Chapter 6: Nie Xiaoqian

  Xuan Kong's ears were sharp, and his cultivation was solid. He heard the murmurs of that Nie surname hunter and almost choked himself to death with a mouthful of saliva.

  Yes, surname Nie, not bad.

  En, Xiao Qian, this is not bad either.

  Two words put together, isn't it Nie Xiaoqian or who? The memories of the previous life, Xuan Kong hasn't forgotten yet, and this household name superstar female ghost will naturally not be forgotten either. A flash of golden light flickered before his eyes now.

  "Nie Xiaoqian, this is indeed Nie Xiaoqian's father......" With narrowed eyes, Xuan Kong's mind was wandering off somewhere.

  Because his own daughter died at the hands of these monsters, Nie surname hunter lost his temper and then came to his senses. He clenched his fists and apologized before continuing: "The starlight in the mountains is originally bright, my pair of night eyes are not for nothing."

  "Under the moonlight, the female corpse lifted the curtain of the carriage by herself and walked step by step to the bedside of those sleeping men. I watched closely as the female corpse had a sallow complexion with a strip of white cloth wrapped around her forehead, bent down and took a deep sniff at the faces of the several merchants who were dead asleep."

  The hunter with the surname Peng was so frightened that he dared not speak again. The Third Master asked, "What happened after you finished drinking?"

  "They're all dead." The hunter with the surname Nie gritted his teeth and calmed himself down.

  "This is a zombie haunting."

  Xuan Kong bit his lip, and he also knew that this was a zombie. For a moment, he couldn't tell which world he was in. One eyebrow spoke of Daoist priests, zombies, Nie Xiaoqian, the Lao Mountain Sect...

  He pinched himself to make sure he was the first disciple of Mount Lu, not the eldest son of Mount Mao.

  The Lishan sect that can grow pears.

  A sharp pain on the inside of his thigh, a sudden spark in Xu Kong's mind, and he vaguely seemed to recall Pu Songling writing about a "corpse transformation" story in "Liaozhai Zhiyi". Thinking back again, zombies have existed since ancient times, so it was probably just his imagination.

  The story ended, and the eyes of the two hunters turned to the old Taoist priest's face.

  Xuan Kong also took the opportunity to carefully examine Nie, the surname of the hunter. Although he was just sitting in the hall, he exuded an aura of majesty that made one dare not offend him. He was indeed a former high-ranking official in the imperial court. His facial features were not those of a prominent and noble person, but rather a dignified and refined face with a hint of elegance.

  Only such a person can raise a female ghost like Nie Xiaoqian with a gentle and elegant temperament.

  Xuán Kōng was daydreaming in his heart.

  He didn't notice, however, that his second junior brother standing below was feeling astonished at Xuan Kong's actions. Although he couldn't understand the small excitement in Xuan Kong's heart, he also didn't want to let go of the opportunity to provoke him.

  He took a step forward and said with an air of righteousness: "Master, as cultivators, it is our duty to subdue demons and exorcise evil spirits!"

  Second Brother's sudden appearance was somewhat unexpected by the old Daoist, as his disciple usually took advantage of benefits but shied away from troubles. However, today he acted out of character. Indeed, Second Brother respectfully bowed to the old Daoist and hypocritically said:

  "Master, I was wrong to speak. Last night, I had a long conversation with my fellow disciple, Xuan Kong, and we both deeply regret what happened during the day. Please, Master, have mercy and give Xuan Kong another chance."

  This is indeed nonsense!

  Xuán Kōng looked up at the flying Apsaras painted on the beam of the Shàng Qīng Diàn, thinking to himself: "Do you know who I was with last night?" Of course not, if it were let out that Xuán Kōng had spent a joyful evening drinking with Qin Guang Wang, he wouldn't dare fabricate such nonsense even if beaten to death.

  He quickly changed his words, and with a single opening and closing of his mouth, he solidified the generation gap between him and Xuán Kōng.

  "Yes, Master. Junior Brother Xuankong still wants to make progress." Third Brother also reacted and stood up to report. His eyes were filled with mockery, obviously wanting to see Xuankong embarrassed.

  Just from the descriptions of the two Hunters, the disciples of Lao Mountain had already come to a conclusion that this zombie was absolutely an old devil over a hundred years old.

  Look at you, still so arrogant. You're just a young kid under 20, if you have the guts, go and fight with the hundred-year-old zombie for real!

  Several other junior brothers were originally unwilling to get involved in this matter, but they couldn't avoid the gaze of the second and third senior brothers, so they all stood up and agreed with their words. Anyway, Xuankong was always alone, and no one wanted to form a gang with him.

  Offending this unlucky former senior brother can lead to befriending the two current senior brothers who are now in a high position within the sect, and no matter how you calculate it, it's not a loss.

  Xuán Kōng's mouth corners rose with a smile, and sometimes he really didn't understand his junior brothers' thoughts.

  Everyone is an immortal cultivator, what's the point of forming a group?

  When the time comes, there will be a calamity of thunder every 500 years, a calamity of dark wind every 500 years, and a calamity of poisonous fire every 500 years. Can we rely on these gangs in the sect to defend against them? Cultivators should focus on improving their own cultivation, that's the real skill.

  Doesn't Xuan Kong really understand the social skills?

  Qin Guangwang does not agree.

  It's just that I feel it's not worth it to waste time on those "younger brothers" who can't grasp the good opportunities and spend a lot of time plotting against each other.

  "Wukong... Xuankong, do you have any thoughts of your own?" The old Taoist's hands, which were stroking his beard, stopped as he gazed at the crowd of disciples standing up to isolate Xuankong. A hint of anger flashed in his eyes.

  "I'll just go down the mountain with the two hunters then." Xuan Kong smiled and nodded, pretending not to see the disdainful cold smiles of his two junior brothers behind him. His gaze lingered on Nie and Peng, the two hunters, for a moment, expressing his kindness.

  He has always been kind and benevolent towards everyone in every industry.

  But to put oneself in the right position and earn a living with one's skills.

  Anyone who is such a person can receive the kindness of Xuan Kong.

  In his previous life, he had already mixed and blended into the Tao. In this life, Xu Kong wants to make himself a real person, someone who is truly sincere in dealing with the world. It's not easy. The hunter with the surname Peng asked hastily: "One Eyebrow Daoist Master, who is this young man?"

  He looked like he was no more than twenty years old in terms of age, but considering that this was a member of the Xian family, for a moment, he couldn't grasp his attitude.

  Third Master couldn't help but let out a mocking laugh and stepped forward to introduce, "This is the eldest disciple of our Lao Mountain Sect, the third generation's eldest disciple!"

  "Oh, it's Wei San Ge." The secular name of the third master is Wei, and he has met with hunters several times in the mountains. It doesn't seem like Xuan Kong has been staying in his own reading hut behind Lao Mountain, where he either practices his skills or contemplates the mysteries of the universe.

  "Wei San Ge, why not just call Wei Ge?" Xuan Kong stifled a smile and looked at Third Brother. Of course, probably no one in this world knows what that little blue pill is yet.

  Half a moment later, Third Master realized the anger on the face of the old Taoist priest and hastily pulled Second Master. Second Master also felt a tremble in his heart and said: "Indeed, it was Xuankong's nephew who wanted to make an effort for our sect and glorify the name of our Cangshan Sect!"

  These words are not false, the greatest wish in Xu Kong's heart is to one day build Lao Mountain Sect into the number one immortal cultivation sect under heaven and earth, and he is also willing to work hard for this.