The spirit turtle opened his mouth and was speechless. He didn't know what to say for a moment.

"Isn't this kind of teaching costly?" He thought for a while and finally squeezed out this sentence.

"Of course there is, not to transform people into immortals, it is also a great wish that we should make..." Zhang Rongfang said casually.

"A big wish??" Ling Gui thought about a lot in an instant. Looking at Zhang Rongfang's peaceful and emotional eyes, he suddenly understood.

"So...you are here to help the many suffering people in the world regain new hope!? Just like me, like them?"

He suddenly understood.

That's right...otherwise, why would the viewer come to them specifically? Instead of someone else?

"Let's go in."

Zhang Rongfang took the lead towards the Taoist temple.

It didn't take long, and soon, the two of them came out again, and there was a thin old man with all his hair beside them.

The old man's eyes were as bright as candles, filled with the joy of life.

Like the original turtle, the old man was dressed in an old Taoist robe, but the exposed skin only made him look like he was fifty or sixty years old.

"Fellow Taoist Hongxian, do you have anyone who is similar to you? Could you please introduce them to me? In today's world, all living beings are suffering. Only by spreading the immortal way can we have a chance of survival." Zhang Rongfang asked solemnly.

"The master of the temple is merciful." This old Taoist is the master of the Taoist temple, and he is also a Hongxian Taoist who is one step closer to becoming a master.

But at this moment, before he died, at the most humble and embarrassing moment in his life, he could not even take care of himself. Once he was transformed by Zhang Rongfang, his gratitude to Zhang Rongfang and the Immortal Temple far exceeded the nameless person he had dedicated his whole life to.

Taoist God.

"Pindao doesn't know many people and is not popular, so he may not be able to help. However, Pindao's hidden injuries from his failure in the ring have now fully recovered, and he may be about to take the final step in the near future."

"Are you serious!?" Zhang Rongfang's expression froze.

"Seriously! I don't dare to deceive the master." Taoist Hongxian replied calmly.

"Okay, okay!

"Zhang Rongfang was immediately overjoyed.

He suffered from a shortage of manpower before, but now... with the addition of Taoist Hongxian, the masters will definitely be greatly relieved!

Next, transform the rest of the targets known to the Spirit Turtle one by one and guide them to the immortal path, which can greatly alleviate the resource dilemma caused by the red scarf thugs today.

He went around to save people who were suffering from misfortune. This process lasted for three days.

Most of the three days were spent on the road. In fact, it only took a little time to find the person and then convert him.

Three days later...

Inside the Renxianguan Canyon.

The newly transformed figures gathered together one after another and sat down one by one in the newly built main hall of the Immortal Temple.

Zhang Rongfang stood in front of the main seat and looked at the forty-five blood descendants who had been transformed. His worries about his previous lack of skills were much lessened.

Among the people present, there were four masters such as Taoist Hongxian who had failed to break through the masters. Six of them were originally found, but unfortunately when they went there, two more were gone.

So only four people were rescued.

Except for four people, the rest are all top grade.

The most important thing is that after being transformed into blood descendants, these people's recovery power, speed and physical fitness have been greatly improved.

At this time, more than forty people gathered together, and everyone's eyes were focused on Zhang Rongfang.

"Everyone, I have just established my view of immortality. I don't want to dominate the world, but only want to live in a small corner. But now, the red-turban thugs have appeared in the world and are causing trouble in the world, forcing us to step forward.

The path to immortality is elusive, and immortality is hard to come by. We need a lot of resources on the way to build the road, but now the supply has been cut off by the red scarf thugs. Therefore, I cannot control other people's lands, but here, near Wushan, please help the poor.

Tao is a helping hand."

"What the temple master said is absolutely true!" Daoist Hongxian was the first to speak out in cooperation, "We, the cultivators of immortality, all need nothing more than the natural vitality of heaven and earth. Now, the red scarf thugs are ruthlessly plundering and killing the vitality, destroying my foundation. So...

.I will do justice for heaven!"

"That's right! Our Immortal Way brings together the vitality of all things into one! The red scarf cholera creatures are the enemy of all living beings! They should act on behalf of Heaven!"

"I agree!"

"The words of the contemporary master make sense! We must act on behalf of heaven!"

Echoes of echoes continued to sound, and soon, the voices slowly transformed into shouts of justice for heaven.

Zhang Rongfang looked pleased and clapped his hands lightly.

Suddenly, outside the main hall, someone brought in plates of red wine.

"The way of immortality is to seize the creation of heaven and earth. What we are doing is the road of vitality. If you destroy my vitality, you will destroy my foundation!"

He took the lead in picking up a glass of wine and raised it.

"Fellow Taoists, drink this wine first, and then you will settle the matter!"

"please!"

Many blood descendants raised their wine glasses.

"please!

"

The drink was finished in one gulp, and some of it spilled on the ground, exuding the faint smell of blood.

That's not just wine at all, it's blood wine!

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Not far from Wushan Prefecture, it is located in Qingchong City, which is famous for collecting, growing and making various medicinal materials.

Groups of red scarf thugs broke through wooden doors unscrupulously, entered houses one after another, killed people, and robbed everything they wanted.

They dragged out the living people one by one and stabbed them into their eyebrows with marrow-suction needles.

Soon, the civilians whose marrow had been sucked began to tremble, twitch, and foam at the mouth.

In less than ten seconds, they stood up, their bodies swelled slightly and became stronger, and their eyes became nervous and scanned the surroundings.

Some who resisted too strongly had their throats cut and killed on the spot.

Some thugs laughed and set wooden houses on fire with torches.

Flames rose into the sky with thick smoke, mixed with all kinds of wild laughter and crying.

The drug dealer Docker took his daughter, son, and three wives and concubines into hiding in one of his houses in the city.

The courtyard door was blocked with heavy objects stacked up.

Peng!

Peng!

Suddenly the door was hit with great force, making loud noises.

"There is something blocking here, there must be someone inside!" the Red Scarf Army outside shouted to greet the people around.

"Daddy...I'm afraid!" The younger son firmly stuffed his head into Docker's arms.

"Don't be afraid... don't be afraid, I'm here! Daddy is here!" Docker tried his best to comfort his son with trembling hands and looked at his wives and concubines.

"I'll rush out in a moment to lure them away. You can run away through the back door!"

"Husband...!" Several wives and concubines shed tears in fear.

"Let's go together!" my wife choked.

"I can't run away. Here are all kinds of precious medicines that have been accumulated in my family for generations! There are also all kinds of dry medicines piled in the warehouse at the back door that I just entered.

All my wealth is here, even if I die, even if it's all burned, I will never let outsiders take it away!" Docker said firmly.

Peng!

At this moment, the courtyard door outside was knocked open, and a bald thug in a red scarf, carrying a rotten ax for cutting firewood, walked slowly through the door.

"Haha... I knew there would be gains..." The red scarf thug licked his lips and smiled.

"kill!

"He rushed out suddenly and rushed towards Docker and the others. He struck the eldest son with the ax in his hand.

puff!

Suddenly, a big hand suddenly covered the thug's mouth and nose from behind and pulled hard.

Whoosh!

Before anyone could react, the red-turban thug had been dragged into the shadows of the corner and disappeared.

There was a faint sucking sound of some kind, accompanied by the sound of tearing flesh and blood, which made people's hair stand on end.
To be continued...