Zhang Ke laughed angrily, it was obvious that some sects were making small moves.
He doesn't hate these sects. The world is such a big place and suppressing dissidents is the most normal thing.
A fly won't bite a seamless egg, and unless there's something wrong with it itself, it won't give outsiders an opportunity to take advantage of it.
Zhong Hua looked at the serious smile on Zhang Ke's lips and couldn't help but feel a little scared.
Zhang Ke's reputation within the sect is as bad as his reputation outside.
Who within the Xiantian Yiqi Sect doesn’t know the name of the ‘killer like hemp’ Zhang Ke.
Not to mention that a few years ago, he almost burned Zhenjun Furong's war beast Fu Dou to death.
During that period, almost no one in the sect dared to cause trouble.
Even the disciples of Ten Thousand Beast Mountain, who had always been arrogant and domineering, had stopped their activities and were hiding in Ten Thousand Beast Mountain and did not dare to come out.
It wasn't until later when they heard that Zhang Ke was out that the disciples from Wan Beast Mountain started to behave randomly again.
Zhang Ke pondered for a moment and asked:
"I have been away on business in the past few years, has anything important happened within the sect?"
"Important things??
Oh! By the way, one year ago, Master Chongxiao and Master Yuegui of Catching Tower advanced to become True Lords of Yuanshen."
Zhang Ke was overjoyed. Although he had already guessed, he was still very happy when he heard the news.
"Really? That's great!"
Suddenly he asked strangely:
"Since Master Chongxiao has advanced to the level of true king, why doesn't Catching Tower still control the disciples of Wanshou Mountain?"
Zhong Hua sighed:
"It is a great joy for the sects that these two true men have become true kings.
But this also irritated Master Mingxiao. I heard that the Master once asked Master Chongxiao about something.
But he may not have received a satisfactory answer. Since then, most of the proposals proposed by True Lord Chongxiao have been rejected by Headmaster Mingxiao.
I originally heard that the Catcher was planning a big fight, but after a while, I lost all hope."
Zhang Ke was a little stunned. He understood why Headmaster Mingxiao was looking for True Lord Chongxiao.
Unexpectedly, I had some responsibility for the accident.
Zhang Ke thought for a while and asked again:
"What is the most unbearable place in this Taoist temple now?"
Zhong Hua blurted out without thinking:
“Catering hall!”
Zhang Ke breathed a sigh of relief and said to Zhong Hua:
"Seven-grade Sun Traveling God Zhong Hua listens to the order!
Now I am giving you a task as the butler of the Catching Tower.
Within three days, the illegal behavior of the disciples in the Taoist temple, the market and the Ten Thousand Beast Mountains will be investigated.
Two requirements, first, to act secretly, and second, to act safely, do you understand what I mean?"
Zhong Hua looked solemn, cupped his hands and said:
“Instead of alerting others, we must have absolutely reliable evidence.”
Zhang Ke nodded slightly, took out a piece of talisman paper, wrote a warrant, and stamped his seal.
The two fingers of his right hand were pulled into the air, and a white-gold hairspring talisman sword was pinched at the fingertips.
With a flick of his finger, the Gossamer Talisman Sword had already sunk into Zhong Hua's hair.
"This sword silk can be used to defend yourself against enemies. In addition, I allow you to call upon the sect's eighth-grade and ninth-grade protector gods to act.
If you really encounter something that cannot be solved, just call my name three times and I will show up. Do you hear me clearly?"
Zhong Hua's heart was agitated and he said solemnly:
"Please rest assured, Master, I will leave this matter to my disciples."
He knew in his heart that the gossamer talisman sword that Zhang Ke fell on him was not only a protection for him, but also a warning to him.
He bowed his hands to Zhang Ke and said goodbye, then disappeared into the wall again.
The Seventh Grade Sun Traveling God is based on the rules originally formulated by Zhang Ke in the ‘Shou Lun Method’.
Its clerical ability is that during the day, it can be teleported within a fixed area with the help of the power of earth veins.
The eighth-level night wandering god, on the other hand, can only travel at night.
As for the ability of Jiupin Er to repay the gods, it can hear various sounds in a very wide range.
With Zhang Ke's order, Zhong Hua can easily mobilize all the protectors under his rank.
In addition to the authority set by the sect, this kind of right can only be possessed by Zhang Ke, the founder of the 'Nine-level Protector God' system.
It is precisely for this reason that Zhang Ke can easily sense Zhong Huasan whenever he calls his name.
After Zhong Hua left, Zhang Ke activated [Shadowless Mask], randomly changed his appearance, and walked towards the dining hall.
It was almost noon, and Taoist disciples were rushing to the dining hall one after another.
Zhang Ke mingled among these disciples, checking as he walked.
Not all Taoist disciples are hopeless.
Among them, there are also many disciples who are dedicated to learning. Even on the way to the dining hall, they still can't put down their books.
After the Taoist temple has continued to expand over the years, the number of disciples of Tiangan and Earthly Branches has doubled, and the total number of disciples exceeds 4,000.
Even though there were many disciples hanging out in the market, the dining hall was still crowded.
Countless disciples were noisy, laughing, and arguing here, and it was as noisy as a busy city.
Zhang Ke stayed in the dining hall for a while, and then he understood why Zhong Hua said that the dining hall is the most miserable place.
He saw with his own eyes that many older disciples insulted some younger disciples casually, and some even used their hands.
There were even some male and female disciples who openly sat together and talked and laughed, pushing and shoving each other in a very interesting way.
In addition, there are actually outsiders who are not Taoist disciples gathering here in twos and threes to eat.
Seeing them casually greeting the disciples around them, it is obvious that this has become the norm.
Zhang Ke looked at the scenes in front of him, and his heart became heavier and heavier.
When he walked to the place where the leftovers were dumped, he could no longer hold back the anger in his heart.
Here, there are rows of iron pipes, which were originally used to dump leftover rice scraps.
But at this moment, in the countless iron passages, white spiritual rice is piled up like this.
Zhang Ke watched all this blankly.
In a daze, he remembered what a heavy price he and his Taoist brothers had paid for just a few kilograms of spiritual rice.
At this moment, several Taoist disciples came closer carrying wooden dinner plates, talking and laughing.
With a skillful flip of the hand, the almost untouched spiritual food was dumped into the iron gate without any care.
At this moment, Zhang Ke felt that time seemed to be stretched.
The movements of several Taoist disciples became much slower.
As the dinner plate tilted, grains of plump, moist, and spiritual rice spilled out like pearls.
Zhang Ke's heart suddenly tightened.
At this moment, Zhang Ke suddenly had a crazy idea in his mind.
He wanted to kill everyone in the dining hall with one sword.
As his heart moved at will, his right hand bent involuntarily, and a platinum-gold hairspring flashed slightly at his fingertips.
Zhang Ke's heart was in confusion at the moment, and he didn't know what he was thinking.
Without even noticing it, his right hand was completely bent, and the two middle fingers of his thumb were pressed together.
Just when he was about to unconsciously bend his fingers to pop it out, a clear and gentle voice came into his ears.
"Hi-! What's wrong with you?"
Hearing this voice, Zhang Kecai suddenly woke up from the chaos.
And when he discovered his current state, his legs softened with fear and he almost collapsed to the ground.
Beads of cold sweat broke out from his forehead, and his heart beat involuntarily.
The fear caused by this moment even exceeded the moment when he was almost killed in Zephyr Valley.
If I had really made a move just now, the consequences would be unimaginable.
I'm afraid I will live with regrets for the rest of my life.
"Are you sick? Why do you look so ugly?"
It's still that cool and gentle voice.
Zhang Ke turned to face the person who was talking to him.
Standing in front of him was a pretty female disciple. Judging from her childish look, she probably couldn't be more than fifteen years old.
At this time, she was looking at Zhang Ke with a worried look on her face. Perhaps she was not used to talking to strangers, and there was a faint blush on her face.
Zhang Ke looked at her blankly for a few times and suddenly couldn't help but laugh.
Even though the Taoist disciples here are in all kinds of troubles, there are also some very good people here, right?
When the female disciple saw Zhang Ke suddenly laughing, she felt even more panicked.
"you……"
As soon as he said a word, he suddenly realized that the person in front of him had his eyes closed tightly and he was actually a blind man.
Thinking of his actions just now, she suddenly understood something in her heart.
After looking around a few times, he quietly said to Zhang Ke:
"Don't go! Wait for me for a moment!"
After saying that, he walked quickly towards the distance, and within a few minutes, he hurried back again.
"Here! Eat quickly, you are not from the Taoist temple, are you? Leave quickly after eating, be careful of being seen!"
Zhang Ke looked at the dinner plate in his hand, which was full of rice and some meat and vegetable dishes.
Somewhere in my heart suddenly became a little softer.
He didn't find a place to sit down, so he held the plate in one hand and chopsticks in the other, eating bite after bite.
Only when the bowl was as clean as if it had been licked by a dog did he return the plate to the female disciple.
Solemnly: "Thank you!"
The female disciple covered her mouth, smiled sheepishly, and said nonchalantly:
"It's just a meal, nothing more!"
Zhang Ke was actually thanking her for waking him up from the chaos and preventing him from making a big mistake.
"By the way! What's your name?"
Zhang Ke asked.
The female disciple smiled and shook her head, turned around and left quickly.
He quickly came to a few friends who had been waiting for him.
"Hey! Qingyi, who were you talking to just now?"
"Let's go! Are you going to recite scriptures later?"
"Hey! Is there something wrong with you?
Don't change the subject, just ask honestly, who is that big man?"
"Hehe! I won't tell you!"
"Okay! Your wings have become stiff!"
Sisters! Do you want to be tortured? Let’s see if she does it or not?”
"Yeah!"
"..."
Seeing a group of female disciples laughing and leaving, the haze in Zhang Ke's heart dissipated a lot.
At this time, there were not many disciples left in the dining hall.
Zhang Ke turned around and looked at the already overflowing Tietong, as well as some outsiders who started to collect the inner spiritual rice of Tietong.
"well--!"
With a long sigh, he turned and left the dining hall.
After coming out, Zhang Ke didn't go to other places to check. He already knew what he needed to know. Now he just had to wait for news from Zhong Hua.
He did not reply to Zhuxuan or Guanghanyuan, but went directly to Jinfeng Cave.