endless route.

Chapter 66 27. The Three Ways of Immortals
The secret realm was silent.

Zheng Yun and the others walked out of the pool, and the ghost general threw the corpses of the Taoist priest and the blood monkey in the second hall.

There were several muffled bangs.

The middle-aged Taoist priest touched the ground with his head, and the wound on his forehead was wounded again. He woke up with a few hums, rolled around on the ground, opened his eyes, and looked around quietly.

He saw the vast Milky Way above his head at first glance, and then stared straight at it as if possessed by a demon.

"Go open the door."

Zheng Yun looked at the ghost general beside him, who immediately walked towards the black jade gate where the fat Taoist priest was.

The ghost general was still wearing modern clothes, but Zheng Yun didn't plan to let them change.

Now he urgently needs to increase his strength, so let's have a showdown with the fat Taoist priest and communicate frankly.

Previously, he was putting on airs because he was wary of fat Taoist priests, but now there is no need for this.

After several observations, Zheng Yun has a general understanding of the behavior of the fat Taoist priest. This person is not complicated. For 13 years, Shoutian Palace only had rice noodles to eat, and his wish was to eat something other than rice noodles.

He is willing to go to Sanxianying's Underworld Pavilion, and he is willing to guard the Qianzhou Strait, just because there are fish.

Besides, Zheng Yun had another thought.

The adoptive father once said that the black jade pillow is a talisman, and soaking in water can keep the family safe, but the secret place is empty.

The amulet was nowhere to be found, and no treasure was found, only the fat Taoist got out somehow.

It is impossible for the adoptive father to speak falsely. He said that if there is an amulet, there must be one. However, the form and specific objects of this amulet may be relatively detached and abstract.

Zheng Yun made a bold guess.

This fat Taoist priest of Shoutian Palace might be the 'talisman' arranged for him by his adoptive father!
Although outrageous.

But it's actually reasonable.

Snapped.

A sound of water interrupted Zheng Yun's thoughts, and the fat Taoist priest ran out from the Black Jade Gate hungrily and thirstily, carrying a huge cloth package on his back, clapping his hands happily:
"Master Xian, good morning. I thought I would have to wait another half a month, but I didn't expect Master Xian to pick me up earlier!"

"Hello ghost!"

The fat Taoist looked at the ghost general in front of him. Although he was dressed in modern clothes, he recognized him immediately, bowed to the ghost general, and then looked elsewhere.

The middle-aged Taoist priest didn't speak for a while, and only looked down blankly after hearing the movement, just in time to see the fat Taoist priest walking out of the mist and making eye contact with the fat Taoist priest.

"Huh? This is..." The fat Taoist frowned, looking at the middle-aged Taoist carefully, looking at his Taoist robe, and then at his appearance, make-up and hair.

Zheng Yun looked forward to his comments.

But after the fat Taoist glanced around, he rolled his eyes. He didn't even bother to pay attention to the middle-aged Taoist. He didn't pay attention to him at all, and continued to happily say:

"Master Xian, when shall we set off?"

"No hurry, I have something to discuss with you today." Zheng Yun slowly walked out of the fog, finally revealing his real body.

He is also wearing modern clothes, which are the ones he bought for the ghost general last time, a black sweater, trousers and slippers, and a peaked cap, which are exactly the same as the two ghost generals, but the clothes are a few sizes too large and don't fit well.

This is also a kind of sincerity.

On behalf of Zheng Yun, he has let go of his pretense, intends to make friends with the fat Taoist priest, and has a sincere attitude in recruiting talents.

"Master Xian, are these our new standard clothes?" The fat Taoist suddenly asked as he watched Zheng Yun walk out.

"..."

Zheng Yun paused.

"Master Xian is so young, it's really Yushu's graceful and suave instrument, Yuxuan's heroic appearance, his temperament is so detached and unconventional..." the fat Taoist stalked his beard and patted his horse.

"Forget it, this person raises blood monkeys in Qianxiantai and claims to be the descendant of Haiwei Town Ghost Division. What do you think?"

Zheng Yun's head hurt a little, so he stopped and walked back to the high platform, deciding to temporarily put aside the communication with the fat Taoist priest and ask questions first.

"Haha, when did the Town Ghost Division have this kind of obscene inheritance? The residue of the blood pill served by the blood monkey is refined with human blood. It is rumored that it is an immortal law of longevity extracted from the map of the immortal mansion. It has been widely spread, and it is indeed a ghostly evil way of seeking wealth and killing life, this person should be executed!"

The fat Taoist spoke sharply.

"..."

Zheng Yun was startled.

This matter actually has something to do with the Longevity Immortal Mansion Map?He thought the Immortal Mansion Map was just a sea chart, and the details were not as detailed as the Heavenly Palace guarded by fat Taoist priests.

Listen to the tone of the fat Taoist priest.

There is still a secret in the Immortal Mansion Map?
"My lords, the little ones have eyes but don't know Mount Tai, and the little ones are also deceived by others. The blood pills were refined by Sun Dao of Yintai Hall, and the human blood was also collected by them. It has nothing to do with the little ones. The little ones are only responsible for raising them." monkey!"

The middle-aged Taoist shuddered, writhing like a maggot, and kowtowed to the ground begging for mercy.

This time he was really knocking.

After seeing the exquisiteness and magnificence of this place, and witnessing the fat Taoist priest walking out of the Black Jade Gate, although he didn't know where this place was, he had already seen it clearly.

This is Li Gui meeting Li Kui.

This is the real thing, up to the heavens, to listen to the towns, and to monitor the gods and suppress the ghosts of the sea guards!

"What did you do at Qianxiantai, how many people are there, and what methods are there?" Zheng Yun looked at the middle-aged Taoist priest.

Ask it now first, and ask it again in the Underworld Pavilion in the future. One wrong word will break his finger.

"There is a Thousand Immortals Dojo on the top of the Thousand Immortals Terrace. There is a Daoist Zhang who has obtained the inheritance of Triton and finally attained longevity. This person needs blood pills to prolong his life."

"In the name of Haiwei, he set up a division of demons and ghosts. The division of demons ordered sea monsters to make trouble at sea to collect blood. The division of ghosts raised ghosts to refine human blood alive in the city."

"This real person usually keeps a low profile, letting his subordinates hide in Qianfu City. I am only responsible for raising monkeys, and I don't know anything about other people's quantitative methods!"

The middle-aged Taoist spoke in tears.

"Master Xian, there are lies and concealment in this person's words. The blood monkey is a key part of refining blood pills. This person is responsible for raising the monkeys, and he is definitely not an idler."

The fat Taoist spoke loudly, and then continued: "Qianxiantai was built by Haiwei traitor Zhang Kuixi. This thief can build underground palaces on Three Demon Island. It is impossible for Qianxiantai to have a back-up, and there must be a corresponding secret place. "

"Knock out."

Zheng Yun nodded slightly to let the ghost general do the trick. He was not afraid that the middle-aged Taoist would lie, but he was afraid that he would not tell enough. If he doesn't say it now, he will tell it later.

The ghost general slashed down with his sword, and the back of the sword hit the same spot for the third time. The middle-aged Taoist groaned and fainted again.

"Is there a way to save people who are stained with the blood of the blood monkey?" Zheng Yun looked up at the fat Taoist priest.

"Yes, it is recorded in ancient books that the blood exchange therapy is to take the blood of father, son and brother." The fat Taoist replied immediately.

This is actually simple, modern medicine is not used for ischemia, and it sounds quite scientific.

"What do you think of the matter of Qianxiantai? Is there any way to eliminate it?" Zheng Yun asked again.

"There are a lot of weird things about this matter. Zhang Zhenren and Zhang Kuixi have the same surname, which inevitably makes people associate, but the immortality of immortality is illusory. Throughout the past and present, there are very few immortals. It is absolutely impossible for this person to seek eternal life."

"Thousand Immortal Terrace has secrets hidden in it, but it is not a dangerous place. The means of this evil way are mediocre. It is estimated that the other rebels are also thieves."

"I'm not good at learning the small way, but I can only learn the last two ways of inheriting the three immortal methods of Tiangong, the method of longevity, the art of controlling dragons, and Zhenxuanyin, but they are better than them! If my master is here, I can destroy this place with a wave of my hand." , it’s a pity that my master hanged himself last year.”

The fat Taoist suddenly let out a sigh.

"Last year? When was last year?"

Zheng Yun's back felt cold, his adoptive father passed away at the end of last year, and the master of the fat Taoist also hanged himself last year. Is there any connection between this?
"Around the end of last year."

The fat Taoist raised his hand to wipe away his tears.

"..."

Zheng Yun felt like being struck by lightning, his tailbone trembled and went numb, and the coolness rushed to his scalp one by one.

He clasped the jade table tightly and asked:

"How many days and hours are there in a year in Tiangong? Before your master died, did you leave any last words? Why did he hang himself? What did he tell you?"

"The Heavenly Palace is three hundred days a year, at thirteenth hour, before the master hanged himself, he told me to guard the Heavenly Palace with peace of mind, saying that the right and wrong in the world are caused by the predecessors, and have nothing to do with the future generations."

"I also said the sixteen-character last words: The general trend is irreversible, Haiwei is dead, the world is made up, and it is up to fate."

The fat Taoist clapped his hands and saluted and replied.

　Thanks for the five hundred rewards of [Encountering New Ideas]!Thank you so much!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)