Under One Person: God Profiler

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Just as the two were arguing, two people dressed in Quanzhen Taoist robes slowly appeared before them. One was tall with a thick beard. The other was a young man.

The bearded Taoist priest greeted Lu Linglong immediately, "Oh, isn't this Senior Brother Linglong? What are you doing here instead of watching the finals!"

Upon hearing someone call her name, Lu Linglong immediately dropped her joking demeanor and became poised and elegant: "Daoist Xingyang, it's been a long time."

The young Taoist priest standing nearby looked on incredulously: "This girl is our senior brother?!"

"Of course, Huang Ming, don't underestimate him just because he's young. He started his training earlier than both of us. He's your senior uncle's disciple."

As if remembering something, Master Xingyang said to Lu Linglong, "Oh, right. When my senior uncle left, he mentioned you, saying that it had been a long time since you had returned to Baiyun Temple?"

Lu Linglong chuckled, "I've been wanting to visit Master and Grand Tutor for a while now, but I've had too much to do at school..."

"Are they all in good health?"

"Hmm, it's great, I'm eating well."

"Hehe, please give my regards when you two get back. I'll go see my master and grandmaster as soon as I'm done with this."

"Alright, I'll go back and say hello to them now."

After Master Xingyang finished speaking, he waved to Lu Linglong and led Huang Ming down the mountain.

As Lu Linglong watched the two figures disappear into the distance, a sense of powerlessness washed over her.

"Hey hey..."

"what happened?"

Zhi Jinhua wondered, what's wrong with this girl now?

"Do you think my great-grandfather was overthinking it? Everyone else has been coming down the mountain, and we haven't even seen a ghost of the Quanxing sect. We still want to see the legendary sorcerer."

"Perhaps they are afraid that there are too many masters on the mountain, so they have hidden themselves."

"Who knows what those lunatics are thinking."

"I'm afraid only a lunatic could know what Quanxing is thinking."

And then there's the East China company. I wonder how things are going on there. They don't explain their plans or discuss strategies. It's a real headache..."

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Xia Linyuan was sitting on a boulder, expressing his opinion: "If I were Quanxing, I would definitely choose to launch an attack when all the excess combat power of Longhu Mountain has been dissipated and the strongest combat power is too busy to pay attention to it."

That is, when the Old Master was performing the ritual of salvation for Zhang Chulan!

"Currently, only a few of the Quanxing members have been caught. According to clues provided by various regions, the number of Quanxing members in Jiangxi is far more than that. Even if there are disguises of the Domain Poison, it would not exceed 70 people... There are at least a hundred more people in Jiangxi who have not yet gone up the mountain."

"North China, however, has positioned its encirclement within the forests..."

"Isn't Master Dou's encirclement a bit too small...?"

"It is indeed small..."

Xiao Zizai said in a serious tone.

"Master Dou, why don't we call some men over and set up a perimeter at the foot of the mountain? That way, even the Quanxing Sect won't be able to escape!"

Then request some guns, and shoot those four madmen! Promotion and a raise are just around the corner!

As Xia Linyuan spoke, a sharp glint flashed in his eyes.

“Indeed, Lao Dou, the higher your rank, the better we can benefit from it.”

Xiao Zizai nodded.

"It's a pity that it's a bit too late to call for help now."

Before Dou Le could reply, Xia Linyuan contradicted himself and said to Xiao Zizai:

"Master, let's make things a bit more lively today and catch a few more troublemakers from the Quanxing faction. Let's get Master Dou promoted."

"I think it's a good idea..."

"No, no, no, don't be impulsive. We're just support, support. If this gets too big, it'll be hard to explain to North China..."

Dou Le's face was filled with a bitter smile as he earnestly tried to persuade his son, who was following his father's lead.

This kid went through all that trouble, but in the end, it was all to hunt for Old Xiao.

Dou Le sighed inwardly and looked at Xiao Zizai with resentment.

Old Xiao, your appetite seems to have increased...

Chapter 73 Quanxing Goes Up the Mountain

As night fell, Longhu Mountain gradually became quiet, transforming from a bustling place with people.

The dense forest was slightly damp.

Xiao Zizai and Dou Le sat under a tree, lit a fire, and idly poked at the embers.

Xia Linyuan sat on a tree branch, looking through the Tongtian Scroll he had obtained.

Lu Jin's Tongtian Talisman was meticulously crafted. The beginning contained a brief introduction, the cultivation method of the Tongtian Talisman was in the center, and the rest consisted of various talisman drawing methods and usage elements.

Regardless of its power, the Tongtian Talisman is divided into five colors based on its quality: gold, silver, purple-blue, and yellow.

Among them, the golden talisman is of the highest quality, requiring the caster to have the highest level of cultivation and consuming the most power...

Silver is next, followed by purple and blue. Yellow has the lowest power. This is just like the rules for talismans.

"Nourish the essence of the Dao, spread it on bamboo slips, gather the essence of all things, and control life and death..."

Xia Linyuan had studied some talismans, such as the Xingyun Talisman of the Shenxiao Sect, so he had some understanding of talismans and thus learned them very quickly.

Xia Linyuan flipped through some of the talismans he hadn't yet studied.

Suddenly his gaze sharpened.

The Five Ghosts Talisman commands five ghosts to serve it, and can be used to ward off evil spirits and protect the home.

Ward off evil spirits!

Xia Linyuan's eyes lit up. He immediately focused his energy to prepare to draw. With a series of swift movements, he drew winding lines in the air. Soon, a talisman appeared in the air.

Then it dissipated, and nothing happened.

Xia Linyuan frowned and drew the talisman again. The result was still the same.

Dou Le, who was resting under the tree, couldn't help but ask Xia Linyuan, who was rambling on and on, "Kid, what are you doing!"

“Cultivating the Heavenly Scroll.”

"But it doesn't seem to be working."

Xia Linyuan asked, somewhat puzzled.

Xia Linyuan reviewed the cultivation method in the Tongtian Talisman again, finally covering his eyes. It required using the essence of the Dao to condense the five-colored energy.

Xia Linyuan slowly cultivated according to the method of the Tongtian Talisman, feeling as if a fine comb was gently combing the energy ball in his dantian. Wherever the comb passed, the energy ball was combed into threads.

With a thought, Xia Linyuan conjured a wisp of yellow energy around his fingertip. He then rewrote the Five Ghosts Talisman.

As the talisman was completed, a black mist emanated from its source. From within, five palm-sized objects that at first glance resembled lumps of coal floated out.

"long"

Five lumps of coal lined up and swayed in the air. Upon closer inspection, it became clear that the two short little arms on either side of each coal lumps were trying to bring themselves together in front of each other, as if they were about to bow.

Xia Linyuan was both amused and exasperated.

This is a Yellow-Rank Five Ghosts Talisman? Too weak. Oh well, I'll practice it again when I have time...

Just as they were about to disperse, a figure moved about in the dense forest ahead.

"Master Dou, Master. Someone's here."

Xia Linyuan put away the Tongtian Talisman and gave a reminder.

Xiao Zizai and Dou Ye paused in their hands as they rubbed the fire.

They followed Xia Linyuan's gaze and looked over there.

A young man dressed in a formal shirt slowly stepped forward...

"Gentlemen, still wandering around the back mountain at this hour... Haven't you found the way down?"

Dou Le glanced at the group of young people and asked with a sneer.

"Oh dear, what's this old man doing here?"

"I don't know, maybe Alzheimer's..."

"Who cares? Kill those who block the way!"

Those young men, one after another, sentenced Dou Le to death.

The suit jacket slowly shed its disguise, revealing a shady style of dress, and his once-properly styled hair had turned red and yellow...

Each of them pulled a knife from their pocket, and with smiles on their faces, they walked towards Dou Le.

They had only taken a few steps when they heard a clear, cold voice coming from the tree.