Chapter 137 The Current Situation in the Capital, Hidden Corpse Qi (Subscription Request)
As he spoke, a strong fighting spirit that had not been erupted for many years rose up from Wu Chenzi.

The whole person seems so oppressive!
Seeing his senior brother making such a fuss, the Great Elder was a little hesitant, because he also wanted to go...

"Ahem, Senior Brother, I wonder if I can also go to the capital to help?"

Wu Chenzi shook his head mercilessly.

“Junior brother, if the Qing imperial family really turns into zombies, I’m afraid that there will be unchangeable bones. Although my cultivation is not weak, it is indeed not enough to fight against the unchangeable bones.

What's more, there is nothing in Maoshan that cannot be handled without my junior brother.

Be obedient, I can go alone this time."

After Wu Chenzi finished speaking, he did not hide the desire for battle in his eyes, and turned into a stream of light and headed towards the northern world.

Only the great elder was left standing there with a somewhat stiff expression.

After a long time, he finally smiled helplessly.

"Brother, brother, I knew you couldn't sit still. It's true that a master teaches his disciples like him. Well, Maoshan really can't do without an old Taoist priest.

Let me see, Junior Brother, if the two Jindan Zhenjuns of Maoshan go to the capital in person, can they uproot the entire Qing imperial family and shock the world!"

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Wu Chenzi would not listen to the helpless words of his junior brother. After leaving Maoshan, he hurried towards the capital.

Wu Chenzi guessed that his disciples might have already arrived in the capital. After all, Shi Jian's sword flying was much faster than his.

In fact, this is indeed the case.

Beijing.

As the imperial capital of the entire China for hundreds of years, the population of the capital is undoubtedly huge.

Although the capital city is no longer controlled by the Qing imperial family, it is still occupied by warlords.

At the gate of the capital, Shi Jian was approaching the gate with a calm expression, looking at the towering city tower in front of him and the endless stream of people and merchants coming and going.

Shi Jian was relieved. At least for now, the Qing royal family should not have directly torn open the faces of zombies and slaughtered all the people in the capital.

In this way, as long as all potential crises can be eliminated after a thorough investigation, there will not be too many casualties among the people.

At the city gate, as usual, the warlord's soldiers were standing guard.

When these soldiers saw Shi Jian walking towards them from a distance, their eyes suddenly lit up with gold!

"Er Gouzi, look, is that a Taoist priest?"

The most sharp-eyed soldier among them became excited when he saw Shi Jian wearing a Taoist robe.

"That's true, Brother Daniu. The Marshal has been looking for Taoist priests and monks recently. If we present this to the Marshal, he might be happy and we two brothers will have endless wealth and glory in the future!"

Thinking so, when Shi Jian arrived at the city gate, the two of them came directly in front of Shi Jian in a flattering manner.

"Master, where are you from?"

The soldier named Daniu asked the question very sincerely, without any of his usual soldierly characteristics.

In addition to the fact that his commander was recruiting Taoists and monks everywhere, it was more because of the unfathomable feeling that Shi Jian gave him.

Although Shi Jian hadn't said a word along the way, he could feel a mysterious sense of oppression coming towards him.

This feeling is much stronger than facing one's own commander-in-chief!
Therefore, he cannot afford to take it lightly...

Seeing that the other party was quite smart, Shi Jian did not show any change in expression.

He just replied with two words.

"Maoshan!"

"Oh my, so you are the immortal master from Mount Mao. I have heard that the current head of Mount Mao, Shi Jian Zhenjun, is the only immortal on earth in the world.

In the city of Hangzhou, in the West Lake, the man-eating white snake monster was killed by Maoshan Shijian Zhenjun with heavenly thunder!
Since you are from Mount Mao, I believe you also know some magical powers."

As he spoke, the soldier named Daniu saw that Shi Jian's face remained calm, so he breathed a sigh of relief and began to express his purpose.

"Master, you have come to the capital at the perfect time. Our commander-in-chief needs the assistance of a talented person like you.

If the Immortal Master is willing to go and see our commander, let me tell you something unpleasant. In this vast world, the Immortal Master will surely become extremely wealthy and powerful!"

Shi Jian certainly wasn't interested in what the soldier said.

Wealth and power are of no use to him. If he really wants them, wouldn't it be easy with his strength in the late Jindan period?

Why do we need others to give us...

The reason why he stopped to listen to what the soldier said was simply that he wanted to meet the commander-in-chief who controlled the capital to see if he knew about the situation of the Qing royal family.

After entering the capital, Shi Jian discovered that his spiritual sense could not extend very far and the distance of his exploration was extremely limited.

This may be because there is a natural formation in the capital city that can avoid being detected by divine sense, or perhaps the place where China's luck gathers blocks the detection by divine sense.

Even so, the faint smell of corpse in the void still cannot be concealed!
I think it is very likely that the Qing imperial family really turned into zombies.

In this way, if the marshal who controls the capital knew the situation, he could ask him to persuade the people of the capital to temporarily stay away from the hiding place of the Qing royal family after they turned into zombies.

After all, if the dragon energy of a dynasty contains corpse energy, there must be something wrong with the dragon's birthplace outside the Great Wall. I'm afraid that all the emperors buried in the Qing Dynasty could not avoid this fate...

Shi Jian didn't think that these emperors, who had been nourished by dragon energy for hundreds of years and had great fortune, would become weak after turning into zombies.

I'm afraid it may appear even if the bones don't melt!

Once a fierce battle breaks out, ordinary people will inevitably suffer, and they will need to be guided in advance.

After taking a slow look at the other person, Shi Jian suddenly smiled faintly.

"In that case, I can go meet your commander-in-chief. Lead the way!"

Shi Jian's words were full of a tone that could not be refused. For some unknown reason, the soldier named Daniu began to tremble and lead the way for Shi Jian in front.

After entering the city gate, what comes into view is the dazzling array of goods on the streets of the capital, with common people and merchants coming and going everywhere.

Shi Jian followed behind the soldiers, but he was not noticed. After all, during this period of time, the soldiers at the city gate brought back at least eighty Taoists and monks.

People have become accustomed to it and turn a blind eye to it.

Inside the Forbidden City.

As a former imperial palace, it has now become the office of warlords.

"Damn it, when has Lao Zhang ever been threatened like this?
It would be fine if the Japanese didn't give me, Zhang, face. Their guns and artillery are so powerful that I, Zhang, have nothing to say. But how dare these eunuchs, a bunch of stinky bannermen, shit on my head?

Don’t wait for me, Old Zhang, to invite a powerful wizard, otherwise…”

Having said this, Marshal Zhang, who was originally full of energy, suddenly lowered his voice.

Yes, he is feeling extremely uncomfortable now. He thought he could get whatever he wants after taking over the capital city, but he never expected that the entire capital city is not easy to control at all.

That group of Manchu bannermen and royal nobles were making trouble almost all the time and simply did not obey the orders of Marshal Zhang.

They even used zombies and other evil spirits to force him to compromise. Marshal Zhang, who had fought his way out of a sea of ​​blood and corpses, naturally could not swallow this humiliation.

So during this period of time, he has been looking for powerful Taoist priests and monks, hoping to get rid of all these Manchu nobles.

Just when Marshal Zhang was feeling uncomfortable, the adjutant who was guarding outside ran in excitedly.

"Marshal, Marshal!
Good news, the soldiers standing guard at the city gate have invited a Maoshan Taoist priest. I just took a quick look at him and his demeanor is even more oppressive than yours, Marshal.

Most likely he has real skills, Marshal, do you want to go and take a look?"

The adjutant looked excited. He knew what was bothering his commander, so he rushed over to bring him the good news.

When he heard that it was the immortal master from Maoshan, Marshal Zhang immediately felt particularly happy.

"Damn it! Finally, I, Zhang, have found a capable person. I, Zhang, will make these bastards pay for what they have done this time!"

After that, Marshal Zhang also followed his adjutant to the palace gate with excitement, wanting to meet the immortal master from Maoshan.

In front of the palace gate, Shi Jian stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the Forbidden City that had gone through hundreds of years of wind and frost, and couldn't help but sigh at the vicissitudes of time.

No matter how powerful a dynasty is, there will come a day when it comes to its end. In a blink of an eye, its glory will be gone, and even everything will be destroyed.

"Master, please wait a moment, our commander will be here soon!"

Da Niu beside Shi Jian was also very excited at this moment, waiting for his commander to come and meet this Maoshan Immortal Master, who knew what benefits he would give him.

Shi Jian remained silent, looking ahead. After a while, a car slowly drove over.

"Master, the Marshal is here!"

Da Niu shouted excitedly, while Shi Jian waited quietly for the other party to arrive.

After getting off the car, Marshal Zhang looked at Shi Jian, who was wearing a black and white yin-yang Taoist robe in front of him.

"May I ask if you, Taoist priest, are you the immortal master from Mount Mao?"

Marshal Zhang asked cautiously. After all, he had experienced this kind of thing countless times. Either the people who came were liars or they were just average in strength and became blood food for the zombies.

Therefore, some suspicion is normal.

Shi Jian looked at the general in front of him who was surrounded by a murderous aura and smiled faintly.

"As a warlord, I never thought that one day you would have such fear and anxiety in your eyes. I really don't know what you have done in all these years of bloodshed and corpses."

Shi Jian shook his head. He could tell that besides suspicion, the other party also had a hint of uneasiness and fear deep in his heart.

Shi Jian didn't know about Marshal Zhang's recent experiences, but when Marshal Zhang heard this, his face suddenly looked a little embarrassed.

"Master, it's not that I'm afraid. If it were an ordinary mortal body, I'd be the first to rush up and fight, but...

The guys threatening me are a bunch of zombies. Bullets are useless, and swords are also useless!"

　Today, I updated 10,000 words, which feels a bit too little...

Ahem, four updates have 12,000 words, which is too much. I actually feel that three updates have 10,000 words, which is too little. I am just being too proud.

About Marshal Zhang and so on, but not the one from Northeast China. I really don’t dare to write things involving too much modern history. The editor has warned me several times that it would be very dangerous to involve such things.

There is no other way but to weaken the historical background...

　
(End of this chapter)