Best Ascension

Chapter 350
"Let's go, let's go! We can't stay here anymore."

"Damn it, go home and clean up. Let's go back to the countryside and hide for two months."

"Oh, hurry up and report to the officer!"

"Liu San, you should go to Temple City immediately and report this matter to Mingwang Temple."

Hearing someone shouting that a ghost disaster is coming, the crowd suddenly panicked and scattered in panic.

Of course, there were also a few shrewd ordinary people who notified the government and Tiandao separately.

Mingwang Temple is a collective name for a class of temples under Tiandaoism. The temple is dedicated to Fudo Mingwang, who specializes in exorcising ghosts and demons.

In the city, more than 100 people died overnight due to the ghosts. This kind of supernatural event immediately attracted the attention of the major forces in the city.

The Chengyin yamen, as if facing a formidable enemy, successively dispatched a number of Qi Refining Realm arresters, each leading a team of innate arresters to investigate the scene.

At the same time, Mingwang Temple also sent a group of black-clothed Taoists into the city of Chu, and Gu's and Wu Fangwang and other aristocratic families were also moved by the news, and most of them took various targeted measures.

Although the common people in the city are in panic, in fact, there will always be supernatural disasters like ghosts haunting the city of Chu every few years.

Therefore, whether it is the official temple city or the monastic family, they already have very rich experience in dealing with such incidents.

As long as the number of deaths does not exceed ten thousand, it is actually not a big deal for the ruling class. In fact, a group of ants die every few years, causing one or two minor disasters, which is actually beneficial to their own rule.

Of course, this is a "tacit understanding" between the upper class, and the common people and even the middle and lower classes don't know anything about it.

The day passed quickly, but there were few clues to the case.

On this day, the three ruling powers of Chengyin Yamen, Tiandaoism, and the Taoist family suddenly made a concerted effort to forcibly suppress all kinds of rumors that became more and more absurd in the main city, and cut off all news related to this matter.

The spies and wind media of various companies also worked secretly, concocting a lot of hot news and directing the limelight in other directions.

"Journey to the East", which has become popular in the city recently, is undoubtedly an excellent hot spot, so many parties secretly contributed to the flames by coincidence, which made "Journey to the East" even more popular. Common people talk about it every day.

The rule has lasted for thousands of years, and the upper class has played the tricks of propaganda and obfuscation clearly!
In Jing'an Square in the east city, a layer of forbidden barrier was erected in the underground secret room of a house, and the thin light wall shone with a faint black light.

The secret room was dimly lit, and there were three figures sitting in the shadow on the edge of the round stone table in the center, whose faces could not be seen clearly.

At this time, a gentle voice suddenly sounded in the darkness: "Friend Blight, how is your Blight cultivation going?"

The black shadow swayed, and there seemed to be countless dense insect shadows swaying: "Hey! It's still a little bit late. Brother Wulun, if you can't wait, you can start now."

Wulun Sanren looked at the black shadow on the opposite side, and said lightly: "That's not necessary, the hungry ghost released by the deity can last for a while. Now, launching the plague in a hurry can't deal a heavy blow to Tiandao Sect."

After finishing speaking, Wulun Sanren, another silent shadow, asked, "Old Zi, the Divine Prison is heavily guarded, so as not to startle the snake. I hope Tianxinzong can wait patiently for a while before the attention of Tiandao Sect is drawn away. day,"

"Yes! But it can't be delayed for two months at the latest. Otherwise, the old man will not be able to explain to other allies. In addition, when will the plague be successfully cultivated?"

Taoist Wen laughed and said, "Old Zi, don't worry, the poor Taoist will definitely not delay your important event. It's just that can you deliver the plague drum you promised to the poor Taoist sooner?"

"At most three days, the Plague Demon Drum will definitely be delivered."

"Haha! In that case, Pindao can rest assured."

At this moment, Wulun Sanren ghost's body suddenly trembled, bursting out of a large black air, the black air boiled endlessly, instantly turned into hideous ghost heads, and let out bursts of ear-piercing howls.

"Cough cough!"

Wulun Sanren coughed, and the black robe suddenly swelled, and countless ghostly claws stretched out from under the robe in an instant, and it seemed that countless black hands grew out in an instant, grabbing all the ghost heads in the blink of an eye,
With a flash of black light, the hands of ghosts all over the sky have already retracted into the black robe.

Then, Wulun Sanren explained: "I'm sorry, I made you two laugh. Just now, two hungry ghosts suddenly lost contact."

Wulun Sanren is not a living person, but a ghost cultivator of the golden core state. This beast is notorious in Diancang Province. It has caused more than ten tragic murders, and far more than a million mortals have died because of it.

Ghost cultivators go against the way of heaven and are often not tolerated in the world.

Ghost cultivators are very rare in the Tianzhu world. Zhao Sheng reincarnated six times, and he has seen countless demons and heretics, but he has never seen a few pure ghost cultivators.

The truth is easy to tell, but rarely known.

Because the Tianzhu world is just stuck in the middle of the two stages of "living" and "bad", the world has not really declined, so there is no soil for the birth of ghost cultivators.

The evolution of any world cannot be separated from the four stages of "becoming, living, deteriorating, and empty".

When one world is in the first two stages of "becoming and living", the way of heaven is vigorous and strong, and the yang is flourishing and the yin is declining, making it extremely difficult for ghost cultivators to be born, and there is almost no room for growth.

But when the two stages of "bad and empty" are reached, the way of heaven declines, the environment of aura is bad, and the heaven and earth gradually decline in yin and yang, that is, the world is slowly dying.

At the end of the day, demons, demons, ghosts, etc. will emerge as the times require, and they will become more and more rampant and wreak havoc on the world.

The so-called "Tao eliminates magic and rises" is not just a metaphor.

In a sense, it brutally points out one of the ultimate truths of any world.

Due to the failure of the blood god to entrust the heavenly way, the Nether God Realm has rapidly declined from a flourishing and prosperous world. This has also led to the increasing power of ghosts in the past ten thousand years.

In recent years, the dominance of Tiandao Sect has been slowly declining, and the foundation of its rule has already begun to shake.

This has also given hope to countless other forces that have been suppressed.

In the past millennium, the Ghosts and Gods Association, the Alliance against the Heavens, heretical sects, ghost cultivators and demon cultivators have secretly and tacitly attacked many times, and many major incidents have occurred one after another.

……

On the other hand, after Zhao Sheng saw Zhao Hongyun's grandson and named him Zhao Lingfeng, he retreated again and continued to refine Wutongshen.

Because he was busy refining the gods, Zhao Sheng didn't know that there was a dark tide in the city of Chu, and there were many forces joining forces to do things secretly.

After refining the golden toad, he spent another 43 days refining it into a "God of Fortune" based on his own lungs.

So far, the Wutong God has become the third, and the snake and the mouse are still missing.

On this day, in a remote corner of Fangshi, Dongcheng, the city of Chu, the darkness moved slightly, and a figure appeared out of thin air.

Just as Zhao Sheng appeared here, his brows frowned suddenly, and his spiritual consciousness burst out of his body in an instant, spreading away in all directions.

Spiritual consciousness shrouded several nearby streets, but I saw white flags hanging high at the door of the houses, and there were bursts of crying from most of the surrounding courtyards.

But there are also quite a few houses that are dead and quiet, and there are very few living people panting inside, and even most of them have black sores on their faces, and they look like they are dying.

Zhao Sheng couldn't help but wondered to himself: "Well, what's going on? Why did so many people die?"

"wrong!"

Suddenly his heart moved, as if he thought of something, his body flashed and suddenly disappeared into nothingness.

In the next instant, Zhao Sheng had already appeared in the backyard of the Zhao residence.

As soon as he appeared, his expression became even more ugly, because there was no one inside and outside the Zhao Mansion, and nearly a hundred people in the Zhao Mansion had disappeared.

"Humph!"

Zhao Sheng snorted coldly, flicked his sleeves, and disappeared instantly.

A quarter of an hour later, he wandered around more than half of the city of Chu, and found that the city was completely sealed off. Except for the government's permission, other idlers were not allowed to go out.

Now, he had already learned from the population that a black plague broke out in the city half a month ago.

Because the outbreak of the plague was too sudden and fierce, it took only two days from the time of infection to death.

However, it erupted suddenly when the starvation ghost disaster was rampant.

The two disasters happened together, and the result was not only heavy deaths among the residents of the city, but also tens of thousands of victims, almost none of them survived.

As early as 20 days ago, before the city of Chu was closed, all the well-connected forces and families in the city fled the city one after another, and the only people left in the city were ordinary people who could not leave.

Half a day later, Zhao Sheng secretly inspected the whole city, made a little calculation, and found that at least 30 people died in this man-made disaster.

Yes, this is a man-made disaster and not a natural disaster!
Wulun Sanren and Wen Daoren and other evil heretics didn't even bother to conceal their identities. They almost played a "bright card" and were so arrogant that they attacked the righteous forces such as Tiandao Sect.

Zhao Sheng also quickly learned from the two small qi refining practitioners that the divine prison was suddenly breached by cooperation from inside and outside, and that many prisoners had escaped.

Also because of this reason, the Tiandao Sect and the Dagu court were furious, and quickly issued an arrest warrant and set a heavy reward.Then sent a number of Jindan chief priests to hunt down and kill the culprits such as Wulun Sanren and Wen Taoist.

However, they have already fled and disappeared.

"Hmph, what an audacity!" Zhao Sheng's eyes were cold, and he disappeared from the spot in an instant.

……

Half a day later, the black market in Zhenyun Peak.

To the west of Fangshi, there is a huge tower-shaped building covering an area of ​​more than ten acres and a height of more than ten feet.

Two big men in white robes were standing motionless on both sides of the gate. Judging from the aura they exuded, they had faintly cultivated in the late stage of Qi refining.

On the huge plaque hanging high at the door, there are four big golden characters "Chu Wang Chamber of Commerce", with a dazzling golden light shining on the characters, which is particularly eye-catching.

This is where the largest trading house in the black market is located.

The King of Chu Chamber of Commerce is a large-scale business house jointly established by the major monastic families headed by the Gu family. It has a profound foundation, countless treasures, and a daily transaction volume of more than one million spiritual stones.

"This is it, I hope this place won't disappoint me..."

An old man in green robes muttered to himself lightly, then turned and walked towards the gate.

This person is exactly what Zhao Sheng is playing.

"Senior, stay here, please show the invitation letter?" The white runner who guarded the gate slightly bowed and asked with a smile on his face.

Seeing this, Zhao Sheng shook his head: "I don't have any."

"Sorry, no entry without an invitation."

The big man in white robe said directly and coldly.

With a flash in Zhao Sheng's eyes, a powerful aura slowly rose from his body, and at the same time his consciousness spread out and entered the building.

He waited for a while, shook his head and was about to leave.

"Senior, please stop. I'm calling from below. I'm one of the managers of the auction house. I don't know what to call the senior." At this moment, a handsome young man in his twenties, wearing a light red robe, hurried through the door. He came out and stopped Zhao Sheng very politely.

"Friend Daoist Fang is polite. This old man's surname is Zhao. He is a casual cultivator." Hearing this, Zhao Sheng turned around and asked unhurriedly.

"It turned out to be Senior Zhao. Senior should have just arrived in Chu City, so he might not know about it. Recently, due to the special situation in the city, our bank had to implement an invitation system." Fang Xiang explained.

Hearing this, Zhao Sheng had a slight look of surprise on his face, but he regained his composure in an instant.

"Fang Daoyou, I don't know if I can get one of these invitations?" Zhao Sheng asked with a thought.

"Senior only needs to take a test, and you can come in after passing the test. If you want to come to the base of the foundation establishment, it is not difficult to pass the test." Fang Xiang said with a light smile.

After spending a cup of tea, Zhao Sheng successfully entered the auction house.

Later, in the quiet room on the third floor, Zhao Sheng's face was as calm as water, but his eyes flickered, as if he was thinking about something.

On the jade table in front of him, there were several jade boxes.

At this moment, Fang Xiang was sitting across from him, carefully appraising the elixirs in the jade box, with joy gradually showing on his face.

After a while, Fang Xiang closed the jade box and said with emotion: "Senior's alchemy skill is so high, I admire it very much. This third-order demon-dispelling pill has clear lines, excellent quality, and the lowest is top-grade. Such a pill is at least It also costs [-] to [-] spirit stones. I don’t know what kind of treasure the senior wants to exchange for?”

"You read the treasures in other boxes first."

While speaking, Zhao Sheng waved his right hand, and the lid of the jade box on the table was completely opened, revealing the precious pills inside that were fragrant and full of visions.

"This is the Resurrection Pill, the Blood Spirit Foundation Building Pill, and the Plague Avoiding Pill. They are all top-grade." Fang Xiang was stunned when he saw the Spirit Pill contained in the box.

"I want to exchange for a decree of conferring the gods. I just don't know if the Chamber of Commerce of the King of Chu has such a treasure." After Zhao Sheng finished speaking, he picked up his teacup and took a sip of tea.

Bang bang bang!
Fang Xiang quickly closed all the jade boxes, then couldn't help but gasped for breath, and said with a troubled face: "Senior, it's a bit embarrassing. How precious is the decree of the gods, how can a commercial firm buy and sell it casually?"

Zhao Sheng put down his teacup, and wrote casually: "Oh, is that so? Could it be that the bid is too low, or you don't have trading authority at all? Let your adults come forward! You can't afford this deal."

"Senior, wait a moment!" Fang Xiang's expression changed when he heard the words, and after thinking for a while, he got up with difficulty, saluted and hurriedly left the room.

After about a cup of tea, a middle-aged man with sword eyebrows and starry eyes walked in with a smile on his face, holding a golden box about the size of a foot in his hand.

The man sat down, and casually pushed the gold box in front of Zhao Sheng, and then tapped his finger lightly, a ray of white light fell into the box.

The seal on the surface of the box disappeared, and then it was opened with a flick, and a layer of divine light came out of the box in an instant, exuding a certain sacred and majestic atmosphere.

Zhao Sheng narrowed his eyes slightly, and saw a small dark golden seal with the size of a fist placed upright in the golden box, which looked like gold but not gold.

Xiaoyin is in the shape of a round sky and a round earth, releasing layers of soft and clear light from the whole body.

It's just that this seal is looming, and it seems to be between illusion and reality.

"Is this the legendary decree of conferring the gods?" After Zhao Sheng saw this scene, a strange color suddenly flashed in the depths of his eyes.

　Cavan.

　　By the way, Baimei suddenly found himself writing too many side details today.In order to avoid too much water, the three events of ghost disasters, plagues, and prison robbery have been deleted, and many interactive plots of characters have also been deleted.

　　Otherwise, it would take another [-] to [-] words to write them all down.

　　Today's update is late, I hope book friends will be happy!

　　
　
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