In Nanyue City, all families and sect monks related to Tianshu Pavilion gathered, each with their own means and supernatural powers.

It is not only the skinny old man who can see this.

Above the mine, corpse energy is everywhere.

It keeps countless corpses in it.

Although all of them were from major forces and had seen a lot of worldly affairs, they also took a breath of cold air under the corpse of Chongtian.

The Taoist court was unified, and the demonic path gradually disappeared.

How can you see such a deep corpse gas now? How can you see so many zombies?

For a moment, everyone was frightened.

"audacious in the extreme!"

"Who is refining corpses?"

“…How many people have been killed?”

"It's unreasonable to despise the Taoist court and ignore the Taoist laws!"

"...What method is this from the Demon Sect?"

...

Everyone was talking, and finally someone said:

"what to do?"

Everyone was silent when they asked.

A monk said, "The evil demons are in the present, and they cannot sit idly by, so they should be punished!"

“Too many…”

"We can't control..."

"Don't forget the serious business. We are here not to meddle in other people's business."

"How can this be called meddling?"

"It is natural to eliminate demons and protect the way!"

"Hmph, you are so hypocritical, who should I show you..."

"You fucking..."

There was a sound of dispute in the inn.

But it is limited to the inn.

The entire Nanyue Inn was booked by them, a group of monks, and a means of obstructing audio-visual and isolating outsiders. They are not the same type of people and cannot enter this inn.

After a long dispute, the thin old man who was observing the calculation of "Three Talents Easy to Cate Copper Coins" suddenly frowned and asked slowly:

"You guys know where that person is?"

Everyone was quiet for a moment, and shook their heads again.

The skinny old man said again:

"He asked us to calculate that it was to lead us, but when he got here, there was no trace of him. Instead, there was a mine filled with corpse energy. Do you think this is a coincidence?"

"you mean?"

The skinny old man said, "That man probably brought us here for this mountain of corpses."

Everyone looked at each other and said:

"Then what?"

"Is it because I feel compassion and want us to help?"

"No, I'm going to take us to be the coolie..."

"Or, it's testing us? Whoever can solve this problem will meet him?"

"What do you think?"

"Our motive is not pure... He is not an old man who gives opportunities."

"Indeed... that person is arrogant, talented, and arrogant. How could he be so bored and play such a boring trick with us?"

"What do you think you should do?"

Everyone looked at each other, each with ulterior motives and did not speak.

In the end, it ended up in disagreement and left nothing.

After the three of the thin old men returned to their room, they set up sound insulation formations and began to have a secret conversation.

The middle-aged monk said: "The corpse energy is too heavy. In the near future, it will probably turn into a tide of corpse. This Nanyue City is not a place to stay for a long time."

The skinny old man said, "What do you mean?"

"What else is there to be something wrong with it? Let's leave quickly. If you don't leave, you may not be able to escape if you fall into a tide of corpses."

The middle-aged monk's tone was slightly dark, "Even if there is no corpse tide, he can use these methods to deceive the world and use these methods to refine so many zombies. How could such monks be together?"

"This is not a good thing, what are we doing when we wade into this muddy water?"

The skinny old man remained silent.

The middle-aged monk said in surprise: "You don't want to stay, do you?"

The skinny old man frowned and nodded slightly.

The middle-aged monk said "tsk" and turned to ask the young man in white, "Little Master, where are you?"

The boy in white nodded and said:

"The tide of corpses is a disaster, and the creatures are suffering. I also want to stay and do my best."

This young man's heart and passionate words made him feel a little ache.

But if he leaves alone... Without the old man's Sancai Yi counts copper coins and counts, he can only bump around like a headless fly.

The middle-aged monk was a little unwilling to accept it and asked the old man:

"You really want to stay?"

The thin old man nodded, as if he was thinking about something, his expression was a little solemn. After a moment, he slowly said:

"I... have a premonition..."

The middle-aged monk was stunned, "What's the premonition?"

The skinny old man took a deep breath, his eyes strikingly:

"I'm occasionally frightened during these days."

"It seems that there is a terrifying road ahead, extremely dangerous, and life and death are unpredictable."

"If we can suppress the corpse mines, save this city, or even the monks in a state, we may be able to make a good relationship. In the future, we will have a glimmer of hope for a desperate situation that will last forever..."

The middle-aged monk frowned.

He felt nothing, and naturally he believed nothing.

But he also knew that he would eat a full meal after listening to others' advice.

Even if the cultivator who can live to the age of this world of cultivation has no choice but to believe it even if it has an illusory premonition.

"Okay, I'll stay, but I've agreed that if something goes wrong, I'll leave."

The middle-aged monk said helplessly.

The skinny old man nodded, and the boy in white breathed a sigh of relief and smiled slightly.

The next day, there were fewer people at the inn.

Some of them were in Nanyue City and could not find the clues of Mr. Zhuang, so they went elsewhere.

Some of them were worried that the corpse tide would explode and could not keep it alone, so they left without saying goodbye.

But there are also people who stayed.

Some, like the skinny old man, had a faint premonition of the mystery of cause and effect from the corpse mine.

I also have no premonition of anything. I am simply upright in my heart and want to eliminate zombies and do something for the local monks.

Everyone discussed ways to suppress the corpse mine.

But there are countless zombies in the corpse mine, and it is extremely difficult to deal with them.

"For us monks, I'm afraid we can't do it."

"I want to write a book and go back to my family or sect to ask for reinforcements."

“It’s a bit long…”

"There is nothing to do. You can't be prepared without any preparation, just like a naughty man, rush in and seek death..."
To be continued...