Leaving Wangwu Mountain, Ye Zhou's next target was Laojun Mountain.

There is also a hidden cultivation sect there, the Laojun faction!

If it weren't for this unexpected feng shui business, he would have been there a long time ago.

As a tributary of the Taishang lineage, this Laojun faction may be able to find some secrets about the nine-character true recipe from there, and even use this as a clue to find the origin of the mysterious orb.

This is Ye Zhou's biggest purpose.

He, as usual, rushed there on a bicycle.

Laojun Mountain is more than 300 kilometers away from here, and it takes three days to ride at his speed.

After a day of riding, Ye Zhou turned on his mobile phone and browsed the news near Yuzhou.

I haven't turned on my phone for nearly a week, and there is a lot of news on the Internet.

He opened the largest microblog on the Chinese Internet, Xinchao Weibo.

If something big happens in Huaxia, it will spread here as soon as possible.

He kept flipping through it, and suddenly a piece of news popped up and caught his attention.

"There was a sudden mudslide in Wangwu Mountain, more than 40 people died, and no one survived!"

"Huh?" Seeing this news, Ye Zhou's eyes closed slightly, and his gaze was deep and cold.

He originally thought that the death of so many people in Wang Wushan would inevitably cause an uproar in society, but he didn't expect that the mastermind behind the scenes had such a big energy and all the means, and he quietly suppressed this matter for such a reason without causing the slightest wave.

Some people don't understand the truth, maybe they just think it's an ordinary accident, and who would have thought that this is a man-made disaster, and those who died are not ordinary people, all. They are all feng shui masters.

As he continued to pay attention, he found some more exposure posts, which circulated on the Internet.

"Shocking news, there is a supernatural event in Wangwu Mountain, and zombies kill people!"

In the post, a burly figure more than two meters tall was posted, with bloody fangs and a hideous and vicious face, and the figure looked quite blurry in the dark and could not be seen clearly.

The next group of people replied.

"It's not a lie, is it?"

"What era is it now, and there are still people who believe in zombies, it's stupid!"

"Who says it's impossible? The world is so big, it's better to believe it than to believe it!"

......

In the Internet era, there is no shortage of gossip people, and the posts are noisy, which brings a rapid surge in clicks.

After all, so many people died, although there was an accident like a mudslide to cover up, it was still too conspicuous, and with these exposed supernatural pictures, it could always cause many people to speculate.

Soon, the number of clicks on the exposed post rose sharply, reaching the level of a hot post.

Seeing that it was about to rush to the homepage hot post list, it suddenly disappeared the next moment, and I couldn't find it no matter how I refreshed it.

Ye Zhou's heart moved, this post seemed to have been blocked by the forum administrators.

Did the man behind the scenes strike again?

But the matter is far from over, one post was blocked, and soon new exposed posts popped up.

"The death of Wangwushan is revealed, and the zombies are alive!"

The new post is more detailed, exposing more stealthy photos, and the zombie's face is clearly visible, as if it were real, attracting huge clicks and replies, and the popularity has soared.

"Another exposure post! I don't think it's that simple!"

"This picture is too clear, it doesn't look like a fake!"

"Yes! Wangwushan has rarely heard of mudslides, and it is strange that so many people have died!"

"Are there really zombies in this world?"

......

The post set off a heated discussion.

But as before, this post looks like it's about to hit the first-day hot post list again, and it's weirdly blocked again.

But it seems that someone insists on exposing it, and he doesn't give up, and soon a new post comes out.

"The zombie incident is true or false, more than 30 feng shui masters died tragically!"

One stone stirs up a thousand waves.

"What, the dead are all feng shui masters?

"These experts who deal with supernatural events have died so much, it seems that this matter is really not simple!"

"That zombie might actually exist!"

......

For a while, there was chaos in the post, some people said it was a ghost, some people said it was a zombie, and some people said it was a monster...... There are all kinds of sayings, it's really you singing and I appearing, it's very lively.

As a party to this incident, Ye Zhou watched from the sidelines, without saying a word, and faintly saw the two forces competing with each other on the Internet.

After all, Li Chengfeng and Jiang Polang are not easy to mess with.

They were born in a famous family in the feng shui circle, and their social energy is very great, so they suffered such a big loss in vain and were almost killed by the pit, how could they give up.

With their personalities, it is estimated that they can't wait to make a big deal and pull out the mastermind behind the scenes.

But the mastermind behind the scenes is also powerful, and he can be called a supernatural power, and he keeps public relations and wants to suppress this matter.

The two groups of people kept fighting, and Ye Zhou was watching the excitement in a plate, as if all this had nothing to do with him.

The mastermind behind the scenes was plotting against him behind his back, and although he was angry in his heart, he would not lose his mind.

It is not too late for a gentleman to take revenge for ten years, not to mention that he is still a cultivator with a long life.

It was imperative that he improve his cultivation as soon as possible to prepare for the subsequent cultivation conference.

In the face of the pursuit of the avenue, these human grievances are very insignificant, and they are not seen by him at all.

When he has achieved success in cultivation, he will go back and solve this behind-the-scenes mastermind, it is just a trivial matter to do casually, and there is no need to rush revenge now, bother and effort, and delay his time in vain.

Ding Ding Ding.

Suddenly, his phone vibrate.

Ye Zhou looked at the caller ID, and it was that old Zhou.

He smiled coldly, hung up directly, and pulled the other party into the blacklist without hesitation.

This week, Lao almost killed him, and all the previous friendships disappeared, and all that was left was resentment.

If the other party is repeatedly entangled, don't blame him for turning his face and being ruthless.

Ye Zhou set his phone to silent, put it back in his pocket, and devoted himself to cultivation.

Browsing the trendy Weibo, the incident in Nawangwushan has been fermenting since seven days ago, and has gradually evolved into a full swing, reaching a high level of popularity.

No matter how it is blocked, some people have been exposed in various forms, causing a heated discussion.

Gradually, the so-called mudslide theory gradually became less credible, and almost everyone began to think that it was a supernatural event, which set off a heated discussion about immortals and demons on the Internet, and even countless so-called masters began to come out and talk about their opinions, and by the way, promote their own exclusive cultivation secrets.

Most of them are scammers.

For a while, the cultivation fever spread on the Internet.

Such a change was something that no one expected.

And Ye Zhou always stayed out of the matter, as if everything had nothing to do with him.

He traveled during the day and practiced at night, like an ascetic, without the slightest distraction in his heart.

Soon three days later, a mountain range of spectacular scenery came into view.

Laojun Mountain has arrived!