Best Ascension

Chapter 343 Entering the Ghost City

A day later, Zhao Sheng returned to God Prison very low-key.

Not long after, news of the death of the two men in Yueshen Lake spread, and all the prison guards talked about it.

When prison lieutenant Ren Zhong learned that the two prison guards were buried together in Yueshen Lake, his brows were as high as the sky.

God Prison was already understaffed, and now two more people died, it just added to his chaos!

It's not a good job for a prison lieutenant, and it's even more difficult for a prison lieutenant who comes down from the air!

Thinking of having to deal with a bunch of local householders again, Ren Zhong felt a pain in his forehead.

After all, the concept of this person dying outside is not the same as dying in prison.

The prison guard died strangely, and the prison lieutenant also had to bear a little joint responsibility for the lax management.

Zhao Sheng didn't know how Ren Zhong could handle this little trouble.

Anyway, two days later, two newcomers came to the prison, and Ren Zhong was still in charge of the prison guard.

It is said that the death of the two prison guards only caused a wave, and soon no one cared about it.

In this matter, the high-level executives of the Prison God Temple used this as an excuse to make a little noise, and finally caused the Yin Yamen of Chu State City to bleed a sum of blood to calm down the incident.

Zhao Sheng was also called to ask twice, but he was allowed to easily hide it.

In the end, it was only the death of two insignificant prison guards, and there was no major disturbance at all.

On the contrary, it was the death of the Heiyu God that surprised the big families of Chu State City, and sent people to investigate the matter, but they found nothing in the end.

As the days passed, Zhao Sheng worked diligently in front of his second-class prison guards, and at the same time secretly visited the major monastic families in the city of Chu.

Just like contacting the Gu family, he forged his identity, such as pretending to be an alchemist, a talisman refiner, or a monk from other places, so as to conduct transactions with the major families, hoping to enter the scripture storage pavilions of each family. .

The result was not what he expected.

Almost no cultivating family would reject this deal, after all, Zhao Sheng's random bargaining chip is enough to make them flock to it.

During the transaction, he also encountered "black eating black", but he easily dealt with them, which brought bad luck to that black-hearted family.

In just three years, Zhao Sheng succeeded more than ten times, and the Sutra Pavilion of more than [-]-year-old families in Chu City has become a public place he can enter whenever he wants.

For three years, Zhao Sheng also improved his realm step by step.

When the thousand-year-old ghost locked in the eighteenth floor of the divine prison was secretly refined by him, the Karma Red Lotus evolved into nine petals as expected.

Similarly, Zhao Sheng was promoted to the late stage of Foundation Establishment without any setbacks.

The unexplained disappearance of a thousand-year-old ghost also caused quite a disturbance in the divine prison.

However, after searching for a month, no useful clues were found. In the end, he had to let it go, and it became one of the many headless cases in the God Prison.

The Divine Prison has been established for a long time, and countless strange and unknown strange things happened during the period. There are a sea of ​​headless cases in history, and this one is not bad.

However, God Prison also took advantage of this incident to carry out a major rectification, severely cracking down on the loose atmosphere in the prison, and the level of defense is much stricter than before.

In addition, the three newly arrived first-class prison guards were directly blamed, and they committed a serious crime despite their devotion to their duties.

Speaking of the spy of the Defying Heaven Alliance, I feel sorry for him who has worked so hard to sneak into the God Prison. He wanted to make a big commotion, but he was unlucky to meet this one, and his entire popularity almost broke his defenses.

Anyway, Zhao Sheng didn't admit that he ruined other people's good deeds, and even if he knew the truth in the future, he would still think about this person.

What a heavily guarded place God Prison is, if it was so easily destroyed by people from both inside and outside, this ghostly place would have fallen many times already.

During these years as a prison guard, Zhao Sheng has already figured out the inside and outside of the divine prison.

With his eyesight of experience in Nascent Soul Realm, it is not difficult to see that the most powerful part of God's Prison is not the numerous defensive restrictions, nor the golden core puppets and formations, etc.

The most powerful thing seems to be inconspicuous, but it is everywhere.

It is the picture of the prison god engraved on the top of each cell.

This picture is related to an unknown large formation. Once activated, there is a high probability that the prison god will be summoned to descend.

In the Book of Conferred Gods of Tiandaoism, the Hell God is a powerful "god" close to the emperor level, with unfathomable strength.

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Time flies, years pass.

Year 1201 of the Seventh Epoch of the Heavenly Dao Calendar

This year, Zhao Sheng had just passed his 65th birthday, but he had already broken through to the state of foundation establishment and great perfection, waiting for the opportunity to be promoted to Jindan.

One day, the sky was light, and a huge city eighty miles west of Chu State City was waking up from silence, and gradually there were noises.

This city is called Cangmo City, which is one of the four great cities of Chu State. There are row upon row of pavilions and shops in the city. Large-scale low-rise houses can be seen everywhere. Most of the roads in the city are dilapidated except for the main road. The residents in the city wear old clothes. , Most of them are disheveled.

There are more than one million residents in Cangmo City, but [-]% of them are mortals, and most of them are servants or slaves who serve the big families in Chu City.

On a street in the city, a big mouse with fluffy hair, white as snow, suddenly poked its head out from the corner.

Those jewel-like crystal eyes peeped at the street for a while, then got out of the body with incomparable dexterity, turned into a ray of white light, and quickly passed through the forested houses, streets and houses.

The rat quickly came to a huge circular square, hid in a corner, and peeped at the movement in the square.

The ground of this square is actually paved with three-foot-square jade-white stone slabs one after another, and there are countless complicated and mysterious red runes inlaid on the ground, which are extremely clear.

At this time, the square was crowded with people who had come to listen to the sermon.

In the middle of the square, there is a tall black jade platform, on which sits a thin old man in purple clothes and white hair.The old Taoist held a dragon-headed wooden staff and was preaching to the people below.

"There are two suns in the sky to be the God of the sun, and the earth has the god of lakes and seas to hide the dragon, and the old dragon king in the Canglang River, who travels the clouds and spreads the rain for all living beings."

"For all the people, the drought has not subsided for three years, all because of ignorance of the mind of heaven, and we need to honor the sincerity of the ten directions."

"Come on! Everyone hurry up and offer your sincerity. The mage should beg for rain for all living beings." A Taoist priest in green robes held a wooden tray and urged in a low voice in the crowd, begging for money from people everywhere.

Seeing this situation, many devout people took out their money and threw it into the wooden tray.The wooden tray was quickly filled with gold, silver and copper coins.

The white rat bared its teeth, its eyes glowed red, and looked at the purple-robed old man on the altar from a distance, looking ready to move.

At this moment, a slender figure suddenly appeared in front of it, grabbed the fur on the back of the mouse's neck with one hand, and lifted it up.

When the rat is frightened, the white hairs all over the body explode, and a little bit of white light rushes to the tip of the hair, which will activate the mouse hair needle.

"Dabai, you are so misbehaving, you actually sneaked here. Why, don't you want to eat incense and eat people instead?"

The person who spoke had a simple face and was not tall. He was wearing a gray robe and a pair of black boots.

It was Zhao Sheng after the disguise.

Squeak!

Dabai's four claws struggled and squeaked, as if explaining something.

Zhao Sheng didn't care about it, he put Dabai on his shoulder casually, then looked up at the old Taoist on the viewing platform.

After only a few glances, he turned and walked out.

There has been a severe drought in Diancang Province for three consecutive years, and almost no crops are harvested in the fields. Due to the drought, tens of millions of refugees have been displaced. Many prefectures and counties in the province have blocked traffic, creating isolated areas, and people in the areas starved to death. The people are immeasurable.

The so-called praying for gods in many disasters means that countless strange ghosts and gods will appear in every catastrophe.

It is very common in the Da Gu Dynasty to search for people's wealth in the name of praying for rain like Lao Dao.

This kind of thing has long been acquiesced by the major forces. In the end, [-]% of the money collected is [-]%, and those who stand in front of the stage pretending to be ghosts only get [-]%, and the remaining [-]% are all from the big families behind the scenes.

Zhao Sheng was like an ordinary person, walking unhurriedly on the street, but no one noticed his trace wherever he passed.

Not long after, Zhao Sheng came to a vegetable market street.

At this time, the sky was bright, and the vegetable market street was already very lively. Various vegetable stalls and small shops were lined up, and the small merchants and hawkers behind the stalls were enthusiastically attracting customers, and the sound of selling was endless.

Zhao Sheng walked west along the street, and when he came to a red willow tree at the corner of the street, he stopped suddenly.

The ghost market in Cangmo City is on this street, and the red willow trees planted beside the street are the entrance to the ghost market.

The reason why he didn't go to the black market under Zhenyun Peak, but came to Cangmo City was because of the ghost market here.

The ghost market is a black market within a black market. Most of the internal transactions involve evil spirits and heretics, and most of them are weird things talked about by evil sects and gods.

It can be said that all the contraband that is not allowed to be sold by the Tiandao Sect, and all the dirty things that the black market dare not trade openly, can be found in the ghost market.

In other words, the ghost market is also very dangerous, and it is very common for gangsters to eat gangsters, but most of the monks who dare to enter it are of extraordinary strength.

At a certain moment, the branches of the red willow suddenly danced like a demon claw.

At this time, Zhao Sheng frowned suddenly, and saw the branches of the red willow tree 'rustling'. In broad daylight, strange eyes seemed to grow between the branches and leaves, staring at him indifferently.

Zhao Sheng swept across the tree with his spiritual sense, feeling a little surprised.

Although the yin energy of the red willow tree is strong, it does not have the cold feeling as imagined.

"Sure enough, there are some ways." He thought to himself, and stretched out his hand to press on the trunk of the willow tree.

According to the obtained entry method, he stretched out his hand and tapped four times on the tree trunk, three short and one long, and input three wisps of spiritual power at the same time.

Suddenly, a shiny green eye opened from the tree trunk, blinked, and a faint green flame burned in the pupil.

Zhao Sheng took a step back and looked directly into the green eyes.

At this moment, a layer of green light shot out from the eyes, and spread, covering Zhao Sheng's whole body.

With the change of light and shadow in front of him, he suddenly appeared on a narrow and cramped street. There were small stalls lined up on both sides of the street, filled with all kinds of dirty and disgusting organs, and all kinds of strange things. Most of the utensils are also shining with gray, black and red and other dim lights.

The stall owners are all wearing black robes with hoods and various masks on their faces, and the masks have the effect of concealing the consciousness.

There are quite a few "people" in the ghost city, but the voices on the street are very low, almost whispering.

Vendors in the ghost market are extremely mobile, sometimes within half a year, the owners of the stalls in the ghost market may change several times.

But there are exceptions to everything. In the ghost market, there are more than a dozen stalls that never change people, and the location is always the most conspicuous, so that people can see it at a glance after entering.

Although it was Zhao Sheng's first visit to the ghost market, he acted like an old bird.

At this moment, Dabai seemed to be attracted by something, squatting on Zhao Sheng's shoulder and screaming.

He swept across many stalls in the ghost market, and in a flash, he appeared in front of a stall thirty feet away.

The stall owner of this shop looks ordinary, but he has no ears, and he has a cold aura surging all over his body, which makes people feel a chill running up their backs when they approach.

Of course, Zhao Sheng is not afraid of this evil spirit.

There are not many things on the stall in front of me, a black mask, a colorless spar the size of a finger, and an eight-armed golden statue of a headless god.

This statue is not only filled with the power of strong incense, but also exudes a strange aura.

Snapped!
Dabai jumped to the ground, circled around the booth, never taking his eyes off the headless statue.

Zhao Sheng pointed to the headless statue and asked, "What is this?"

"Good stuff, you'll know it when you buy it." The stall owner's words were unexpectedly simple.

Zhao Sheng stretched out his hand to pick up the statue.

But when the finger touches the surface of the statue.

A bone-piercing chill suddenly surged into my mind from the statue.

The black air was steaming, and there was an eight-armed demon in Zhao Sheng's soul sea, with a majestic figure, as high as a thousand feet, with eight arms stretched in all directions, and a dragon wrapped around each arm, with horns and black scales, dragon body and tiger claws, and the whole body was pitch black.

A head quickly grew out of the demon's neck, and its facial features were somewhat similar to Zhao Sheng's, but the head's expression was ferocious and terrifying, full of evil intentions.

With the appearance of the evil spirit, Zhao Sheng's heart kept bursting with countless beauties.These colors are all emotions and desires such as joy, anger, sorrow, joy, suffering, greed, anger, and ignorance.

At this moment, a majestic and sacred voice suddenly echoed in my heart.

"Lawless, supreme bliss, floating in the world, immeasurable divine power, my divine name: God Lord Yulong!"

Hong Zhong Da Lu resounded in Zhao Sheng's heart, the eight-armed demon smiled ferociously, his arms danced, and the eight filthy black dragons flew away from him, about to fall into the sea of ​​souls.

"presumptuous!"

As soon as the words fell, a thick thunderbolt fell from the sky, and the lightning crashed on the top of the demon's head.

In an instant, this huge divine body was torn apart and dissipated in a wisp of black smoke. ,
outside world,

Just hearing a click, the headless statue suddenly cracked countless cracks, revealing a bone that was crystal clear like jade, which seemed to be a relic.

Zhao Sheng came back to his senses, sensed the power of incense radiating from the bones, and was thoughtful.

He probably knew something. This bone was actually a fragment of the core of Flying Pluto.It was previously refined into a container for collecting incense by an expert, and sacrificed into the body of the idol.

The eight-armed demon is also very likely to be the remnant of a powerful ghost, but it was defeated by him.

At this moment, the stall owner on the opposite side suddenly let out a muffled snort, and a ghostly hissing sound came from his body immediately. A large amount of black smoke evaporated from his robe. With screams in his mouth again and again, he rolled on the ground. ,
Zhao Sheng waved his hand, put away the statue, and then took a step back, watching with cold eyes.

(End of this chapter)