"We also know nothing about the situation in the mine."

"How many iron corpses, how many walking corpses are there, are there any other special zombies? Who is practicing? Are the local cultivators involved?"

"Don't think about it, there must be local forces. Building a corpse mine will require a lot of manpower and material resources. Without the support of local forces, it will not be built."

"Lu family..."

"I think so."

"Is there any evidence?"

"By experience, you can tell at a glance..."

"If a strong dragon does not suppress the local snake, it will be troublesome."

A young monk said proudly:

"It's a pity that this place is only the second-grade state realm. The heavenly way is restricted, and the golden elixir cannot be taken. Otherwise, I would let my father come over and flatten the mountain with one sword!"

"Okay, okay, we know your father is Jindan..."

"The golden elixir is here, and the sword is also uneven..."

"Even if it is flattened, these zombies will not be killed in a short time. Once the zombies lose control and invade Nanyue City, the monks in the entire city will become zombies, and the problem is even greater..."

"Young people should not be too arrogant."

"It is not possible to solve the problem without force, but it is not possible to rely solely on force..."

The young monk sat down in disappointment.

"What should I do?" someone asked again.

Everyone pondered for a moment, and someone slowly said, "Daoting?"

"Please adjust the troops?"

"It's a solution..."

"Who has the way to the Taoist military command?"

"There are a few uncles in my clan who serve in the Dao Bing Office..."

An old man shook his head, "Don't think about it, the Dao Ting will not send Taoist soldiers. Even if he sends them, there are not many?"

“The risk is too high and the cost is too high.”

"How could it be? Slaying demons and eliminating demons is the principle of Taoism, and it is also the responsibility of the Taoist court!"

"That's what I said..."

"Don't think too simple."

"How can so much manpower and material resources be mobilized just by saying that it is mobilized?"

"That is, the actual cost may be greater when counting the oil and water scraped off from top to bottom."

"I don't say this..."

"The Dao Ting also has difficulties with the Dao Ting..."

"What's the difficulty? What's the difficulty of eating and taking a taxi?"

"Don't be sarcastic..."

"You fucking..."

As everyone chatted, they became angry.

"Okay, OK," said the old man with a senior and senior white beard slowly, "talk about serious business."

The quarrel stopped.

After a moment of silence in the room, someone said:

"It is better for our joint letters to join forces with Dao Ting to write down the interests of the matter, and make things worse and make things openly. Dao Ting cannot ignore it..."

Everyone nodded slightly.

At this moment, the thin old man in the seat suddenly stood up, pinched Yi's copper coins with his hands, and his face turned pale.

The monks looked at each other, with some confusion.

The old man with white beard frowned and asked, "Brother Wen, what happened?"

The skinny old man looked panicked and said in a trembling voice:

"Just just now, my blessings reached my heart, so I used Yi to count copper coins to dig a divination..."

"The hexagram shows..."

"Showing...the mine, the future scene."

The skinny old man was a little shocked when he thought of the scene:

"Living people are mixed with dead bodies, and the boundaries of life and death are not distinguished. Living people are like corpses, and corpses are like living people. But the one who is on it is a corpse king. This corpse king has dark gold and blood color and is not controlled by anyone or corpse..."

When the old man with white beard heard this, his face changed drastically.

The other monks were a little confused, "So what?"

"That's to say," the skinny old man looked frightened and said slowly:

"If the corpse king is refined in this corpse mine, if you do not suppress it and let it go, a natural disaster will occur in a hundred years. This corpse king will become... a corpse evil!"

"In other words, this corpse mine is actually nourishing the evil of Taoism!"

As soon as these words were spoken, all the monks were frightened.

"Dao Yan!"

This is a word that can only be seen in the Taoist scriptures, which means a disaster that human power can hardly resist.

Even families or sects with a thousand-year-old heritage have records of being killed by evil spirits...

To nourish the evil of Tao?

The old man with white beard couldn't help but tremble, "This is...serious?"

The thin old man was shocked, "This is the hexagram..."

He thought about it and added: "The evil things of Taoism cannot be calculated with my own ability..."

The implication is that someone asked him to calculate it, or in other words, it was told to everyone through his hexagram...

Everyone knows who this person is.

The old man with white beard was silent for a moment, with a serious expression and said in a calm voice:

"Send this matter to Tianshu Pavilion and ask the master of the Pavilion to calculate."

"At the same time, I also went to the Dao Court to ask for support from the Taoist corps..."

"If this is true, there will be evil spirits in the corpse mine, then all mobilized monks must be mobilized, and at all costs, suppress the corpse mine, kill the corpse king, and kill this evil spirit to the end without leaving any trouble!"

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