The monks of Kotatami Temple, I previously thought that the number was enough, actually compared with various Daoist temples and Yin-Yang Master's hall, the number is still quite small, otherwise the Shenzhao would not have been anxious about needing disciples to sit at the gate due to both internal and external requirements.
Wu Jinlan and his group of scholars fill this gap, creating a situation of mutual support, and even use Fengshui techniques to protect Xian Dong Mountain, achieving a win-win outcome.
However, if both the Golden Wheel and the Martial Monks are completely defeated outside, it would be a major blow to the current Leiping Daoist Temple.
"I will contact the gatehouse to inquire about the investigation," I said before informing Shenzhao that the four regulations mountain is investigating Wu Ling's whereabouts. I also explained to him that, on the surface, the four regulations mountain still do not know Wu Ling's true identity, and asked him not to give away any hints when he met people from the four regulations mountain in the future.
Shenzhao nodded, his voice hoarse, "In that case, I owe you a great debt, young friend Xian Shen."
Without hesitation, I dialed Wu Ling's number and it was still the fourth elder who answered the phone.
I cut to the chase and pretended to be concerned about Wu Ling, asking the fourth elder about any leads.
The fourth elder sighed deeply before telling me that there still isn't any useful information. On the night Wu Ling disappeared, the Yu Tai Daochang itself was vulnerable, with a large number of monks infiltrating and injuring many scholars, and it was unclear whether Wu Ling had been captured.
Including the disciples of Yu Tai Daochang and the four regulations mountain, they are still searching for him.
I said this in a loudspeaker, and Shenzhao could hear it too.
"Rest assured, Xian Shen. If Wu Ling knows how concerned you are about him, he would certainly be very happy. Right now, you are of great importance to our Four Regulations Mountain. Wu Ling is also from the White family's bloodline. Both of you young ones being able to coexist peacefully is a blessing for the mountain gate." The fourth elder continued.
I didn't say too much, otherwise it might arouse unnecessary suspicions.
After the phone call was ended, I looked at Shenzhao again.
"Wu Ling cannot be judged by ordinary means. He took away the Tian Shou Head, and as you mentioned, the act of stealing a life, this young man must have other methods that are unknown to the Yu Tai Daochang and not known by anyone else." After saying this, Shenzhao looked at those tall incense sticks and fell into deep thought.
I flipped through the phone book again, and stopped at the column of Ma Sanjian.
I have called Mao Sanjian's phone number many times, but I can't get in touch with him.
Last time, Han Zizi went to look for Mao Sanjian and saw Wu Ling kneeling outside. After that, Mao Sanjian left Jin Yang.
The waters here are still very deep.
I dialed Mao Sanjian's number again.
As expected, I still couldn't get through to him.
"He is also a scholar, and when people are killing him behind his back, it's only natural for him to hide. The Yu Tai Daochang and the four regulations mountain thought it was a lama or the Black City Temple, but Wu Ling himself knows who the Golden Wheel Elder is. Is that correct?" Old Gong piped up.
"Wu Ling indeed hides deeply, but the Golden Wheel Elder and the martial monks are not just drinking wind from the northwest. Golden Wheel's strength may not be inferior to the bad old second, and Wu Liu can only run around in circles. The bad old second is full of loopholes, and Golden Wheel Elder probably won't have that many problems." Old Gong continued.
"Why can't we get in touch with him?" Shenzhao took a deep breath and asked Old Gong back.
"That's very simple. He has hidden himself in a Fengshui site, and who can contact him? You don't understand this. In the end, there's no need to worry now. It's better to focus on the things in front of you." Old Gong was quite serious for once.
"It seems that I am too concerned and confused. Well, as long as my younger brother succeeds, it is good. If he fails, the Leiping Daoist Temple will not dissolve."
Shenzhao's level of realization is indeed much higher.
Old Gong spoke a few words, and Shenzhao's demeanor calmed down.
"May I trouble Daoist Shenzhao to send a few disciples to help me carry this coffin to the side of Tian Gong Spring."
I pointed to Lao Qin Tou's coffin.
Soon, Shenzhao sent for some disciples to come and carry the coffin into a side room of the main hall.
The cave entrance has been significantly expanded from before and is equipped with an iron gate and heavy locks.
After the coffin was carried inside, there was only a gap of about a palm width on either side. Thanks to the strong martial arts skills of these disciples, only two people at the front and back could carry the coffin; if it were to be carried by a Yin-Yang Master, they would only be able to stare in disbelief.
The journey inside the mountain is dull and boring, until we reach the bottom of Tian Gong Spring, where the disciples put down the coffin and bowed to me in farewell before leaving to return.
Old Gong reminded me to seal the symbols first to prevent Lao Qin Tou's soul from escaping.
I did as he instructed, drawing symbols with blood and covering every inch of the stone room, leaving no blind spots.
Including the door of the stone room, I also sealed it and stuck on the talismans.
After doing all this, I opened the lid of the coffin again.
Lao Qin Tou's body was still covered in blood, as Old Gong explained, the anger was so strong that the blood had not dried.
He instructed me to directly lift Lao Qin Tou's body and put it into the spring.
I immediately shook my head and rejected the idea. Even if Tian Gong Spring is not openly used by various Daoist temples, the people of Leiping Daoist Temple will still need to use it. I have already drunk the water that was boiled with a body, I cannot allow others to drink it as well.
Because of this, I took out Old Gong's night pot and scooped some water to pour into the coffin.
Old Gong was standing by, gnashing his teeth and muttering quietly, saying that he hoped Lao Qin Tou wouldn't blame him, as the night pot was very clean.
I didn't say anything, fully concentrating on watching the changes in Lao Qin Tou's body.
Blood can suppress the three evil spirits, but it cannot root out the problem.
Tian Gong Spring can do it.
The soul of Lao Qin Tou will also be reunified with the three spirits.
It took quite a while, and Tian Gong Spring completely submerged Lao Qin Tou's body. The coffin was made of good quality material, and there was no leakage.
The talisman paper was wet and began to float down from Lao Qin Tou's head.
Instantly, the characters on the talismans became profound.
My line of sight seemed to become distorted, and Lao Qin Tou suddenly stood up straight, standing directly in the coffin.
However, the Lao Qin Tou standing up had no downy feathers on him, a trace of malevolence on his face with a sinister smile, gazing at me.
"Xian Shen, a good apprentice." The voice echoed in the emptiness, laced with a hint of seductive evil. At the same time, Lao Qin Tou reached out his hand and grabbed towards my shoulder!
I closed my eyes and whispered, "Dan Zhu Zheng Lun Qing Jing She."
"Ling Bao Tian Zun, drive away the impurities."
"Tai Guang Shuang Ling You Jing, capture the subtle and profound."
"Peng Jun, Peng Qiao, and Peng Zhi must not leave my body. Capture the supreme Three Heavens of Wu Xian Neng Er and Dao Zi San Neng. The ultimate realm of empty space and natural existence."
"I wash my body with the sun, and refine my form with the moon. True Immortals protect me, and jade maidens assist my form. The Twenty-Eight Constellations follow me in accordance with the code. A thousand evils and ten thousand impurities are driven away by the breath and purified, as urgently as the law commands."
Lao Qin Tou's voice dissipated and disappeared without a trace, and his hand had never touched me.
I opened my eyes again. In the coffin, his body was never standing up. The dead body covered with fluffy feathers floated on the water surface inside the coffin.
His eyes widened and his mouth opened wide as water from Tian Gong Spring flowed into his nose, mouth, eyes, and ears.
The three evil spirits continued to crawl out of his seven apertures, struggling in the water...
A strong and putrid odor was spreading, reminiscent of eradicating the flesh and bones!
However, I felt a few other gazes that were extremely cold.
I suddenly looked up, my eyes wide, but I remained composed.
Three versions of Lao Qin Tou stood in three different positions, each with a distinct expression: some were smiling malevolently, some were cold and serious, and some seemed as still as a deep well, quietly observing me.
Old Gong stopped next to my shoulder, constantly licking his lips and whispering, "This isn't very friendly, the High Heavens Daoists are still a bit more friendly. Your master isn't right... ..."
