Zhenfeng took out his cigarette, lit it, took a deep breath, and then let out a long breath: "Speaking of which, I have never convinced anyone in my life. Liu Boqing and the Demon Saint are definitely one of them."
"Liu Boqing was just a commoner Yin Yang at first, but he became famous all over the world by relying on his divination skills, and he actually formed a huge organization like the Monster Catching Bureau."
Zhenfeng said: "You just joined the Demon Catching Bureau, but you haven't really experienced the power of this organization yet."
"What are the privileges of members of the Monster Catching Bureau? They can do almost anything that ordinary people cannot do, including mobilizing the army, or even murder and arson. The local public security organs cannot convict them, and they can only be tried by the Monster Catching Bureau."
"Do you know how many interests are involved in this? How difficult it is to accomplish such a thing is almost impossible when you think about it, but Liu Boqing did it."
Lin Xiaofeng asked curiously: "What about the Holy Lord?"
"Hehe, boy, look at these demonic sects nowadays. They seem to be killing people and setting fires secretly, but you don't know that in the last century, before the holy sects appeared, the situation was much more chaotic than this."
"At that time, various demonic sects were emerging one after another, and the demonic path was in chaos. There were no rules at all."
"Perhaps as the ancients said, things must turn against each other. In this extreme confusion, the Demon Saint emerged and subdued all the Demonic Sects today. He made these hundreds of Demonic Sects serve as the mainstay of the Holy Sect, and formulated one rule after another, so that
Demonic ways have become what they are now. Although these demonic sects are still doing evil, they are no longer chaotic and have certain rules."
"Liu Boqing and the Demon Saint are like the two extremes of Yin and Yang, each standing at the top. If an ordinary member of the Demon Cult or the leader goes to the underworld, he will probably have to go through all the eighteen levels of hell, but the Demon Saint
Won't."
"Although he killed countless people and committed evil deeds, he established the order of the devil and saved more innocent lives. For this reason alone, he would at least have to be reincarnated directly, and he might even have to get an official position in the underworld."
Many demon sect leaders are very old. Except for a few individuals, they are doing their best to do good deeds in order to avoid suffering less when they go to the eighteenth level of hell after death.
"If a figure like the Demon Saint dies, the turmoil caused by the demonic path is certain."
Lin Xiaofeng frowned: "These demon sects should not go back to the way they used to be, killing people and setting fires."
"That's impossible to say." Zhenfeng said: "What kind of moral character do most people who join the Demon Cult have? As long as they are good people, can they join that kind of organization?"
"If the internal fighting within the Holy Religion causes a bigger problem this time, then these demonic sects who have lost the control of the Holy Religion may do some evil things."
Lin Xiaofeng sighed and said: "I am really unsure about whether I can win this time when I go to the Holy Cult."
"It's a pity that I can't help you." Zhenfeng said: "If it were before, I could still find a way to build some connections with you at Longhu Mountain to see if I can give you some help, but now."
Having said this, Zhenfeng put out the cigarette butt in his hand.
Zhenfeng's words made Lin Xiaofeng feel much more reliable than Dong Mingcun's words.
"It's okay, luck or misfortune depends on your own. If I die on the Holy Island this time, it will only mean that my life is not good." Lin Xiaofeng picked up the tea and took a sip with a smile.
The two chatted for a long time, until around seven o'clock in the evening, Fatty Huang called and asked Lin Xiaofeng and Zhenfeng to rush out for dinner.
The place to eat is at a food stall opposite the sports center.
In order not to worry Lin Chen, Liu Cang and Xu Xiangyang, Lin Xiaofeng also reminded Zhenfeng not to tell them about the Holy Island this time.
After arriving at the food stall, several people ordered two boxes of beer and a large table of food.
In fact, they didn't separate for long, less than ten days.
That night, a few of them had a heavy drink. During the period, they talked about some happy topics, such as Zhenfeng met another stupid customer, or Xu Xiangyang was working in the restaurant and was attracted by them.
The supervisor of the restaurant taught me some chicken soup for the soul, such as Biru: If you don't work hard, you will have no future.
I'm afraid that supervisor doesn't know the identity of Xu Xiangyang's coal boss, otherwise he wouldn't have said such a thing even if he was beaten to death.
After drinking, Lin Xiaofeng got up early the next morning, picked up his things, woke up Fatty Huang, and rushed back to Kunming.
When the two returned to Kunming City and the door of the villa, it was already twelve o'clock in the afternoon.
When he opened the door, he saw Qing Shui sitting on the sofa, crossing his legs and watching TV quietly.
"Qing Shui, you're back. I heard from Xiaofeng that you have figured out your life story. Tell me what you did at home before." Fatty Huang asked with a smile.
Qing Shui had a cold face and had no intention of replying.
Fatty Huang was stunned, smiled dryly, and said, "I'm going back to my house."
After saying that, he ran back to his bedroom in a hurry.
During yesterday's phone call, Lin Xiaofeng had already sensed that something was wrong with Qing Shui's mood.
He sat next to Qing Shui and asked with a smile: "What's wrong? You look uneasy. Didn't you say you found out your life experience?"
"Yes." Qing Shui nodded slightly, his face expressionless.
"If you want to, just say it. If you don't want to, forget it."
Qing Shui opened his mouth to say something, but closed his mouth and said, "Forget it, I don't want to mention this matter."
Then, Qing Shui asked: "By the way, how are you preparing to go to the Holy Cult to help?"
"You saw it on the Double Dragon Sect side, and it was almost smooth, but then on the supernatural team side, they miscalculated."
Lin Xiaofeng took a long breath.
However, this matter has become settled, and there is no use saying anything else. Next, we only need to think carefully about what to do after entering the Holy Cult.
In the past few days, Lin Xiaofeng, Fatty Huang, and Qing Shui basically stayed in the villa and didn't go anywhere.
At noon on the fifth day as agreed with Pang Chen, Pang Chen finally called.
Lin Xiaofeng and others were having lunch at that time. When he saw that it was Pang Chen calling, Lin Xiaofeng quickly asked: "How is it?"
Pang Chen said on the other end of the phone: "I have lived up to the expectations of the young master. Perhaps because these elders know that I am supported by the Holy Cult, they are not too opposed to my integration of some forces of the Shuanglong Sect."
Lin Xiaofeng didn't care whether the elders objected to this issue, but said: "How many people can you bring there?"
Pang Chen said: "About five hundred people."
Lin Xiaofeng narrowed his eyes and said: "This is quite a lot, thank you for your hard work."
There is still a gap between the number of people and Lin Xiaofeng's expectation, but you can't show dissatisfaction at this time.
Besides, he was able to integrate 500 people in just five days. Pang Chen is indeed quite capable.