This humble Taoist priest, Qianhe, begins his quest for immortality by slaying demons and monsters.

Chapter 105 Encountering Wind, Rain, Thunder, and Lightning, the Silver-Armored Corpse Emerges

After finishing the pot of tea, Zhong Bai left one or two taels of silver on the table and then left the teahouse.

In the darkness of night, Zhong Bai walked slowly through the forest. He was originally on the official road, but after arriving here, he could smell a strong stench of corpses from a great distance!

This led Zhong Bai to change his course.

As they got closer to the source of the corpse energy in the forest, Zhong Bai's expression grew increasingly tense.

The oppressive feeling emanating from the darkness told Zhong Bai that he had probably encountered something big this time.

Just as Zhong Bai continued forward, the sound of horses' hooves echoed behind him. In the instant Zhong Bai turned around, five figures galloped up to him.

The leader was an old man, and Zhong Bai looked somewhat surprised; the old man had a very powerful aura.

In particular, the sword he carried on his back was clearly no ordinary item; even his own spirit sword, Blue Cat, was trembling slightly.

"Shut up!"

As the horse stopped, the old man also sized up Zhong Bai. He was shocked to find that even from a distance of a thousand meters, he had already sensed a cultivator ahead of him, whose strength was only one leap away from his own.

"Master, is this the Taoist master you mentioned? He's only around twenty years old, and seems a few years younger than us."

"Ah Lei, don't be rude!"

The old man's rebuke immediately silenced Are, who was about to continue speaking.

"May I ask where you come from, young friend?"
At the ninth level of Qi Refining, and so young, you must be from a top-tier Daoist sect.

The old Taoist priest Zhang Jing is the master of the Hidden Sword Mountain of the Celestial Masters sect. It is truly not easy for him to meet you, young friend.

Zhong Bai was quite surprised to hear about the Celestial Masters Sect. The Celestial Masters Sect and the Celestial Master's Mansion of Longhu Mountain actually had no connection. Of course, there might have been some connection a thousand years ago. The Celestial Masters Sect was just using the name of Longhu Mountain. The real one was Cangjian Mountain, but Zhong Bai had never heard of Cangjian Mountain.

"So it was Senior Zhang from Hidden Sword Mountain!"
"I am Qianhe, a disciple of Maoshan!"

The fact that the other party could so easily know that he was at the ninth level of Qi Refining meant that the other party had already established his foundation. Zhong Bai did not feel ashamed to call him senior with such strength.

"Hahaha, who do we have here? It turns out you are the renowned Daoist of Maoshan! No wonder you were able to reach the ninth level of Qi Refining at such a young age. I, on the other hand, have cultivated for sixty years and only just managed to break through to the Foundation Establishment stage. Compared to Daoist Zhong, I am truly ashamed!"

When Zhong Bai said he was a disciple of Maoshan, Zhang Jing had no doubts. He was joking. Impersonating a Maoshan Daoist was no joke. Besides, Zhong Bai's ninth level of Qi Refining was undeniable. Apart from the recently famous Maoshan Daoist, Zhang Jing couldn't believe it could be anyone else.

Upon hearing that Zhong Bai's identity was actually a Taoist priest from Maoshan, A Lei, who had initially looked down on Zhong Bai, froze for a moment, then became overjoyed.

"So you are Daoist Qianhe of Maoshan!"

Seeing his disciple's startled reaction, Zhang Jing felt a little embarrassed and quickly said softly, "Zhong Daozi, please don't be offended. This is just how my disciple is. He truly admires what Zhong Daozi did in Wuchang Prefecture some time ago."

Seeing Zhong Daozi in person now, it's impossible not to be excited.

After saying that, he continued his introduction, "Wind, rain, thunder, and lightning, why don't you four quickly bow and greet Zhong Daozi?"

A person's name is like a tree's shadow. Putting aside the fact that Zhong Bai's own strength is almost approaching that of his master, Zhong Bai's identity as a Maoshan Taoist is enough to make his disciples pay their respects.

That's Maoshan!

Their Hidden Sword Mountain sect is an unremarkable minor sect within the Taoist community.

Among his generation, he was considered to have decent aptitude, which allowed him to break through to the Foundation Establishment realm by sheer luck. Even so, Hidden Sword Mountain was still no match for Maoshan.

Upon hearing the deeper meaning in their master's words, the four—Wind, Rain, Thunder, and Lightning—were immediately startled and bowed respectfully to Zhong Bai, saying, "We greet Zhong Daozi!"

Zhong Bai remained calm with a slight smile. "Fellow Daoists, you may call me Qianhe."

With each ring of the bell, Zhong Bai felt goosebumps rise on his skin, especially with the four figures of wind, rain, thunder, and lightning in front of him.

"Haha, it's alright, it's alright."

"By the way, Zhong Daozi, you didn't come here just because of that corpse aura, did you?"

After exchanging pleasantries, Zhang Jing got down to business.

Looking into Zhong Bai's deep eyes, Zhang Jing felt a little nervous.

"Not bad!"

Phew! Hearing Zhong Bai's affirmative answer, Zhang Jing felt a huge weight lifted from his heart.

"So it turns out that Zhong Daozi really came here because of this corpse energy. To be honest, I am the same. However, Zhong Daozi may not know that the source of the corpse energy in this dense forest is a general's tomb of unknown age. It seems that the general's body has been in a state of corpse transformation for quite some time. Judging from the strength of the corpse energy, it must be at least at the level of a bronze-armored corpse, and it is even very likely to be a silver-armored corpse king!"

At this point, Zhang Jing's expression became somewhat solemn. Their Hidden Sword Mountain had limited resources. Even though he himself was a Daoist True Person in the early Foundation Establishment stage, he still had no chance of winning against a Silver Armored Corpse King.

“Zhong Daozi, the risks in this forest are too great. Zhong Daozi is the future of the Daoist sect.”

"If Zhong Daozi trusts this old Taoist, it's best not to put himself in danger..." Zhang Jing's words were full of seduction; his real purpose was to drag Zhong Bai, this Maoshan Taoist, into this.

As long as Zhong Bai gets involved, even if he can't deal with the general's body that has already turned into a zombie, the presence of Zhong Bai, the Taoist of Maoshan, will not only restrain him, but also provide a trump card to defend against enemies if they encounter real danger. At that time, the five of them, master and disciples, will be safer.

Zhong Bai smiled. It's said that it's better to die for your friend than for yourself. The other party may not have any bad intentions towards him, but it's not hard to guess that they want to drag him into this mess.

"Hahaha, what are you saying, Senior Zhang? As a Taoist priest of Maoshan, I travel the world to slay demons and eliminate evil spirits. How can I cower and fear evil spirits?"
The Silver-Armored Corpse King is indeed terrifying, but Senior Zhang is a Foundation Establishment True Person. With Senior Zhang here, what is there to fear in a battle!

Both of them had different thoughts, but they reached a tacit understanding. Zhang Jing smiled and said, "Zhong Daozi is indeed admirable!"

"In that case, let's go and see the general's tomb together!"

Zhong Bai nodded, "Good!"

“Ah Lei, what are you standing there for? It’s still a few miles from here to the general’s tomb. Give your horse to Zhong Daozi, and you and Ah Feng can ride together.”

Zhang Jing's arrangements were crystal clear, and Zhong Bai did not refuse. He mounted his horse, and from Zhong Bai alone to the current group of five, Zhong Bai had a general idea that he had encountered the plot.

However, we'll have to wait and see.

Galloping on horseback, the six of them reached the forest in about ten minutes, covering only a few miles.

When they were still a few hundred meters away from the general's tomb, the group stopped. Zhang Jing looked solemnly at the large tomb in front of them, where waves of corpse energy were churning.

"The situation seems worse than we thought. This general's body is probably already the body of a silver-armored corpse king. I just don't know if he's awake yet..."

After Zhang Jing finished speaking, he continued, "Zhong Daozi, you and my disciples should stay here and check the situation first. I am only at the Foundation Establishment stage, so I will go and investigate whether the Silver Armor Corpse King has awakened."

The instant Zhang Jing finished speaking, he transformed into a streak of light and swiftly arrived in front of the tomb.

Looking at the bottomless tomb robbery hole, Zhang Jing cursed inwardly. How dare some fearless people come to rob the tomb? If nothing unexpected happens, the silver-armored corpse king lying in the coffin must have awakened.

Sure enough, before Zhang Jing could finish complaining, the originally silent tomb suddenly trembled, and a silver light shot out from the tomb at an extreme speed straight towards Zhang Jing!

"It really is the Silver-Armored Corpse King!"

Without time to think, Zhang Jing was, after all, a Foundation Establishment True Person. Moreover, although Hidden Sword Mountain was not a major Taoist sect, it also had a Foundation Establishment spiritual treasure. The moment he drew his spiritual sword, countless sword energies flew out and rushed straight towards the silver-armored corpse king!
With a deafening roar, the entire tomb was swept by sword energy, but when the sword energy struck the silver-armored corpse king, it only blasted him off the tomb without causing any damage.

"Wind, rain, thunder, and lightning, form the battle array!"

Zhong Daozi, please cover for me!

Zhang Jing knew he couldn't deal with the silver-armored corpse king by himself, so he quickly restrained it while having the four members of Wind, Rain, Thunder, and Lightning form an array to assist him.

"Yes, Master!"

Despite the wind, rain, thunder, and lightning, the four dared not delay. They were all in their thirties and had been cultivating for over a decade. Although their cultivation levels were all around the fifth level of Qi Refining, they were not only cultivators but also martial artists!
The four men wielded the thick iron chain with great skill, and in the instant that the silver-armored corpse king and Zhang Jing were locked in combat, the iron chain trapped the silver-armored corpse king, which was floating in the void.

Seeing this, Zhong Bai didn't sit idly by either; he also wanted to test how much difference there was between the Silver Armored Corpse King and his current state.

"Divine Firmament Five Thunders, Condense!"

In an instant, Zhong Bai unleashed his true essence for the first time after reaching the ninth level of Qi Refining. The terrifying true essence caused ripples to spread across his Yin-Yang Water-Fire Daoist robe, and crackling lightning continuously surged out.

As Zhong Bai unleashed his Thunder Escape Technique, he appeared behind the silver-armored corpse king in a flash. A bolt of lightning, as thick as a thigh, struck the silver-armored corpse king's back, and a corpse roar rose into the sky. Zhong Bai looked at the bloody and mangled back of the silver-armored corpse king and was about to add a few more bolts of lightning when he saw the other party ignore Zhang Jing, who was being restrained by flying sword energy in front of him, and turn around to face him directly.

With a roar, the silver-armored zombie king suddenly opened its mouth, and a terrifying suction force enveloped Zhong Bai.

"Be careful, Zhong Daozi! This silver-armored zombie king can suck blood from a distance!"

Zhang Jing was terrified. He had confidence in Zhong Bai, but Zhong Bai was only at the ninth level of Qi Refining. He still needed to be extremely careful when facing the Silver Armored Corpse King.

Zhong Bai was also aware of the Silver Armored Corpse King's characteristics. His ability to suck blood from a distance was child's play. The opponent could fly briefly, and if he were to awaken supernatural powers, he would be truly difficult to deal with.

The terrifying suction force made Zhong Bai feel his blood and qi churning and locking him in place. He realized that the Silver Armored Corpse King was too far away to absorb his blood, and a cold smile appeared on Zhong Bai's lips.

With a palm strike, his blood and qi surged forth, and under the suction force, they rushed towards the silver-armored corpse king. Just as the silver-armored corpse king was about to be sucked into his mouth, Zhong Bai's divine soul ignited his blood and qi, and the Samadhi True Fire burst into flames, instantly engulfing the silver-armored corpse king.

The four people who had been restraining the Silver Armored Corpse King with iron chains suddenly felt a scorching heat rushing towards them, and the iron chains binding the Silver Armored Corpse King also began to turn red rapidly.

When the Samadhi True Fire encounters the corpse energy, it's like adding fuel to the fire, causing it to burn even more fiercely.

"good chance!"

Seeing this, Zhang Jing disregarded his shock and immediately drew his sword to pierce the silver-armored corpse king's forehead.

I can't take it easy today, so I'll only be updating at 3 PM... Thank you so much for all the monthly tickets, my dear readers, sob sob...

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