"Fellow Daoist Ling Xuzi, are you still bothering Ren Weiyong? I can make way for you. Fellow Daoist Ren just happened to be back."
Uncle Jiu stared at Ling Xuzi, pointed to the wing room behind the temple, and said with a smile.
"No... no, I listened to slander and didn't know the truth. I accidentally came here and caused trouble for the mountain god. I'm really sorry. I will compensate for the damage I caused to the temple."
Ling Xuzi took back the demon-slaying sword in his hand, took out ten dollars, forced an ugly smile on his face, handed it over, and said.
Uncle Jiu's mind moved, and the white light shield disappeared. He smiled and said, "Fellow Daoist Lingxuzi, ignorance is not a crime. Next time you go somewhere else, you must not be so impulsive as to break into someone's lair and fight them. Otherwise, you will easily be ambushed. By the way, which sect are you from?"
"I'm from the Corpse Refining Sect." Ling Xuzi said.
Corpse Refining Sect!!
This sect has a long history. It has existed since ancient times and is notorious!
Whenever the Corpse Refining Sect appears, it will be attacked by all the righteous Taoist sects. This is indeed the actions of the Corpse Refining Sect that are too outrageous to the gods and the people!
Not only do they refine zombies, they also steal the bodies of some Taoist ancestors after their death and refine them into zombies and evil spirits to wreak havoc on the world!
Even if it is the ancestor of their sect, they will not let him go as long as he dies!
In order to improve the cultivation level of zombies, the Corpse Refining Sect has done a lot of things, such as slaughtering villages and cities!
A few years ago, in the war to exterminate demons led by Longhu Mountain and Wudang Mountain, the entire Corpse Refining Sect was destroyed. Uncle Jiu did not expect that only a few years later, the remnants of the Corpse Refining Sect would emerge again.
"A centipede is still alive even after death." A cold light flashed in Uncle Jiu's eyes. It was a pity that such a sword cultivator was from the Corpse Refining Sect!
"Fellow Daoist Lin Jiu, it's true that I'm from the Corpse Refining Sect, but I'm different from those people. They enjoy refining corpses, but I believe that no matter how strong the external force is, it's not as good as sword cultivation. I don't agree with their philosophy. Over the years, I have been practicing swordsmanship."
Ling Xuzi was afraid of being misunderstood by Uncle Jiu, so he spoke hurriedly.
"So that's how it is. Since he's not an enemy of Old Master Ren, he's our friend. Fellow Daoist Ling Xuzi, please! Let's go have tea and chat together."
Uncle Jiu smiled and spread his hands, then took Ling Xuzi to the backyard of the mountain temple.
"Please, Fellow Daoist Lin Jiu, it would be my honor if you could forgive my offense."
A few people went to the backyard talking and laughing, while those in the front yard burned incense and prayed as usual.
Renjia Town is bustling with activity today.
Ren Fa led the security team captain Awei, as well as the mayor of Renjia Town and other major gentry, and waited at the gate of Renjia Town early, as if waiting for some important person to arrive.
About half an hour passed.
A warlord wearing a military uniform, a big hat with a few feathers stuck on the top of his head, and a mustache above his lips came riding a tall horse.
Behind him, two rows of fully armed soldiers were marching quickly.
"Dalong, Dalong cousin!"
Ren Fa waved towards the warlord.
"Brother Fa."
The great warlord dismounted and walked over to Ren Fa, smiling broadly, and said, "Brother Fa, I haven't seen you for a few years. You seem to have become even more prosperous!"
This warlord was none other than Ren Fa’s cousin, now the famous warlord in Xiangxi, Ren Dalong!
Ren Fa looked down at his slightly bulging belly and chuckled, saying, "I had no choice but to do this for business reasons. Dalong, you're becoming more and more powerful. By the way, why didn't my sister-in-law come this time?"
"Sister Lian is pregnant and has difficulty moving around, so we didn't let her come with us this time."
Ren Dalong smiled, then seemed to remember something, his face straightened and he said, "Brother Fa, you told me earlier that there was a stinky Taoist priest who was planning to destroy my uncle's mountain temple. Where is that stinky Taoist priest?"
Having said this, Ren Dalong became murderous.
Thinking back to those days, Ren Weiyong was very kind to him. The fact that he was able to raise an army and become a big warlord in western Hunan was inseparable from Ren Weiyong's financial and material support in the beginning.
One of the reasons why he came to Renjia Town this time was to pay tribute to his great uncle Ren Weiyong.
"It was all a misunderstanding. The Taoist priest has already made compensation. He is one of us." Ren Fa smiled and said, "Speaking of which, I have to thank Uncle Jiu for this. If he hadn't stopped that stinky Taoist priest, I'm afraid my father's temple would have been destroyed."
After saying that, Ren Fa looked at Uncle Jiu who was standing beside him, smiled and waved his hand, saying, "Uncle Jiu, come, let me introduce you. This is the cousin I was talking about, the now famous Grand Marshal Ren Dalong of our Xiangxi Prefecture!"
"Dalong, this is Uncle Jiu, he's very accomplished."
Ren Fa introduced them to each other.
Ren Dalong and Uncle Jiu raised their heads and looked at each other with smiles. The next moment, they were both stunned!
"It's you, Foulmouth Dragon!"
"Hmph! Douchiying!"
When Jiu Shu and Ren Dalong called out each other's names at the same time, Ren Fa, who was sandwiched between them, was stunned.
What's going on?
"Dalong, Uncle Jiu, do you two know each other?" Ren Fa scratched his head and asked.
Uncle Jiu looked at Ren Dalong with disdain, snorted coldly, and said nothing.
Ren Dalong tutted and sneered, "Dou Chiying, you were so powerful in the provincial capital back then, how did you end up like this now?"
Uncle Jiu rolled his eyes and said, "What do you mean by ended up in this situation? Am I doing so badly? It's just that we have different pursuits in life."
"Master, do you have a grudge against this Marshal?"
Qiu Sheng and Wencai stood next to Uncle Jiu and asked in a low voice.
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