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

Chapter 59: A Call to Arms Among Fellow Disciples; Zeng Zibu in Trouble

Congratulations on moving to your new home!

For Zhong Bai and his fellow disciples, it wasn't a big deal; it was more about getting together and bonding.

After all, those who are from the same school can survive longer and go further by helping each other.

Of course, the atmosphere at the dinner table was a bit awkward today because of Shi Jian's arrival.

"Come on, come on, Senior Brother Lin, Eldest Brother, Senior Sister Zhegu, Junior Brother Qianhe, the five of us came down the mountain together to guard various places. It's fate that we're gathered here today. Cheers!"

Si Mu raised his glass of wine and drank it down without hesitation. With him keeping the atmosphere lively, even though Shi Jian and Lin Fengjiao didn't have much to say, the atmosphere at the dinner table could still be maintained.

"By the way, today is Junior Brother Lin's housewarming day, so I have a gift for him."

At this moment, Shi Jian was also thinking about what happened with Wen Cai right after he entered the room, and how he hadn't even had a chance to take out the gift he had prepared...

I might as well take it out in front of everyone now, which will help ease the tension.

“Junior Brother Lin, you study Qimen Dunjia, Feng Shui, Yi Jing, and talismanic arts. Therefore, what I am giving you this time is a box of century-old cinnabar!”
It's a pity we didn't have any top-quality wolf hair brushes, otherwise I would have forged another one.

Hearing this, Si Mu looked at Zhong Bai, feeling somewhat regretful that Zhong Bai hadn't taken anything when he killed that wolf demon. Otherwise, he could have made a decent calligraphy brush from its wolf hair.

Sensing the subtle look in Si Mu's eyes, Zhong Bai shook his head slightly. That wolf demon was the culprit behind the deaths of the people of Zhongjia Village. He killed the wolf demon only to avenge his family, and for no other reason.

Therefore, they did not dismember the wolf demon, let alone obtain its fur...

As Lin Fengjiao received the box of century-old cinnabar from Shi Jian, she could feel the yang energy contained within it, even through the box!
"Junior brother thanks senior brother!"

"Haha, no need for formalities, Junior Brother Lin. After all, we are fellow disciples. Even if we have some conflicts, they are harmless."

"I, Shi Jian, certainly have that much magnanimity."

It's hard to say, but Zhong Bai's gaze toward Shi Jian became somewhat complicated.

Shi Jian isn't a bad person now, is he?
Just then, Four Eyes spoke.

"Sigh, the eldest brother is still the richest, able to take out a century-old cinnabar and give it to the senior brother Lin."

My junior brother is not so lucky; the official road there is so poor that all that's left are some wild game from the mountains.

"As a junior brother, I can only offer Senior Brother Lin some delicacies from the forest as a gift. Compared to my senior brother, I feel quite ashamed!"

"What are you saying, Junior Brother Four Eyes? It's a small gift but a big sentiment. Junior Brother Lin won't mind, right?"

Lin Fengjiao nodded emphatically.

"That's right, Junior Brother Qianhe, I'm very satisfied with the gift you gave me!"

"I'm glad you're satisfied, I'm glad you're satisfied, Senior Brother Lin. Anyway, I put my heart into it."

I imagine the gifts from the eldest disciple and junior disciple Qianhe are the most precious.

When Si Mu mentioned Zhong Bai, it immediately piqued Shi Jian's interest, and his competitive spirit was aroused.

"Junior Brother Qianhe, what is the gift you brought? May we be able to learn about it?"

Upon hearing Shi Jian's question, Zhong Bai wanted to give Simu a flick on the forehead, but he still managed to suppress a smile and said, "Senior Brother, there's no need to be curious. What Junior Brother gave me isn't anything valuable. I had some opportunities recently and managed to contract a Angry-Eyed Chicken at the Demon Soldier level. The gift I gave to Senior Brother Lin was some Angry-Eyed Chicken blood!"

"Tsk tsk tsk, Junior Brother Qianhe is really generous!"

Si Mu was a little envious. He knew about the Angry Sun Chicken, after all, he had been to Zhong Bai's dojo. Using the blood of the Angry Sun Chicken to draw talismans would definitely have amazing effects!
Everyone laughed when they heard Si Mu's jealous words.

"Junior Brother Qianhe has great fortune; the blood of this Angry Sun Chicken is quite a treasure!"

Just as Shi Jian was trying to smooth things over, a streak of light flashed between the brows of the five people!
A single sentence echoed in the minds of all five people simultaneously.

"The situation is critical! Fellow disciples, come and save me!"

"not good!
It's a call to arms among fellow disciples!

Shi Jian was the first to stand up. At the same time, Si Mu, Lin Fengjiao, Zhe Gu, and Zhong Bai all sensed the summons message in their minds.

The summons from fellow disciples of Maoshan cannot be misused; only disciples who have been formally ordained can issue such summons to request assistance from their fellow disciples.

As long as the distance isn't too far, the information can generally be received.

Clearly, the Maoshan disciples who issued this call to arms are not far from Renjia Town.

"This is... a summons issued by Junior Brother Zeng Zibu of the Tongyou Hall!"

Shi Jian knew almost everything about the disciples of the various halls of Maoshan.

He was very familiar with even the outer disciples, so he recognized who had issued the summons in an instant.

Upon hearing Zeng Zibu's name, Zhong Bai frowned.

Before descending the mountain, Zeng Zibu had competed against him in the arena.

Therefore, Zhong Bai knew the other party very well. Although Zeng Zibu was a disciple of Tongyou Hall, he was extremely proficient in talisman techniques.

Logically speaking, someone of his stature shouldn't be issuing a summons so late at night.

However, Zhong Bai could hardly judge the specific situation. What they could do now was to rush to provide support as quickly as possible.

"Forty li to the southwest!"

After carefully sensing the information from the summons in his mind, Shi Jian was the first to point out the location.

Then, with a solemn expression, he said, "Fellow junior brothers and sisters, Junior Brother Zeng is, after all, a fellow disciple of Maoshan and a true disciple of Tongyou Hall. We cannot refuse to go!"

Let's each use our own methods...

After saying that, Shi Jian disappeared from the spot in a blur. He had also practiced the Lightning Escape Technique.

However, it's only at a minor stage yet, and it's still a ways off from achieving full success.

Even so, such a speed, combined with a Qi Refining Level 5 cultivation, is not slow.

"Senior Brother Lin, Senior Brother Simu, Senior Sister Zhegu, I'll also go ahead..." Although Zhong Bai was reluctant to reveal his situation now, he ultimately felt indifferent in the face of the summons from his fellow disciples.

His aura suddenly surged, revealing his Qi Refining Level 6 cultivation without any attempt to conceal it!

As lightning surged from his body, Zhong Bai vanished from the mortuary in an instant, accompanied by a burst of lightning.

Lin Fengjiao, Zhe Gu, and the other two exchanged glances, all seeing shock in each other's eyes.

The four were shocked because Zhong Bai was only at the fifth level of Qi Refining last time, and now he was at the sixth level of Qi Refining, which was too terrifying. Not to mention Lin Fengjiao and Zhe Gu.

"Um, Senior Brother Lin, Senior Sister Zhegu, let's hurry over there too!"

Their eyes met and spoke, pulling them back to their senses.

Lin Fengjiao and Aunt Zhe nodded emphatically and quickly left the mortuary, rushing southwest.

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It is located 40 li southwest of Renjia Town.

The night was deep, and Zeng Zibu was covered in blood. Half an hour had passed since the summons for his fellow disciples was issued, and he was already at his limit.

"Brother Zhang, hang in there a little longer. My fellow disciples should have received the news and are on their way."

Hearing this, Zhang Huaiyi, who was maintaining the Golden Light Mantra, felt extremely helpless.

"Brother Zeng, I'm afraid even if your fellow disciples came, they wouldn't be able to help. My fellow disciple can barely hold on, and today..."

Upon hearing this, Zeng Zibu subconsciously looked at Zhang Zhiwei, who was blocking a group of men in black robes.

At this moment, Zhang Zhiwei almost pushed Yang Wu Lei to its limit, with lightning flashing and thunder exploding. However, facing the combined attack of the group of black-robed men, he was still somewhat overwhelmed.

"Damn Japanese beasts!"
Damn the Qing Dynasty!
"You actually joined forces to harm the people of the Nine Provinces, and today you dare to ambush and kill me again! You dare to challenge the prestige of Longhu Mountain! You have no guts!"

"What a joke! You, a Taoist priest from Longhu Mountain, can understand the affairs of the imperial court?"

The cooperation between the Japanese and the imperial court is a win-win situation, but Longhu Mountain went so far as to hunt down the Japanese, which is going against the imperial court!

If I don't kill you, who will I kill?
As for Longhu Mountain, hehe, at worst we can just blame your deaths on other sects..."

A voice that was neither male nor female came out, and Zhang Zhiwei's expression was somewhat complicated.

He knew the identities of this group of people; they were imperial guards, all top-notch masters of internal martial arts.

Nine imperial guards, plus four Japanese sorcerers!
It's easy to dodge a knife in the open, but hard to guard against an arrow in the dark. Even with Zhang Zhiwei's cultivation at the sixth level of Qi Refining and the formidable power of Yang Wu Lei, he seemed somewhat powerless at this moment.

"Hehehe, the imperial court has dealt with Taoists before, but if their cultivation is high, they are really not easy to deal with."

But you, haha, are doomed to die today!

As he spoke, he drew his sword and charged again.

Zhang Zhiwei was helpless, as he had to deal with the Japanese sorcerers who were constantly sneaking up on him, and he also had nine imperial guards and four mid-stage ghost soldiers facing him.

Even though his lightning magic was unparalleled, his opponent kept him entangled and surrounded, causing his true energy to be constantly depleted.

This can't go on...

Another half incense stick has passed.

Zhang Zhiwei's face was pale. His true energy was almost exhausted. Faced with this situation, knowing that he would not survive, Zhang Zhiwei chose to fight desperately!

Besides, he's a true disciple of the Celestial Master of Longhu Mountain; he certainly has some trump cards up his sleeve...

"If you want me dead, you'll have to pay the price!"

In an instant, Zhang Zhiwei switched from defense to offense, and struck one of the shikigami in front of him with a lightning bolt.

With a deafening roar, the shikigami exploded into countless ghostly energies. A Japanese sorcerer hidden in the darkness let out a muffled groan, spat out a mouthful of blood, and collapsed to the ground.

"Retreat, everyone. This is just a last-ditch effort. Brothers, don't fight him to the death."

After the old eunuch gave the order in his hoarse voice, the nine imperial guards immediately distanced themselves from Zhang Zhiwei, surrounding him without attacking.

In reality, they were also forcing themselves to keep going, their clothes soaked with sweat, and some of their arms covered in charred soot and mixed blood.

Zhang Zhiwei is not so easy to kill; luckily, they held on...

Zhang Zhiwei could only watch helplessly as the lightning in his hand grew dimmer and dimmer.

Looking at Zeng Zibu and his junior brother Zhang Huaiyi protecting him from behind, Zhang Zhiwei could only manage a helpless bitter smile.

"Looks like we have no choice but to use our trump card..."

Just as Zhang Zhiwei was about to make up his mind, a bolt of lightning flashed across the void!

In an instant, lightning flashed and thunder roared. A bolt of lightning struck a shikigami directly, causing it to explode. The shikigami turned into a pool of ghostly energy, and a Japanese sorcerer immediately coughed up blood and knelt on the ground.

As soon as I looked up, I found a strong arm on my neck!
After lifting the Japanese sorcerer up, Zhong Bai did not hesitate at all. With a slight force, his neck snapped with a crack.

"Fellow Daoist Qianhe!"

The moment Zhang Zhiwei saw Zhong Bai, he abruptly stopped what he was doing, realizing that he didn't need to use his trump card anymore.
Nodding to Zhang Zhiwei, Zhong Bai looked at the imperial guards ahead.

"Humph!

"You aided and abetted the wicked; no wonder the Qing Dynasty couldn't last long. You beasts, you'll all stay here today!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhong Bai flashed in front of the other two Japanese sorcerers. He threw two punches, creating a sonic boom with his bare hands. The impact of the force was so great that they couldn't even scream.

With a deafening bang, his entire chest was pierced through by a fist, making him utterly dead...

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