My daily mountain driving, I met a fox at the beginning and got married

Unexpectedly, there are "big tigers" in the north and "local snakes" in the south.

Han Shan ignored his question and continued to ask: "Who is this Fu Rong? Is he more powerful than all of you?"

"Yes, the spells he casts are very effective. Whether it's for peace or other evil wishes, he can do it, and the fee is very low."

After these words were spoken, Han Shan and Zhang Hao looked at each other again.

"Uncle, you are not ignorant of the rules of the trade. You should know that using very little money to accomplish a difficult task is not a commensurate price. If you spend too little, you may have to pay the price in other ways later."

For example, life span, fortune, etc.

"I told them, but they didn't understand. They thought we Taoist priests who charge high fees were angry and smearing our reputation! ... Alas!"

From the depressed look on the uncle’s face, one can imagine how many depressing things he has encountered.

"How did he convince those people to go to him?"

"It's very simple. He and his friends first built up a reputation, and then said that we, the independent cultivators, were all heretics, and that he was the only one from a reputable and upright sect. We are not independent cultivators either, we all have teachers, it's just a one-on-one teaching. He also accepted many disciples for free, and became a so-called big sect. Ha! It's ridiculous!"

After saying that, the uncle walked away, swinging his sleeves. His anger could be seen from his back.

Han Shan turned around and said to Zhang Hao, "This person is not simple. Is there any other purpose for him to accept disciples now?"

Zhang Hao didn't say anything, but Han Shan could already read some expressions from his poker face.

It can be seen that he is really thinking about this matter.

After a while, seeing that he still had no reaction, Han Shan tried to speak:
"What do you think? Should we go over there and take a look? Since Fu Rong is the biggest force in the south right now, maybe we can join forces with him?"

Zhang Hao turned around and walked back without saying a word. Han Shan didn't know what he was thinking and stood there for a few seconds.

After a while, Zhang Hao walked to the car and saw that Han Shan had not caught up. He frowned and asked, "Why haven't you come yet? Aren't you going to look for Fu Rong?"

"Ah? I don't know what you're thinking. You have to speak out next time."

Zhang Hao remained silent, lowered his head and got into the car.

Hanshan has long been accustomed to his thrifty use of words.

After getting in the car, he held the steering wheel but didn't drive.

"what happened again?"

"Where should we go to find Fu Rong?"

"Shall I get off and ask?"

"No, just place a tracking charm. Just pay attention to the direction along the way."

Tracking talismans, as the name suggests, are used to track the whereabouts of another person. No specific object is needed as a medium, just thinking about that person in your mind will do.

Han Shan didn't know this kind of high-level spell. Zhang Hao taught it to him to prevent him from losing it due to his carelessness.

Unexpectedly, it would come in handy so quickly.

"What is God? In this age where everyone is in danger, those who are willing to selflessly dedicate themselves are God!"

“God is not limited to the flesh or to form. He can be a tree in a flood or a basin of water in a fire!”

"And the Heavenly Master is willing to pass on his skills to us at this moment and teach us how to protect ourselves. He is a god!"

"Noble Heavenly Master! Please accept my gift! Lead us mortals who are struggling in this world out of our suffering!"

A sharp dagger, ten talismans, a dull sound of piercing the heart, blood spilled all over the ground. The audience was crowded, and this exciting scene brought great spiritual shock to the new students.

Some people wanted to escape, but when they saw that others did not retreat, they gave up the idea of ​​retreating. Everyone was like this.

The man on the platform was dressed in white, wearing a veiled hat, and his face was blurred, but from the aura around him, it could be judged that he was by no means a weak person!
"He is not weaker than you." Zhang Hao said to Han Shan after observing the crowd for a while.

"Stronger than me?" Han Shan asked in surprise.

He had no way of sensing the man's strength, but he was confident in himself and believed that he was definitely stronger than 90% of the Taoists in the world. After all, he had conquered a ghost king-level ghost by himself.

However, this person...

"How did you know that?" Han San asked.

"Everyone has an ability magnetic field, and this person's ability magnetic field has extended to my feet. I can feel it." Zhang Hao replied.

"Will he find you?" Han Shan asked worriedly.

As soon as he finished speaking, the person on the stage suddenly turned his head and seemed to be looking in the direction of Zhang Hao.

He gently lifted a corner of the veil. The distance was too far and he still couldn't see the face clearly, but Han Shan was sure that Zhang Hao had entered his sight.

Han Shan subconsciously took a step forward, trying to block Zhang Hao, but was pushed back by Zhang Hao. Zhang Hao took another step forward, raised his head slightly, and looked at him fearlessly.

The moment the two powerful forces collided, everyone present couldn't help but tremble in their hearts.

One second, two seconds, three seconds...

The other party looked away first, then he put down his hand and raised it to the people in the audience as if giving alms, signaling them to look up.

"Everything in the world is a cycle of cause and effect. I am the beginning and all living beings are the end."

That voice, regardless of gender, echoed in everyone's ears, making people involuntarily convinced.

Han Shan rubbed his ears, curled his lips and said: "The words are mixed with internal force, and the penetrating power is really strong. No wonder these ordinary people are so convinced."

He just casually complained to Zhang Hao, but unexpectedly it caused dissatisfaction among the people next to him.

"What do you know?! This is the power of a Heavenly Master!" the man said indignantly.

"Ah? What?" Han San looked puzzled.

The man rushed over and argued with Han Shan, "My mother was bedridden at first. She went to several big hospitals but couldn't get cured. In the end, it was the Heavenly Master who cured her!"

"Heh, some diseases can't be cured by hospitals, but he can cure them with a spell? Who are you kidding!" Han Shan deliberately angered him, trying to get more information about Fu Rong. After all, most of the people here are loyal believers, and they must know more details than that uncle.

"What's the disease?" Zhang Hao suddenly asked, crossing his arms.

"Ah? This...the hospital can't find the cause." The man said hesitantly.

"Since so many hospitals can't find the cause, that means there's nothing wrong with the body, but a mental problem. If you ask any Taoist priest to give you a few strokes, it will be helpful, but it may not be the work of the Heavenly Master! I can do it!" Zhang Hao said calmly.

"You're talking nonsense! It was clearly the Taoist priest who changed my mother's fate!" The man rushed up to argue unconvinced, and his saliva almost splashed on Zhang Hao.

Zhang Hao took a step back silently.

"Defying fate and changing destiny? There will be retribution for doing so. How much money did you give to the Heavenly Master in the first place?" Zhang Hao asked.

"This... ninety-nine dollars!" the man replied.

"Puff!" Zhang Hao couldn't help laughing. Of course, he didn't laugh sincerely, but just made an appropriate response according to the current situation. For example, now, he should laugh.

"Do you really dare to believe it? Let me guess, you also participated in that ceremony? How can you be sure that the Taoist priest didn't transfer your life to your mother?" Zhang Hao said.

As soon as these words came out, the man suddenly panicked.

Yes, he was really panicked.

The reason why he came here to learn from a master was because his mother's health was getting better and better, while his own body was getting weaker and weaker. He was afraid, so his mother suggested that he come here to learn from a master, and perhaps he could seek shelter.

"No, no, no... Tianshi is a man of real ability, he would not do this!" the man quickly denied.

Han Shan added at the right time: "Yes, he does have real ability. He can change your life span to your mother's life and death book. Isn't this a great ability?"

The man fell to the ground, shaking his head continuously, trying his best to deny the statement.

But perhaps, deep in his heart, he already had the answer.

Their dispute was like a stone thrown into a calm lake, instantly causing thousands of waves!

More and more people are finding that they seem to have experienced similar things, which makes people suspicious.

Once doubt arises, it is like a seed that has fallen to the ground and can no longer be easily eliminated.

Just then, a woman in a white robe walked out from the crowd, and she looked like a disciple of a sect.

"Sir, the Heavenly Master invites you to our sect to taste tea," she said respectfully.

"Me?" Zhang Hao pointed at himself. After getting confirmation, he simply responded, "No."

The female disciple was stunned for a moment, then said, "This is an invitation from the Heavenly Master!"

Zhang Hao nodded, "I know, but I still won't go."

He had no interest in the Heavenly Master. Moreover, he had just caused some trouble, and the Heavenly Master invited him to have tea. Was there some conspiracy?
"Brother Zhang, why don't I go?" Han Shan volunteered.

If they really wanted to find clues, he felt that he was the most suitable person and nothing must happen to Zhang Hao.

However, the female disciple shook her head and said, "Sorry, the Heavenly Master only invited you."

"Then I won't go." Zhang Hao said firmly, "Go back and tell your master to either come and invite us in person, or we leave now."

Han Shan looked at Zhang Hao with mixed feelings. He seemed to have become more direct, and everything became so crisp and clear.

The female disciple was very angry, but for the sake of the overall situation, she could only suppress her anger, nodded and left.

Zhang Hao's arrogance made people around him look at him sideways. They whispered and guessed about Zhang Hao's identity.

Suddenly, a cry of surprise came from the crowd: "Oh my God, isn't this Shopkeeper Zhang?"

"What? Is he some big shot?"

"Say it quickly!"

"This person opened a corpse-driving inn in the north. You can find out what's going on in the north if you ask around... I won't say much about the rest. This person is not a simple person and is extremely powerful!"

Appropriate blank space can always inspire people's infinite imagination.

Everyone present was Fu Rong’s believer. Anyone who could be praised by them in such a tone must be extraordinary.

Everyone speculated, could it be that the "Fu Rong" from the north came to the south to cause trouble? That's why he was so tough?
However, in fact, the reason why Zhang Hao had such a tough attitude was only because of the other party's arrogance and the female disciple's rudeness to Han Shan.

In his opinion, Han Shan is his "person", and being looked down upon by others is just like being looked down upon himself. It is very dangerous to show weakness rashly without understanding the other party's strength.

Soon, the crowded crowd gradually parted, and a person slowly walked towards the end of the road.

The man was wearing a white robe and a veiled hat. As he walked towards Zhang Hao, he continuously released his power and approached Zhang Hao.

In this situation, most people would fight against the other party in order not to show weakness.

Lian Hanshan couldn't help but release his power, but Zhang Hao didn't.

He was just like an ordinary person who didn't know martial arts. He stood there steadily, waiting with a calm look for the other party to come up to him.

"Mr. Zhang, I've heard of your name for a long time." the man said.

"Yeah, I've heard of your name for a long time." Zhang Hao responded.

"Mr. Zhang, you're welcome. You probably got to know me after you came to the south, right? After all, I don't think my influence in the north can surpass yours."

Zhang Hao heard a hint of sourness in the other party's false polite words. He did not hide his envy and yearning for Zhang Hao, but his behavior seemed to look down on Zhang Hao and want to trample him under his feet.

The discussions around him were getting louder and louder. Fu Rong looked around, took a step to the side, and made a "please" gesture.

Zhang Hao nodded, pulled Han San's wrist and walked forward, leaving Fu Rong behind.

If he insisted on showing strength in this regard, Han Shan would not object, after all, there was no harm in it.

What they are doing now is tantamount to going deep into the enemy camp. It might be safer if they make a bigger noise.

Following the disciple who led the way, they passed through a cave and entered a deep valley.

"This is a place that only inner disciples can enter." Fu Rong walked forward and walked side by side with Zhang Hao.

Han Shan silently took a step back and followed Zhang Hao closely, alerting him to any danger outside his blind spot.

"It's only been a month or two since you founded your sect? And it's divided into inner and outer sects?" Zhang Hao asked sarcastically.

"If you want to expand, you have to be more formal!" Fu Rong responded calmly.

Hearing this, Zhang Hao stopped, turned around and looked at Fu Rong and said, "Those big sects were destroyed by the Demon Lord. Aren't you afraid?"

Fu Rong also steadied his steps and said in a steady voice: "Then how can you be sure that I am not the Demon Lord's man?"

Han Shan became alert instantly, moved closer to Zhang Hao, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

"I was still skeptical, but after hearing you ask, I don't think so." Zhang Hao pressed Han Shan's head, turned his head away, and continued to walk forward. "The Demon Lord will not have a subordinate like you. You are not qualified."

After walking a few steps, Fu Rong's voice suddenly came from behind.

"I think we can join forces to defeat the Demon Lord. Everything I am doing now is to prepare for this great goal. You should be able to feel that I am not an ordinary person, and the power I just displayed is just the tip of the iceberg."

Although Zhang Hao has not yet fully understood Fu Rong's background, he also believes that he is quite capable and will not be much worse than the other party.

Fu Rong's words made Zhang Hao stop. He turned around and stared at Fu Rong.

"After defeating the Demon Lord, what should we do next?"

"It's simple. Establish a completely new order." Fu Rong took a step forward, his eyes flashing with undisguised ambition and desire. (End of this chapter)