Uncle Nine: I became Master Qianhe, and my fame resounded throughout the Daoist sect.

"Use the Demon-Binding Rope!"

"it is good!"

Anan and Axi exerted their strength at the same time, like dragons emerging from the sea, they swung the demon-binding rope fiercely upwards, tightly binding the black zombie!

Seeing the black zombie tied up, the group became excited.

"good chance!"

"Watch our Fu Hai tactic!"

With a whoosh, countless yellow talismans flew across the sky like a swarm of locusts.

"Ha!" The black zombie exhaled a breath of foul air. This attack was obviously very powerful and could seriously injure it.

The black zombie was instantly trapped by ice for a moment, and then it was hit by the talisman sea tactics of A Dong and A Bei. Finally, it could not hold on and collapsed to the ground.

The four men from the four cardinal directions exchanged smiles; after this battle, their teamwork had become even more seamless.

But the black zombie is not dead yet.

Their damage wasn't enough to kill him!

In his later years, the Taoist priest was only comparable to the Green Zombie and the Jumping Zombie.

The fact that the four of them could inflict such a heavy blow together is quite impressive.

Thankfully, Uncle Nine didn't see it, otherwise he would have been incredibly envious!

This is exactly the kind of apprentice Lin Fengjiao wanted!

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Seeing that the black zombie was still alive, the four brothers stepped forward, each holding a peach wood sword, and plunged it directly into the black zombie's heart.

"Roar!"

The black zombie let out a final, grief-stricken roar, then its life force died off, and it could never rise again.

Once the corpse's heart is broken, its vital energy can no longer circulate, and the zombie is finished.

Seeing this, the four directions all took out fire talismans and threw them at the zombie Taoist priest and the little zombie, which were instantly burned to ashes.

Of course, they also cremated two disciples of the Corpse Refining Sect.

They were both bitten by zombies too!

After finishing the task, they prepared to rest.

Chizuru suddenly remembered something and said, "Oh right, let's burn the horses too, so they don't become stiff!"

"Yes, Master!"

The four men from the east, west, south, and north responded and ran off to burn the horse.

After the matter was resolved, the five members of the group continued their cultivation to spend the night.

The next morning, Chizuru led her apprentice south.

They had to return to Maoshan to see how Shi Jian would decide on the matter of Qianhe crippling Wu Yong's cultivation!

Qianhe led his disciples on a long journey and finally caught a glimpse of the outline of Maoshan Mountain in the distance.

The mountain was shrouded in mist, and the familiar Taoist temple complex appeared and disappeared.

At this moment, they are at the foot of Maoshan Mountain.

There is a town called Maoshan at the foot of Maoshan Mountain.

And on the mountain is Maoshan.

The history of Maoshan can be traced back to the Western Han Dynasty, when the three brothers Mao Ying, Mao Gu, and Mao Zhong cultivated immortality here, hence the name Maoshan.

Subsequently, Maoshan gradually became an important holy site for Taoism, attracting many Taoist priests to come and cultivate.

Throughout the development of Taoism, Maoshan has produced many famous Taoist priests and sects, such as the Shangqing Sect and the Lingbao Sect!

"Master, we've arrived at Maoshan!"

“Okay, let’s go up the mountain!” Qianhe nodded and glanced at Maoshan.

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The group quickened their pace like lightning, arriving at the mountain gate as fast as shooting stars. The young Taoist boy guarding the gate, upon seeing Qianhe and his party, regarded them as rare treasures and hurriedly bowed respectfully.

Qianhe's reputation, whether in the cultivation world or in Maoshan, shines like the brightest star in the night sky.

"Master Qianhe!" The young gatekeeper's voice was filled with reverence.

"Hmm!" Chizuru's lips curled up slightly, revealing a warm smile like a spring breeze.

Greetings, fellow disciples from all directions!

"Hello, junior brother!"

After exchanging greetings, Qianhe, like a lead goose, strode confidently toward the Maoshan Hall, leading the others from all directions.

Upon arriving at the main hall of Maoshan, the sect leader and his senior brother Shi Jian were having a pleasant conversation.

Qianhe made a quick decision, sending the gatekeeper boy to announce her arrival before striding inside.

"Sect Leader, Senior Uncle, Uncle Qianhe has arrived."

The two, who were still chatting, raised their eyebrows upon hearing the Taoist boy's report.

"Let him in!"

"Yes!" Not long after, the young Taoist led Qianhe and the others in single file.

Shi Jian's face was ashen, and his eyes, like a chilling wind, swept over Qianhe and his apprentice.

Qianhe stepped forward and made a sword finger gesture with fluid grace. When facing the sect leader, she placed the sword finger above her head.

However, this is not necessary when dealing with Shi Jian.

After all, they are of the same generation.

"Sect Leader."

Senior Brother!

The sect leader nodded without saying a word, but Shi Jian snorted coldly, his voice like thunder in the dead of winter: "Hmph! Junior Brother Qianhe, do you know what crime you have committed?"

"I don't know."

"You don't know? You crippled Wu Yong's cultivation, which is harming a fellow disciple and has the appearance of fratricide."

Upon hearing this, Chizuru's lips curled into a disdainful sneer.

When you face Lin Fengjiao in the future, you probably won't think that way anymore.

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