My daily mountain driving, I met a fox at the beginning and got married

Three days after Zhang Qilin sent the body over, Fatty Wang still went to Dalong River every day to contact the body recovery work.

While improving his physical fitness, he also caught three corpses in the river to practice.

When there is no business, Fatty Wang releases the corpse to hone his skills.

This was originally just an unintentional act on his part, but it was accidentally seen by nearby villagers. Eventually, the villagers spread the news by word of mouth, and his fame spread.

Some people said that they saw people fighting with dead people by the Dalong River!

Some people say that there is a person in the Yin Yang Inn who even the devil would be afraid of, and this person is the second Mr. in the inn!

Some people say that the corpse-recoverers along the Dalong River would even retreat away when they see the ghosts in the water.

After seeing Zhang Qilin off, Hao Xie followed Zhang Hao's advice and locked himself in the room to feel the immortal energy that remained in his body.

These spiritual energies cannot be used directly by him, but they can help him communicate with spiritual power better when he prays to the gods.

On the third day, Hao Xie successfully invited the god.

Although he is not a god with an official position like the God of Land, he is also a heavenly soldier stationed at the Gate of Heaven.

In terms of fighting power, the heavenly soldiers are more powerful than the land god.

But because the heavenly soldiers do not have an official position like the Earth God, it is relatively easier to invite gods, and it is not as difficult as inviting the Earth God.

Huo Xiu'er began to take charge of some daily work in the inn, trying to get close to Zhang Hao from time to time.

However, Zhang Hao was not interested in this and often stayed in his room without coming out, leaving Huo Xiuer helpless.

On the third day, a system notification sound suddenly came into Zhang Hao's mind:
[Ding! Congratulations to the host! It has been detected that the founder of Wudang Mountain, Qingxuan Zhenren, has been sent to Wudang Mountain! ]

[Ding! It is detected that you have completed the task of the client! Reward: 50,000 taels of silver! ]

[Ding! Congratulations to the host! You have obtained the privilege to upgrade some inns! You currently have the privilege to upgrade twice! Would you like to upgrade now? ]

After hearing the prompt tone, Zhang Hao curled up his lips into a smile.

He has become accustomed to obtaining the privilege to upgrade the inn.

Therefore, he was not in a hurry to upgrade the inn now.

Anyway, there are still three places in the inn that have not been upgraded. Now that I have the authority to upgrade two of them, I might as well wait until all three are collected before upgrading them together.

What made Zhang Hao happy was that Zhang Qilin took only three days to send the founder of Wudang Mountain to the destination.

This speed is much faster than before.

"It should be that he has become more sophisticated in the use of spiritualism."

"As the speed of the corpse increases, the speed of driving the corpse will naturally increase as well."

"It's also time to prepare to send letters to other sects to claim the bodies."

After saying this, Zhang Hao suddenly felt a furry feeling on the soles of his feet.

He looked down and found that it was the nine-tailed cat, a ghost pet that the system had rewarded him with.

With the nine-tailed civet cat, there is no need for people to deliver letters to claim the body, which saves a lot of trouble.

Zhang Hao picked up the nine-tailed civet cat at his feet, touched its head, and immediately felt a furry and comfortable feeling in the palm of his hand.

"Meow……"

The nine-tailed civet cat pressed against Zhang Hao's palm coquettishly and made a gentle cry.

Zhang Hao smiled and said to it: ...

"Go, deliver this letter to other sects."

"The targets are the five major sects: Longhushan, Emei, Kongtong, Kunlun and Qingcheng."

The nine-tailed civet cat seemed to understand Zhang Hao's words. It blinked its bright eyes at him and nodded gently. Zhang Hao stroked the nine-tailed civet cat, then gave it a gentle push and said, "Let's go."

The nine-tailed spirit cat flashed like a black lightning and instantly disappeared from Zhang Hao's sight. Under the night sky, a figure as swift as the wind was rushing towards those ancient sects.

……

On the other hand, Wudang Mountain is closed to visitors today.

All this started three days ago when the Chongxu Sword, the sword of the 22nd ancestor of Mount Wudang, suddenly rose into the air from the sword tomb, flew around Mount Wudang three times, and then was firmly inserted in front of the gate of the Taoist temple.

No matter who tries, no one can pull out this sword that has been sleeping for hundreds of years.

The head of Wudang had a vague feeling in his heart that a big event was about to happen in Wudang Mountain.

It was late at night and the Wudang leader was lying on his bed, tossing and turning, feeling inexplicably panicked.

So he stood up, took out six copper coins, and told a fortune for himself.

"Ben Gua? The Gua of Mountain Fire Ben!"

"Gen is on top and Li is on the bottom. There is fire under the mountain, and everything is shining because of it."

“Is this a good sign?”

The Wudang leader shook his head, puzzled. It was clearly a good sign, so why was he so panicked?
So he asked for another fortune-telling for Wudang Mountain, and the result was still auspicious, which made him frown.

Recalling the time when the lunar eclipse occurred three days ago, a group of cranes cried out together, and the Chongxu Sword rose into the air from the sword tomb.

The head of Wudang felt something was wrong. A lunar eclipse usually represents negative energy, which is the opposite of auspiciousness. It is difficult to explain this phenomenon based on common sense.

However, the divination result at this moment was a good omen, which seemed to indicate that something good was about to happen. But the head of Wudang felt an indescribable uneasiness in his heart. He shook his head slightly, took a breath, and muttered to himself: "It's really strange. I haven't seen such a strange omen and auspicious signs for a long time."

Just as he finished speaking, the Wudang leader suddenly heard a bell ringing in the distance.

"Ring... ring..."

Then, a shout rang out: "Yin people, get on the road, Yang people, get out of the way! Dangdang! Ghosts, retreat, don't scare the people returning home! Dangdang!"

The shouting accompanied by the sound of gongs made the Wudang head frown in confusion. He said to himself: "What is this sound? This shouting... sounds like the old walking masters. Are there still walking masters now?"

He felt it was unlikely, but the sound he heard at that moment really made him unable to think of any other possibilities.

So, the Wudang leader stood up, put on his cloth shoes, walked to the window and looked out.

At this time, on the hillside of Wudang Mountain, a man in a black cloak was scattering paper money, shaking the Yin-Yang corpse-driving bell, and walking up the mountain.

Every time the bell rang, the corpse behind him jumped up a step with him.

In this way, they jumped up Wudang Mountain step by step.

Although Wudang Mountain is not higher than Longhu Mountain, it is by no means low.

To reach Mount Wudang, one also needs to climb 48,000 steps.

At this moment, they were almost reaching the Taoist temple!
The man was none other than the corpse driver Zhang Qilin. Behind him followed a man wearing a green Taoist robe, who was none other than Wang Ye.

Wang Ye followed Zhang Qilin, looked up at the mountain, and asked softly, "I wonder if the Grandmaster has slept? At this time...according to the past, he should be asleep, right?"

Wang Ye shook his head, not knowing how to explain to the headmaster later.

Although he had called the headmaster before, he seemed skeptical and didn't believe that he really asked someone to help send the body back. After all, after sending it back, Wudang's luck would have to be offered away. However, the headmaster had said before that as long as the ancestor returned to the mountain, the merits of this year would not count for anything.

A smile appeared on Wang Ye's lips, and he couldn't help but imagine what the headmaster would look like when he saw the founder. That expression must be very interesting.

The last section of the journey was not long. Zhang Qilin and his companions were different from ordinary people. Ordinary people would be exhausted after climbing the stairs for such a long time. But Zhang Qilin and his companions could take ten steps at a time, and with the help of the magic talisman, they walked very fast. So in less than half an hour, they had arrived at the entrance of the Taoist temple in Wudang Mountain.

Zhang Qilin stood in front of the Taoist temple, glanced at the Chongxu Sword stuck in the door, and then shouted loudly: "Yin Yang Inn, come and send the founder of Wudang back to the mountain!"

As soon as the words fell, the Chongxu Sword inserted at the entrance of the Wudang Taoist Temple suddenly made a buzzing sound. The sword body began to shake violently, as if it had a spirit and had such a reaction after hearing Zhang Qilin's words.

Then, Zhang Qilin's voice was heard again, shouting to the Taoist temple: "Please ask the Wudang Sect Leader to come and collect the body!"

As soon as the words fell, the Chongxu Sword soared into the sky, and the sound of the sword resounded throughout the Wudang Taoist Temple. It rushed to the top of Zhang Qilin's head like a meteor, and finally floated behind the corpse. This scene was like a reappearance of the scene when the founder carried the sword down the Tianshan Mountain!
At this time, there was no moon in the sky, the sword returned to its place, Wudang was shaken, wild cranes cried together, and the founder returned!
Seeing the Chongxu Sword flying to the corpse's hand, Wang Ye's eyes widened, and he couldn't believe what he saw. He had heard some things about the ancestors, especially before Wudang Mountain, the ancestors had high cultivation, and playing with flying swords was a common thing. But today, seeing that the ancestor's sword actually reacted on its own and flew to the corpse, he couldn't help but feel shocked.

After all, the corpse in front of him had been dead for more than 300 years, yet he could still make the sword fly into the air. Could it be that the corpse still had the spiritual power of the ancestor? Or...

Wang Ye turned his gaze to Zhang Qilin, and a bold idea came to his mind. Could it be that Zhang Qilin also did something? Otherwise, this really doesn't make sense.

Wang Ye's guess was correct, but Zhang Qilin did not do anything special. The Yin-Yang Corpse-Drive Bell contained the spiritual power and residual soul of the Wudang ancestor. It was Zhang Qilin's shouting and the ringing of the Yin-Yang Corpse-Drive Bell that stimulated the spiritual power and residual soul in the bell, causing the Chongxu Sword to fly out of the ground and return to the corpse's hand.

Seeing the flash of light in Chongxu Sword King Ye's eyes, he immediately asked Zhang Qilin, "Brother Qilin, this is the sword of our ancestor. It used to be placed in the sword tomb, and there is still the spiritual power of the ancestor on it. How...how did he fly here? No one else can drive this sword except the ancestor! Brother, did you do something?"

Zhang Qilin glanced at Wang Ye and ignored him. He didn't need to admit or explain what he didn't do. Seeing that Zhang Qilin ignored him, Wang Ye shrugged and shook his head, saying, "Forget it, just pretend I didn't say anything."

After saying that, he looked inside the Taoist temple. There were still a few lights flickering in the temple. "In the past, the headmaster and other brothers would have gone to bed at this time. How about I go in and inform them? Maybe they didn't hear it."

Just as Wang Ye finished speaking, he heard an old and powerful voice coming from the courtyard of the Taoist temple: "Is it Xiao Yezi?"

Then a barefoot old Taoist appeared at the entrance of the Taoist temple. This old Taoist was not wearing a Taoist robe like in the past, but an ordinary sweatshirt and trousers, so he looked like an ordinary old man. But for some reason, when Zhang Qilin saw this old man, he always thought of the word "immortal style and Taoist spirit".

This old man is the head of Wudang, Taoist Master Daoxuan!
At this time, when Taoist Xuan arrived at the door, he saw Zhang Qilin, Wang Ye and the corpses behind them.

Especially when he looked at the corpse behind Zhang Qilin, his eyes were full of surprise.

As a Taoist priest, how could he not distinguish between the evil auras such as bad luck, death and yin?

So before he arrived at the entrance of the Taoist temple, he had already felt a very strong yin energy.

The corpses behind Zhang Qilin were all wearing black cloaks. Ordinary people would not be able to tell anything if the corpses did not move. But Taoist Master Daoxuan saw the evil spirit coming out of them at a glance, and then whispered softly: "The evil spirit is so strong! Even if it is suppressed and seeped out, it is still not to be underestimated! These people...?"

Taoist Master Daoxuan looked at Wang Ye. Wang Ye saw that the headmaster had come out and greeted him with a smile: "Headmaster! We just walked to the gate of the Taoist temple, and I didn't expect you to come to greet us. Did you predict this?"

Wang Ye knew that their leader was good at divination and he would tell fortunes almost every day. It would not be surprising if he predicted that he would come back. However, Wang Ye smiled secretly in his heart and thought that even if the leader told fortunes again, he would not be able to predict that he would come back with his ancestor today.

Daoxuan glanced at Wang Ye, a smile appeared on his lips, and he said teasingly:
"Hey, you guy, you didn't even tell me you were coming back!"

"I'm telling you, during the time you were away, I learned how to use WeChat for video chats!"

Wang Ye pretended to be surprised, widened his eyes and said, "Really? Grandmaster, you are so amazing!"

After saying that, he turned around and pointed at Zhang Qilin, his expression straightened, and introduced:
"Grandmaster, let me introduce you to this person. This is the master from the Yin Yang Inn whom I mentioned on the phone before."

"It was him who helped us bring back the remains of our ancestor. Oh no, he rushed us back, drove the corpse back!"

"Grandmaster, have you ever heard of corpse-driving?"

Upon hearing this, Taoist Master Daoxuan glared at Wang Ye unhappily and said in a displeased manner:

"I'm just not very good at using a mobile phone. I'm not a child. Don't treat me as if I don't know anything."

"I've eaten more salt than you've eaten rice. How could I not know about corpse-driving?"

"Not only do I know it, I've seen it with my own eyes!"

After saying this, Taoist Master Daoxuan looked at Zhang Qilin, bowed slightly and said:

"This must be the footman, right?"

At this time, there was no one else at the scene except Wang Ye, so Zhang Qilin's identity was self-evident. Moreover, Taoist Master Daoxuan did know something about corpse-driving, but he had never learned it. (End of this chapter)