Chapter 217: Old Ape Fishing in the Mountains

The Venerable thought about it and felt that it made sense. After half a year, he was unwilling to give up all his efforts at the last moment.

"As expected of a member of the Demon Suppression Division, he is very thoughtful. If that's the case, you should do as he says. Remember to do it in secret."

The Venerable said to the others in the hall.

"Yes, Sect Master!"

The people wearing ghost masks stood up and walked out of the tomb.

Zhao Pan did not go out. He closed the tomb door casually. The hall suddenly became dark, relying on the faint light emitted by the night pearls on the wall.

"What are you doing?"

The Venerable was a little confused. Since you came up with this idea, why didn't you go out to do it, but closed the tomb door instead.

Zhao Pan came to the Venerable, "Venerable, I will help you heal your wounds!"

After saying that, a flash of lightning appeared on his hand, and before the Venerable could react, it hit the Venerable's body as fast as lightning.

"You!"

The Venerable widened his eyes and couldn't believe it.

"Who are you?"

"I am Zhao Pan, the one who was captured by you, cleansed my soul, and joined the Corpse Refining Sect!"

A smile appeared on Zhao Pan's face, and he pointed a finger at the back of the Venerable's head. The arc of electricity sank in, and the Venerable fainted instantly.

Then, he began to perform the secret technique of sacrifice to refine the Venerable's soul. He wanted to extract a secret method from the Venerable's soul.

That was a supreme secret method of the Corpse Refining Sect, the true inheritance of the Corpse Refining Sect, which could seize the essence of others, refine it into one's own body, nourish the divine fetus, and achieve a perfect divine body.

This was what Zhao Pan saw accidentally in the files of the Demon Suppression Division's case library.

One of the reasons why the major sects besieged the Corpse Refining Sect was to obtain this secret method.

The biggest reason for the Corpse Refining Sect to rob tombs, in addition to refining corpse soldiers, was to seize the essence and nourish the divine fetus.

The reason why they started with corpses was that they were afraid of offending the public by seizing living people. Even with such caution, they still offended the public and led to the extermination of the clan.

Zhao Pan's true identity is actually the messenger of the Divine Fire Sect, and Xu Yuanzhen is his immediate superior.

Xu Yuanzhen's death made Zhao Pan aware of the crisis, and he guessed that the new pacification envoy would definitely clean up the Demon Suppression Department.

He was not sure whether he would be found out, so he chose a task and left the Demon Suppression Department, hoping to use the task to fake his death and escape.

He knew that his aptitude was not good, and if nothing unexpected happened, it would be difficult for him to break through the innate realm in this life, so he chose to join the Divine Fire Sect and practice the secret method of offering sacrifices in the Divine Fire Sect.

It was purely an accident that he encountered the Corpse Refining Sect, which reminded him of the files he had seen in the case library, so he was caught and joined the Corpse Refining Sect.

Everything he did was to pursue a higher realm and gain more powerful power.

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The night fell again, and the bright moon hung high. Ding Zhao had already arrived in Weishui County and brought three general flags. The cultivation of these three general flags had reached the innate limit.

As for the reason for not bringing more people, it was because Ji Chen said that there might be an ancient tomb inheritance, and more people would be bad.

The Demon Suppression Division has a very good rule: 70% of the resources obtained from the extermination of the sects must be handed over, and 30% can be kept by oneself. The obtained skills and inheritance can be exchanged for contribution points or not.

As for the inheritance of skills, the superiors will not force them to be handed over.

Therefore, most of the powerful skills and secrets in the Demon Suppression Division's arsenal are incomplete. The complete ones are basically kept by themselves for practice, and the incomplete ones are handed over in exchange for contribution points.

The Liangzhou Prefecture Demon Suppression Division has few people. Instead of mobilizing a large number of troops, it is better to bring a few top ones.

After a discussion, several people decided to go to the tomb at noon tomorrow, when the yang energy is strong and can restrain the evil spirits.

Ji Chen had no objection to this.

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A few dozen miles away, there is a mountain stream pond, and an old ape wearing a bamboo hat is fishing by the pond.

At this time, a green-shirted scholar holding a folding fan walked out of the forest.

"Brother ape has a good taste, and he still has the leisure to fish!"

The scholar looked middle-aged. He walked to the stone next to Lao Yuan, swept the stone with a fluffy tail, and then sat down.

"Practice, cultivate the heart, fishing is also a kind of practice, understand the world, follow the way of nature."

Old Yuan's voice is low, looking at the lake.

The scholar chuckled, "Just sitting here to comprehend, you can't comprehend opportunities or resources. Practice not only depends on understanding, but also on fighting. The secret inheritance appeared in Qingfeng Temple, don't you want to participate in it?"

Old Yuan was silent. The battle at Qingfeng Temple shocked the area within a hundred miles. The holy light of Confucianism and Taoism was so powerful that it could be seen from a long distance. The demons in the mountain were shocked. As a big demon in the mountain, how could he not know.

In fact, they are demons, and sometimes they are more informed than humans.

"Oh my! Brother Yuan, you have been practicing in this mountain for almost five hundred years, what have you realized?"

The scholar kept opening and closing his folding fan.

"Our generation of immortals practice to fight for our lives against the will of heaven. When we encounter opportunities, we must not only take chances, but also fight for them. If we don't fight for them, where will the opportunities come from?"

"That place is an ancient tomb, which contains inheritance. You and I are both wild immortals in the mountains. What we lack is inheritance. Maybe, the opportunity for you and me to break through lies in this opportunity, brother!"

The scholar persuaded earnestly.

At this time, the old ape suddenly raised the rod, fished up a red carp from the lake, took it off, and threw it back into the lake.

"Do you think you can compete with the Great Xia Demon Suppression Division? The old ape said in a low voice.

The scholar smiled indifferently, "If we don't fight, how can we know why the Great Xia Demon Suppression Division is so strong? Because they are domineering, competitive, have many opportunities and resources, so they can surpass many forces."

"If we don't fight, our foothold will become less and less, and one day we will be exterminated by the Demon Suppression Division. Eight of the nine immortal families in our mountain have already joined, brother, only your ape tribe is missing."

The scholar unfolded his folding fan and shook it gently, with a scholarly aura. If it weren't for the tail behind him, he would really be a handsome man.

The old ape was silent for a long time before he asked, "Is the news reliable?"

"Brother, you don't know yet! The news comes from the inside." The scholar shook his folding fan and said with a smile, "The first to discover the tomb were actually the city god and the master of Qingfeng Temple. Later, the corpse-refining sect with a sensitive sense of smell learned about it. Just when the corpse-refining sect was about to succeed, it was disrupted by a general flag of the demon-suppressing division."

"And I got the news from a disciple of the corpse-refining sect. The disciple came to us and wanted to cooperate with us. He only wanted the evil corpse, and the inheritance would belong to us."

The scholar smiled, waved two fingers, and the folding fan turned with his fingers.

He went to the eight immortal families in the mountain one by one and persuaded them all. The old ape was the last one, and he was very confident that he could persuade the old ape.

"Brother, you have to think it over. The people from the demon-suppressing division will go to the tomb at noon tomorrow at the latest. We should also be prepared. Tomorrow night is the best time. I will go back first and wait for your news."

The scholar stood up and walked away in the air, waving his folding fan, floating like a fairy.

The old ape thought that the scholar must have bad intentions. Among the nine immortal tribes in the mountain, the ape tribe is the strongest, the fox fairy tribe is the smartest, and the yellow fairy tribe is the most sinister.

And this scholar is from the fox fairy tribe.

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