It looked like the people of Renjia Town were about to take action, as if they would make the black-robed Taoist priest pay if he didn't give an explanation and apologize.
"Ridiculous." The black-robed Taoist priest had a cold expression on his face. He pinched his fingers together and the spiritual energy centered on him raged, automatically separating him from the residents of Renjia Town.
The next moment, he stepped into the mountain temple, looked up at Ren Weiyong's statue, and said, "Well, I will first smash your statue in front of everyone, and then go to Yinshan to find you and kill the demons."
"cut!"
The black-robed Taoist priest swung his sword again!
The backyard of the mountain temple.
Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai strode in anxiously, shaking Uncle Jiu, who was resting on the bed, and said, "Oh no, Master! A black-robed Taoist priest came outside and said he wanted to smash Old Master Ren's statue!"
Uncle Jiu, who was sleeping, suddenly woke up with a start, a gleam in his eyes and said, "What? I'll go check it out!"
After saying that, Uncle Jiu didn't care about anything else and came to the courtyard of the mountain temple in a few steps. He happened to see the black-robed Taoist priest slashing at the statue of Ren Weiyong with a sword.
"receive!"
Uncle Jiu took a step forward, and the wide cuffs of his right hand emitted a powerful suction force, which wrapped around the sword light of the black-robed Taoist priest, tightened it, and took it away.
"Lin Jiu from Maoshan?" The black-robed Taoist raised an eyebrow and said calmly, "Maoshan is also a righteous Taoist sect, committed to slaying demons and eliminating evil. Why are you aiding and abetting evil by helping a zombie? Don't tell me you didn't know that Ren Weiyong was a zombie?"
Uncle Jiu waved his right hand and set up a sound-silencing formation, so that the conversation between the two people could only be heard by the two of them. Then he took a deep breath and said, "I am Lin Jiu, a disciple of Maoshan. What is your name, fellow Daoist?"
"I am Lingxuzi."
The black-robed Taoist priest replied calmly, but did not reveal his own identity.
Ling Xuzi?
Uncle Jiu thought about it but couldn't figure it out. There was a Taoist priest named Ling Xuzi who was in the middle stage of the Golden Core in that sect. However, he didn't care. There were many sects in Taoism, such as Longhu Mountain, Laoshan, Wudang, Quanzhen, Zhengyi, Longmen, etc. It was normal that he didn't know them.
"Fellow Daoist Lingxuzi, to be honest, this Ren Weiyong is indeed a zombie, but he hasn't done any evil. Instead, he's been a protector and has been very kind to the people of the nearby seven towns within a hundred miles."
Before Uncle Jiu could finish, Ling Xuzi interrupted with contempt, "It's not evil, Lin Jiu. This zombie represents the ultimate evil of time. What you say is simply ridiculous! Get out of the way! Let me destroy this statue first."
Upon hearing this, Uncle Jiu was silent for a moment, then slowly said, "Fellow Daoist Lingxuzi, does it seem like you really want to destroy this statue today?"
"certainly!"
Ling Xuzi said without hesitation.
"Then fellow Daoist Lingxuzi, please get past me first!"
Uncle Jiu nodded when he heard this and said no more. A terrifying aura surged upwards with him as the center.
"Late Jindan stage?"
"No! This is the Nascent Soul stage."
Ling Xuzi sensed the surging aura of Uncle Jiu and widened his eyes in disbelief, saying, "No... Impossible. How could you possibly be at the Nascent Soul stage? Your senior brother Shi Jian previously said you were only at the late Foundation Establishment stage. Even with the recent dramatic changes in the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, how could your talent have made such a leap so far?"
Qiu Sheng, who was watching the excitement from the side, sighed and said with a smile, "Ah! Master Lingxuzi, you are underestimating my master. He is much more powerful than this."
"That's right, our master is much more powerful than this. If you want to fight him, you are far from enough."
Wencai spoke with his hands and feet dancing, looking lively and naughty, but in Lingxuzi's opinion, he was deliberately humiliating him.
"Humph! So what if he's a Nascent Soul? Since you're standing up for the demons, I'll kill your master first, and then you."
Ling Xuzi snorted coldly, and the demon-slaying sword in his hand swung out instantly!
A brilliant sword beam came slashing down!
The power of this sword is much stronger than before!
"A small path."
Uncle Jiu faced the sword with a faint smile, and with a thought, a white light covered his body.
“Crack!”
The sword light slashed at the white light, but did not shake it at all.
"This... How is this possible? I once killed a demon in the late Nascent Soul stage with this sword, but it can't even shake your protective shield."
Ling Xuzi looked at Uncle Jiu in shock and said in confusion.
"Fellow Daoist, you're only in the middle stage of the Golden Core Realm, yet you possess such murderous sword energy. Are you a sword cultivator? In today's world, pure sword cultivators like you are few and far between. You should work hard at cultivation, instead of wandering the world with a so-called demon-slaying mentality. You should be able to distinguish right from wrong, good from evil."
Uncle Jiu nodded with a smile and said calmly that in his opinion, Ling Xuzi was a good candidate for sword cultivation. He had great killing power and a strong sense of justice. He dared to draw his sword in the face of strong men. If he could be subdued, Ling Xuzi's future achievements would be limitless.
"Demons are demons, inherently evil. They are murderous by nature. Why shouldn't we travel the world slaying demons and monsters? Don't you, Lin Jiu, understand that those who are not of our kind must have different hearts? Moreover, this Ren Weiyong actually dared to steal divine authority and establish himself as the God of the Land. One day, he could establish himself as a God in Heaven! He is extremely dangerous, so why are you protecting him?"
When Ling Xuzi saw that his strongest sword attack failed to produce any effect, he realized that Lin Jiu's cultivation was even stronger than his, and his strength should be above the level of distraction, otherwise it would be impossible for him to ignore his attack.
Uncle Jiu patiently explained, "Fellow Daoist Lingxuzi, you don't understand this, do you? Fellow Daoist Ren Weiyong didn't steal the divine power; it was bestowed upon him by heaven. Furthermore, he is a Zombie King at the Earthly Immortal Realm, powerful enough to protect this area within a hundred miles."
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