Chapter 194 Arrangement
Regardless, now is not the time to relax.
"Immediately track the whereabouts of the Ghost Buddha!" Zhenren Dingjing made a prompt decision and shot out a thousand-mile tracking talisman made by the Midie sect from his sleeve. The golden light fell silently on the corner of the Ghost Buddha's monk's robe.
The ghost Buddha paused slightly, but ultimately ignored the warning and continued walking across the land. His physical body seemed to be moving slowly, but in less than a cup of tea, he had already almost walked out of the territory that the cultivators of Longlan City could see.
Like a wisp of drifting smoke, it will gradually disappear under everyone's gaze.
In the silence, it was Master Ding Jing who spoke again. His voice was filled with authority, as if he had everything under control: "Are there any friends in the city who are good at concealment and tracking? Follow them and report your whereabouts to Fu Wenta at all times. If you encounter any villages along the way, evacuate the mortals in advance!"
Suddenly, several shouts of compliance were heard from the walls of Longlan City, and they transformed into four streams of light and smoke and followed the Ghost Buddha. After a while, they used various methods to eliminate his whereabouts.
Under the scorching sun and blue sky, the wind blew up dry yellow dust, and the black monk's robe of the ghost Buddha disappeared into the distance.
Zhenren Dingjing did not fall, but walked back to Longlan City in the air and strolled towards Chaotian Street.
His indifference awakened the monks from their confusion. His current status in everyone's eyes was truly immense. Naturally, he no longer needed to instruct on mundane matters, as this would only diminish their value. The monks began to mobilize on their own. The agricultural cultivators of the Fenhua Society and the female cultivators of the Xinghai Palace scattered to inspect the land surrounding Longlan City. The alchemists and medical practitioners of the Blackwood Sect finally had time to examine the meridians of the monks who had previously explored the abyss. The monks of the Lihuo Sect were captured and forced to work as alchemists...
Amidst the bustle, Bai Zhen bowed deeply to Yun Po, who was being supported by a fellow Daoist from the Black Wood Sect, and presented a jade box with both hands. "Daoyou Yun, I, Bai Zhen, always keep my word. I will now ask for punishment from the tower. As a mortal cultivator, I don't have many good elixirs. Please accept the contents of this jade box. I have slandered and defamed you."
Yun Po's attack from the Ghost Buddha nearly shook her mind. The internal injuries she'd barely suppressed threatened to erupt, and her face turned pale as gold paper. Furthermore, having followed Fu Ya since childhood, her horizons were vast. She didn't even bother to glance at the jade box in Bai Zhen's hand. The Black Wood Sect cultivator, using his spiritual power to support her, swooped past the crouching Bai Zhen and left.
Bai Zhen held the jade box in his hand, a wry smile on his face. It took a long moment for him to straighten up again, but there wasn't a trace of regret on his dark, resolute face. He casually tucked the jade box into his sleeve instead of returning it to his storage bag, seemingly planning to hand it over to Yun Po sometime.
Luo Xuanyi looked down at the city wall, her eyes gradually fixed on Bai Zhen. She had already taken an interest in Bai Zhen. Just as Ding Jing Zhenren was about to send information back to Fu Wenta, Luo Xuanyi interrupted him.
"Do you know anything about that cultivator named Bai Zhen and the Fenhua Society?" Luo Xuanyi recalled the letters she had obtained before, which were the definite evidence of private communications between the top leaders of the six major alliances and the evil paper art sect. She originally wanted to let Master Ding Jing spread the rumors, but now it seems that there is better material to use.
"He seems to be quite hostile towards Yun Po."
"..." Master Ding Jing paused in silence for a moment. He had no idea what Luo Xuanyi had suddenly thought of. He knew his answer might very well harm a fellow cultivator, but he suddenly felt that his response was smoother than before.
"The Fenhua Society is a relatively unique sect among the six major alliances. Over the years, there have been voices calling for them to be expelled from the six major alliances and replaced by the Lianshan Sect. Of course, the Internal Affairs Hall has never expressed its position, and it is all discussed privately among the cultivators."
"Why?" Luo Xuanyi gestured for Master Ding Jing to continue, pondering slowly in her mind.
True Man Ding Jing didn't really know much either. He simply said, "Perhaps it's because the cultivators of the Fenhua Society aren't interested in cultivating the Dao, but instead are overly involved in the secular world. For example, Bai Zhen is a blacksmith cultivator among the secular cultivators of the Fenhua Society. He usually travels around the states, hammering pots, bowls, and farm tools for mortals for free. What he does is too lowly, and it's a loss of face for a cultivator."
Luo Xuanyi found it amusing: "Aren't you determined to rule the world for Heaven? Why is there a distinction between high and low when it comes to serving the people?"
Ding Jing Zhenren replied helplessly, "Although they call themselves cultivators, in reality, most people can't let go of their emotions. This is especially true for those who are relatively young and inexperienced in the world. They often initially join the path of cultivation simply to become superior."
He sighed and slowly told Luo Xuanyi what he had not dared to say to others before.
"However, if the Alliance hadn't been overly interfering in mortal affairs, they wouldn't have thought so. The previous emperor was actually fine, but the Alliance replaced him because of the words of a minor cultivator from the Lihuo Sect. The current Emperor, Linwu, used military force to suppress popular opposition for five or six years before it was quelled... It's clear that the Alliance has indeed gone too far in this regard."
Luo Xuanyi nodded slightly after hearing this. While watching Bai Zhen turn around and go downstairs to talk to an official who looked quite familiar, she turned the topic to the key point she had caught.
"In other words, the Fenhua Society is more inclined towards the mortal world than the six major alliances? Are they and the other cultivators of the six major alliances at odds with each other?"
"That's not wrong," Ding Jing Zhenren affirmed. "The current Imperial Preceptor of Emperor Linwu is Hui Zige, a literary cultivator of the Fenhua Society. Many agricultural and land cultivation cultivators of the Fenhua Society have been appointed to minor positions in the imperial court. Even the Fenhua Society's leader is rumored to be traveling around the country, helping refugees."
Luo Xuanyi let out a long, meaningless hum through her nose to show that she had heard it. After a moment, she suddenly said, "Go call Bai Zhen and talk to him about what I taught you before."
"Tell him?" Master Ding Jing subconsciously put himself on Luo Xuanyi's side and frowned in thought.
"Isn't that too risky?"
"You'll know after chatting." Luo Xuanyi said lightly.
"I'll leave this matter to you. I have something else to do. Let me know via the sound transmission talisman when you're done."
After saying this, Luo Xuanyi slowly severed the connection with the death energy of Ding Jing Zhenren and gradually separated from his body.
As he escaped, Master Ding Jing was horrified to find that the ancient Moye sword, which had finally reappeared in his sea of consciousness, had once again vanished into the mist, and the dead energy circulating throughout his body was once again stagnant. He subconsciously tried to circulate the Qi, but the chaotic and tangled dead energy was completely uncontrollable by the Taoist method he had previously cultivated.
The only thin stream of spiritual power that he could still control was circulating, at least making it appear that nothing had changed for Ding Jing Zhenren from the outside, but his back was already covered in cold sweat.
After leaving Luo Xuanyi, he returned to his outwardly strong, inner-weak state. But his current state of mind was even more different from before. He had already experienced the feeling of controlling the dead energy, and that renewed sense of stability and fulfillment formed an even stronger contrast with his current weakness.
Just a moment ago, he was a genius swordsman who knocked down the Ghost Buddha with one sword, but now, Master Ding Jing understood that even Yun Po could seriously injure him with the Taoist formation.
"No..." Master Ding Jing gritted his teeth and clearly realized the importance of obtaining the strange cultivation method. At the same time, he also understood a fact.
As long as Luo Xuanyi was there, the thing he had worried about before, being seen through, would not happen.
He must rely on Luo Xuanyi.
Luo Xuanyi watched Master Ding Jing sink deeper and deeper into his trap according to his own ideas, and smiled slightly.
"Then I'll leave this matter to you."
The repeated instructions were still in a light voice, but it was like a rope to confirm one's position. This time, Master Ding Jing did not hesitate any more and obediently put his head into the rope loop.
"I see."
Luo Xuanyi looked at Master Ding Jing, then glanced over the walls of Longlan City before turning and flying towards the small town she had originally planned to visit. There, she would refine her first formation flag, in addition to the main one.
Until then, she wasn't going to reveal her coordinates again.
Finished! I slept for a whole day. I went to Shenzhen two days ago and spent most of the time in the car. I was exhausted. I will make up for the two chapters I missed~
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