"Take a look, these freshly baked meat buns..."

"Girl, don't miss it if you pass by!"

In the streets of the county town, Li Yingqi was overwhelmed by all the newfangled gadgets in the secular world, and the dazzling array of goods made Li Yingqi stop and admire them constantly.

As for Shi Jian, he still stayed in the clouds in the void, with his eyes slightly closed, absorbing the spiritual energy of the surrounding heaven and earth to strengthen himself.

Gradually, as a breeze blew by, Shi Jian's originally calm heart began to tremble. He didn't know what was wrong with him, and his mind was difficult to calm down.

When he closed his eyes, blurry figures gradually became clear. They were his fellow apprentice brothers, Lin Fengjiao, Si Mu, and so on. They all looked at him with hopeful eyes, as if they were going to come and reunite with him in the next second.

Before Lin Fengjiao and the others disappeared, a figure that blocked out the sky and the sun gradually emerged. It was the body of the Seventh Ancestor!
"Shi Jian boy, I am coming to find you!"

As the words fell, the originally solid figures disappeared, and Shi Jian, who had been meditating with his eyes closed, suddenly opened his eyes.

“Hoo…Hoo~Hoo!”

Shi Jian was breathing heavily, with beads of sweat on his forehead gradually flowing down both sides. Shi Jian didn't know what was wrong with him. This was actually not the first time he had dreamed of the Seventh Ancestor during meditation.

Taking a deep breath, Shi Jian's gaze became subtle.

"It has been 20 to 30 years since I left the zombie world. After such a long time, I don't know what Maoshan has become now, and whether that brat Lin Fengjiao has managed Maoshan well.

And my parents..."

Thinking of this, Shi Jian lost the mood to continue practicing. The road to becoming a strong man is bound to be lonely. From his practice to now, Shi Jian has met too many people, even his own fellow apprentices. As time passed, they were ultimately unable to keep up with his practice pace. They fell behind step by step, and had fallen behind step by step. Until today's result, Shi Jian was powerless to do anything, let alone change anything.

“I hope you can all come to this world!”

Shaking his head, Shi Jian didn't think any more. He glanced at Li Yingqi in the county town below, and soon a bright smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

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Zombie world.

Two days passed in a flash, and the entire Maoshan fell into deathly silence during these two days. Two days ago, Maoshan's headmaster Lin Fengjiao issued an edict to the world, notifying all Maoshan disciples stationed outside the country to set out overnight and rush back to Maoshan. Although many disciples did not understand what had happened, they all returned to Maoshan within two days according to the instructions of headmaster Lin Fengjiao.

In the Elders' Hall, Lin Fengjiao still sat high in the first seat, looking at the densely packed disciples below, slowly exhaling a breath, her expression calm and serious, full of majesty as a headmaster.

"Dear elders, have all the disciples stationed in various places returned to Maoshan?"

As Lin Fengjiao asked, the elders of each hall who were responsible for this matter nodded one after another.

"Reporting to Master Brother, all the disciples stationed outside Maoshan have returned today. There are 365 outer disciples and 49 inner disciples. All the elders have gathered. Please give the order, Master Brother!"

Qianhe's answer was powerful and everyone was assured of what he did.

Nodding secretly, Lin Fengjiao couldn't help but look up to Qianhe. He was indeed the junior brother who almost became the head of Maoshan. In this regard, there was really nothing to say. Of course, these were not the main points. Now that all the disciples of Maoshan had gathered, it was time to set off for the Kunlun barrier!
"All disciples, listen up. In addition to bringing your own magic weapons, each of you should bring one or two tablets of the ancestors in the ancestral hall. In one hour, all of you will set off for Kunlun!"

Since they were going to that world, there was no need to carry any extra things with them. All of Maoshan's books, skills and magical powers had already been stored in Lin Fengjiao's space ring. As for mundane things like gold, silver and jewelry, there was no need to carry too much. All of Maoshan's industries had already been secretly handed over to the current court.

The tablet of the ancestor must be carried with them, so that when they arrive in Kunlun, the ancestor of Maoshan in the underworld will appear beside them in an instant, which saves time and reduces risks.

Hearing what Master Lin Fengjiao said, both the outer and inner disciples were shocked. They really couldn't understand why Maoshan, which was now at its peak, would leave this Feng Shui treasure land overnight.

Everyone started to have wild thoughts and guesses in their minds. Except for the elders of Maoshan, all the disciples were unaware of the matter of leaving this world. They guessed that either the sect was relocated or all the strength of the sect was put into slaying demons and eliminating monsters. But no matter which guess it was, it sounded extremely unreasonable.

"Hey!

What are you guys standing there for? Hurry up and act on what the Master said!"

Following Simu's roar, the Maoshan disciples who were originally stunned began to pack up and prepare.

It only took half an hour for all the disciples to finish packing, and most of them had a tablet on their backs.

Seeing that everything was ready, Lin Fengjiao, as the headmaster, gave an order and hundreds of people headed towards Kunlun.

The same situation also happened in Longhu Mountain!

Seven days later, in a strange valley in Kunlun, when Lin Fengjiao and her companions set foot in the valley, they felt the rich spiritual energy of heaven and earth in the void coming towards them.

"Hahaha, Sect Leader Lin arrived really quickly. All of my Longhu Mountain elders and disciples rushed over and finally caught up with him."

Accompanied by a hearty laughter coming from behind, Lin Fengjiao was not surprised at all. Originally, Maoshan had no intention of taking Longhushan away with it, but the founder of Longhushan in the underworld always had a close connection with Maoshan.

The friendship between the two factions spanning thousands of years is difficult to sever...

So the Fourth Patriarch acquiesced to this action.

"Master Zhang has arrived just in time. Now that both factions have gathered, we should quickly start preparing. Time is running out and we cannot afford to waste any time!"

On the Longhu Mountain side, there is also a team of hundreds of people, led by a middle-aged Taoist priest, who is Zhang Zhiwei, the new Heavenly Master of Longhu Mountain!

Every move he made was quite extraordinary, and beside him was Zhang Jingxu, the former great elder of Longhu Mountain.

"In that case, let's get started..."

Zhang Zhiwei didn't waste any words. After he finished speaking, the group of Longhushan disciples behind him began to place the statues of their ancestors in front. The same thing happened on the Maoshan side. Soon, nearly a thousand statues of the two sects had been placed.

"Disciple Lin Fengjiao!"

"Disciple Zhang Zhiwei!"

"Welcome the Grandmaster!"

As the two of them silently recited the incense in their hands, they gradually burned, and the Four Ancestors in the underworld also felt it.

Inside the Great Hall of the Wheel-Turning King, in addition to the ancestors of Mount Mao, all the ancestors of Mount Longhu were present, and everyone's eyes were on the Fourth Patriarch of Mount Mao sitting on the throne!
In just a moment, the Fourth Patriarch stood up. "I am the Lord of the Ten Palaces of the Underworld, the King of the Wheel of Revelation. In the name of the King of the Wheel of Revelation, I deprive you of your positions in the underworld. From now on, you are no longer souls of the underworld!"

As the Fourth Patriarch said this, the entire underworld was instantly in turmoil. Nine of the Ten Kings of Hell looked towards the Hall of the Wheel-Turning King in disbelief. This came too suddenly, and no one would have thought that all the disciples of Maoshan would be deprived of their underworld positions.

His words were followed by the law. Not to mention the ordinary ancestors of Maoshan and Longhushan, even the Seventh Patriarch, as the chief judge under the throne of the Wheel-Turning King, had his divinity instantly stripped away, and the seal hanging around his waist also turned into nothingness.

Everyone is now a wandering ghost...

However, everyone's eyes did not change at all. At the same time, they all felt the call of the tablet in the world of the living.

After doing all this, the Fourth Patriarch's lips turned slightly pale. To abolish so many official positions at once with just his words was something that even the Fourth Patriarch found difficult to handle.

"Don't just stand there, leave the underworld quickly, head to Kunlun, and take the younger ones away!"

After saying this, the Fourth Patriarch waved his hand, and the entire Hall of the Wheel-Turning King was enveloped by a powerful magical power, and all the secrets of heaven within a hundred miles were blocked.

No matter how reluctant they are, at this point, they cannot afford to be negligent.

Whoosh whoosh!
Countless streams of light disappeared in the Hall of the Wheel-Turning King, and when they reappeared, they had arrived in Kunlun and appeared in front of their respective tablets in the valley, including the Seventh Ancestor!
"I'll wait to see the ancestor!"

All the disciples, whether from Maoshan or Longhushan, knelt down in unison. The shadows before them were the ancestors of their two sects!

"Okay, we can't stay too long, let's go now!"

The Seventh Ancestor had the final word and at this moment had absolute say. Even the ancestors of Mount Longhu had no intention of objecting.

As he spoke, the Seventh Patriarch waved his hand, and streams of extremely pure Yin energy enveloped all the disciples of the two sects!
Until now, the disciples of the two sects still don't understand the purpose of their trip...

But soon, with the Seventh Ancestor taking the lead, everyone involuntarily followed the Seventh Ancestor towards the space tunnel in the distance that was shining with colorful light.

It took the two factions less than ten minutes from arrival to departure. In the underworld, the Hall of the Wheel-Turning King was deserted. Except for the Four Patriarchs of Maoshan, there was no one else there.

Seeing that all his plans had been completed, the Fourth Patriarch finally felt relieved and looked exceptionally calm. However, there was a hint of envy and regret in the depths of his eyes that could not be concealed.

Soon, powerful spiritual consciousness swept through the Hall of the Wheel-Turning King. They were the spiritual consciousness of the Yama Kings from other halls, and even the King of Hell was hiding among them.

In response to this, the Fourth Patriarch smiled faintly, looking completely indifferent, and allowed the Yama Kings of other halls to investigate.

"Humph!

Damn it, where have all those guys from Maoshan gone? Revoking their priesthood is such a big deal."

"Not only that, the group of people from Longhu Mountain also disappeared..."

Gradually, the Hall of the Wheel-Turning King fell silent. Today was a day of tremendous changes in the entire underworld. Whether in heaven, on earth, or in the mortal world, other Yama Kings in the underworld were patrolling, trying to find any trace of Maoshan.

Unfortunately, as long as the Fourth Patriarch didn’t speak, who could have imagined that both sects had already left this world?

The world of Strange Stories from a Chinese Studio, above Mount Maoshan.

Maoshan, which had a clear sky in the last second, was shrouded in yin energy in the next second.

Inside the Patriarch's Hall, Lin Zu was completely dumbfounded. He could feel that the thick yin energy definitely did not come from the underworld, but what kind of ghost cultivator in this world would dare to come to Maoshan to provoke him?
With a loud bang, a huge hole was torn in the sky above Maoshan, and countless auras gradually emerged from the hole.

Among them is the breath of living people, as well as the breath of spirits and souls.

Lin Zu, who had been paying attention to this scene, suddenly had a flash of light in his eyes!
"Humph!

How dare you act so recklessly in Maoshan!"

Without even thinking about it, Lin Zu slapped the air with his palm, as if he wanted to completely fill the hole.

However, as a light laugh came out of the hole, Lin Zu instantly stopped his magical powers.

"Is this... the voice of the Seventh Ancestor?"

Lin Zu was dumbfounded, but soon this guess was confirmed.

"Hahaha, Xiao Linzi, you've grown up. Not only did you not welcome my arrival, but you even wanted to fight me. I really loved you for nothing back then."

As thousands of figures in the cave slowly emerged in the void, Lin Zu finally saw clearly who the people coming were. Who else could it be other than the Seventh Patriarch?
“Seventh Ancestor told us about Senior Brother Lin’s situation. I didn’t believe it at first, but now I’ve seen with my own eyes that Senior Brother Lin has been doing pretty well these years!

Alas, if I had known earlier, I would have followed Senior Brother Lin into this world. Now, a thousand years have passed, Senior Brother Lin has become the ancestor of the Yuanshen stage, while I am still at the peak of the Yuanying stage...

Tsk tsk tsk, I really envy you, my junior fellow apprentice!"

Behind the Seventh Ancestor, a Maoshan ancestor was also inspired. He and Lin Zu were close brothers in the past, but he chose to send his soul into the underworld to practice, while Lin Zu chose an unknown path.

"Junior Brother Chen!"

The more Lin Zu looked, the more shocked he became. It seemed that around the Seventh Ancestor, there were not only living people with weak cultivation, but also a group of fellow apprentices, elders and juniors that he had known in the past.

"Okay, this is not the place to talk, Xiao Linzi, let's find a place to recover first, and I'll explain it to you later."

As the Seventh Patriarch finished speaking, no matter how curious he was, Patriarch Lin suppressed his inner ecstasy and led everyone directly into the Patriarch's Hall.

Half an hour later, as the Seventh Ancestor told Lin Zu everything about the zombie world, Lin Zu suddenly realized. Yes, since they knew that they could continue to practice in this world, they would definitely move their entire clan here.

In the crowd, Lin Fengjiao saw that everyone was a little nervous. She looked around and found that except for the soul ancestors of Maoshan and Longhushan, they could not understand any of the other cultivators present.

There is no way around it. In the Patriarch's Hall, besides Patriarch Lin, there are Elder Zhixian and the others.

They all started at the Spiritualization stage, and the Foundation Building stage was too weak...

(End of this chapter)