Having just become the Corpse King, you want me to seize the position of Purple-Robed Celestial Mast

Zhang Xuan's brows furrowed, and his aura surged forth like a storm.

"Are these bald monks courting death? The tiger's away, the monkeys are king! Bullying my disciples? Do they really think I'm so mild-mannered? Show me the way, and my master will lead you back to slaughter them!"

Upon hearing this, the disciples of Longhu Mountain present were extremely excited.

"Grandmaster is mighty!"

"Ever since the Celestial Master's passing and the subsequent struggle within the Taoist community for the Celestial Master's position, many outsiders have tried to take advantage of the situation to bully us!"

"Now that our master is back, we must get our revenge and beat those bald monks to death!"

The disciples were in high spirits.

Zhang Jingheng clenched his fist and sighed, "Longhu Mountain has been suppressed for many years, and morale has not been high for a long time."

Zhang Jingxu nodded in agreement, saying, "Yes, this time our grandmaster has returned to prepare to reclaim his position as Celestial Master and rectify the atmosphere of the Taoist sect. It's time to give them a little shock."

what?

Zhang Jingheng was dumbfounded. He could understand the need to rectify the atmosphere of the Taoist sect, but what did it mean to regain the position of Celestial Master?

Wasn't our grandmaster already a zombie?

A zombie wants to become a purple-robed Taoist master?

"Grandmaster, aren't we supposed to go see the Celestial Master?" Zhang Jingxuan asked in a low voice.

Zhang Xuan nodded: "I'll go take a look. You and your disciple go first, I'll be there shortly."

Longhu Mountain is his home, so he's naturally very familiar with it.

He went to the forbidden area alone, while the disciples of Longhu Mountain, led by Zhang Jingheng, charged over, ready to settle accounts with this bald Buddhist monk.

..............

forbidden.

"Who?" Beside the jade bed, a woman suddenly sat up and looked towards the door, her peach wood sword flashing as she spoke: "Such strong corpse energy! How dare you, a mere zombie, come to the forbidden area of ​​my Dragon Tiger Mountain? Are you courting death?"

Zhang Xuan frowned slightly, and with a single slap, sent the peach wood sword flying.

The other party was surprised to find that his peach wood sword could not harm him. He then threw out two talismans, but they were still useless.

Only spells can be used.

As soon as the purple talisman appeared, a bolt of lightning spread out.

Seeing this, Zhang Xuan sneered: "The thunder talisman is not pure enough, the person who drew it is not calm enough, the brushwork is clumsy, the spiritual energy is insufficient, and the power is too weak."

Ok?

The woman was surprised to find that the zombie could see through the shortcomings of the thunder talisman, just as her master had pointed out.

"You zombie... take this palm strike!"

Upon seeing this, Zhang Xuan laughed heartily: "Palm Thunder? That's how you use a Palm Thunder!"

boom--

A bolt of purple lightning shot out, and the dragon opened its enormous mouth, instantly swallowing the lightning whole.

After learning the Five Thunder Orthodox Method, Zhang Xuan's thunder magic improved, and now all his thunder magic is purple!

"What!" The woman exclaimed in horror and disbelief, "You zombie actually know the Five Thunderbolts Technique?! You......."

Zhang Xuan leaned forward, grabbing her arm with one hand, his fangs bared and his aura of death overwhelming:

"Young lady, although I am a zombie, you must address me as Grandmaster when you see me."

"Zhang Miao, step back! This is your grandmaster Zhang Xuan. Don't be disrespectful!" Zhang Jingxu walked in and gently reprimanded him, while explaining to Zhang Xuan, "Grandmaster, this girl is named Zhang Miao. She is the disciple my senior brother took in on his centennial birthday. She has good talent, but it's a pity she's a girl."

Zhang Xuan nodded slightly: "His talent is alright, but he's not focused enough."

He released his grip and looked at the white-haired, purple-robed figure lying on the bed.

Zhang Jingyan! The contemporary Purple-Robed Celestial Master of Longhu Mountain.

"Jingyan..." Zhang Xuan reached out to take his pulse, carefully sensing the condition within the other person's body.

It was riddled with holes, and the meridians inside its body were even more severely damaged.

"Who did this?" The voice was icy.

Zhang Jingxu pursed his lips: "A white snake demon king, whose strength is at the peak of the Yuanfu Realm. My senior brother was once ambushed by it while he was subduing a demon. His essence blood was stolen and his meridians were damaged. If it weren't for the Cold Heart Pill from Longhu Mountain, my senior brother would probably be dead."

Demon King, Zhang Xuan clenched his fists tightly, lightning crackling on them, crawling around like centipedes, terrifying beyond measure.

Zhang Miao, standing next to him, was completely dumbfounded.

Is this Corpse King the ancestor Zhang Xuan?

Is this the Young Celestial Master Zhang Xuan that Master often talks about? I heard that Young Celestial Master Zhang Xuan is a genius of the Taoist sect, who became famous at a young age and specializes in thunder techniques!

But this is too much! Even as a zombie, he can still use the Five Thunderbolts Technique?

It's incredible.

"Grandmaster, please avenge Master and kill that white snake!" Zhang Miao knelt on the ground with a thud and began to kowtow.

Zhang Xuan turned his head to look at her, his gaze cold, and said, "Now that I'm back, I will settle accounts with all those who bullied my Longhu Mountain sect in the past."

"The same goes for this white snake. Only by finding its trail, capturing it, and retrieving its essence can we possibly save Jingyan."

Zhang Jingxu nodded: "We have been investigating the White Snake's whereabouts, but nowadays the Taoist sects are not of one mind, and a lot of information cannot be shared, making the search quite difficult."

"snort!"

Zhang Xuan suddenly stood up: "Didn't they want to seize the position of Purple Robe Celestial Master? Move the date forward to three days later. I'd like to see what these people have to offer in their Five Thunder Orthodox Method!"

"Yes!" Zhang Jingxu also became inexplicably excited: "It's time to let people from other factions know why Longhu Mountain is the legitimate Celestial Masters sect!"

You don't even know the Five Thunder Orthodox Method, yet you dare to try and seize the position of Celestial Master?

"It's time to let everyone know that not everyone can shit on top of Longhu Mountain!"

.................

Simultaneously.

Puguang Temple.

The official website occasionally releases demon-slaying missions, and the points earned from completing these missions can be exchanged for various resources.

Both the currently thriving Buddhist sect and the declining Taoist sect have collaborated with the official Mystery Bureau.

When Taoist disciples carry out missions, they always encounter obstacles and are squeezed out by other sects, simply because they do not have a guardian deity!

If the Celestial Master were still alive, how dare these people bully the Taoist community like this?

"Junior brother, isn't it inappropriate to just come knocking on their door?"

Zhang Jingheng coldly retorted, "What are you afraid of? We didn't have any backing before, but now that our grandmaster has returned, with him around, why should we be afraid of these bald monks?"

"The other day, that damned bald monk stole one of my demon cores. Today, I will make him return it to me!"

After saying that, Zhang Jingheng turned around and looked at his disciples behind him.

"And you lot, write down everything that these bald monks stole from us. We'll have our grandmaster get it all back for us later!"

"good!"

The disciples were overjoyed. Whether the resources were returned or not was not important; what mattered was that they could finally hold their heads high and teach these bald monks a lesson.

This group of bald monks, relying on their superior strength, robbed and stole things everywhere, and even claimed: "This item is destined for our Buddhist sect, fellow Daoist, please part with it."

at this time.

Down the mountain.

"Amitabha, senior brother, you don't know, that Corpse King was emitting golden light, he knows Taoist magic! It was absolutely terrifying, luckily I ran fast."

Master Guangren followed his fellow disciple Huifa up the mountain.

They happened to run into this group of Taoist priests.

"Zhang Jingheng? What are you Taoists doing at my Puguang Temple?" Huifa asked, his bald head and thick brows furrowed.

Zhang Jingheng sneered: "What? You stole my demon core a while ago, now give it back to me!"

"Furthermore, my disciples were beaten up by you bald monks. The elders are here to demand justice!"