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

Chapter 20: Returning to the Roots
Everyone looked at this tragic scene and were speechless for a moment.

As the leader, Zhao Zhijing also felt emotional, but he couldn't just drag it on like this, he still had to clean up the mess in the end.

"My fellow disciples, now that things have come to this, let us send you off for the last time."

"Fortunately, the remains are still there. If the heroic spirit is still there, it will follow us back to our roots."

Everyone said yes, stopped feeling sad, and started to deal with the aftermath.

Because the corpse poison is so potent, the elixirs of the Quanzhen Sect can only partially restrain it. The most effective way is to rely on one's own internal strength and cultivation to resolve it.

Therefore, the corpses of these fellow disciples could not be collected and could only be slowly moved using long objects such as wooden sticks and door panels, and then burned after being gathered together.

Zhao Zhijing and Li Zhichang, who had the highest martial arts skills among the seven, were on guard around the area from the front and back.

The other five people took out strips of cloth or towels, soaked them with the clean water they carried with them, covered their mouths and noses with them, and then started to act.

After about an incense stick of time, more than a dozen corpses were finally gathered together, mixed with easy-to-burn straw and dry firewood.

"Brother Zhao"

Cui Zhifang handed the lit torch to Zhao Zhijing, and the few of them moved to the upwind side and waited silently.

"The Supreme Lord's decree transcends your lonely soul, all ghosts and ghosts, and I will be blessed by you all over the world."

Zhao Zhijing recited the Taoist scriptures on rebirth in a low voice, and the other six people heard it and began to recite it along with him.

"Kneel before my stage, the gossip shines"

".I command you to save all of us and help us to be reborn as soon as possible."

After finishing reciting the scripture, Zhao Zhijing threw away the torch in his hand.

It was the end of autumn, the weather was dry, and the fire started with the wind. In the blink of an eye, the fire engulfed the gathered corpses.

"The Infinite God Who Saves People."

When the fire gradually died down and was extinguished, people put the ashes into containers, sealed them tightly and put them away.

The swords of these disciples were also collected, and their names should be engraved on them.

Most of them were also contaminated with corpse poison, so it was not convenient to wash them right now. I could only rinse them several times with clean water, then gather them together and wrap them with thick cloth, and make plans after returning to Chongyang Palace.

By the time everything was settled, the sunset glowed on the horizon and it was too late to rush back to Chongyang Palace that day.

Zhao Zhijing discussed with everyone and finally decided to go to Xianyang City to rest for one night and return to Chongyang Palace early tomorrow morning.

Firstly, it was difficult to travel at night; secondly, there should have been many sects gathered in Xianyang City at this time. As the face of the upright sect in the martial arts world, Quanzhen Sect had to show up at least to match its status and position.

This place is still more than ten miles away from Xianyang. After packing up their things, everyone quickened their pace and set off again.

When we arrived at Xianyang City, there were quite a few people and travelers who were rushing to enter the city before dark. There was a long queue forming at the city gate, and it was very crowded. No one knew when they could get into the city.

"Are you the Taoist priests of Quanzhen Sect?"

Zhao Zhijing and others were still wearing Taoist robes at this time. The seven of them were dressed in uniform and quite conspicuous in the crowd.

The Beggar Gang disciples who were watching at the city gate, as well as the escorts from the Changhong Escort Agency in Xianyang City, came over to talk to them immediately after seeing them.

More than three months have passed since I traveled through time, and this is the first time I have dealt with people from the martial arts world outside of Chongyang Palace.

Zhao Zhijing saluted with one hand, "I am Zhao Zhijing, a disciple of Yuyang Zhenren of Quanzhen Sect. Nice to meet you two."

The Beggars' Sect is the largest gang in the world, and can be said to be on par with the Quanzhen Sect, the largest sect in the world.

The Beggars' Gang is divided into two factions: the dirty clothes faction and the clean clothes faction. This Beggars' Gang disciple is dressed in rags and dirtiness, and obviously belongs to the dirty clothes faction.

As for the Changhong Escort Agency, it is one of the few forces in Xianyang City. In this time of unrest in the world, they still dare to escort goods everywhere. They must have something extraordinary.

"I dare not, I dare not!" The two men waved their hands at the same time. The Seven Quanzhen Masters have been famous in the martial arts world for decades. When it comes to martial arts, they are certainly not as good as the Five Greatest Masters and Guo Jing and Huang Rong.

But that is only something between top masters. It is a luxury for ordinary people in the martial arts world to meet the Seven Quanzhen Masters in person. Besides, the Quanzhen Sect is currently in its heyday. Who would dare not give some face to those who often travel around the martial arts world?

When Zhao Zhijing introduced himself, the two men knew immediately that he was a master of the "Zhi" generation of the Quanzhen Sect, and they did not dare to be negligent in the slightest.

"I am Ding Bang'er, a disciple of the Beggars' Sect!"

"I am Cai Xingquan from Changhong Escort Agency!"

"Greetings to all the Taoist priests of Quanzhen Sect!"

Zhao Zhijing introduced Li Zhichang and others again. Ding and Cai both took the initiative to greet them and were very cordial.

"Masters, the two of us have been waiting here since early this morning. Please enter the city as soon as possible."

"The root of trouble"

When the name of the Root of Misfortune was mentioned, Ding Banger's voice became noticeably softer, and he lowered his voice and said, "The Root of Misfortune appeared near Xianyang, and all the famous sects and figures in the martial arts world have come."

"Just wait for the Quanzhen Sect's Taoist masters to take charge of the situation!"

Zhao Zhijing looked normal, but he felt amused in his heart.

Does that mean that if we don’t come, you will just keep waiting like this?
Ding and Cai led the way, and Zhao Zhijing and others followed behind, entering through a small door where there was no queue.

The guard at the city gate had obviously been bribed, so he let everyone in without any search.

When we entered Xianyang City, it was already the bustling evening. Now that the Southern Song Dynasty and the Mongols had been at a truce for several years, the people had a rare chance to catch their breath, and the scene was one of peace and contentment.

I just don’t know how long this peace can last.

The crowd walked through the streets and alleys, attracting a lot of attention along the way. The Beggars' Sect and the Changhong Escort Agency were in charge of the overall situation in Xianyang City. Naturally, there were also some people who were not invited or were from the underworld and cults.

When we arrived at a red-walled manor, we could hear the noise of people inside the wall from some distance away.

The Beggars' Sect would naturally not hold a gathering in such a grand occasion, so it should be the property of the Changhong Escort Agency.

As expected, Cai Xingquan apologized and went in to report first, while Ding Banger continued to lead the way.

As soon as Zhao Zhijing stepped into the main courtyard of Changhong Escort Agency, a burst of enthusiastic greetings broke out in the courtyard, and the air wave was so strong that it almost knocked people out.

How many loud voices are coming?

"I am Hu Ba from the Huaquan Sect, nice to meet you all, the Taoist priests from the Quanzhen Sect!"

"Chen Ying, the Thunder Hand of Southern Shaanxi, is here to show you your respect!"

"My courtesy name is Kunmen Ji Tai, nice to meet you all!"

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Gathering in the main courtyard, representatives from various schools and factions made a lot of noise. Fearing that they would be left behind, they introduced themselves to Zhao Zhijing and his party with red faces and thick necks.

As the leader of the seven people, Zhao Zhijing naturally walked in front. Seeing the surging momentum at this time, he calmly protected Ding Banger in front of him.

Anyway, you are a dirty clothes person, so it is normal to have some saliva on your body.

In fact, Zhao Zhijing stayed in Chongyang Palace most of the time and went down the mountain only a few times. How could he get to know so many people in the martial arts world?

Even for people like Li Zhichang, most of them have only heard of his name, and the number of people they have actually dealt with is probably less than two or three out of ten.

"Guan Changhong from Changhong Escort Agency greets all the Taoist priests of Quanzhen Sect!"

(End of this chapter)