It’s the end of the world after becoming a mountain god!

The corpse drivers need to maintain the corpses themselves, so they stay with the corpses all year round.

The most bizarre thing is that they rarely choose the corpses of strangers, but prefer to choose the corpses of their relatives.

"Using the corpses of your own relatives as weapons?" Song Tang was increasingly unable to understand the direction of Xuanmen's development.

Ming Xin also couldn't understand it. He nodded and said, "The corpse drivers believe that when a person dies, it's like a light goes out. The corpse is just a carrier. They just choose another way to commemorate them. And their relatives are willing to be driven by them. They will make the same choice after they die, so they don't think there is anything wrong."

"In fact, no matter whose corpse they nurture, they will eventually treat it as a brother, sister, or other relative. They believe that only in this way can they achieve true spiritual connection with the corpse and achieve double, quadruple, or even higher attack power."

Most other sects despise them for raising the corpses of their loved ones into zombie-like creatures and are unwilling to associate with them.

Most corpse drivers have strange personalities. Not to mention outsiders, they rarely interact with their own families and fellow disciples in their sects. Naturally, they don't care what others think of them.

"Other sects have proposed many times to expel them from the Xuanmen Alliance. Later, I don't know what happened, but they stayed." Mingxin touched his bald head and said, "There is another sect called Shadow Puppetry. Their ancestors were criminal officials, so their methods are also different from those of other sects."

"Their leader seems to be called Wang something, yes, nicknamed Blind Wang! They are a bit similar to this corpse driver, but they use human skin instead of corpses."

"Human skin?" Song Tang frowned slightly. This was equivalent to a cult more than a thousand years ago.

Ming Xin nodded and continued, "But their human skins were purchased through legal means. Although there is suspicion of crossing the line, at least it did not really violate the rules of the Xuanmen Alliance."

Compared to corpse drivers who turn the bodies of their loved ones into weapons, shadow puppeteers tend to buy the skins of outsiders.

They often sign agreements with some poor families, and as long as they are willing to "donate" their human skin to them after their death, they will receive a large sum of money.

"I used to think that we in Songshan Temple were extremely poor because we occasionally couldn't eat. I didn't expect that..." Mingxin looked reluctant and sighed, "So there really are quite a few people who agree to sign the agreement and get the money just to make their families live a better life."

When Xuanmen first learned about this matter, they sent a number of people to investigate.

Until those people knelt down in front of them and begged them not to cut off the only way of life in the village. How can the dead be more important than the living?

Mingxin's words reminded Song Tang of Su Yun and her friends, a group of guides who almost lost their lives while helping the poor.

"But the way these shadow puppets behave is indeed a bit..." Mingxin swallowed the words "not a good-for-nothing" involuntarily.

Noticing Song Tang looking at him, Ming Xin immediately smiled awkwardly, "Now there are only two shadow puppeteers left, Wang Xiazi and his grandson. They often cheat people out of money by pretending to be ghosts. They specifically target those wealthy people who are suspicious of everything. Today they encounter ghosts to scare people, and tomorrow they pretend to be masters to catch ghosts."

It’s strange to say, but the grandfather and grandson cheated many people and never failed once.

I don’t know if it’s because of his profound knowledge or if rich people really fall for this.

"Xuanmen doesn't care?" Song Tang was very curious, who is in charge of Xuanmen now?

Could it be that the people who are in charge of the Xuan Sect today don't care about anything? They don't care about this, and they don't care about that!

Ming Xin shook his head: "They only deceive people but never harm them, and they never offend anyone from the Xuanmen. Whenever someone from the Xuanmen intervenes in this matter, they immediately apologize with a smile and leave quickly."

Ming Xin had a strange expression when he said this. He paused for a moment before continuing, "It is said that this grandfather and grandson are quite cunning. They buy a lot of things from various Taoist temples and Buddhist sects every year! If one doesn't sell, they buy from another. There will always be someone who will sell to them. The next year, it starts all over again. After that, almost every sect will sell things to them."

Song Tang understood immediately that this meant offering tribute.

No wonder Mingxin had a strange expression on his face. Even a monk like him could see it. Could it be that other people really didn’t see it?

I’m afraid not!

Song Tang never expected that the entire Xuanmen would be in a state of decline due to the interruption of its inheritance, and now even its appearance was in a mess.

If this had happened more than a thousand years ago, if the leading sects of Xuanmen knew that the small sects affiliated with them were taking the opportunity to make money, they would have definitely taken action to clean up the sects.

Now it's rotten from top to bottom! Rotten from the root!

Mingxin didn't know why Song Tang beside him suddenly got angry while he was talking.

He understood that these sects were somewhat not presentable, but these things were not something that a small sect like theirs that couldn't even afford to eat could change.

Especially Song Tang, who guards a dilapidated mountain temple and even borrowed the qualification to participate in the competition from someone else.

So what if she dislikes these sects?

This kind of thing is a top-down thing. Whatever the top does, the bottom will naturally follow! If you don't follow, you are not in line with the group, and if you are not in line with the group, you will be excluded! If you are excluded, you will have no resources, and if you have no resources, sooner or later you will disappear from the Xuanmen and the world.

Besides, who are the top ones among them? They are the top ten most famous Taoist temples and temples in Huaguo, with the most pilgrims and believers in the country!

Let’s not talk about anything else, let’s just talk about their disciples!

Just the number of those gifted disciples combined is greater than the number of people in their two sects combined.

Mingxin is not afraid of trouble, but he also does not want to make things worse for Songshan Temple, which is already struggling.

When he first learned about these things, he was also indignant. At that time, the master was silent for a while, and finally chose to explain the key points to him one by one.

Their sect was small and weak, and they had to hide the fact that their junior brother was cursed.

They could only choose to take care of themselves and try their best to protect the people living near their temple.

As for other things, they can't do anything about them, so they have to learn to avoid them appropriately.

"Master Song, I know you are a righteous man and have great talent in Taoism. But you are not alone now. You have an entire mountain temple and four disciples behind you." Mingxin thought for a moment and tried to persuade them tactfully, "It will not be easy for you to fight against them alone. Why don't we avoid them first and think of other ways."

If Song Tang was really just a small temple master, let alone competing against the ten major Taoist temples, three or four hooligans on the street could smash her mountain temple.

But sorry, she is not!

She can really destroy the ten major Taoist temples by herself!

As for Buddhism? If Buddhism is also like this, and Buddhism and Taoism are inseparable, she wouldn't mind destroying them together!

"Don't worry, I'm very calm and I won't do anything rash." Song Tang smiled wryly.

Mingxin's face was filled with horror. How could Master Song's expression look calm? Had he gotten into trouble again?

Mingxin was still feeling uneasy until she brought Mingyuan back to the hotel.

After separating from Mingxin, Song Tang completely lost the mood to go shopping. She sat alone under a tree, thinking.

"My fellow Taoist, would you like to sell the talismans in your bag?"

Suddenly someone sat next to Song Tang.