accommodate the Yin God.

But the matter of the snake god is no small matter. Anything involving the six heavenly ghosts is never simple.

"The Eye of the Snake God was brought to the Tianshi Mansion in Longhu Mountain by Zhang Zhiwei. Well, well, we are not afraid now that there is someone leading us."

Master Qingsong, whose mood was fluctuating, almost laughed out loud when he heard that Zhang Zhiwei had taken the initiative to bring the Eye of the Snake God back to Longhu Mountain.

"Okay, go back, I will contact Longhushan about this matter.

As for the matter of making puppets, you should discuss it with Junior Brother Qingyun.

If he can accept using a flying zombie body as a puppet, you can just focus on preparing for the merits."

After explaining what he had done during his absence, Ding Hai returned to his master's courtyard: "Master, you are really good at scaring people."

After complaining a little, Ding Hai repeated to his master what he had just said to Master Qingsong.

Upon hearing that Ding Hai was not going north to assist others but to act as the main assassin, Taoist Qingyun fell silent.

The disciple was too good, which was a bad thing. He often caused trouble and scared his heart so much that it started beating irregularly.

"By the way, you just said outside that you wanted to give Chizuru a big gift, what is it?"

Taoist Qingyun abruptly changed the subject. He was afraid that if he continued the conversation, his disciple would just spread his hands and talk to him.

Master, I won’t pretend anymore. I’m going to tell you the truth. In fact, I have already become an immortal.

Ding Hai, who didn't know that his master was complaining about him, took out two blood-blue rings and placed them in front of Taoist Qingyun.

“This is the storage ring I made when I was in southern Yunnan. The internal space is about 100 cubic meters.

In the left ring, I put some medicinal herbs and some worldly goods.

This is prepared for Qianhe, so that he can fully support our evil-slaying lineage.

In the ring on the right are some rare treasures from heaven and earth and elixirs.

Master, if you can use these things, keep them for yourself. If you can't, keep them for Qianhe."

Taoist Qingyun could see that the things in these two storage rings were actually prepared for Qianhe.

However, the item in the ring delivered to him was of too high a value, and Qianzuru held it in her hand like a child holding gold in a busy market.

Taoist Qingyun really wanted to say to Ding Hai that you will have disciples and grand disciples in the future, so you can’t give all the good things to Qianhe.

Qianhe has obtained all the inherited magical weapons of the Xie-Slaying lineage, and can live well without your support.

"Don't worry, I have something better." Ding Hai guessed what his master was going to say, and stretched out his hand to show the storage ring on his ring finger that looked more exquisite.

He was not trying to be pretentious. This time, he gave Chizuru some resources that he had no use for.

After he came back, he didn't even mention the top-notch treasures that were useful to him, such as Kunlun fetus and Yue Qiluo.

Taoist Qingyun saw that Ding Hai looked sincere and not fake, so he took the two storage rings on the table and said, "It's good that you know what's going on."

"Oh, Master, I caught a flying zombie this time. Your life span is almost over and your body has withered.

I would like to ask the master weapon refiner in the sect to make this flying zombie into a puppet, so that you can have something to rely on when you live out your life in the future. What do you think, Master?"

When he heard the word "flying zombie" from Ding Hai's mouth, Taoist Qingyun was already numb.

Although he broke through to the Yin Shen Realm, he was still at the bottom of the Yin Shen Realm.

Even if he took all the belongings of the Xie-Slaying lineage, he could not guarantee that he could defeat a flying zombie.

Unexpectedly, the eldest disciple was actually going to give him a flying zombie as a puppet body.

Taoist Qingyun felt proud of Ding Hai and his face unconsciously turned a little red.

"Master appreciates your kindness, but I don't think it's necessary. Since you have already gone to the underworld, it is better to maintain your Yin body." Taoist Qingyun is not used to occupying someone else's nest and using someone else's body as his own.

Even if this 'someone' is a zombie.

Ding Hai pondered for a moment and advised: "Master, please consider it again.

Although the Judge of the Underworld has a divine position to protect him, so that his body does not dissipate, it is still not as convenient as having a physical body that can be flexibly controlled.

The zombie I caught has reached the peak of the flying zombie realm, and its walking, sitting, and lying are no different from those of a normal person."

After listening to Ding Hai's persuasion, Taoist Qingyun still chose to refuse.

Seeing this, Ding Hai realized that his master really didn't have this idea and stopped trying to persuade him.

The master and disciple chatted for a while, and then Taoist Qingyun asked Ding Hai to go back to his own courtyard to rest. Qianhe often went to clean that courtyard.

He knew that although Ding Hai had gained a lot from this experience, he was also physically and mentally exhausted.

Just now, when Ding Hai went to the Ministry of Foreign Affairs to find Master Qingsong to explain, he instructed Qianhe to send a bathtub and a few buckets of hot water to the courtyard.

Prepare to let Ding Hai take a good bath to relieve the physical and mental fatigue.

When Ding Hai returned at this time, there was just enough time for Chizuru to finish everything.

After receiving instructions from his master, Ding Hai bowed and took his leave.

The communication between this pair of master and disciple ended, but the communication between another pair of brothers on Mount Mao had just begun.

After Master Qingsong found Master Qinghai, he told him everything that Ding Hai had done during that period.

After hearing what Ding Hai had done during this period, Qinghai Zhenren was also a little shocked.

But fortunately, there was nothing left for them to clean up, so they comforted Master Qingsong and said, "Brother, when we were young, didn't we also make a lot of mistakes?"

“If young people want to grow up quickly, they have to go out and explore the world, but if they go out and explore the world, they will inevitably get into trouble.

It's good enough that Ding Hai can clean up his mess himself, I don't think it's necessary to criticize him too much."

Master Qingsong nodded and agreed with Master Qinghai's opinion, because they had gone through the same thing back then.

"I'm not going to pick on Ding Kai for these things, but I'm thinking, how can we help him right now?"

"Help? Yes, he was able to fight against the True Lord Yangshen without being defeated. It is indeed inappropriate to train him in the same way as training a disciple."

Taoist Qinghai nodded, thinking that his good junior fellow apprentice was very thoughtful.

“As for the techniques, the Shangqing Dadong Sutra is not passed down except to the successor of the sect leader, so Ding Hai’s background is a problem.

He returned to Neimao from Waimao to perform the ancestral recognition ceremony.

According to the rules set by the ancestors, no matter what level he has reached in his cultivation, his status can only be that of an ordinary elder.

In terms of resources, this guy was a little poor when he first went up the mountain, but after these few trips, I'm afraid he's already rich."

"Let him go to the inner treasury. With his strength, he is already capable of accessing knowledge at the Yangshen realm and even the immortal level." True Man Qinghai made the final decision.

Although the knowledge in the inner treasury is not as comprehensive as that in the Sutra Library, the level of knowledge contained therein is top-notch in the entire spiritual world.

In Maoshan, ordinary elders cannot enter and exit the inner treasury freely.

Only a Yin Shen Zhenren at the three-soul level can submit an application and briefly enter to find the answers they want.

"Inner treasury? It suits him quite well." Master Qingsong thought about it and felt that the decision made by his senior brother was really good.

"Besides, isn't the Wushen Village in western Hunan about to open soon? Arrange him to be the team leader and help him solidify his title as the leader of the Five Heroes." After giving him the inside story, Qinghai Zhenren also gave him the face.

"I understand." After discussing with his senior brother how to train Ding Hai, Master Qingsong immediately slipped away, not giving Master Qinghai any chance to retain him.

Just as he was about to instruct his junior fellow apprentice to ask Qingsong Zhenren to do more work, Zhenren Qinghai looked at the figure that disappeared on the path in an instant and ultimately did not have the courage to call out to him.

After successfully avoiding his senior brother, Master Qingsong did not immediately go to find Ding Hai. It was not so easy to enter and exit the inner vault normally.

A pass token and a token of approval are both indispensable.

Three days later, Ding Hai, who had completely recovered, received Master Qingsong who came to visit him in his own courtyard.

After inviting Master Qingsong to sit at the head of the main hall of the courtyard, Ding Hai first served him hot tea, and then curiously asked Master Qingsong: "Uncle Master, what brings you here?

If you need to find me for something, just assign a Taoist fireworker to call me, and I will be there whenever you call."

"I happened to pass by your place and I had nothing to do, so I brought these things to you." As he spoke, Master Qingsong placed the three items in front of Ding Hai.

A token, a token of trust similar to a tiger talisman, and a piece of writing paper.

Looking at the three items on the table, Ding Hai was puzzled. It seemed that he had not done anything for the sect recently.

"The token and the Kanhe token are the credentials for entering the inner treasury. I think you should know what is in the inner treasury, so I won't tell you more.

The envelope contains all the intelligence information about the Wushen Village in western Hunan. The Wushen Village Conference, which is held once every sixty years, is about to begin.

I have discussed with my senior brother and decided that you will lead the team to Xiangxi this time. I hope you can bring honor to our Maoshan at the Wushen Conference. "

Knowing where the inner vault is, Ding Hai really wants the first two items.

But he was not very interested in the third thing: "Master Qingsong, my master is about to reach the end of his life.

During this period of time, I would like to serve my master in the mountains for the last time. The Xiangxi Wushen Village Assembly asks Master Uncle to choose someone else. "

In the short term, Ding Hai really has no plans to go down the mountain.

When he came back this time, he could see his master’s old age without even opening his Sky-Viewing Pupil.

According to his estimation, his master would die in seven to eight months at most.

Even though Taoist Qingyun still has some life left to live after his life on earth ends, Ding Hai still plans to serve his filial duty by his bedside for a while.

“According to convention, the Xiangxi Wushen Village Conference will be held in three months and will generally not last more than a month.

In other words, this sect mission will take you four months at most.

Junior Brother Qingyun will die in eight and a half months. It is too early for you to show your filial piety to him.

It's settled. If you really have any problems, you can ask Junior Brother Qingyun to come and talk to me."

After leaving the notice, Master Qingsong got up and left.

Little guy, if I can't even handle a disciple like you, how can I handle your master?

Watching Master Qingsong walking away, Ding Hai put away the token and Kanhe with a wry smile, then opened the envelope and began to read.

After an incense stick of time, after reading all the information about Wushen Village, he put down the envelope and seemed to be thinking about something.

Nowadays, the Miao and Han people live together in western Hunan, and there is no distinction between the mature Miao and the unmarried Miao people. However, this was not the case thousands of years ago.

At that time, the boundaries in Xiangxi were clearly divided between the Miao and Han peoples.

At that time, there were nine most prestigious villages among the Miao people in western Hunan.

Not only is it famous in the secular world and supports the Miao people's sky, it also has a great reputation in the spiritual world. It is the strongest Black Miao village besides Sandong Miao Village.

Among them, the most precious treasure of Wushen Village, which is hidden in the deepest part of the mountains in western Hunan, is said to be a battle flag of the Lord of Soldiers passed down from ancient times.

According to records, the chief priest of Wushen Village once used this battle flag to lead the Miao soldiers of Jiuzhai to subdue all the monsters and demons in western Hunan.

In that battle, the Miao soldiers from Jiuzhai killed so many people that the Xiang River turned red for three days. Several demons and monsters that were comparable to the Yangshen realm died under that battle flag.

But not long after, problems arose in the nine large villages that were once as famous as the Sandong Miao Village.

It seems that the leader of Wushen Village dug up something that shouldn't have been dug up deep in the mountains of western Hunan.

The nine great villages, which were at their peak, are all buried in the mountains of western Hunan.

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