While Yu Luming had a headache and was angry, Yan Shouyi also received the news.

He didn’t get angry and curse like Yu Luming, he just sighed.

People's hearts are complex, but at the same time they are also simple. The Imperial Master doesn't even need to do anything, and there are a large number of people who can't stand the temptation and take the initiative to go to Daqing Mountain to die.

It is conceivable that the Imperial Master will never waste the rations delivered to his door. He will either make these people's souls into ghosts and their bodies into zombies, or he will absorb their vitality to Restore your own strength.

But Yan Shouyi is still not sure how crazy the national teacher will be.

Therefore, after receiving the news, Yan Shouyi immediately returned to his residence to find Lin Zitong, who was nine months pregnant.

With her child about to be born, Lin Zitong often felt uncomfortable, but she did not slack off in managing the Lushan Sect.

Under Tao Huaying’s service, Lin Zitong often handles affairs when she is in good condition.

She also learned that someone was missing in Daqing Mountain, but she didn’t know why Yan Shouyi came to find her.

"Stinky girl, how are you feeling today?" Yan Shouyi was not in a hurry to talk about the matter, but first expressed concern.

With the war approaching, Yan Shouyi did not want to ignore the hardships Lin Zitong had endured, especially when Lin Zitong was most vulnerable.

Lin Zitong smiled warmly: "The child is just a little naughty, nothing else."

"Well...have you heard about the Daqing Mountains?"

Before Lin Zitong could answer, Tao Huaying on the side couldn't help but said: "Those guys who claim to be righteous people are very greedy for merit. When I was outside, I was often chased by Taoist priests. In their eyes, a ghost king with no background like me is a meritorious deed! Huh, now it’s better, Ye Gong is a dragon, and they all died in Daqing Mountain!”

Yan Shouyi couldn’t help but be speechless, and his peach blossoms were full The resentment towards Taoist priests is really heavy.

However, the Taoist priest’s job is to subjugate and eliminate demons. Tao Huaying has done bad things before, so it’s no wonder the Taoist priest is chasing him.

Although Taoist priests are a little greedy for merit, they are doing good deeds at least, and they will not be laughed at even if they die.

Lin Zitong sighed: "When they died, the power of Xuanmen was weakened, but it strengthened the power of the national master."

"This is why I am looking for you. "Something," Yan Shouyi said, "Is Lianhe here? I have a few questions I want to ask her."

Hearing this, Lin Zitong gently shook the bone chain soul summoning bell, and Lianhe's soul immediately be released.

　Lianhe saluted Lin Zitong immediately, and then Yan Shouyi shouted: "My slave, please send your regards to the princess and the general."

"You don't need to salute us again when you see us in the future," Yan Shouyi stopped Reihe, "I have a few questions to ask you. Tell me everything you know in detail."

Reihe also realized that the matter seemed a bit serious. She nodded: "I must know everything and answer it."

"Stop calling yourself a slave, you should call yourself 'I'."

Yan Shouyi asked: " When he was in Qingjiang Kingdom, did the Imperial Master have any special abilities? Or, did he have any special helpers in Qingjiang Kingdom?"

Hundreds of people poured into Daqing. Mountain, it is impossible for everyone to lose contact. Even if the national master is powerful, there is no clone technique. There will always be a few who can escape, right?

But the fact is that hundreds of people disappeared out of thin air, and not one came back.

So Yan Shouyi suspected that the imperial master had helpers in Daqing Mountain.

Lianhe thought for a while and suddenly clapped his hands: "Slave...I thought of it! Not only did the Imperial Master have great magical powers, he could control the wind and rain, and predict good and bad luck, he also had a special group of 'dead soldiers' under his command. "

"Dead soldiers?"

"Yes, there are about fifty dead soldiers of the National Preceptor, called 'immortals'. They are invulnerable to fire and water. If you know how to be afraid, you will kill people like crazy!" Lian He showed a look of fear, as if after so many years, the undead still cast a heavy shadow on her.

Lin Zitong frowned and said: "It sounds like a zombie."

The world a thousand years ago was different from now. Many of the skills in folk sects had not yet become their own sect. Zombies may not necessarily have the specific name of "zombie".

Lianhe shook his head and said: "The undead are different from zombies. Zombies have no ability to heal themselves, but every time the undead loses arms or legs, they will recover the next day, and they don't bleed at all. "

"The immortal is not a zombie."

Yan Shouyi sighed softly and said in a deep voice: "The Imperial Master is a descendant of Lu Ban. His so-called immortal should be Wooden Puppet Dharmakaya."

"Ah! It's very possible!" Lianhe immediately agreed with Yan Shouyi's point of view.

The Wooden Puppet Dharmakaya is also invulnerable to fire, water, and weapons, and does not bleed or feel fear.

After all, the wooden puppet Dharmakaya itself is just a pile of wood. Even if it is missing arms or legs, just replace the parts later. It does not involve life or death at all.

If the immortal is the wooden puppet Dharmakaya, then the national master had already created fiftyA powerful wooden puppet body.

Lianhe recalled: "Besides the most favored disciples of the Imperial Preceptor, the biggest minions of the Imperial Preceptor are the immortals. In the Qingjiang Kingdom Court in those days, the Imperial Preceptor would send immortals to kill anyone who dared to disobey the Imperial Preceptor. , before the fall of the country, the prestige of the country’s leader was not as high as that of the country’s military commander, and no one in the government or the public dared to go against the country’s military commander.” How about going out to defeat Yushu and the northern powers?" Lin Zitong asked.

Lianhe shook his head: "I don't know, maybe it's because of the materials? Or maybe it's because the national master's cultivation level can't control more wooden puppets?"

　The National Master back then couldn't do it, but that doesn't mean he can't do it now.

Yan Shouyi suspected that the Imperial Master might have hidden many wooden puppets in the Daqing Mountains for today's big plan.

Those decent people who disappeared in the Daqing Mountains were probably killed by the wooden puppet Dharmakaya.

"The second question," Yan Shouyi asked, "What other special abilities does the Imperial Master have? It has to do with... killing people."

Lianhe said: "The Imperial Preceptor has killed many, many people, but he is different from the general. The General kills the enemy on the battlefield, while the Imperial Preceptor tortures people in prison. Most of the prisoners who fall into the hands of the Imperial Preceptor cannot survive or die. In the dungeon, The screams never stopped from morning to night, and no one even dared to live around the dungeon."

"And the Imperial Preceptor also planted a sacred tree in the capital. The sacred tree is only a few short years old. It has grown to be forty feet tall every year, and its crown is more than twenty feet wide, covering the sky and the sun! On every first and fifteenth day of the lunar month, prisoners will be escorted to the sacred tree to be beheaded, and their blood will be used to irrigate the sacred tree. The national master This ritual is called 'prayer', and the purpose is to enhance the national destiny of the Qingjiang Kingdom."

This bloody ceremony sounds extremely cruel, and the national master actually called it "prayer" in a high-sounding way. , Yan Shouyi felt nauseated.

Obviously, the so-called sacred trees and blessings cannot enhance the national destiny of Qingjiang Kingdom.

The greater possibility is that the national teacher is seeking benefits for himself.