Mushroom Man

Chapter 90 The arrow is on the string and must be launched (Subscribe)
Doctor Mo died.

For Abbot Shanren, the loss was enormous.

Doctor Mo has worked with him for many years. Although they each have their own thoughts, they can still be considered extremely reliable allies.

Doctor Mo was impressed by his abilities and needed his help in refining mushrooms.

But he took a fancy to the holy religion behind it and wanted to leave a way out for himself.

Abbot Shanren was very clear that once someone from the Buddhist sect came, all the crimes he had committed over the years would be exposed.

By then, let alone Zhaodi Town, I'm afraid there will be no place for him in the entire Western Regions.

Not to mention, he also wants to inherit the Wuxiang inheritance.

Once the world knows that he has inherited the Wuxiang inheritance, he might be besieged and killed by the righteous and evil forces like Zhuge Huowang decades ago.

In that situation, only a strong backer could protect him.

Abbot Shanren had already found the right backer, the Holy Church behind Doctor Mo!
The Holy Religion is spread across the four continents, and there are more or less followers of the Holy Religion in every sect and school.

If he had the protection of the Holy Religion, he would be able to save his life from the pursuit of the Buddhists.

But now...

With the death of Doctor Mo, Abbot Shanren was completely isolated and helpless, and his dream of the Holy Church was shattered.

This hatred is irreconcilable and is tantamount to ending one's life!

"These ants really deserve to die."

"Don't they think I dare not kill people?"

Abbot Shanren's eyes were filled with murderous intent and his face looked ferocious and terrifying.

But he was not blinded by anger.

Abbot Shanren has achieved what he has today by relying on his foresight, careful planning, and careful consideration before taking action.

So he quickly suppressed his anger and began to think about the current situation.

"With Doctor Mo's abilities, that kid and Chief Wu alone would never be able to kill him."

"There's something fishy going on here. They might have helpers..."

No one knows Dr. Mo better than Abbot Shanren.

He has been with Doctor Mo for many years and knows him inside and out.

Doctor Mo seems to be of low strength and not good at killing.

However, he has many inheritances and his methods are endless.

And Abbot Shanren has known this for years.

In order to guard against him, Doctor Mo secretly used the resources he provided and made many plans for himself.

Abbot Shanren knew all about this, but because Doctor Mo was of great use to him, he turned a blind eye and did not point it out.

He then became very clear that Doctor Mo's strength was definitely not as simple as it seemed.

It is even possible that this guy has already mastered something that can counter the means of the fifth-level mushroom master in order to guard against him.

However, even so, Doctor Mo still died in an unclear manner, without even causing a ripple.

No matter how you look at it, this doesn't seem like something that can be accomplished by that kid and Chief Wu alone.

One of these two guys is at the second level and the other is at the fourth level. With Doctor Mo's ability, even if he can't beat them, can't he escape?

"If I remember correctly, Master Wen hasn't been in the temple for a while."

"Could it be that this matter has something to do with her?"

When Abbot Shanren thought of this, his expression darkened.

If this is true, then this matter may be closely related to Buddhism.

He had long suspected that the boy 'Sekong' had an affair with Master Wen, and that he was most likely also a Buddhist.

Now it seems almost correct.

However, even with the addition of Nun Wen, Doctor Mo shouldn't have died so easily given his abilities. It's likely that there was also another Buddhist mushroom master who helped him.

"No, we must investigate. We must investigate thoroughly."

"If this matter is really related to Buddhism, then since they dared to attack Doctor Mo, then I must have been completely exposed."

"Under such circumstances, it's meaningless for me to continue acting."

"We must make plans early, or even take preemptive action to eliminate these Buddhist lackeys before the Buddhists arrive."

Abbot Shanren showed a ruthless look on his face. He made a prompt decision and called the monks to investigate the matter thoroughly.

Once he is sure who is involved in this matter, he plans to take action immediately and catch them all in one fell swoop.

……

The next day.

Chunxianglou.

"Now that Doctor Mo is dead, the abbot will definitely take action."

"I'm probably going to be unable to wear this empty skin of mine any longer."

Wu Liang did not sleep all night, looking towards the Songzi Temple with a cold gaze.

As early as when Master Wen saw through his identity, he realized that it would be difficult for him to continue pretending.

From then on, Wu Liang gave up his plan of taking revenge on Songzi Temple by following the steps and developing steadily.

Now that he has dealt with the Eighteen Bronze Men and Doctor Mo, it is undoubtedly equivalent to breaking off relations with the abbot and no longer pretending to be nice to him.

Now it's time to fight to the death...

"The plan was too hasty, so I'm still in a passive position."

"But there's nothing we can do about it. If we delay any longer, the Buddhist sect will come and everything will be over."

Wu Liang shook his head, feeling quite sorry about this.

But now that things have come to this, the arrow is on the string and must be shot.

"If my guess is correct, Abbot Shanren might be desperate and do something desperate next."

"I must prepare early and deal with the mushroom poison as soon as possible." "But before that, perhaps the value of Sekong's body can be squeezed out a little more..."

Thinking of this, Wu Liang no longer hesitated and left Chunxiang Tower immediately.

Because the Eighteen Bronze Men and Doctor Mo were no longer around him, he could go wherever he wanted and finally had a sense of freedom.

Wu Liang came to the nine-story bronze tower alone and was familiar with the route. He also bought some candies on the way.

The monks guarding the place saw him and hurriedly bowed respectfully, "Brother Sekong, why are you here?"

"Why don't you see Master Wu Xingzhe?"

Wu Liang glanced at them coldly without answering.

"All of you, right now, call all the mushroom refiners sent here from my temple."

Upon hearing this, the monks looked at each other in bewilderment.

They heard the impatience in Wu Liang's words. Although they didn't know what had happened, no one dared to offend the abbot's son.

So, they did not dare to delay and hurried to summon the mushroom refiner.

Soon, a group of fat and pale mushroom refiners who had difficulty walking and were raised in the Temple of Childbirth all arrived.

"You guys disappoint me so much!"

"How many days has it been?"

"Why haven't you deduced the mushroom formula yet?"

"I raised you in the Songzi Temple, am I just letting you eat dry food?"

Wu Liang looked at everyone with a cold face and spoke in a stern voice.

The Taoist mushroom refiners at the Songzi Temple turned pale and pale upon hearing this.

Normally, as mushroom refiners, their status is much higher than that of ordinary monks.

They are all pampered and have very arrogant temperaments.

They had food to eat, drink to drink, women to enjoy, and novice monks to enjoy.

This shows how much Abbot Shanren values ​​them.

Therefore, in the Songzi Temple, no one dared to speak to them like this.

Now that he heard Wu Liang scolding him like that, he naturally felt unhappy.

But no matter how unhappy I am, I can only hold it in now.

After all, the other party is the abbot's son, and is much more noble than them.
"Reply, reply to Senior Brother Sekong, we have not been idle during this period."

"It's really not something that can be accomplished overnight to deduce a mushroom recipe from scratch."

"We have tried our best..."

Everyone laughed awkwardly and still tried to make excuses.

"Try your best?"

When Wu Liang saw their appearance, he snorted coldly and took out the mushroom recipe given by Yan Wuxin from his arms.

"Then why can the Yan family's mushroom refiner deduce the mushroom formula in a short period of time, but you can't?"

"Could it be that the people I raise at the Child-Giving Temple are just a bunch of losers who are no better than others?"

When everyone heard this, they looked at the two mushroom squares and felt embarrassed.

But thank God, they really didn't slack off during this period.

After all, it was the abbot's order to deduce the mushroom formula and make every effort to crack the formless inheritance.

Even if they had ten times the courage, they would not dare to be lazy at this time.

In the final analysis, it was the Yan family’s group of Taoist mushroom masters who were just too powerful.

The Yan family's business is trade, and the mushroom refiners in their clan often travel with the caravans to various places in the Western Regions to communicate with the mushroom refiners there.

After a few interactions, his knowledge naturally surpassed that of these pampered mushroom refiners.

Under such circumstances, it is not surprising that the Yan family was able to deduce a variety of mushroom recipes based on the mushroom materials in the Wuxiang inheritance in advance.

"Brother Sekong, we have actually almost figured it out."

"Now, the progress of the mushroom recipe for the Thousand Forms and Two Mushrooms has reached 80%."

"The Wu family only has 30%, and the Wang family doesn't even have 10%."

"It's not that we don't work hard, but the Yan family's mushroom masters do have their own unique skills..."

Everyone complained bitterly, as if they had suffered some great injustice.

However, Wu Liang doesn't care about these trivial things. Now he only cares about Mushroom Fang.

"Eighty percent?"

"Why can others deduce the complete mushroom formula, but you can only deduce 80% of it?"

“Sometimes it’s better to look for your own problems and wonder if you’re not working hard enough, which is why you can’t compare to others.”

Wu Liang spoke in a cold tone, scanning everyone with his eyes.

"Now the abbot has given me a death order. No matter what, I must crack the first level of the Wuxiang inheritance today."

"I don't have time to wait for you to deduce the mushroom formula. Right now, use the Yan family's mushroom formula to refine the Thousand Shapes and Two Mushrooms for me."

"If I don't see the Thousand and Various Mushrooms today, I'll fine you a year's worth of merit money. You probably don't object, right?"

When these words were spoken, everyone was shocked!
A year's worth of merit money?!

Doesn't this cost their lives?
If the temple did not give them merit money, they probably wouldn't even be able to keep the mushrooms on their bodies.

When everyone thinks of this, how can they dare to be negligent?

They quickly took the mushroom recipe given by Wu Liang, and after repeatedly assuring themselves that they would complete the task, they went into the bronze tower and prepared to refine the mushrooms in full swing.

Wu Liang followed closely behind and stepped into the bronze tower.

With the help of the Wuxiang Order, he peered through the pitch-black darkness and watched the flustered looks of those Taoist mushroom refiners, and couldn't help but sneer inwardly.

"They are really a bunch of idiots. They only get anxious after being scolded..."

(End of this chapter)