"What does founding a sect mean?"
Lu Zheng asked curiously, "Could he already be openly teaching demonic arts? How could Heaven Sword Mountain have failed to notice entirely?"
Though Heaven Sword Mountain bore the name of swords and valued the killing path of Flying Swords above all else, that did not mean everyone on the mountain was a band of reckless brutes.
On the contrary, aside from their own sect's cultivation methods, Heaven Sword Mountain's disciples placed the greatest importance on the Confucian classics of the heart, nurturing their qi and spirit, reining in their hearts and swords, using them as sheaths for their blades.
Whenever the disciples of Heaven Sword Mountain did not draw their swords, they looked like scholars and Confucian gentlemen. They often traveled the mortal world, experiencing its hardships and suffering.
Thus, Lu Zheng found it difficult to imagine that Profound Devil Master had already established a demonic sect right beneath Heaven Sword Mountain's nose and was taking in disciples far and wide.
"How could that be? Even when Heartless True Desire Demon Ancestor created a small Demon Realm in southern Xinjiang, he was chased down and hacked at by a pack of mountain kings. If Profound Devil Master dared pull this openly in Linxi Province, Wise Sword Divine Lord would have cut him down with a single sword long ago," Real Person Qing Song said.
Without waiting for Lu Zheng to ask another question, and no longer keeping him in suspense, Real Person Qing Song said, "He disguised himself as a True Person of the Daoist Sect and founded a temple."
Lu Zheng stared in astonishment. "A temple?"
Even Si Lingxi and Shen Ying could not help turning back to look. Neither had expected Profound Devil Master to pull something like this.
"A temple!"
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