At Li Ming's suggestion, Lin Ping went to the main hall to attract the attention of the monks.
Li Ming, however, remained calm and quietly used his movement technique to approach the direction of the rear hall and stealthily made his way there.
Upon reaching the edge of the rear hall, one can see that this area is separated from the vicinity of the main hall by a long wall.
The wall was about ten feet high and its surface was coated with a layer of powder, making it smooth and difficult to climb. However, it did not take Li Ming much effort.
With a leap, he vaulted over the wall and landed on the ground.
Um?
There was a strange smell in the air.
Li Ming was extremely sensitive to airflow, and he suddenly realized that it was not just a sandalwood scent.
Was it to deliberately mask another smell?
Li Ming pondered to himself and decided to head towards the source of the strongest sandalwood scent.
Soon, he arrived at the gate of a grand hall.
This hall looks unremarkable, with no plaques on it, and seems to be an abandoned old hall.
After confirming several times that there were no traps, Li Ming stepped into the room with an indifferent expression.
The next moment, his composed expression crumbled.
Because the hall was filled with a large number of sandalwood coffins, none of them were sealed.
Inside were rows of corpses, all dressed in monks' robes, with smooth heads, clearly indicating they were monks.
Li Ming stared intently at the coffins, confirming that they were specially made magical artifacts, their purpose being to preserve the corpses.
On a sudden impulse, he looked at the panels on the corpses.
[Corpse Refining]
[Entries: Incorruptible Body (Blue), Mighty Strength (White), Bloodthirsty (Gray), Malevolent Aura (Gray), Stiffness (Gray), Walking Dead (Gray)]
Looking at the several grayed-out entries, Li Ming had a sudden realization.
These Qingmohui members seem to have done more than just usurp power.
They even killed their masters and made them their servants.
Li Ming wandered among the coffins and found that almost all of them were the corpses of monks.
There were only seven or eight corpses, shrouded in black robes.
In order not to alert the enemy, he did not act rashly.
It seems that those highly skilled monks and martial artists were all turned into corpse refiners.
The methods were extremely cruel.
But where did those who died unjustly go?
Li Ming's fate remains unknown.
"Let's go first..."
Having discovered this strange place, it can be basically concluded that it is inside Baiyun Temple.
There is definitely a great demon hidden there.
Even if they aren't members of the Green Demon Society, they're probably connected to them!
A short while later, Li Ming quietly left.
They quickly left with Lin Ping to avoid arousing suspicion from certain individuals.
Li Ming asserted, "You should ride back to Qing Shi City as fast as you can. There's definitely something wrong with Baiyun Temple."
Lin Ping didn't ask any further questions and quickly nodded:
"good!"
"Brother Li, be careful. I'll go get reinforcements first. Don't act rashly."
"Um."
The fact that the Azure Demon Society was able to seize a temple with a Grandmaster-level expert as its own suggests that they must be hiding countless powerful figures in the shadows.
Li Ming would naturally not act rashly.
We rested at an inn at the foot of the mountain.
Wait for reinforcements.
...
The rear hall of Baiyun Temple.
A monk dressed in gray robes entered a secret passage.
Exit the passage.
A blood pool, several meters wide, stood there. Several people stood on the bank, looking at the foul-smelling blood pool in front of them with a hint of excitement in their eyes.
In the center of the blood pool, there was an altar with various patterns engraved on it, extending into a groove in the altar. Beneath the groove, the area was covered in blood, and it was unknown what it was containing.
The grey-robed monk standing at the very front had an almost uncontrollable excitement on his face, muttering to himself:
"How long will it take for you to emerge from seclusion, sir?"
Several men in black robes, wearing demon masks, followed behind him with great respect.
After a long while, a somewhat hoarse voice came from the blood pool:
“Mingzhi, the Black Fiends, you did a great job!”
"Once I have fully mastered this Blood Corpse Divine Art, I will certainly not be stingy with rewards!"
"It is our honor to serve the President!"
Wisely said loudly.
"Hahaha... Wise one, I knew I hadn't misjudged you. Don't worry, you will get what you want. Soon, I will have mastered my divine skills!"
Deep within the blood pool, a burly figure laughed wildly, extremely smug.
Previously, he had colluded with the monk Mingzhi to catch the original abbot off guard, but the old monk's dying counterattack also gave him a hard time.
This resulted in him being seriously injured, and he had no choice but to recuperate here for a long time.
Only after he recovered did he begin to cultivate the Blood Sea Demon Art.
The cultivation of this demonic art is truly difficult. During the crucial period, one must stay in this specially constructed blood pool, build an altar to attract the blood and evil energy of heaven and earth, and absorb blood every day to maintain vitality.
"Thank you, Chairman!"
Mingzhi looked excited.
Reaching the Grandmaster level is just around the corner.
Betraying the abbot, wasn't it all for this day?
Suddenly, a figure rushed inside, knelt down, and shouted:
"Sir, dozens of people carrying weapons have come up the mountain. They seem to be from the Six Doors!"
Mingzhi looked puzzled: "How is that possible!"
How did it suddenly get exposed?
He didn't really care much about the Zhao family's downfall. After all, countless families have risen and fallen in this world, and the Qingmo Society had colluded with many people.
The being beneath the blood pool was somewhat alarmed and furious. Now that his divine skill was about to be perfected, he couldn't afford to make any mistakes.
"You guys quickly take some men and stop them."
"Do not let anyone disturb my cultivation. If necessary, kill them all and then conceal the news. I will send all the corpse refiners to assist you."
The four Black Fiends replied in unison, "Yes!"
Mingzhi quickly replied, "President, rest assured, I will certainly not allow these lackeys of the imperial court to disturb you."
The being beneath the blood pool remained silent for a moment, then whispered;
"You must never expose this place, otherwise, you will not survive either."
All the efforts of these years cannot be wasted.
To him, all these people in front of him were merely sacrifices.
He held their lives in his hands; if anyone betrayed him, their fate would be even worse.
Soon, the group left.
Only the bubbling sound remained.
...
In front of the Baiyun Temple gate.
Chief Constable Lin Qiancheng, along with dozens of constables, surrounded the entrance to Baiyun Temple.
The believers were so frightened that they scattered and fled.
"The Six Doors are searching for any remaining members of the Green Demon Society. Anyone who obstructs them will be killed without mercy!"
Lin Qiancheng stood at the very front and said coldly.
This shout resounded throughout the sky above Baiyun Temple, echoing continuously.
Some bewildered and ignorant monks trembled with fear.
Some of the monks, however, looked terrified.
In this process, some people were naturally deceived, while others aided and abetted the evildoers.
Those who harbored rebellious intentions had already been brutally murdered.
"Why disturb this sacred Buddhist sanctuary!"
A monk, puzzled, asked a question.
But before Lin Qiancheng could speak...
"What are you doing searching my White Cloud Temple, remnants of the Green Demon Society?!"
A loud shout rang out behind the group of monks, and a middle-aged monk in a gray robe, expressionless, pushed through the crowd and walked to the front.
"Hmph, I naturally have evidence. Baiyun Temple is hiding members of the Qingmo Society. If you refuse to allow a search, don't blame me for ordering people to be killed!"
Lin Qiancheng shouted loudly.
Upon hearing Lin Qiancheng's words, Mingzhi sensed something was wrong, his expression changed, and he glanced at the constable before him, sneering:
"In that case, you may stay here!"
With a low shout from the wise monk:
"kill!"
Four men in black robes instantly emerged from Baiyun Temple, moved through the void a few steps, and landed beside Mingzhi.
These four people acted as one, dressed in black robes and wearing demon masks, revealing only a pair of withered white eyes.
Lin Qiancheng frowned; he recognized these four people as well.
They were all renowned wandering martial artists in the martial world. All four of them were at the peak of the Condensation Realm and were proficient in combined attack techniques. They were capable of fighting against even grandmaster-level experts. Unexpectedly, they were recruited by the Azure Demon Society.
Or perhaps, they were originally members of the Green Demon Society.
Li Ming's gaze sharpened; this...
The other party didn't try to hide anything at all and just admitted it?
Last time, he only had a cursory look at Baiyun Temple and did not delve into its secrets.
Now, with just a little pressure, the other side has already torn off all pretense.
He didn't know why.
But one thing is certain.
The Green Demon Society is indeed powerful.
The five people at the head of the group were all at the peak of the Qi Condensation Realm.
With his disciples and all his other disciples, his apparent strength was overwhelming.
It seems their plan is simple: spare their lives, even if they are killed, it won't delay the situation for long...
However, they certainly have more than just that much power.
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