Martial Arts: Starting with Bajiquan, I will prove my divine power through the ultimate path!

Chapter 91 The Prairie Fire Society: The Dead Often Die Because They Know Too Much! The Discontent of the Hall of Sorrow

"Junior Brother Ji, your senior brothers have all gone to the gray fog on the border to check the river basin between reality and the void, to see if there's anything good there."

Lin Weidao seemed oblivious to the Crown Prince's dislike.

He responded humbly.

"Okay, that's settled then. I'll go visit my mother and offer some incense while I'm at it."

Ji Ming headed up the mountain. Lin Weidao and his group of Taoists wanted to follow him, but he shooed them away, saying, "Get lost! I don't want to see your filthy face. You have no right to walk alongside me!"

"What kind of lowly trash are you? What kind of status do you have to dare walk with me? Get lost!!"

"Yes."

Lin Weidao respectfully stepped aside, his refined face revealing no anger.

Once Ji Ming and his group had disappeared, his expression turned cold. "Go to Black Cloud County and see what happened. Is this small place some kind of den of dragons and tigers? Xiang Ju is dead, you will fill his place. Whoever can lure out the true beast will be granted the right to become my divine servants."

"yes!"

Dozens of Taoist priests had faces full of fanaticism and piety.

The oldest-looking Taoist priest at the head of the group respectfully said, "Holy Son, would you like to help Xiang Ju avenge himself while you're at it?"

"Investigate thoroughly. Wipe out the entire clan of those who killed Xiang Ju, then hurry up and preside over the ceremony." Lin Weidao said indifferently, "Ji Mingxiang won't be going to Black Cloud County to take up his post for some time. I'll hold him off in the meantime. You all hurry up and preside over the ceremony. No matter what means you use, no matter how many people die, you must lure out the true beast!"

"You must lure out the real beast within ten days, understand?"

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"All I'm missing is that real beast, that's all I need!!"

"Once I gather the five true spirit beasts and condense my mortal body into a spiritual one, I will be able to truly transcend and be free. At that time, your status will naturally become higher. Do you understand what I mean?"

As Lin Weidao's voice rang out.

The Taoist priests present responded with devout and fervent respect, and then hurried down the mountain path.

The methods employed by these Taoist priests were clearly those of True Persons or higher in the martial arts world!

Suddenly.

A black bird circled in the sky before finally landing.

Lin Weidao expressionlessly took the cylindrical letter from the foot of the black bird and released it.

He opened the letter and carefully read its contents.

A strange light flashed in his eyes.

Xing Tao, who was guarding the dragon horse, suddenly picked up a stone and smashed it to death, killing the black bird that had just flown a short distance. He stood up and walked towards Lin Weidao, a cold killing intent appearing on his face. "You, hand over the letter!"

"What do you mean, layperson?"

Lin Weidao made no big move; a smile appeared on his refined face in response to the other party's indifference.

"Take the things out!"

Xing Tao's eyes were cold, and the sound of bones twisting could be heard from his tall, burly body. "I've seen similar tokens in Guanzhou. This is the symbol of the Liaoyuan Society. Are you colluding with those thieves from the Liaoyuan Society? Are you also a member of the rebels?"

A feeling of joy welled up inside him.

Just now, the Crown Prince had instructed that the whereabouts of the Candlelight Society, the Wildfire Society, and other rebel groups be found.

Unexpectedly, Lin Weidao of Zhenxian Temple was actually connected with the rebel party.

Isn't this a surprise delivered right to our doorstep?

Lin Weidao was slightly taken aback, picked up the letter and gestured to him, "You really understand it?"

"I've seen that symbol of cold flame before. I recognize it; it's the symbol of the Prairie Fire Society!"

Xing Tao's murderous intent was palpable, and his physical outline and even appearance transformed into a terrifying and horrifying sight before Lin Weidao's eyes.

His body suddenly grew to over ten meters tall. His tattered clothes revealed limbs resembling the scales of a black dragon. His head and neck were over ten meters long, and his tail was seven or eight meters long. Countless sticky and disgusting liquids dripped from his body, and wisps of gray mist drifted around him!

As he walked.

Everything within a radius of several meters around him was twisting in a direction of decay and something else bizarre!

Clearly, Xing Tao wanted to capture this person.

I'm planning to unleash my full power!

"well----"

Lin Weidao scratched his head in frustration.

There was no fear on his face, only an indescribable sense of感慨 (gǎnkǎi, a complex emotion encompassing both regret and awe), "You're just a coachman, all you need to do is drive the carriage, what's the point of you knowing these things?"

"Don't you know the saying, 'The more you know, the faster you die'?"

"Um?

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Xing Tao, whose face was contorted in a ferocious expression, was suddenly taken aback.

He looked up and around, and the scenery around him had changed completely at some point.

In front of him was a black mountain made of corpses.

On the mountain, there is a black temple.

Inside the black temple, a gigantic figure with three heads and six arms was chanting Taoist scriptures amidst the gray mist.

When they noticed Xing Tao's gaze on them, all three heads turned around at the same time, their mouths splitting open to their ears, revealing cruel and excited smiles.

Suburbs.

The inn was bustling with travelers late at night.

"Shopkeeper, bring out all your best stuff! Money's no object!"

"Whatever food or drink you have, bring out the best of it. Don't try to save us money."

Seven or eight people sat down and started making noise.

"Okay————"

The drowsy waiter woke up and hurriedly called on the other staff to serve the guests. He also secretly ran upstairs to contact the manager.

A moment later, the authorized waiter nodded with a sly grin.

He secretly ran into the kitchen, took out a packet of sleeping pills, and poured them into a wine jar.

Then.

The waiter brought the wine bowls from the kitchen, poured one for each person, and said with a smile, "Esteemed guests, today is our manager's birthday. He has gifted you a jar of wine, please accept it."

"Um."

The dark-skinned man at the head nodded, picked up his wine and downed it in one gulp, saying with a smug look, "Ha, that was great! I've traveled five or six thousand miles, and my butt is practically worn out from sitting so long. And I'm the only one who got here first. My men can't keep up with me; I reckon they'll have to wait six or seven days to arrive."

"Who says otherwise? Why would the adults choose to establish a military post in such a small place as Black Cloud County? What's the point?"

"Yes, the prefecture, the city, and the county. Why did they move us from Linyang Road to Heiyun County? I really don't know."

"Hehehe, do you think you're the only ones who need to relocate? I heard that people from other regions have also been relocated in batches to other border areas like Heiyun County."

"Any rumors?"

"The gray fog is drifting over, you see? —"

The group drank and chatted, and soon the drinks were finished.

The leader, a burly man named Zheng Tong, slammed his hand on the table. "Bring the wine!! Hurry up and bring the wine, we're out of wine!"

"Alright, please wait a moment, sir!"

The waiter next to them was dumbfounded. He quickly ran to the kitchen and added two more packets of sleeping pills, but to their surprise, the group of people drank them and were still completely unaffected.

"Could it be expired?"

He secretly licked a tiny bit, and immediately felt dizzy and collapsed in the kitchen.

The shopkeeper learned of this.

They've been running their shop for years, how could they not know who to mess with?

From then on, they treated this group of people with utmost care.

The group seemed oblivious to anything amiss and continued chatting enthusiastically.

Linghua wolfed down her food. "By the way, the master said he's going to promote a local martial artist to be our colleague. Have you heard about that?"

"I've heard of him. His name is Shi Wen, a local martial artist, and he seems to be only around 15 years old?"

A hint of dissatisfaction flashed in Zheng Tong's eyes. "I don't know what qualifications he has, in terms of age or status, to be a steward of our Yinhen Hall!"