Under one person: I, Zhang Zhiwei, the arrogant Zhang.

Chapter 587: Coming on the clouds, let them also mourn
"The leader is coming?" Liu Kunsheng looked at Mr. Huang Liu and asked, "Have you told the leader about this?"

"It was the leader who contacted me. He should have discovered the movement in the hall." Mr. Huang Liu said.

"When will God arrive? We might as well go and greet him, right?" said Master Huang Jiu.

In the north, seniority is ranked according to the fact that the youngest is called "xiao" and the oldest is called "ye". Whether it is a waiter in a shop or a passerby, the guests are always addressed as "ye".

Although Zhang Zhiwei's age is only a fraction of Master Huang Jiu's, in the practice of Taoism, the one who is more accomplished comes first, and since he is the leader of a religion, he should be called Master.

This is just like Huang Tianjiu is called Master Huang Jiu, Huang Tianliu is called Master Huang Liu, Liu Kunsheng is called Master Liu, and Hu Tianbiao is called Master Biao.

Mr. Huang Liu and Liu Kunsheng did not think there was anything wrong with this title, but Hu Tianbiao was quite dissatisfied with it.

It glanced at Huang Tianjiu, curled its lips, and thought, "You are just trying to flatter me. There is a word 'Tian' in our generation name, so why don't we call him 'Tian Ye'? We should call him 'Tong Ye'."

It also does not deny calling Zhang Zhiwei "Master".

However, Huang Tianjiu suggested that everyone go to greet him, as he was an elder and felt embarrassed.

"No... no need to welcome him, the leader has already... arrived!" said Master Huang Liu.

"Are you there? Just a little slower than us?"

Huang Tianjiu was immediately shocked. He was a Yellow Immortal whose innate magical power was speed. It took him only a few seconds to run from Changbai Mountain, while the other party ran from Longhu Mountain? Was his magical power so great?
Just as I thought of this, I heard a thunder in the clear sky, and a cold wind blew, blowing the smoke and dust all over the place.

Everyone in the valley looked up and saw a cloud suddenly appear in the cloudless night sky.

The cloud was moving very fast. When I first saw it, it was still at the horizon, but in the blink of an eye, it was already close.

The immortals exclaimed, after so many years of practice, they were not completely ignorant and already had some guesses in their minds.

Sure enough, the clouds and energy were seen boiling, and inside there was a Taoist robe with fluttering sleeves.

The surrounding clouds gathered and flowed into the Taoist robe, outlining a human figure and then turning into flesh and blood.

Zhang Zhiwei fell from the sky and landed in the center of the valley.

The immortals looked at this scene in amazement. They had lived in the mountains since ancient times and rarely got involved in the world of martial arts. How could they have ever seen such a scene?

Hu Tianbiao was as fierce as his name suggests, but the moment he saw Zhang Zhiwei, he quietly lowered his head. This was a purely subconscious action, and he didn't even notice it.

Carrying the blue sky and the clouds, is this the leader of Tiantong Sect, or an immortal descending? No wonder he could arrive here so quickly, the immortals thought to themselves.

The triple-stage Qi transformation of the reverse life is indeed a very good way to travel quickly, but the consumption is quite high.

Even for Zhang Zhiwei, it would be difficult to come to the Northeast by flying in the clouds. Aunt Lan's method is still effective.

Aunt Lan followed the water vein and sent Zhang Zhiwei all the way to the bank of Hun River. She asked Zhang Zhiwei if he needed her help, but Zhang Zhiwei politely declined. There was really no need for other people to interfere in this matter.

However, Zhang Yi was a little worried and wanted to go with Zhang Zhiwei, but was pulled away by Aunt Lan.

However, the two did not return to Longhu Mountain, but went to Tiesha Mountain to visit their fellow Taoists.

Tiesha Mountain is the ancestral home of Taoism in Northeast China and the Quanzhen Longmen lineage. The ancestor of the exorcists is the guardian of Tiesha Mountain.

It is precisely because of this relationship that the spirit mediums were not destroyed as monsters who cut down mountains and destroyed temples.

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"I'm late!" Zhang Zhiwei said to himself. He was not saying this to Mr. Huang Liu and the others, but to the white fairies in the valley.

"Master, you are here."

Master Huang Lu Liu was stunned for a moment, then walked up to Zhang Zhiwei and shouted with a look of grief and anger on his face.

Zhang Zhiwei waved his hand and looked around. The valley was in a mess. The fire had been extinguished, but it still emitted high temperature and a foul smell, and there were charred corpses everywhere.

He stood like a stone statue, staring at it all quietly, until he remembered everything clearly, and then he came to a charred corpse.

Baixian is a hedgehog. Even if it has obtained Qi, it is not very big. Except for the senior Bai San Tainai from Changbai Mountain, most Baixian are the size of a puppy.

Their spikes were burned off, and their bodies were curled up into a ball, tightly huddled together, like a larger basketball.

Zhang Zhiwei reached out and touched the charred flesh, and bits of light blue light overflowed. This was the remaining spirituality on the corpse, existing in the seven major energy fields.

It takes about seven days for an average person to completely dissipate the poison.

The words of the strangers depend on their strength.

Like Zhang Huaiyi in the plot, many years after his death, Quan Xing and Lu Liang dug up his body and read the remaining memories in his spirit.

These white fairies were all elves that had obtained Qi, and they had not been dead for long, so naturally they had abundant spiritual energy in their bodies. It was easy for Zhang Zhiwei to read their memories, which were even relatively complete.

Most of the memories of the Baixians are dull and boring. Apart from burning incense to the Tiantong Sect Leader in the morning and evening, they usually either practice cultivation or treat illnesses.

Occasionally in his spare time, he would chat with his companions around him, telling them some gossip he heard while treating patients, and then he would look forward to the time when the leader would distribute the incense and wages.

The wages for this period of incense offerings were about to come, but unfortunately, they could not receive it. A group of Japanese pirates wearing black kimonos, wooden clogs and holding long swords rushed in, killing any living thing they saw without any discrimination.

Not only that, among them there are Onmyoji who are good at controlling ghosts and gods, priests who are good at summoning gods, shrine maidens who are good at archery, and even sharpshooters.

Even though the Baixians had a maze-like cave in the valley, not a single one of them escaped under the siege of these people.

After reading the memory, Zhang Zhiwei dispersed the spiritual power in his hand and said in a deep voice: "I already know what happened."

"Master, they died so tragically. Could you please use your profound skills to transform them into Kings of Sorrow?" Master Huang Liu said with tears in his eyes.

The King of Sadness is one of the four beams among the four beams and eight pillars, which refers to the general term for ghost immortals. Specifically, the male ghost immortal is called Qingfeng and the female ghost immortal is called Yanhun.

Generally, they are former disciples who turned into ghosts after death and continued to practice in the hall. At that time, their status also changed from disciple to immortal who went out to perform rituals, so they were called ghost immortals.

This is also the reason why some disciples who go out to perform rituals are called Lao Xianggen. Your father died and turned into a ghost immortal to practice, and then he took you in to be a ritual master. So, aren’t you Lao Xianggen?

In the plot, Duanmu Ying's husband Wang Zizhong should be regarded as the King of Tragedy.

One of Longhushan's special skills is to exorcise gods and ghosts. Master Huang Liu looked at Zhang Zhiwei eagerly.

Zhang Zhiwei shook his head and said, "To transform into a Sorrowful King, one must have a relatively intact soul. Most of them were killed by a magic knife and their souls were eaten. The remaining ones had their souls taken away by some Yin-Yang masters. They do not meet the conditions to become a Sorrowful King."

Mr. Huang fell silent.

"Bury them!" Zhang Zhiwei ordered.

"Order!"

All the immortals responded, even Master Huang Jiu, who was also the head bishop, was no exception.

A group of immortals started to get busy, drilling in and out of the caves in the valley, and from time to time they would carry out a corpse of a white immortal... Until dawn, large and small graves appeared in the burnt and devastated valley.

There is a small stone tablet in front of each grave with words written on it.

At first glance, most of them have small names like White Puppy, White Xiaopao, and White Xiaotiao.

Immortals are often very concerned about their reputation, so they like to give themselves big names, such as Hu Tianbiao, Huang Tianjiu, Huang Tianliu and so on. But Bai Xian was timid, so he only dared to give himself a small name, and thus he suffered this misfortune.

Zhang Zhiwei looked at these small tombstones with no expression on his face, like the calm before the storm.

When Mr. Huang looked at the densely packed small tombstones, the emotions that had been suppressed for a long time surged into his heart.

"Master... it's all my fault. I should have lived in the valley. I shouldn't have coveted worldly pleasures... I..."

With red eyes, he choked up as he spoke that these Baixian were his subordinates, working for him and they lived with him day and night. It would be a lie to say he wasn't sad.

Zhang Zhiwei glanced at him and said softly, "Master Huang, life and death are determined by fate, so take it easy."

Mr. Huang didn't listen. Like Xianglin Sao, he kept muttering to himself: "Blame me, it's all my fault..."

Zhang Zhiwei's eyes fixed, and he slapped Huang Liuye on the back of his head, sending him flying far away and creating a big hole in the stone wall of the valley.

It was not until this moment that the emotions that Mr. Huang Liu had been suppressing suddenly burst out, and he roared with a ferocious face.

"Sixth brother, please accept my condolences!" Liu Kunsheng said from the side.

Mr. Huang Liu was cursing on his own and ignored him.

"It's useless to say such things. Let others also express their condolences!" said Zhang Zhiwei.

The cursing stopped abruptly, and Mr. Huang looked straight at Zhang Zhiwei:

"What is the Master going to do?"

"Blood debts must be repaid with blood. Let those Japanese pirates pay back the money they put in with interest," said Zhang Zhiwei.

"God is right. We should repay blood with blood and tooth for tooth. Our two families are of the same blood and are as close as brothers. If one of us is in trouble, I will not stand idly by. I will also help!"

The short Mr. Huang Jiu ran up to Zhang Zhiwei and spoke in an almost flattering manner.

The reason why he was so eager was not because he lacked the pride of being the head of the hall, but because Mr. Huang Liu's current state really made him envious!
Although Master Huang Liu is its elder brother in the same litter, he cannot catch up with it in terms of cultivation. He was able to be reborn as a human just because he worshipped a good boss.

However, despite its diligent practice, it is still just a monkey in human form, like a dwarf with hypertrichosis.

There is no harm without comparison. It also wanted to be like Sixth Brother, so when Zhang Zhiwei left Northeast China, it organized such a grand farewell ceremony.

This time, upon hearing that something happened in the Tiantong Hall, he rushed over in person without stopping, caring more about it than the affairs in his own hall. Wasn't it just to win the favor of the Tiantong Sect Leader?
"Thank you, Master Jiu, for your help. I will always remember this kindness in my heart!" Zhang Zhiwei said with his hands clasped.

Master Huang Jiu was overjoyed. This was exactly what it wanted. He decided not to make any demands yet, but to accumulate favors first and wait until he reached a certain level before making any further requests.

"Well... Little Heavenly Master, I will also come to help. My name is Hu Tianbiao, which means strong and brave!"

Hu Tianbiao folded his hands and said this. He hesitated for a moment, but still did not lower himself to call him "Lord Tian".

"Thank you, Mr. Biao. Even though I'm in Longhu Mountain, I've heard about what you've done recently. Thank you!" Zhang Zhiwei said with his hands clasped.

"It's just eating a few Japanese devils, they are worse than beasts, why bother about them?" Hu Tianbiao laughed.

At this time, Master Huang completely calmed down and said:

"Master, I will arrange for someone to find the whereabouts of those little devils. There are so many of them, they will definitely not be able to escape!"

"The people in our hall will also cooperate!" said Mr. Huang Jiu and Hu Tianbiao.

"What do you need to find?"

Zhang Zhiwei grinned, revealing a somewhat creepy smile, "Aren't those little devils right here? Why don't we just go to their doorstep?"

"This……"

The immortals were shocked. Wouldn't it be too risky to go directly to their house?
Even someone as rebellious as Hu Tianbiao had never done such a thing. Only Liu Kunsheng had done it, and as a result he was beaten half to death and almost couldn't return to Changbai Mountain.

Every failure is a learning experience. Liu Kunsheng said in a deep voice:

"Master, beware of a trap. The fact that they dare to attack Baixian Valley means that they are ready for revenge. If we attack them directly, will we fall into their trap?"

"Master, I know you are eager for revenge, and so am I, but this kind of thing cannot be rushed, otherwise it will only lead to more casualties. If this is the case, I think even the White Immortals will not be at ease if they know about it."

Mr. Huang Liu calmed down and spoke quickly, worried that Zhang Zhiwei was blinded by hatred.

Although the immortals have a large number of snakes, rats, insects and ants, not many of them can be used. They can use some cunning means to engage in guerrilla warfare, but they are no match for real swords and guns, as their flesh bodies cannot withstand the hail of bullets.

That time when Liu Kunsheng was killed, it was fortunate that there was the protection of the sea. If it had been on the shore, with its size, even ten of it would not have been able to withstand the bombardment.

"Do you think I want to go straight to the Japanese pirates' lair and fight them to the death?" Zhang Zhiwei said.

"Master, what do you mean?" Several immortals were puzzled.

Zhang Zhiwei said in a deep voice: "The enemy is in the dark now, and so are we. The situation is not very obvious."

"From what I know, among those who took action, there are assassination organizations similar to the Tang Sect. It is not easy to find these people. Instead of doing that, it is better to let them reveal their true colors themselves."

"But it is not advisable to attack their lair directly. As the saying goes, one learns from failure. Their lair has been destroyed once before. Going there again this time is undoubtedly an unwise move."

"So, the best option is to rob their railways. The railways are the lifeblood of these Japanese devils. Once the railways are robbed, they will not be able to steal things from us to their hometowns.

"When the dogs are desperate, they will definitely come into the mountains to encircle and suppress us. In this way, we can turn the passive situation into the active one."

As soon as these words came out, all the immortals were excited and said:

"The mountains are our territory. Even the most skilled ninjas will be exposed to us once they enter the mountains. That's a dead end!"

Zhang Zhiwei nodded: "That's right!"

In fact, there is one thing he didn't say. The Tang Sect was also assassinating the Japanese pirates, but both of them were in secret and it might be difficult to carry out. So he came to confuse the water.

"Then Master, which railway should we attack first?" Liu Kunsheng asked hurriedly.

"No hurry, I'll give them a big gift first!"

Zhang Zhiwei took out a peach wood sword from his wallet.

Although this move had some suspicion of exposing himself, after Yuan Jingui's mess, he estimated that he had actually been exposed.

(End of this chapter)