Previously, when I sent Ma Sheng to notify all the Daoist temples, I mentioned a crucial point to ensure they would come quickly and without fail. It was that this person would first invoke the Three Martial Masters of Quan Zhang Shan, then point his finger at other Daoist patriarchs, making it hard for anyone to escape unscathed. This is why Zhang Canlang acted first and foremost.
In the same way, not only did I know that Old Gong lacked confidence, but Zhuang Changlang, as well as other immortals, probably also realized this.
"Old nest?" Old Gong rolled his eyes and said, "If his old nest is so easy to find, he wouldn't dare dig up the patriarch at Quanqu Shan, nor would he dig up the elder immortals. Your fancy ideas are absurd, and you want to reach out and grab them. Just wait quietly." In the past, with his insufficient strength, Old Gong never had a low attitude. This time was no exception.
Zhang Changlang did not speak, and the crowd fell silent once again.
After a long time, He Youcai sighed slightly, "When the way is one foot high, the evil grows ten feet tall. In these years, Juqu Mountain has not made any progress and has even fallen behind. The demons cultivated here have become more terrifying. Cloudjin Mountain is the only one among the four temples that has kept its strength intact and has not been disturbed."
Zhang Changlang seemed even more silent. His gaze fell on me, filled with more complexity.
About two hours later, Wei Youming returned, and indeed he had found nothing.
This was within my expectation.
Old Gong's mouth was twitching as he muttered, "Ghost Director has had it too easy these days; he's not doing well." "Ah..." Wu Jinyuan sighed heavily, looking helpless: "Mao You San, as an avatar of the Yin spirit, he can match Mao You San. It's indeed hard for us to hold him back."
Matters have fallen into a stalemate under certain circumstances.
However, my assistant and I did not mention the relocation of the disciples of Juqu Mountain again.
It was Mao Sheng himself who said, "Please go to the Grand Hall and rest first. They need to sort out the damaged remains."
After we returned to the Grand Hall, Zhang Changlang received a call from Tang Wu. Tang Wu had followed the trail to the foot of Juqu Mountain and found nothing.
Our blockade had failed completely.
"No knowledge of this person at all? After all, Mao You San has some rumors in the yin-yang realm." It was Liu Yujie who spoke, his eyebrows knitted tightly. It was evident that the "damage" caused by Ji Kui to the ancient Qiang city was still fresh in their memory, and they definitely did not want a second similar incident to happen.
"If we were all here, the mountain gate would be a bit empty, and he might take advantage of the opportunity to continue to infiltrate?" Zhang Changlang's words seemed to indicate that he wanted to return.
He wanted to leave, which was not unexpected, as he had already stayed at Juqu Mountain for a sufficiently long time.
At this moment, He Youcai looked at me and gave a cough.
I understood what he was reminding me of in my heart.
The whereabouts of the Bazi lineage were not spread to various Daoist temples, but instead, I intended to work together rather than allowing them to be divided and shattered. Now is an ideal opportunity.
But with consecutive setbacks, do we really have enough strength?
Going to someone else's home ground is indeed going to someone else's home to settle accounts, rather than being forced to turn to hell.
"I have something to say to the elders of various Daoist temples, which is closely related to you, Daoist Long Zhuang. Are you in no hurry?" I said to Zhuang Changlang.
Zhang Changlang did not say much; there was more thought in his eyes.
Around midnight, Tang Wu, Shenhao, and Jinlun, along with many disciples, gathered outside the Grand Hall of Juqu Mountain.
Mao Sheng came out from where the immortal's remains were buried, looking still dejected and exhausted.
"Tang Lao." I paid respects to Tang Wu with the utmost respect.
It had been a long time since we last saw each other, but Tang Wu still showed little change and remained in high spirits.
"Ah, Xian Shen, you're doing well, your strength is getting deeper, and you're becoming more profound as a person." Tang Wu seemed quite satisfied.
"Thank you, Tang Lao, for the compliment. I will not continue with the small talk, and I have greeted Xian Shen and Jinlun." After saying this, I did not continue the greetings.
The scars on Jinlun's face were visible, beginning to form scar tissue, making his appearance grotesque.
"Although we have suffered a setback in the current matter, and there are potential dangers in the various Daoist temples, there is no need for you, the immortals, to worry. Each Daoist sect has its own patriarchs. As I was able to force him to retreat from the tomb of a Three Mao Immortal, it is because I can summon the patriarch's presence. He dares not engage in a fierce fight with me, so this matter is not urgent or difficult." After a round of words to review our current situation and ease everyone's mood, my tone became more serious.
"The location of the Bazi family, I have found."
In an abrupt silence, the entire hall fell utterly silent.
At this moment, no one even breathed.
Except for He Youcai, who had already known, the two elders he brought looked at each other in shock.
Tang Wu's eyes shone with brilliance, and Zhuang Changlang nodded in agreement.
Liu Yujie's tone was particularly loud as he exclaimed in admiration, "Excellent! Not worthy of the title of Immortal Luo Xian!"
"Where is it?" Zhuang Changlang immediately asked.
"I cannot tell a single Daoist sect alone." Shaking my head, I explained the reasons.
There was another brief silence, but fortunately, the immortals before me were more cultivated than Mao Si and the like, and no one was causing trouble.
"Xian Shen's idea is indeed very insightful and has sufficient logic. The Eight House clan can be said to occupy the initial birthplace of the first ancestor Buddha in Panji, occupying a sacred land, yet nothing has happened in these years. The Buddha still exists, and they have not caused any trouble. There must be some trickery here." "Another more worthy investigation is that Xian Shen hasn't seen the Buddha being plagued by three corpse worms. This seems to be of a different nature from outing a Yin spirit? Or perhaps they have already cleared it out and there are no further changes." Tang Wu stroked his long beard and sighed slightly: "From any aspect, going alone to find the Eight House clan is a way to weaken strength." "So when do you plan to go?" Zhuang Changlang asked.
As a disciple of the reigning Taoist master of Yunjin Mountain, I had taken the pill, and I had overheard Tang Wu's words earlier, hoping that I would pay more attention to this matter. Zhuang Changlang's persistent questioning was reasonable.
"When do we go? Of course, it is up to you. You will ensure that there are no problems with the mountain gate while you are away for a long time, and my Lord still lacks some strength. We need to accumulate that energy and break through to have a greater chance." Old Gong was very decisive.
"It's difficult to wait for Yunjin Mountain," Zhuang Changlang said.
Tang Wu's hand paused at the bottom of his beard, and he sighed slightly.
"I have an uncle in ancient Qiang City who is almost at the end of his life. He will try to break out a Yin spirit as he approaches death. The senior elder agreed to let the four guidelines observe, so since the Daoist sects are connected like branches of a tree, I invited Juqu Mountain and Yunjin Mountain to observe together. After this event, let's unite and face the eight families together?" Liu Yujie said: "These days, everyone should go back and properly arrange their affairs within their temples, so as not to leave the gates empty for others to take advantage of."
"Without one of the parties, I will go with Daoist Luo to invite the Daoists from Tiecha Mountain," Wu Jinyuan spoke up.
Although he didn't show it explicitly, I could tell that Wu Jinyuan's intentions were not what they seemed. He was more interested in something else.
