Jing Hua has not left his home recently, and the outside world has been relatively closed. After asking the waiter, he learned about the overview of "Xuanwu Temple".

The temple is on the west side of the city, and there are many monks practicing in it. The guy only knows that those are "living bodhisattvas", who can subdue demons, cure diseases and save people, and guard two or three nearby towns. How powerful are they and what level they are, the guy can't explain clearly.

As for "protecting the people and eliminating evil", the waiter only knew that there was no peace outside the city recently, and several people died suddenly in the "Shengfeng Rain Forest". The "Shengfeng Rain Forest" is located west of Liuqiu City, and the "Xuanwu Temple" has issued a notice that ordinary people are not allowed to approach.

Jing Hua was waiting for Long to make trouble here, and he was unwilling to cause too much trouble. However, the rice ball was very active. After recovering from his body, it was extremely energetic. After staying in the inn for a long time, the white wolf often wanted to run out for a "stroll".

Jing Hua was unwilling to let go of the fun. The next morning, he took Fei Rat out of the city and went straight to the "Xuanwu Temple" west of the city.

The temple was filled with cigarettes, and believers who worshiped Buddha and asked for a visa came and went in a constant stream. Several monks were obviously monks, and their realm was similar to those of the spirit-gathering disciples, with slight differences in the subtleties.

Jing Hua knew that Shi Dao had his own methods of practicing. They did not follow the path of gathering spirits and building foundations, but pursued the realm of "awareness" and "fruit position". Jing Hua himself heard that it was not too clear. After delivering the red letter, the monks did not dare to neglect him and immediately gave him to the lobby of the inner courtyard.

The Buddhist temple is spacious and bright, with more than a dozen casual cultivators sitting inside. Most of them are foundation-building monks, and a few are just spirit-gathering disciples.

Everyone obviously didn't know each other. They either raised their glasses to taste tea, or closed their eyes to ponder, and did not talk and communicate with each other.

The monk from Zhike sent Jing Hua to the left and then presented incense tea.

"The host of this temple, Master Yuanzheng, arrived immediately, please wait..."

Jing Hua brought the rice balls out to relax, and he was in nodding and sat down, and he looked around at the surrounding environment.

The middle of the Buddhist temple is enshrined with a golden statue and a divine beast "Xuanwu". It has a dragon head, a turtle body and a snake tail, with a hideous appearance and extraordinary majestic appearance.

The statue's golden body is specially cared for, and it looks shining and lifelike. The Buddhist niche used for incense is exquisitely styled by the copper furnace, and a layer of soft dark gold is faintly revealed, which is obviously an ancient object of age.

The casual cultivators around were men and women, and their clothes were different. A green-clothed woman was wearing a slim body and carrying a bamboo tube. The surroundings were filled with spiritual pressure, and there should be spiritual pets inside.

"Dingdang..."

With footsteps outside the door, two old men walked into the Buddhist temple. First, the old monk was tall and thin, with a long bald head and beard, all with white beards and eyebrows, and was wearing a crimson robes. The monk behind him was thin, with a square face and a curly nose, and his face was full of wrinkles. His eyes were half open and half closed, and his appearance was a bit large.

Neither of them concealed their cultivation. The old monk gave people a strange feeling, as if they were similar to the foundation-building monk, and they were somewhat sensible. The thin monk's spiritual pressure overflowed, so the foundation-building was undoubtedly perfect.

"Dear donors, I have something to do and I'm going out late. I'll apologize to you first..."

Yuanzheng bowed with one hand, bowed slightly, and then continued: "...This is a fellow Taoist Cao Zhonglin and Taoist Cao from Jinlicheng, and I believe everyone is familiar with it."

Several casual cultivators showed surprise on their faces, and a spirit-gathering disciple had awe on their faces, as if the old man with square faces was very famous. Cao Zhonglin nodded with a big thorn, walked straight to the upper head and sat down without saying a word. Monk Yuanzheng didn't care, and followed behind to the hall.

"It's shameful... I'm asking you to come here today. I'm really trying to encounter difficulties and unable to solve them. I have to ask for help from all the fellow Taoists in the city. I hope everyone can work together to kill the evil things that appear in the "God Pet Rain Forest" and ensure the safety of the land and water."

Someone among the casual cultivators responded in a muffled voice: "Master Yuanzheng, you are highly respected, who doesn't know the name of "Ten Thousand Family Buddhas" in Liuqiucheng? Even if you have any instructions, you will be sent to me. Yu will never refuse to die."

Two casual cultivators followed suit, while the others remained silent. Yuanzheng shook his head and said, "That is the love of the people. What kind of virtue can I do? How dare I claim this title?"

As he said that, he rolled up his sleeves and slowly exposed his left arm.

"...... Some of you have been here for a long time, and you may already know something. Some have just come to this city and don't understand the whole story. Monks do not lie, and this matter is extremely risky. They are often injured and die. I dare not force others to make things difficult. After listening, you don't have to worry, and stay and leave yourself."

Everyone looked up and saw that the old monk was wrapped in bandages on his left forearm, and a hole was missing, as if a large piece of it was bitten away by a monster and a belt. Jing Hua heard that he would go and leave it alone, but instead became interested. He sat quietly next to him, waiting for the monk's following.

Yuanzheng lowered his sleeves, raised his white eyebrows and spoke in a low tone.

"...This is left behind in the 'God Pet Rain Forest' a few days ago. The opponent is neither a human nor a demon, but a white-haired zombie. I was cut through my skin and had to cut my flesh to protect myself. My junior brother Yuan Ji has died tragically under the other party's claws, and the body has not been found yet..."

Someone among the wandering cultivators couldn't calm down. A middle-aged male cultivator asked, "No, Master... I heard that several green hairs harmed the people, why did white-haired zombies appear again? How could there be a reason to advance so quickly?"

Yuanzheng nodded and said, "Fellow Daoist Mi said it well. There is no need to mobilize the troops. My temple rushed to investigate before, but it was a loss of carelessness and underestimation of the enemy..."

He said that he had a pause in the here, as if he was recalling the past.

"...To be honest, there were signs of this matter more than ten years ago, but I didn't wait to see it at that time and missed the opportunity. A hunter once mentioned it when burning incense, saying that a large pit suddenly appeared in the rainforest, which was very strange. My temple sent disciples to investigate and found that there was nothing different except a big and black cave. The creation of heaven and earth was magical. We just thought it was a strange phenomenon in the mountains and forests, and we didn't pay much attention to it..."

"...I don't know when the cave suddenly disappeared on its own. Since then, various zombies began to appear in the rain forest. At first, they were not as weathered, and even their hair was not growing. A few ordinary hunters could control it. After cremation everywhere, they did not cause much harm. I was confused for a while, just thinking that it was the changes in the surrounding Feng Shui. By chance, a few evil things were born, and they didn't take it too seriously..."

"...Who knew that after a few years, the hairless zombies disappeared, and replaced by green-haired zombies. Every now and then, you can always hear their news. I realized that something was wrong. The sect of the 'Xuanwu Temple' has been established for more than 3,000 years and is very familiar with the surrounding mountains and forests. Within a radius of hundreds of miles, there are only some low-level monsters, and there is no place for the 'Heaven Evil' and the 'Earth Yin', and there is no condition for a large number of evil evils to appear..."

"...If you want to talk about environmental changes and chances, so a few new monsters will be born, and the green-haired zombies will not be able to explain it. Ghosts and ghosts are limited by the environment and their cultivation speed is far inferior to monks. It takes at least decades of time to cultivate to the green-haired realm of hairless zombies. How can there be a reason to advance to several green-haired heads within a few years?"
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