Many years later, when the frail Zhang Daozheng recalled the afternoon that changed his life, he still felt so upset that he wanted to slap himself twice.

He should have noticed it long ago.

Zhang Guoqiang who came from Mount Longhu lives in a nice hotel, eats delicious meals and drives a luxury car. Such a luxurious life is definitely not available in the Taoist temple on Mount Longhu.

Even if you can enjoy it at the foot of the mountain, you must do it secretly. How can you enjoy it openly?
If it were Zhang Daozhen himself, he would have been so excited that he didn't even know where he was going.

But Zhang Guoqiang is not like that. He actually snatched the monks' business and helped believers to tell fortunes, perform rituals and eliminate disasters.

Zhang Daozheng and the heavenly masters under him were unwilling to do these things.

How much money can ordinary people make by performing rituals? How can it compare to reading feng shui and fortune telling for rich people?
Spread Taoist culture? Develop followers? Come on, this is the 21st century, who would do such a thankless task?

So when Zou Tianshi first started doing these things, Zhang Daozhen was actually a little confused, but he couldn't resist the other party's explanation, which was very reasonable:
"As you know, our place is relatively backward, and the monthly salary is only a little over a thousand. These small amounts of money in your eyes are already as much as my previous monthly salary."

"How can I not be moved?"

"Anyway, these small jobs I take won't compete with yours for business. Can you just turn a blind eye to this matter? Okay?"

"Good brother, please help me!"

Zhang Daozheng himself had lived a hard life, so he realized early on that Master Zou was not well off.

Who with some spare money would beg someone to help renew the hotel bill so desperately?
So he believed what Master Zou Tianshi said.

He believed it without a doubt and not only did not stop it, he also helped introduce two business deals with good returns.

He even forgot the routine introduction fee in the industry and took the initiative to drive Master Zou to the place where he was working.

Who could have thought that this old fellow Zhang Guoqiang had such a big plan!

……

Just after Zou Tianshi shouted "Sword is coming", a middle-aged woman's voice suddenly came from outside the crowd:
"What are you doing? Get out of my way!"

Zhang Daozheng turned around in the direction of the voice and saw that the person who was speaking had already squeezed through the Taoist priests who were watching and walked up to him.

"Hu Fenglai? Why is it you?"

Zhang Daozheng recognized the woman who came. She was the widow of the acting Heavenly Master who had passed away. In the past, he would always call her sister-in-law whenever he saw her.

However, Zhang Daozhen has not seen his sister-in-law since the death of the previous acting Heavenly Master.

It's strange that she is not dead yet.

In fact, Hu Fenglai had visited Zhang Daozheng several times, hoping that he would follow the rules of Zhang Tianshi's lineage and give her half of the wealth her husband had amassed in the Tianshi Mansion during his lifetime for her to use in her old age.

But at that time, all the money in the Tianshi Mansion's account had been inherited by Zhang Daozhen, so it was impossible for him to give it to her, and naturally he would not see her.

Forced to make a living, the widow of the former acting Heavenly Master even made a decision that went against her ancestors - she pretended to be a descendant of Zhang Tianshi and dressed up as a female Taoist priest to cheat people out of money in the countryside.

It was not until later that he met Master Zou that he had the opportunity to take revenge on Zhang Daozhen.

"Nonsense, of course it's me, otherwise how could it be your mother?" Facing Zhang Daozhen's question, Hu Fenglai responded bluntly in front of everyone.

Most of the Taoists present knew her, so she was able to squeeze in so easily.

At the same time, everyone knew about the grudge between her and Zhang Daozhen. Faced with her outrageous remarks, everyone present had no other reaction except to laugh in their hearts.

Zhang Daozhen's face flushed with embarrassment. It was not until he saw the box in the woman's hand that he quickly changed the subject: "You...what are you doing with a box?"

"We are having a meeting of Zhang Tianshi's clan. Why are you, a woman from another family, coming here to cause trouble?"

"I'm making trouble? Hahaha, didn't you hear what Master Zhang said?"

"Sword! I came to give you a sword." Hu Feng said, and handed the narrow wooden box to Zou Tianshi, who was holding his head up. Zhang Yang said that looking up at the sky at a 30-degree angle is very stylish, and Zou Tianshi remembered it and did it, and the effect was really good.

Everyone present exclaimed in surprise as they watched him take the box in his hands.

But it wasn't directed at him, but at the box in his hand.

"Why does this box look so familiar?"

"I know. Isn't this the box where the Sanwu Female and Male Evil-Slaying Swords were placed in the Tianshi Mansion? It disappeared after the previous acting Tianshi died. I didn't expect it was hidden by his widow."

"How did something belonging to our Zhang Tianshi lineage end up in the hands of a woman from another family? It's time to take it back today."

"Take it back? Judging from the situation, you will have to fight with Zhang Tianshi from Longhu Mountain for it."

"It's obvious that she's using the Three Five Female and Male Evil-Slaying Sword as a token of her allegiance. This woman has surrendered to Mount Longhu..."

"..."

The old men from Mount Longhu who were present all figured out the origin of the box, and there were many different opinions.

There are also people who don’t know what this thing is, such as the young Zhang Yijiang.

However, he quickly understood what it was by listening to what people around him were talking about.

It turns out that this is what the inexplicable phrase "the sword comes" means.

Kind of cool.

Zhang Yijiang had done such things before, and he could understand the deeper meaning behind them.

The reason why he was able to transform himself from an ordinary person to a self-proclaimed Heavenly Master and gain a large number of fans was because he displayed the Yangping Zhidu Seal, also known as the Heavenly Master Seal, in front of the elders of the Heavenly Master's Mansion.

Now, Zhang Guoqiang suddenly showed the Evil-Slaying Sword on this occasion, it was obvious that he wanted to learn from him!
Zhang Yijiang's eyes unconsciously became serious and his expression was very stern.

He even couldn't help but glance at his mortal enemy Zhang Daozhen and said sarcastically:
"Zhang Daozhen, ah Zhang Daozhen, look at you, such an important magic weapon can fall into the hands of a woman, and you still have the nerve to call yourself a heavenly master?"

"Why don't you give your position to this Taoist brother from Longhu Mountain?"

"What do you know?" Zhang Daozhen retorted viciously, and at the same time sneered contemptuously: "What are you pretending to be? There is a bullshit evil-slaying sword in this box."

"When the previous acting Heavenly Master was still alive, he discovered that the box was empty. Otherwise, how could he only be an acting Heavenly Master and not be able to become a permanent one?"

"General Zhang Yi, others don't understand, but you don't? If the former acting Heavenly Master had the real Sword of Slaying Evil, would anyone still follow you when you came out with the fake Heavenly Master Seal?"

"The real Heavenly Master Seal and the Evil-Slaying Sword were borrowed by Niang Xipi for demonstration when our lineage first came to the island decades ago, and they were never returned!"

Zhang Yijiang on the side fell silent after hearing this. He could not admit that there was something wrong with the Heavenly Master Seal in his hand, otherwise his position would be illegitimate.

However, Zhang Daozheng's words did convince him, and he also believed that the real Evil-Slaying Sword was no longer there.

The man and woman in front of me might be holding an empty box.

Who are you scaring?

So he couldn't help but say, "Hey, stop pretending. We all know each other well. Who are you trying to fool with an empty box?"

"Hmm? An empty box? Then what is this?" Master Zou Tianshi asked as he picked up the magic sword that Zhang Yang had prepared for him in the box.

Zhang Daozhen saw this scene, sneered and waved his hand: "You don't think you can fool us with a fake sword, do you?"

"I repeat, the real Evil-Slaying Sword was taken away by Niang Xipi a long time ago." (End of this chapter)