Cultivating Immortality from the Book of Life and Death

Chapter 237 Disciples of Xuanyuan Pavilion. (Alliance Leader "Silver Old Five" and supporting character "Chen Zhentao" have made their appearance.)
Looking at that leisurely figure, Zheng Que frowned slightly. Just as he was about to speak, he saw the other person's gaze sweep over everyone and ask first, "Gentlemen, is this the caravan that is delivering taxes to the prefectural city?"

The two sides were not very close, and the mountain area was open, so the sound easily dissipated. However, although the voice was not loud, it overpowered many heavenly sounds and clearly entered the ears of every cultivator present, as if it were speaking right next to each of them.

Upon seeing this, Zheng Que immediately understood that the cultivator blocking the road in front of the convoy was very strong!

At this moment, Lu Maohong also spoke up, replying loudly: "I am Lu Maohong, and I am honored to serve as a retainer of the Taiping County City Lord's Mansion. I am currently under the orders of the Taiping County City Lord to escort taxes to the prefectural city and submit them to the imperial court."

"May I ask if you are a fellow traveler from the prefectural city?"

The young cultivator replied with a smile, "My name is Chen Zhentao, a disciple of the Xuanyuan Pavilion."

Disciple of Xuanyuan Pavilion?
Upon hearing this, Shen Tu Jinghai and Yu Zhongyin's expressions immediately changed slightly.

Lu Maohong also fell silent for a moment.

But soon, Lu Maohong turned to the three of them and whispered, "Shentu, Lao Yu, you two stay here and guard the convoy. Keep an eye on the surroundings."

“Zheng Que, come with me and meet this disciple of Xuanyuan Pavilion.”

Zheng Que, Shen Tu Jinghai, and Yu Zhongyin immediately replied, "Yes!"

Next, Lu Maohong led Zheng Que out of the convoy and strode toward the cultivator who called himself "Chen Zhentao".

As they walked, Lu Maohong whispered a reminder to Zheng Que: "In Yaotai Mountain, encountering cultivators can sometimes be more troublesome than encountering ghosts."

"Don't say anything more later, just follow my instructions."

Upon hearing this, Zheng Que nodded slightly, then asked in a low voice, "Senior Lu, is there something wrong with that person?"

Lu Maohong shook his head and replied briefly, "Whether there are any problems or not, we'll only know after we've finished dealing with each other."

As they spoke, the two had already walked to a position about ten steps away from Chen Zhentao.

Zheng Que carefully examined the cultivator who claimed to be a disciple of Xuanyuan Pavilion. His clothes were of exquisite quality, clean and tidy, and his expression seemed gentle, but there was a sense of aloofness between his brows, as if there was an invisible chasm between them.

Unlike the others in the convoy who were concealing themselves, Chen Zhentao did not deliberately hide his cultivation level. His spiritual energy was abundant and pure. If the spiritual energy of the cultivators in the convoy was as mixed as a puddle, his spiritual energy was like a mountain spring flowing through the wilderness, clear and full of vitality that a puddle could not provide.

This clarity, besides being due to the purity of the spiritual energy itself, is also because he has very little yin energy, like a speck of dust that has been accidentally picked up and seems like it can be easily brushed away. Overall, he gives people a sense of profoundness and composure. With Zheng Que's current cultivation level and vision, however, he cannot judge his specific strength for the time being.

Lu Maohong dared not be careless. After stopping, he cupped his hands to Chen Zhentao and asked directly, "Fellow Daoist Chen comes from a noble family and does not cultivate in seclusion in a sect. What brings you to Yaotai Mountain?"

Chen Zhentao smiled slightly and said, "I have come here to draw lots."

Drawing lots?

Zheng Que listened, slightly taken aback, not understanding what this meant.
At the same time, Lu Maohong's expression changed drastically. Just in case, he originally wanted to ask a few more questions, but as soon as he heard the words "drawing lots", he instantly lost all interest in continuing the conversation and immediately replied, "In that case, we will not delay Fellow Daoist Chen any longer."

"The convoy will make way for you immediately, please wait a moment!"

As he spoke, he turned and made several hand gestures to Shentu Jinghai and Yu Zhongyin.

Shen Tu Jinghai and Yu Zhongyin understood immediately and turned around to direct the convoy to pull over and make way for the road.

Afterwards, Lu Maohong took Zheng Que and walked towards the convoy without looking back, not even bothering to stand still and exchange a few more pleasantries.

Zheng Que looked puzzled, but he immediately followed Lu Maohong and quickly returned to the convoy. "Senior Lu, what does drawing lots mean?" Zheng Que asked in a low voice along the way.

Lu Maohong frowned, but quickly replied, "He's here to see Wanshan Temple!"

“These disciples of major sects who want to establish their foundation will have corresponding trial missions.”

"This person's identity is definitely not in question, but we shouldn't get too close to this kind of person."

Wanshan Temple?
Trial mission?

Zheng Que silently noted this information down in his mind, nodded quickly, and said no more.

Soon, Lu Maohong brought Zheng Que back to the convoy. Before Shen Tu Jinghai and Yu Zhongyin could ask any questions, he directly ordered, "Let him go first, don't ask any more questions."

By this time, the caravan had driven the corpse puppets to move the carriages to the side of the road, clearing most of the road surface.

Seeing Lu Maohong's serious expression, the many cultivators were very puzzled, but they did not slow down at all and stood guard by the car without saying a word.

Lu Maohong glanced at the convoy, which had already made way, and immediately turned to Chen Zhentao in the distance, saying in a deep voice, "Fellow Daoist Chen, please!"

Upon hearing this, Chen Zhentao didn't stand on ceremony and immediately started walking towards the convoy.

click, click, click...

The young man in brocade robes, holding a red maple leaf, strode across the mountain path and soon passed the convoy.

He was relaxed and at ease, showing no embarrassment even under the watchful eyes of the entire convoy. He seemed to be born accustomed to being the center of attention, and didn't even bother to look at the cultivators other than Lu Maohong.

However, as Chen Zhentao passed by Zheng Que, he suddenly turned his head to look at the two ghost servants behind him. His mouth did not move at all, but a voice entered Zheng Que's ears: "Interesting!"

"How did you manage that without the [Ghost Control Technique]?"

Upon hearing this, Zheng Que was startled and immediately looked at the brocade-robed cultivator from a major sect. The other man did not stop walking and had already passed by him, continuing to walk towards the back of the caravan. With unhurried footsteps, the brocade-robed man quickly passed the "A" car and gradually disappeared into the distance.

As he watched the other person's figure gradually disappear into the branches and leaves of the mountains, Zheng Que frowned. The other person had just used telepathy. Xiao Yiyang of the Heavenly Artifact Sect also knew this trick.

More importantly, it's the content of what the other person says!
Niannu was captured by Qingli, and she never had his [Ghost Control Technique] blood mark on her body.

After Qingli became the main soul of the Soul-Summoning Banner, he never cast the [Ghost Control Technique] on her again.

Neither of these two ghost servants bears his [Ghost Control Technique] blood mark.

Even Lu Maohong, who was at the ninth level of Qi Refining, hadn't noticed this, but Chen Zhentao had actually seen it at a glance!

Xuanyuan Pavilion disciples...

The opponent's strength may be even greater than Lu Maohong's!

In the blink of an eye, Zheng Que was already lost in thought. Chen Zhentao had already passed through the entire convoy and drifted away, his leisurely footsteps drowned out by the noise of the mountains and fields.

Seeing that Chen Zhentao had already left, Lu Maohong's voice rang out again: "Keep moving forward!"

(End of this chapter)