The Purple-Robed Celestial Master has turned into a zombie?! Who can stand that?!

Chapter 115 Suicide
Humans are ultimately trapped by things they seek but cannot obtain throughout their lives.

As a young man, he wanted to cultivate immortality, but later he discovered that the path to immortality was elusive and that it was too difficult to achieve anything on the path of cultivation.

Ascension is too difficult, so difficult that it is unattainable.

After realizing that his talent was mediocre and that there was no hope of cultivating Taoism in his lifetime, the abbot of Jinyang Mountain gave up on this goal.

Later, he began to do his best to help the Jinyangshan Taoist Temple grow stronger, but he later realized that without money, nothing is possible.

Without capital investment, Jinyang Mountain simply cannot develop.

In the end, he didn't get what he wanted.

When people reach old age, in their fifties or sixties, they have accomplished nothing.

Especially after that trip, he returned to find that half of his Taoist temple had been demolished.

This made things even worse for the abbot of Jinyangshan Taoist Temple, whose life was already difficult.

After finishing the final touches, they can fly directly overseas.

He's already lived such a life; he can't let his descendants continue his fate.

On one side is the impoverished Jinyang Mountain Taoist Temple, which was demolished and had no money to repair, and on the other side is their own Taoist lineage that has been passed down for hundreds of years.

The abbot of Jinyang Mountain had already packed his things and was preparing to flee, because he knew that today was the day the zombie would reach its full potential, and he had already sent his son to do the final cleanup.

The hexagram is extremely unfavorable...

So, in his later years, the abbot of Jinyang Mountain decided that he should achieve at least one goal in his life.

But for some reason, he had a persistent feeling of unease in his heart.

In his view, it was just a matter of helping to raise a zombie and teaching them how to raise zombies. After the job was done, he would get 10 small goals.

If the Taoist temple cannot develop and one's Taoist practice is fruitless, at least one should make money so that one's descendants will not end up like one.

So he directly chose to collaborate with Sakura Kid.

He then consulted a fortune teller for himself.

It became the last straw that broke the camel's back.

Firstly, he was genuinely broke and impoverished in his old age. Secondly, if I didn't agree, I would rarely have such an opportunity again.

The abbot of Jinyang Mountain Temple had a gloomy expression.

Just ten years ago, around this time, someone from Sakura met him.

He promised to give him a huge reward afterward if he helped them with their tasks.

He immediately called his son to ask how things were going and why he hadn't returned yet.

On one hand, there was a solid 5000 million yuan in cash. When this choice was actually placed in front of him, the abbot of Jinyang Mountain found that he had no reason to refuse.

From now on, I will be free to fly like a bird in the sky and leap like a fish in the sea, completely escaping my current life.

That's enough for them to live on overseas in the future.

At that time, a deposit of 5000 million was given.

But after the phone rang a few times, he realized that his son was not answering.

"Not answering the phone?"

The abbot of Jinyang Mountain Temple had a vague feeling that something was wrong, so he made a few more phone calls.

The result was the same; no one answered the phone, and the call could not be connected.

Just as the abbot of Jinyang Mountain Taoist Temple decided to go and see for himself, a terrifying demonic aura swept in from outside the entire temple.

Although the abbot knew on his path of cultivation that there was no hope of ascension.

But after decades of cultivation, he wasn't particularly weak.

They are very sensitive to demonic and corpse energy.

"What's going on? Where is this demonic aura coming from?"

The abbot of Jinyang Mountain Temple had a dark expression. He could sense that the demonic aura sweeping over was extremely terrifying, no ordinary demon. Knowing that a formidable enemy was imminent, the abbot retreated from the Sanqing Hall Taoist temple, where he had just stepped out.

Before the statues of the Three Pure Ones, the abbot of Jinyang Mountain shouted, "What kind of demon dares to offend my Taoist sect?"

A voice came directly from the dark clouds.

"Jinyang Mountain, passed down from Jinyang Zhenren 600 years ago. Your Jinyang Ancestor was also a Taoist master who enlightened the region. How could you have a descendant like you? Cooperating with Sakura Little Devil to cultivate drought demons."

Using cultivated drought demons to fight against their own people—how are they any different from demons?

A figure emerged from the dark clouds.

This man rode a black tiger and carried two swords on his back: the Celestial Master's Evil-Slaying Sword and the Chun Jun Sword.

It was Zhang Tianlu.

The abbot of Jinyang Mountain Taoist Temple looked at the zombie riding a black tiger.

He had seen news reports about Zhang Tianlu, the ancestral master who caused the corpse to reappear at Longhu Mountain.

Accompanying Zhang Tianlu was Xuanzhen Celestial Master from Longhu Mountain.

At this moment, the Taoist priests from Longhu Mountain were outside the Jinyang Mountain Taoist Temple, and had completely surrounded the entire temple.

It's safe to say that not even a fly could escape today.

Immediately, the abbot of Jinyang Mountain Taoist Temple revealed a wry smile.

I thought I had covered my tracks perfectly, but I was discovered anyway.

The truth will eventually come out...

It's fate...

Abbot of Jinyang Mountain Temple: "Junior Zifeng pays respects to the Ancestral Celestial Master!"

The abbot of Jinyang Mountain originally thought that some top-level demon had arrived, but he didn't expect that it was this Ancestral Celestial Master who came to visit.

He was still very polite to the Celestial Master, and immediately bowed in worship.

Zhang Tianlu looked at him.

Then, the abbot of Jinyang Mountain asked, "Since the Celestial Master was able to find my way here, my good-for-nothing son must have fallen into your hands as well."

Should I take another look at him?

Zhang Tianlu replied, "Your son is quite courageous. He held out against me for two rounds and is now inside my Ten Thousand Soul Banner."

"We'll arrange for you and your son to meet soon. Is there anything you'd like to say before you die?"

The abbot of Jinyang Mountain said, "From the day I cooperated with Sakura the devil, I made the worst plans. I also knew that if this matter were to be leaked, I would die without a burial place. I just kept hoping that I could get away with it."

I have brought this upon myself and have no one else to blame but myself. I have cultivated Taoism for decades and helped countless people avert disasters and change their fates in the first half of my life.

"To think that changing my fate is so difficult, and since the Celestial Master and the Taoist priests of Longhu Mountain have arrived, it seems I have no choice but to atone with my death."

The abbot of Jinyang Mountain Temple was self-aware; he had drawn the worst possible fortune slips today.

Moreover, when he couldn't get through to his son on the phone, he had a vague feeling that something was wrong.

Knowing that he was doomed no matter what, he was going to die.

Putting aside the strength of the Celestial Master and the Xuanzhen Celestial Master, he couldn't even get past the high-ranking Taoist priests of Longhu Mountain.

So it's better to just be yourself.

After saying this, the abbot of Zifeng Temple on Jinyang Mountain sat down cross-legged on the spot and committed suicide.

After the old Taoist priest died, Zhang Tianlu took out the black banner and put his soul into it.

Although this guy was quite conscientious and didn't ask him to do anything, what's done is done, and wrong is wrong. He still has to accept the punishment he deserves; it's impossible for all his crimes to be wiped clean just because he voluntarily turned himself in.

Let him serve his sentence for several hundred years under the Ten Thousand Souls Banner.

(End of this chapter)