Only Seng Dao and Lord Nie were left in the carriage. Ma Lu got off the carriage after entering the city, seemingly to find his sweetheart.

Tu Shanjun couldn't help but sigh: "It's really amazing that Hehuan Sect's business can be expanded here."

"The Taoist priest is strange?"

"I thought there wouldn't be too many people in the city. There seem to be a lot of living people in your Gaoping Mansion." Tu Shanjun withdrew his gaze and spoke very calmly, but there was inevitably a bit of coldness in his words.

He also guessed the general reason, because it has been like this since ancient times.

Nie Quanjiu said: "Let's not talk about the sharp sword hanging above the head of Wanfa Sect, let's talk about the incense and the power of the will. If there is no huge foundation, there will be no incense."

"And the demons are the thugs kept in captivity by the Ghost King of Dahei Mountain. If they don't like it, they will eat a few people and scare them."

"In order to seek shelter, people naturally worship gods."

"And this god..."

"That's the Ghost King of Dahei Mountain." Tu Shanjun said what Nie Quanjiu had not finished.

Along the way, temples of the Ghost King of Daheishan can be seen everywhere.

Even ordinary people know that there is such a ghost king.

In this way, won't the incense and wish power come quickly? Even the ghost king of Daheishan will not refuse anyone who comes, and even the incense and wish power generated by demons and ghosts will be harvested.

If there were no suffering, who would think of gods and Buddhas?

Therefore, no matter whether it is gods, Buddhas or evil spirits, they all keep disasters in their captivity.

Looking at Tu Shanjun's cold and mocking face, Nie Quanjiu nodded and said, "Taoist Master is indeed a smart man."
Chapter completed!