I am Zhao Zhijing, a poor Taoist priest, and I have disciples all over the world.

Chapter 139 Master Yideng

Just as Zhao Zhijing guessed, Ding Weizhong had indeed been controlled by drugs used by the Gongping Cult.

According to him, although the drug can turn people into zombies, the effect will not occur as long as the antidote is taken on time.

Ding Weizhong was terrified. Even if he died, he could still keep his body intact, but if he turned into a monster that didn't recognize his relatives, he might suffer in hell forever.

So he didn't care about Huang Rong's presence and said that the medicine could strengthen the body and even make old trees sprout new buds after taking it.

"Pooh!"

Huang Rong spat and moved a little further away.

But apart from these, Ding Weizhong didn't even know what the Gongping Sect members who were in contact with him looked like, let alone their names.

As for the antidote, it would appear in Ding Weizhong's study from time to time.

"I originally thought that I could at least find some clues about the Fairness Church, but it ended up being a failure here."

The three men left the cell and walked towards the government office. Although they broke into Erlongshan this time, they also captured the corrupt official Ding Weizhong.

But there has been little progress on the most important things, which is inevitably a bit discouraging.

Zhao Zhijing advised: "At least we know that there is indeed a drug that can turn people into zombies. It's not all in vain."

Huang Rong nodded, and understood that this matter should not be rushed. The Gongping Cult could cause such a big mess, so they must have extremely careful planning and means.

If it were easy to find their whereabouts, there would be no need to waste the previous five years.

"Master Zhao, my wife and I are going to Xiangyang right now to monitor the actions of the Mongols."

"Furthermore, if there is a suitable opportunity, we can also prepare a hero banquet and make the details of the Fairness Cult known to the public."

Zhao Zhijing said: "After I return to the mountain this time, I plan to continue studying the theory of the mutual generation and mutual restraint of all things. If I can crack the method used by the Fairness Sect to use poison, I believe it will be of great help."

Guo Jing said happily: "Master, you are so kind. Please accept my greetings!"

When Huang Rong heard Zhao Zhijing's plan, she rolled her eyes. It was obvious that she had some ideas in her mind, but she didn't say them out loud.

The three of them also discussed some details about how to keep in touch in the future, and agreed that if a heroes' banquet was really to be held, Zhao Zhijing would definitely go to help.

At this time, Guo Fu and the Wu brothers were waiting in the government office. After seeing Yang Guo, Guo Fu remembered how she had caused him to be scolded at Jade Maiden Peak.

Although he already knew that it was his mother who did it on purpose, he still felt a little uncomfortable, so he thought about taking the initiative to talk to Yang Guo.

Unexpectedly, Yang Guo said politely that it was okay, but his attitude was far less enthusiastic than when he took her on a tour of the Jade Maiden Peak, and was obviously much more distant.

Guo Fu hit a snag and was angry, so she turned around and left immediately.

Not long after, Zhao Zhijing and Guo Jing and his wife returned to the government office. They each brought their apprentices, said goodbye to each other, and said goodbye.

"Master, will Ding Weizhong be beheaded in the end?"

"Master, the martial arts of those bandits in Erlong Mountain are not that strong, why is it that no one dares to stand up?"

"Master."

On the way back to the mountain, the disciples gathered around and discussed the matter. Some of them could not figure out something, or had different opinions, so they would come to the master for judgment.

Zhao Zhijing gave some answers, but when it came to questions that required life experience to make one's own choices, he smiled and said, "Some things in this world are not simply black and white."

"I don't want my opinion to influence you, so you need to find the answer yourself in the future." "But since we are talking about this, when we return to Yunu Peak, each of you should write an article about your feelings and experience of going down the mountain."

While Zhao Zhijing was taking his disciples back to the mountain, Guo Jing and his wife were on their way to Xiangyang.

"Brother Jing, do you know what I thought of when Taoist Zhao mentioned breaking the poison method used by the Fairness Cult?"

Guo Jing knew that his wife was always full of clever tricks and it was difficult for ordinary people to guess her thoughts, but he still thought about it carefully before answering: "Could it be that the snake blood of the immortal old monster Liang Ziweng can make people immune to all poisons?"

Huang Rong shook her head, "No, guess again."

This time it took longer, Guo Jing racked his brains and thought of another thing, "Or maybe it's Ouyang Feng's Tongxi Dilong Pills?"

"neither."

Huang Rong saw that her husband's guess was wrong, so she stopped keeping him in suspense and said directly, "I was thinking of Master Yideng, the Southern Emperor, and his junior fellow apprentice, the divine monk from India."

Guo Jing suddenly realized, "Ah! That's right. At that time, Master Yideng was poisoned by Senior Yinggu, and it was this Indian monk who rescued him and saved him from danger."

"Exactly."

When Huang Rong heard Zhao Zhijing mention that he wanted to study medicine after returning to the mountain, she thought of Master Yideng who had saved her life.

Master Yideng possesses the unique skills of Xiantian Gong and Yi Yang Finger, which can cure internal injuries. The Indian monk is well versed in pharmacology and has extremely high medical skills.

If we can get the help of these two people, then no matter what strange poison the Fairness Sect uses, we should be able to find a way to crack it.

However, even though he had a plan, he didn't know when it could be accomplished, so he didn't tell Zhao Zhijing about it.

"Master Yideng is kindhearted. If you and I write a letter together to ask him and the Indian monk to come out of the mountains to save the world, I'm sure he will definitely not refuse."

Guo Jing was delighted and said, "Great! Let's write a letter right away, explain the whole thing in detail, and then find someone to send it to Xiangxi as soon as possible!"

After Zhao Zhijing brought his disciples back to the mountain, it was quiet for less than a day before the entire Yunv Peak became crowded again.

Most of them were locals from the Huashan area, who were grateful to Master Zhao Zhijing and his apprentice for getting rid of Ding Weizhong and Erlongshan, two evils in the local area.

At that time, Zhao Zhijing discussed with Guo Jing and his wife that the stolen goods seized from Erlong Mountain that were recorded by the government would be returned to their original owners.

The remaining part will be used to help the poor people.

The judge was an honest official, so he naturally obeyed all orders. He was also efficient and decisive in his work without taking credit for himself, so the reputation of Master Zhao of Huashan spread quickly among the people.

Most of the things that happened to Li Mochou before were attributed to grudges in the martial arts world. Ordinary people would just listen to them without any big reaction.

But this time it was different. The people who had either avenged their great hatred or received relief could not find Guo Jing and his wife, so they all ran to Huashan.

Therefore, Master and Disciple Zhao Zhijing had to spend a considerable amount of time dealing with the crowds coming from all over every day.

Some people knelt down and kowtowed without saying a word when they first met, while others brought their families with them and cried inconsolably.

As for the gifts they brought, they piled up like a mountain. Even if I tried to refuse some of them, there were still too many of them. Some people just put them down and left. It was impossible to go through them all one by one.

"My goodness, not to mention the gold and silver treasures, just the food and drink expenses, it looks like it will be enough to last until next year."

As the saying goes, the people's will is what Zhao Zhijing wants. It is impossible for him to just throw away things that cannot be pushed away. He simply set up a charity hall at the foot of the mountain, which can be regarded as taking money from the people and using it for the people.

(End of this chapter)