Zhang Linchuan changed his appearance for some reason, which Jiang Wang didn't know beforehand.
But he already remembered this face clearly and would never forget it again.
Of course, Jiang Wang would not believe everything he said about the mysterious man he met just now.
The truth remains to be verified.
However, he mentioned that the Wusheng Cult is now active in Yong State.
When Maplewood City fell, Lu Yan, the second elder of the White Bone Path, once sang the Song of the Boneless Life. The terrifying original magic used by the White Bone God to determine the time of Zhuang Chengqian's death was called the Deathless Tribulation.
The name Wusheng Cult obviously originated from the White Bone Path.
According to what the mysterious man just said, the Wusheng Sect was founded by Zhang Linchuan.
I don’t know if Zhang Linchuan established his own sect alone or if he unified the original forces of the White Bone Tao to form the Wu Sheng Sect.
If it's the latter, then Zhang Linchuan's strength really needs to be re-evaluated, because he at least convinced Lu Yan, who was born with dark eyes and was at the top of the outer building.
The Wusheng Sect was born after the destruction of the White Bone Path. From this, it can be seen that Zhang Linchuan was the leader who betrayed the White Bone Holy Lord, or at least was one of the leaders.
What Jiang Wang wants to find out most now is how Zhang Linchuan used to completely get rid of the Bone God, thereby completing his betrayal and establishing a new religion? Or...did he completely get rid of the Bone God?
Zhuang Chengqian got rid of the influence of the unborn calamity because he cultivated and influenced another "self" to fill the calamity.
Zhang Linchuan was not a Taoist of the White Bones, nor was he born in the catastrophe, so he was relatively not subject to such powerful restraints. Just like Jiang Wang also used the White Bones Secret Technique, but that level of contamination was silently erased by Zhuang Chengqian.
From this perspective, getting rid of the Bone God is not completely unattainable.
The Bone God is not invincible, Zhuang Chengqian has proven this.
The name "Wu Sheng Jiao" gave Jiang Wang a lot of information.
In the Underwater Demon Cave, one of Zhuang Chengqian's revealed purposes was to overthrow the Bone God from his throne.
As a traitor to the White Bone Way, Zhang Linchuan may have the same ambition... He may even be trying to usurp the divine power of the White Bone God. Otherwise, why would he form a new force in the name of Wu Sheng?
But Zhang Linchuan must not know that the White Bone God has cleared the biggest obstacle to his birth. The White Bone Taoist Fetus may have been born in a corner of the world at this time...
Walking on the streets of Wenxi County, Jiang Wang was silent for a long time.
He suddenly found that he had been comparing Zhuang Chengqian and Zhang Linchuan unknowingly. Perhaps it was because these two people had gained an advantage in facing the Bone God, so in his heart, Zhang Linchuan's
The danger has increased extremely. It's not just a strong man in the inner palace who can only rely on sneak attacks to kill Wei Quji.
The activities of Zhang Linchuan's Wusheng Cult in Yong State may be due to the national war that just ended. This kind of thing among the dead has always been familiar to the White Bone Dao. But other conspiracies cannot be ruled out...
He had no intention of obeying the mysterious man's wishes just now, and he had to put aside the matter of Wusheng Cult first.
Since it is impossible to kill Zhang Linchuan for the time being, it is better to get everything back on track and regain the purpose of coming here specifically.
However, after the accident just now, Jiang Wang decided to be more cautious.
At this time, in Shun'an Mansion, there were the upper-level forces of the Yong Kingdom, the rather restrained Mohist disciples, the Wusheng Sect, and the mysterious man who looked like Zhang Linchuan... there was an undercurrent surging.
It must be well controlled in order to achieve the goal stably.
I turned into an alley, and when I came out again, the bamboo hat and black robe had been put into the storage box. After all, they were "bought" with money, and they might be used again in the future.
I don’t know how well Wei Bofang and Zhuge Jun did in the Lingkong Palace, or whether the two giant moths emptied the Lingkong Palace...
Jiang Wang was just idle for a while and didn't pay much attention to Cheng Guo's support, so he just skipped it after a brief thought.
According to the information he collected in the past few days, Qingyunting's opportunity is right now...
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The 300th birthday of Weining Hou Jiao Wu attracted countless guests.
This old marquis, who has been in the military for a long time, is the well-deserved number one in Shun'an Mansion regardless of his name, title, or cultivation.
It's another big day like my 300th birthday, so visitors come in an endless stream, which is foreseeable.
The Weining Marquis Mansion was built outside Tongyi County, Shun'an Prefecture. It occupies a very large area and looks like a small city. There is almost an endless stream of convoys transporting daily necessities to and from it every day.
At this moment, the gift-giving team outside the gate of the Hou Mansion stretched for several miles.
Jiang Wang is among them.
His current identity is Yu Songhai, a single disciple of the Xiyun Sword Sect in Jiuyu County.
The Xiyun Sword Sect has long since declined, and the martial arts within the sect have been lost to pieces. By the time it was passed down to Yu Songhai's generation, it was almost on the verge of extinction.
In my early years, I also came to Weininghou Mansion as a guest. Of course, the so-called "being a guest" was nothing more than giving gifts and sitting on the flowing table without even seeing the host's face.
Nowadays, I am still qualified to wish Weining Hou a birthday (the name is still recorded in the Hou's past gift book), but I can no longer come up with any decent birthday gifts.
Jiang Wang is willing to do the work for them and pay for them out of his own pocket to give them a gift.
The real Yu Songhai is still imprisoned in an unknown cave. Jiang Wang used a sword manual from Lingkong Palace to make a deal with him and borrowed his identity for a while. In order to prevent him from taking advantage of it, he jumped out.
I have also taken some precautionary measures to do bad things. When the matter is completed, I will let him go.
Yu Songhai, a single disciple of Xiyun Sword Sect, is a very suitable identity.
This young monk practiced very hard. After the death of his only master, he went into seclusion for many years, practicing hard on several fragments of handwriting.
In other words, no one in the outside world knows him. Even in Jiuyu County, he only vaguely has a name, but few people are familiar with him.
Let alone here in Weininghou Mansion. If you shout at Yu Songhai, you may not recognize ten out of ten people.
Qingyunting is in Wenxi County, but Jiang Wangke came all the way to Weininghou Mansion in Tongyi County. Of course, it's not that he went to the wrong place. It's because Qingyunting will definitely come to Weininghou Mansion to celebrate his birthday.
Compared with going directly to the door, starting contact at Weining Houfu is undoubtedly a less wary option.
The long team was difficult to move, but Jiang Wang had enough patience to silently carry Dao Yuan while waiting.
The traces of being beaten on his face have been eliminated, but this does not prevent him from continuing to try to understand the Dao Yuan usage of real people in this world. The result may be in vain, but if he can gain something unexpectedly, it will be a great blessing.
Success is sometimes just a possibility gained from endless futile efforts.
While they were silently comprehending, an eagle's call came from far and near, shaking the crowd.
Those whispering voices suddenly stopped, and the next moment, they suddenly started to boil.
Jiang Wang looked up following the gaze of the crowd.
Only a huge black eagle was seen coming out of the sky. It was the size of two adults, with sharp claws like hooks. Its wings were spread out, casting a huge shadow. Each eagle feather was like a steel knife.
On the back of the giant eagle, stood a barefoot man with a dark iron mask on his face and a red copper square box hanging on his back.
You don't need to listen to other people's opinions.