Ascension Through Generations

After a while, Zhao Sheng walked out of Bao'an Cave with a calm look on his face. He waved his sleeves and a magic sword suddenly came out from the bottom of his sleeves and flew into the air.

With a slight jump, Zhao Shengren landed on the magic sword. As the spiritual power poured in, the magic sword's brilliance skyrocketed, and he flew rapidly down the mountain, quickly disappearing into the vast night.

A moment later, in a manor more than 20 miles away from Qingyang Mountain, a sword light suddenly fell from the sky and fell into the manor.

As soon as the sword light dissipated, Zhao Sheng waved his hand to take back the magic sword and walked towards a three-story wooden building.

Before they even walked in, they saw a group of people running out of the room. When Zhao Sheng showed up, everyone was overjoyed and called him senior brother.

Zhao Sheng was not surprised at all when he saw all the junior brothers and sisters gathered here. This manor was a daily gathering place for everyone. Now that something big like this happened, they would naturally come here and wait for Zhao Sheng to show up and give him a solution.

"Junior Brother Wu, Junior Brother Fang, and Junior Sister Zhang, you can rest assured for now. The black market has been discovered. It's not a big deal. We just need to find a place to rebuild. Moreover, Master has personally come forward to handle the matter. As long as I can't get into trouble, Yuan Yang can't accomplish anything big." Zhao Sheng comforted himself with confidence as he was surrounded by everyone.

"With these words from Senior Brother, I feel relieved. It's a pity that the Ren family brothers are not loyal. When they saw that things were not going well, they turned around and took refuge in that boy Yuan Shen."

Zhao Sheng glanced around and saw that there were a few active figures missing from the crowd.

He smiled indifferently, waved his hand and said: "Everyone has his own ambitions! It's just that the old man of the Ren family brother holds the position of Treasury, so he has a choice. But other people who are on the wall cannot be let go, and they must be killed as a warning. Otherwise, people's hearts will be scattered. Our business will be hard to do."

"Elder brother's words make sense! Those young men must be punished severely. Otherwise, cats and dogs will bully us." Someone with a simple mind suddenly said harsh words.

However, there are also people with clear minds, such as Wu Shengshen, who immediately questioned with worry: "But... senior brother! This move of the capital court is tantamount to breaking up with us. He mobilized so many troops, how can the temple priest really easily settle this matter?" Something?"

While talking, everyone surrounded Zhao Sheng and walked into the building.

After hearing this, Zhao Sheng did not answer immediately, but walked to the big chair in the center and sat down slowly.

He had a majestic aura, and his eyes were like lightning. He raised his head and looked at everyone. Wherever he looked, everyone bowed their heads and listened.

"Haha! Each of you is carefully selected by me. Behind each of you is either a powerful person in the county or a prominent family in the county. In addition, he has the support of my master. All the powerful families in the county are on our side, Yuan Yang Why are we waiting for others to play with us?

No one can resist this day in Hufeng County, I said so! "Zhao Sheng's words were so domineering that they immediately dispelled everyone's uneasiness.

The solemn atmosphere in the building immediately dissipated and became much more relaxed!

"Haha, with your words, I can go back and deal with my old gang. By the way, when are we going to rebuild the black market?"

"That's right, the black market must be established as soon as possible. Without it, there will be no spiritual stones. Our cultivation speed will plummet! I still lack a lot of essence and blood beads."

"The blood essence beads are nothing! Without the blood refining talisman and the blood melting talisman, let me see how you can refine the blood essence. Don't scare away Master Taiwu because the black market was destroyed. If that happens, it will be terrible." Fang Xing slapped his thighs and shouted loudly.

"Senior Brother Fang, stop being alarmist. Master Taiwu will never run away in hiding."

"Hey, can you guarantee that this will not happen? You must know that the master is not only using panacea, but also blood refining talismans, blood elixirs and other things that are secretly spread by Tiandao. If the existence of this kind of people is suppressed by the government, If the temple’s senior officials find out, there will definitely be an uproar.”

"Haha! No matter how strict the laws of the Taoist temple are, someone must abide by them! Today's people are not ancient, and the temple is like a broken sieve inside and outside, full of holes. Who in this world will stick to the laws and precepts? Master Taiwu It may not be the waistcoat of a certain adult!"

"Shh, just know it yourself, why bother saying it."

Seeing everyone talking more and more outside the building, Zhao Sheng did not stop him.

After all, they guessed correctly, Master Taiwu was the one he took the initiative to push in front of people.

Thanks to the special environment of the black market, Zhao Sheng has made a lot of money as the master of the Aether House in the past few years.

What was just handed over to Bao'an was only his net worth on the surface, but secretly there were also numerous elixirs, spiritual materials and other treasures worth close to one hundred thousand spiritual stones.

However, this is also the upper limit of Hufeng County. If there are more sales, the market will be saturated.

In order to maintain hunger marketing and a sense of mystery, Zhao Sheng also deliberately reduced the frequency and volume of transactions.

This was originally a steady business, but who would have thought that such a big change would happen now.

Despite what Zhao Sheng said just now, he was so domineering, but in his heart he was very dissatisfied with Bao'an.

This cheap master is too greedy. As he always said, eating alone will not end well!

The black market is indeed very profitable, but Zhao Sheng and other juniors only made three melons and two dates, and even the major families in the county only made 30% of the profit, and the majority was swallowed up by Bao Ai.

So as soon as Yuan Yang came, the two seniors Du Ku and Du Cha secretly defected to him.

Bao Ai may have never reflected on himself.

No! He only cares about whether he can successfully reborn and doesn't care what other people think.

Half an hour later, a group of people filed out of the building and then dispersed.

After the discussion just now, Zhao Sheng temporarily stabilized people's hearts.

But where will the trend go in the future? The decision-making power is no longer in the hands of juniors like them, but depends on the attitude of the temple towards this matter, whether Bao Ai can turn the tide, and more importantly, whether the forces in Hufeng County will firmly support Bao Ai.

Early the next morning, at the foot of Qingyang Mountain, there were many cars and people.

Today is obviously not the day to open the gates of the mountain, but one big person after another appears, all coming to climb the mountain to worship the gods, and the reasons are also strange.

The Taoist priest Zhike had already received the hint, so he didn't panic at all. He all welcomed them into the quiet room and presented them with spiritual tea.

Zhao Sheng learned the news quickly, but it was as if he hadn't heard it. He didn't give any instructions and just went into the Earth Soul Altar to start his daily hard training.

These people have their own treasures to deal with, and there is no need for him to show up.

The two suns are gradually rising into the sky, and the sun is scorching hot. Talkers from major aristocratic families in the county also had their own thoughts and left one after another down the mountain.

In the afternoon of that day, Bao'ai secretly summoned the palace master, Huazhu, courtyard master, Fangtou, Tiantou and other confidants one after another. On the one hand, he wanted to appease people's hearts, and on the other hand, he secretly made many arrangements to deal with the upcoming review from the superiors.

That night, Bao'ai secretly went down to Qingyang Mountain and went straight to Lingchuan Temple.

Lingchuan Temple is the temple of Cangnan Prefecture.

In the main hall on the top of Qingyang Mountain, Zhao Sheng stood on the lion's head at the corner of the ridge, staring at Bao'an in the distance with deep eyes.

In an instant, his entire body turned into nothingness and disappeared from the lion's head.

In the secret cave in the back mountain, the air trembled slightly, and Zhao Sheng walked out of the darkness in an instant.

The cave was empty and lifeless, with all the bars and cells destroyed.

When Zhao Sheng saw this situation, a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, his figure swayed, and he moved out of here in an instant.

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Two days later, people in the Anhun Temple were in a state of confusion, and Bao Ai had not yet returned, but a piece of bad news had already come back.

The capital hospital was suddenly attacked while transporting prisoners. Most of the arrested people died on the spot, but the attackers escaped unharmed.

When most people heard this news, the first thought in their minds was that the temple priest Bao Ai had taken action, with the purpose of killing people and silencing them.

However, Zhao Sheng couldn't help but secretly sigh: Bao's anger is over!

Yuan Yang or the mastermind behind all this is really very clever.

This method of frame-up and killing multiple birds with one stone made Zhao Sheng even praise the case.

Bao'ai obviously didn't do anything, but someone had to put the shit basin on his head to kill people and silence them.

What's even more ingenious is that the people who died were actually the people in charge of the major families in Hufeng County.

As the saying goes, there is no evidence of death!

This move directly placed the major families in a delicate situation.

If he takes the initiative to surrender, Yuan Yang will definitely accept him generously "regardless of past grudges".

If he is stubborn, just a motive of "killing and silencing" can easily bring down an interfering family to death.

Bao'ai lost power first, and Yuan Yang clearly had a big backer to back him up.

Therefore, after the bad news spread, the situation in Hufeng County suddenly became out of control, and the attitudes of the major families suddenly became ambiguous.

At the same time, the direction of the wind in the temple also changed rapidly. A third of the junior brothers and sisters around Zhao Sheng ran away, and all of them went to Yuan Shen.

Most of the Five Lords and Thirteen Heads also changed their stance and vaguely drew a clear line with Bao Ai.

In response to this, Zou Qi, Fang Xing and other die-hard Zhao Sheng's younger brothers were very angry, and they all shouted to beat up those "traitors".

However, Zhao Sheng was open-minded and came forward to persuade them not to be impulsive.

As the saying goes, when disaster strikes, everyone flies away! Everyone gathers because of fame and fortune, and naturally they will leave with fame and fortune.

That is to say, the situation is not completely clear yet, and Bao'ai still has the strength to fight.

Otherwise, Zhao Sheng's group of die-hard boys would also defect to him.

As time passed, the people in the temple became more and more unstable, and the number of younger brothers around Zhao Sheng also decreased day by day. During this period, Bao'ai sent back many transmission talismans, but the talismans were all full of good news.

However, as long as he did not return to Shanmen for a day, people's hearts would never be at peace.

It wasn't until half a month later that Bao'ai staged a scene of the return of the king, which immediately changed the popular sentiment in Anhun Temple.

But less than a day later, nearly a hundred black-clad guards broke into the Requiem Temple. The team was led by a deputy director of the Temple Inspection Institute and two foundation-building guest ministers.

Also coming back with him was an old man with white beard and hair, a kind face and kind eyes.

This person is Yuan Yang. Although he looks kind-hearted, he is actually very evil.

The deputy head of the hospital came here to investigate illegal transactions in the black market. But as soon as they entered the temple, the black-clothed patrols unceremoniously sealed off important places such as the warehouse, accounting room, and Demon Suppression Hall.

Bao'ai was quickly summoned by the vice-president to talk, while Yuan Yang was extremely active. His residence was bustling with people, and everyone in the temple was busy visiting him.

The area around Zhao Sheng immediately became deserted, with almost no one around.

However, he had expected this day, so he was not surprised and just stayed behind closed doors.

The day flies by and night falls. The Requiem Temple fell silent quickly, and the atmosphere became depressing and heavy, completely devoid of its former vitality.

At night, Bao Ai called Zhao Sheng over.

In a secret room, when Zhao Sheng met his master again, he found Bao'ai sitting on the stone couch with a stern expression and an unusually gloomy look.

As soon as he saw his apprentice arriving, Bao'ai said abruptly: "Sambo, how have my master treated you over the years?"

Zhao Sheng's heart trembled when he heard this, and he immediately replied with a respectful face: "Master has treated me with great kindness, and my disciple will never be able to repay it!"

Bao'ai was very satisfied with his answer, so he asked again: "If I want to leave, will you follow me?"

"Wherever the master goes, the disciple will naturally follow." Zhao Sheng blurted out.

But as soon as he finished speaking, Zhao Sheng couldn't help but change his face, and asked urgently: "Master, the matter is really irreversible?! Are the temple's actions afraid of breaking the 'rules'? Are they going to kill them all?" ?”

The so-called "rules" in Zhao Sheng's words are actually some unspoken rules that cannot be put on the table: In the Taoist temple system, as long as the loser in the power struggle admits defeat and chooses to take the initiative to retire and live in honor, the political opponents will often not kill them all unless they are defeated. You have the potential to reach higher realms.

"Hmph, I wanted to step down as my master and make way for someone more worthy, but they just refused to give me a way to survive! For now, walking is the best option."

Bao'an's words are half true and half false. Zhao Sheng didn't believe a word of it.

Run away? That's easy to say!

Is the jade book of Taoism in your day fake?

This thing is like the soul lamp in the sect. Once you become a member, it means leaving a mark of the soul.

Even if you run to the ends of the earth, you will be found by the team that is hunting down traitors within the sect using secret methods, and there is no way you can escape capture.

Bao Nai thought that his apprentice was young and ignorant and would not know such secrets. But he didn't know that the person standing opposite was a living ancestor.

Zhao Sheng's mind was racing, but he said: "Master, there is a group of black dogs guarding the temple now. I'm afraid it will be difficult to escape quietly."

Bao Ai smiled confidently and pressed his right hand on the stone couch seven or eight times in succession.

brush!

The wall behind the stone couch suddenly and abruptly moved to the right, revealing a dark passage.

"Come with me quickly!" Bao'ai waved to Zhao Sheng, then turned around and got into the passage.

Zhao Sheng's eyes flickered a few times, and then he followed quietly.

As soon as the two people disappeared, the stone wall quietly returned to normal, and there was no one in the secret room.

More than ten miles away from Qingyang Mountain, there is a rocky mountain with jagged rocks. This place is overgrown with grass and inaccessible.

In the dead of night, crickets buzz.

Under a large bluestone three people high in the Rock Mountain, it suddenly sank silently, and Bao Ai and Zhao Sheng emerged from the ground one after another.

Alas~!

Bao'ai looked back at Qingyang Mountain in the distance, lowered his head, sighed, and shouted casually: "Let's go!"

But at this moment, I heard: "Wait! Did you smell it?"

"What do you smell?"

Bao'ai subconsciously asked back, and at the same time, his nose actually smelled a faint bitter smell.