Undercover?
Zhuquetian was stunned for a moment. Taoist Qingxuan’s request was both reasonable and unexpected.
If Shenzhou wants to deal with Black Soil State, does it need him to be an undercover agent? Apart from anything else, just using the name of an immortal can completely scare the Hundred Sects Alliance into submission.
Why do we need an undercover agent?
"Are you kidding?" Zhuquetian asked.
"You think it's unnecessary?" Taoist Qingxuan asked, then laughed and said, "If it's about killing people, it's indeed unnecessary, but how much do you know about Black Soil State? How many Saint Kings are there, and how many powerful people are there?"
"There are five sects and eight saints. The Huangji Sect is the best among them. It is said that there are three saints. The remaining strong ones are countless."
Zhuquetian answered without hesitation.
Although he has been living in seclusion and practicing hard these years, it does not mean that he does not care about the outside world. The beginning of the world has worn away their arrogance and changed their living habits. No one dares to stay in seclusion for decades.
Just like in Beiying's case, who knows, one day a group of even more powerful reincarnated people would suddenly appear and kill him.
Black Soil State is definitely not as powerful as Shenzhou. With the Immortals here, it is already invincible. Even without the Immortals, the Sword Immortal alone is better than most of the Saint Kings in the world.
In the past, the White Lotus Mother was chased and beaten by the Sword Immortal, which shows how unfathomable her strength is.
But the situation has changed in recent years. In terms of the number of strong people, Shenzhou cannot compare with other places. This comparison only considers the ones that are openly under the command of the Shenzhou government and the immortals.
It is estimated that there are a large number of powerful people hidden in Shenzhou, but in the face of the power of the immortals, everyone lives honestly, instead of jumping out to seize the power of the world and prove the supreme status.
Qingxuan asked again: "Anything else?"
"I am a young generation and I know little. I only know this much."
Zhuquetian shook his head, his mind full of thoughts, and one powerful man after another kept flashing by.
Could it be that there is another powerful person in Black Soil State?
Qingxuan said: "There are also the Demon Abyss and the Ancient Buddha. The former is the backer of the Huangji Sect, and the Demon Abyss is preparing to turn from turbid to clear. As for the Ancient Buddha, you can regard it as a kind of filth in the world, a very dark and evil thing. It will be a great merit to eliminate it."
"The Hundred Sects Alliance is not important. What is important is the ancient Buddha hidden within it."
"Ancient Buddha? Senior, two years ago I met a very strange monk. I wonder if you have heard about this incident..."
Zhuquetian remembered that the last time he went out, he met a very strange monk.
That day, he and his Taoist companions inspected the sect's territory to prevent anyone from wantonly oppressing the people and adding stains to their bodies. Although Zhuquetian was not a good man, he was favored by the immortals when he was young, so he naturally had to take the mortals into consideration.
"I will grant you my magical powers. When you succeed, you will protect the area."
This is the requirement of the immortal to impart the Dharma. Most people will not refuse, and there is no reason to refuse.
The upright immortal sects basically do not have oppressing the common people written into their sect rules. Practitioners will not kill mortals for no reason, but they will not pay attention to them all the time either.
The appearance of Li Changsheng slowly changed this situation. After Zhuque Tian was gradually raised by this generation and became the leader of the sect, many sects began to protect the people and take the initiative to rescue and eliminate disasters.
That day, Zhuquetian met a monk who called himself the Sick Buddha. The moment he heard the name, Zhuquetian wanted to take action.
Taking illness as Buddha, isn’t this evil?
'Don't worry, donor. I am taking on all the diseases in the world in order to save all living beings.'
Under the fearful gaze of Suzaku, the monk used his magical powers to cure people's illnesses, from minor colds and fevers to major congenital disabilities, cancer, and terminal illnesses.
Then the monk died.
At that time, Zhuquetian was so frightened that his hair stood on end. He used some connections and reported the matter to the Shenzhou authorities.
The Fire Spirit Sect, in turn, was guarding the gate for Shenzhou. After a few days, people from the Heavenly Secret Pavilion came to investigate, but did not find anything special.
The matter ended like that, and two years have passed since then.
After listening to Zhuquetian's story, Qingxuan judged: "This is the ancient Buddha. What they practice is not Buddhism. They are Buddhas themselves, a kind of existence like the law."
Zhuquetian asked doubtfully, "It seems that I am not doing anything evil. Two years have passed, and none of the mortals who were cured back then have died."
"Perhaps, but it doesn't matter. They must die."
Qingxuan hung up the phone.
Zhuquetian felt that there was something behind what Taoist Qingxuan said, but it was obviously not something he could understand. Looking at the dark sky outside, he shuddered for no apparent reason.
It was as if a big chess game was covering the Black Soil State, with countless big hands moving flags one after another on the chessboard to achieve their own goals. He also became a chess piece, and the chess players of Shenzhou were also influencing the chessboard through themselves.
Zhuquetian knew it clearly, but he couldn't resist.
There are many smart people in the world, but very few who can transcend. Who is not a pawn?
Zhuquetian walked out of the bamboo house and stepped into the sky. Seeing the envoy of the Huangji Sect, he bowed and asked, "Did you come here for the matter of the Hundred Sects Alliance?"
"That's right." The Taoist nodded and took out a gold-plated invitation from his sleeve.
"We have already held a general meeting once before, but some people like you were not able to attend, so we held a second general meeting."
Zhuquetian took the invitation and threw out a wooden box containing a spiritual medicine. He asked, "Can you tell me how the talks with the Hundred Sects Alliance went?"
"It is not convenient to disclose this matter."
The elder of Huangji Sect shook his head, looking very businesslike, but the elixir had already gone into his sleeves.
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