Best Ascension

Chapter 351 The First Righteous God

This thing, I want it. "

Zhao Sheng waved his hand, and an invisible force swept out, pushed the jade box to the opposite side, and said in a calm tone.

The middle-aged man smiled heartily, but shook his head, and said, "Haha! Senior is indeed straightforward, but if you want to exchange these magic pills on the table for these rare treasures, I'm afraid it's not enough. After all, for this decree of conferred gods, the chamber of commerce, I have taken on a huge responsibility for you!"

"Oh, really?" Zhao Sheng raised his eyebrows and asked noncommittally.

This person is right, the decree of conferring the gods is the treasure of Tiandao Sect's strict control.

If it had been thousands of years ago, it would have been impossible for the decree of conferring the gods to have fallen into the hands of the Chamber of Commerce of the King of Chu.

However, in the past thousand years, the minds of Tiandao Sect have been slackened, and corruption has become commonplace. The canons and teachings have almost become decorations, and even the current pope has taken the lead in poaching his own corners.

As a result, the wind of corruption is rampant day by day.Today, even the various ranks in the church have become a kind of open business, not to mention the massive treasures in the treasury.

The treasures, exercises, cultivation resources, etc. that flow out from the "insiders" of Tiandao Sect every year are simply incalculable.

Seeing this, the middle-aged man immediately called out to Bao Tianqu, "Senior, since you want to buy this rare treasure, you should have inquired about its market beforehand! It is not an exaggeration to say that there is a price but no market."

Zhao Sheng nodded lightly upon hearing this.

The middle-aged man lifted his spirits, and hit the rails while it was hot: "You must know that every decree of the gods has the inscription of the god seal on the book of the gods, and there is absolutely no possibility of fakes on the market.

Moreover, the maximum number of Conferred God Edicts is 960 five pieces.Excluding nearly ten thousand pieces that were used before, now we use one piece less.Transaction prices are skyrocketing every year.

If you don't sell it now, the Chamber of Commerce will hold it in your hands and wait for dozens or hundreds of years.By then, guess what it will be. "

Zhao Sheng was obedient, hehe laughed and said: "Hehe! That must be delayed until a hundred years later. Dare I say, the final activation time limit for this decree of conferred gods should be approaching. Otherwise, how could your Chamber of Commerce be willing to take it? Come out to trade?"

When the middle-aged man heard this, he couldn't help but smile slightly, without showing any emotion.

"It seems that the senior is also a knowledgeable person. But even so, you are not enough."

Zhao Sheng fixed his eyes upon hearing this, and said directly: "You can make a price!"

The middle-aged man had a happy face and said with a smile: "Senior, you should be a master of alchemy. I don't know if you have considered moving to the King Chu City. My Chu King Chamber of Commerce is eager for talents, as long as-"

Zhao Sheng interrupted suddenly: "No need, just ask for a price directly! The old man has been idle for a long time, and he doesn't want to be restrained."

The middle-aged man wanted to persuade again: "Senior, you—"

Ok?
A nasal sound suddenly sounded, and the majestic pressure in the room was fleeting, but it shocked the heart of the middle-aged man and made him speechless.

"Okay!" The middle-aged man managed to suppress the horror in his heart, calmed down his expression, and then said: "If senior really wants to exchange, in addition to the panacea in the box, at least add a treasure equivalent to a million spirit stones." .This is the lowest price that can be given below."

"It's so expensive!" After hearing this, Zhao Sheng felt his teeth hurt and his heart ached.

However, baby should buy and still have to buy.

Wutongshen will eventually turn to the bright side, and he can't always be suppressed as an evil god.

Zhao Sheng thought for a while, then reached out and took out eight jade slips and pushed them in front of the middle-aged man: "I have three high-level cultivation methods and five third-level alchemy recipes here. How many spiritual stones can you see?"

When the middle-aged man heard this, his eyes brightened
After more than an hour, the middle-aged man respectfully sent the green-robed old man to the gate, and watched Zhao Sheng drift away.

A moment later, in Cangmo City, a hundred miles away to the west, Zhao Sheng changed his attire and turned into a young man with red lips and white teeth, and walked into Caishikou Street.

After walking a few steps, he moved to the base of a red willow tree, skillfully knocked the trunk four times, and absorbed three wisps of spiritual power.

In the blink of an eye, Red Willow suddenly opened countless ghost eyes, a green light flashed, and the person disappeared out of thin air.

After a whirlwind, Zhao Sheng opened his eyes, and suddenly found that the ghost market was much dilapidated and less popular than before.

The narrow streets seem to be much shorter than before, and there are many potholes on the ground, and no one has repaired them.

Many shops on both sides also collapsed, and among the remnants of the broken walls, there are various traces left after the fierce fighting.

The number of stalls on the street was sparse, reduced by nearly half compared to before, and the number of zombies and ghost-related items on the stalls increased greatly. On both sides of the street, zombies of various sizes lined up neatly in two rows, standing against the wall.

In front of some stalls, there are black, red, yellow and white coffins of various colors majesticly placed on them. Next to the coffins are also two-foot-high ghost-suppressing altars with countless charms engraved on the surface.

Looking around, Zhao Sheng was secretly surprised, because the stall owner seemed to have completely changed behind the stall, and he didn't see a familiar figure.

"Even the ghost market has also suffered. It seems that the impact of the ghost disaster and the black plague is far worse than imagined. I hope that all the 'old friends' will not run away."

Zhao Sheng thought to himself, then walked along the street to the end of the street.

The objects on the ghost street are all ordinary goods, and the real treasures are all in the ghost market on the second floor.

Zhao Sheng walked quickly, his eyes only glanced at the booths on both sides, as long as there was nothing to catch his eye, he would not stop.

It's just that no matter how tattered the stalls on Ghost Street are, there are still a few treasures that have been missed.

After walking down a short distance, Zhao Sheng stopped three times, and exchanged three times for a piece of Shenxing Iron, a broken bone hammer, and a half-piece of a bronze dagger covered in blood.

After a cup of tea, Ghost Street came to an end, and the round black stone platform came into view.

Zhao Sheng's pupils shrank, and he saw that Chi Xiuluo, the gatekeeper ghost, had disappeared under the stone platform. Instead, there was a nine-foot-tall figure, with muscles bulging like armor, and a faint golden glow all over his body. A corpse.

Walking to the black platform, a golden-armored corpse suddenly stood in front of people. Seeing this, Zhao Sheng uttered the command: "Tianming ascends the path of gods, and the road of worry-free people and ghosts!"

Fortunately, the passphrase has not changed!

The golden-armored corpse retreated immediately, and Zhao Sheng successfully climbed onto the high platform of the black stone, a black light flashed, and the stone platform was empty.

A ghost city, surrounded by black mist.

The ground is still sticky and soft, and the bones and chairs in front of it are scattered, looming in the dark mist

Zhao Sheng walked forward slowly, stepped on a row of shallow footprints step by step, and traces of blood-red mucus soon leaked from the footprints.

After Zhao Sheng saw this scene, he was slightly surprised.He had been here many times before, but nothing like this had ever happened.

This time he came a little early, and there were not many people sitting on the bone chair.

Zhao Sheng walked to a bone chair outside, sat down casually, and waited silently for the arrival of the people behind.

Time passed slowly, and the number of people in the ghost city gradually increased, and more than 30 bone chairs were filled with people.

After half a stick of incense time, after a strange owl sound, the ghost market trading officially started.

According to past habits, Zhao Sheng was not in a hurry to speak, and waited for other people to make transactions.

"One bottle of Xixin Pill, the one with the highest price will get it!"

"The thousand-year-old ghost locust wood pith weighs nine catties and nine taels. It needs to be replaced with a middle-grade spiritual weapon. Bells, banners, and swords are preferred."

"I have a map of the remaining mansion in my hand. The owner of the cave mansion is a golden elixir priest thousands of years ago. I want to go into the cave mansion to find out. If any Taoist friends are interested in this, you can have a private discussion with me."

".A hundred-year-old bronze armored corpse, three thousand ghost altars, and each altar has a ghost master. Those who are interested can bid!"

"The Broken Soul Sect recruits a disciple of Yinming Yinhun, whose aptitude is above the four spirit roots."

……

Half a day later, Zhao Sheng felt that the time was almost up, so he stood up suddenly, and told the sitting figure his needs:
"The hell ghost, I have already said it in front of my comrades a few times before. I need a statue of the five-armed snake god. The more intense the incense, the better.

Friends who have heard of it will naturally know.I have a small fortune, as long as I am satisfied, I will also satisfy fellow Taoists. "

In recent years, Zhao Sheng has been known as a prison ghost in the ghost market. The monks who have heard of his name certainly know that this man has a wealth of wealth, many treasures, and more importantly, he is very generous. .

"Haha! After waiting for so many days, I finally let me wait. Prison ghost, come here! Let's go to the side and talk."

Laughing loudly, a tall figure suddenly stood up from not far away, and waved towards Zhao Sheng.

Zhao Sheng was overjoyed when he saw this, so he also stood up and walked towards the man.

After a while, in the depths of the black mist, the two stood at a distance of one zhang.

boom!
A golden light flashed, and there was already a statue of a snake god with a human head in front of Zhao Sheng, with a faint light emitting from it, and the aura of incense was extremely strong.

Zhao Sheng released his consciousness, inspected the statue carefully, and said with approval: "This statue has a divine nature, it is agile and natural, and the power of incense on it has been accumulated for at least 500 years. It's a good thing! Fellow Taoists want to exchange it something."

The tall figure smiled, couldn't help but rubbed his hands, and asked nervously: "Hey! I heard that you have many treasures and skills. Lao Tzu's soul was severely injured by Gui Xiao in the early years, and it took a long time to heal. Do you have any way to heal?" This kind of soul injury?"

"It's very simple! I have two types of elixir in my hand, named Yunshen Pill and Huanshen Pill...

A moment later, Zhao Sheng and Zhao Sheng returned from the depths of the black mist one after the other.

As soon as he reached the edge of the bone chair forest, Zhao Sheng heard a cold and old voice:

"Wulun Sanren, Plague Taoist, Tianxin Sect Remnants and others' rewards have been increased by [-]% again, which fellow Taoist can capture any wanted criminals for the Chengyin Mansion, and the rewards for each person will be doubled.

There are comrades who know the whereabouts of any wanted criminals.Please also come and have a talk with the old man.As long as the news is proved to be true, the old man will immediately send out the next part of rewards. "

Zhao Sheng walked to the white bone chair and sat down, secretly amazed at the collusion between the government and the ghost market, how dare they openly say wanted bonuses in front of many demons and heretics in the ghost market.

"I don't know what relationship the ghost city owner has with the imperial court and the Tiandao Sect? Enemy? Friend? Or simply a gang."

Zhao Sheng was full of doubts and speculations. He didn't wait for the end of the ghost market. As soon as he sat down, he got up again, walked outside, and quickly disappeared into the depths of the black mist.

……

Time flies, three months passed in a blink of an eye.

In the past few days, Zhao Sheng devoted all his energy to refining the Wutong Snake God and Rat God in the Shulin Cave underground in the Zhao Mansion.

Hard work pays off!
Today, three months later, the last two gods were successfully refined.

So far, the five statues of five-power gods have all been completed, and the five god-power beasts have also been matched one by one, and the matter has smoothly entered the next stage.

On the altar in the center of the cave, Zhao Sheng sat cross-legged, with five tall and golden statues standing behind him.

At this time, three feet above his head, a small golden seal fluctuated, and layers of divine light continuously overflowed.

Around the small seal, blue, black, red, white, and yellow light clusters just formed a circle, slowly rotating around the small seal.

There is a "villain" in each of the five-color light groups, and the villains also imitated Zhao Sheng's appearance, sitting cross-legged, with solemn and holy expressions, like people who have attained the Tao.

However, the five villains have animal characteristics such as snakes, mice, hedgehogs, toads, and bats.

At this moment, the five gods pinched their magic spells with both hands, and successively cast a series of green, black, red, white and yellow five-color light curses, which fell on the decree of the gods.

Most of the light spells were brushed away by the divine light released by the decree before they touched the decree of the gods. Only occasionally a few rays of light spells could fall on the main body of the decree.

Among them, white light spells are the most common.

About half an hour later, Zhao Sheng opened his eyes violently, and the divine light in his eyes burst out for more than a foot, and he shouted violently: "The way of heaven is boundless, the decree of the gods, the five-way kidney mouse returns!"

Following this violent shout, Zhao Sheng suddenly made a strange and complicated seal with his hands, and saw a crimson beam of light as thick as an arm shoot up into the sky from between his hands, and shot at the decree of the gods.

At the same time, the blue, black, red and white light clusters scattered and flew away, instantly submerging into the corresponding five-handed god statue.

The only remaining white light group representing the kidney mouse suddenly rushed through layers of divine light, jumped on the Fengshen Edict, and swallowed it in one gulp.

Zhao Sheng didn't raise his head, but the powerful spiritual consciousness had already enveloped the top, and the spiritual power in his body surged out from his hands.

In an instant, the crimson beam of light grew thicker by three points.

Suddenly receiving great help, the Kidney Rat God's expression became excited, and his body swelled rapidly. In an instant, he turned into a white light giant with a height of eight feet. At the giant's dantian, a golden seal loomed.

About half a month later, the Fengshen Edict and Wutong Kidney Mouse God successfully merged.

This marks the birth of the first righteous god recognized by heaven and earth among the five gods!

In the Nether God Realm, there are five levels of "gods": hairy gods, wild gods, ghost gods, righteous gods, and emperors.

Generally speaking, the level of the five "gods" has nothing to do with their strength.

Although the righteous gods are second only to the emperor, a considerable number of the righteous gods are pitifully low in strength, and some of them can't even beat the hairy god, such as the ear god.

For another example, the Wutong Kidney Rat who had just been ordered was three points weaker than the average Foundation Establishment cultivator.

Of course, Zhao Sheng usually would not drive the Wutong God to kill the enemy.

In a sense, Wutongshen is just a tool he uses to explore the truth of the Dao and break through the realm, and it is overkill to use it to kill the enemy.

"There is still one month, it should be enough to find a place where the five gods are popular and build a temple." Zhao Sheng stood up, muttered to himself, and waved the five statues into the Nakong seal.

He looked around, his figure flickered, and he disappeared from the altar.

(End of this chapter)