"Hurry up, hurry up! I can't stay here anymore."

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

"Oh, the Courier!"

"Liu San, you immediately go to the temple city and report this matter to the Mingwang Temple."

Hearing someone shouting that the ghost disaster was coming, the crowd immediately panicked and scattered in panic.

Of course, there were also a few shrewd ordinary people who separately informed the government and the Heavenly Daoist Sect.

Mingwang Temple is a general name for a type of temple under the Tiandao Sect, and the temple is dedicated to the King of Fudo, who is in charge of things such as exorcising ghosts and eliminating demons.

More than 100 people died in the city overnight, and this kind of supernatural event was immediately due to the attention of the major forces in the city.

Chengyin Yamen was like a great enemy, and successively sent a number of Qi Refining Realm Catchers, each leading a team of Innate Catchers to explore the scene separately.

At the same time, Mingwang Temple also sent a group of black-clothed Taoists into Chu City, and the Gu family and Wu Fangwang and other cultivators also heard the news, and most of them made various targeted measures.

Although the people in the city were panicked, in fact, there were always similar supernatural disasters caused by demons and ghosts in Chu Guocheng every few years.

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

As long as the death toll does not exceed 10,000, it is not a big deal for the ruling class at all, in fact, every few years a batch of ants dies, causing one or two small disasters and small disasters, but it is conducive to its own rule.

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

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

On this day, the three major ruling forces of the Chengyin Yamen, the Heavenly Dao Sect, and the Cultivator Family suddenly made a concerted effort to forcibly suppress all kinds of rumors that were spreading more and more absurdly in the main city, and cut off all news related to this matter.

Various secret agents and wind media also secretly made efforts to concoct many hot news to lead the limelight in other directions.

The recent popularity of "Journey to the East" is undoubtedly an excellent breaking point, so many parties have secretly contributed to the trouble, which makes "Journey to the East" even more popular, and all kinds of stories in the book quickly spread throughout the city, and became a daily talk of the people in the city.

Thousands of years of rule have continued, and the upper class has made propaganda and obfuscation clear!

In Jing'anfang, Dongcheng, a layer of forbidden enchantment was erected in the underground secret room of a house, and the thin wall of light shone with surging black light.

The chamber was dimly lit, and in the shadow on the edge of the round stone table in the center sat three figures, whose faces could not be seen clearly.

At this moment, a gentle voice suddenly sounded in the darkness: "Fellow Plague Daoist, how has your plague been cultivated?"

The black shadow swayed, as if there were countless dense insect shadows scurrying: "Hehe! There is still a little bit of heat left. Brother Wulun, if you can't wait, you can start it now."

[In view of the general environment,

Gowa Sanren looked at the black shadow opposite, and said surgingly, "It's not necessary, the hungry ghost released by the deity can still last for a while. Launching the plague in a hurry now will not deal a heavy blow to the Heavenly Dao Sect."

After speaking, another silent black shadow of the Wulun Sanren asked, "Elder Zi, the Divine Prison is heavily guarded, in order to avoid startling the snake. Before the attention of the Heavenly Dao Sect is not diverted, I hope that the Heavenly Heart Sect can wait patiently for a while."

"Yes! But it can't be delayed for more than two months at the latest. Otherwise, it would be difficult for the old man to explain to other allies. Also, when will the plague be successfully cultivated?"

The plague man smiled and said, "Elder Zi, don't worry, the poor Dao will definitely not delay your big affairs. It's just that the plague drum you promised can be handed over to the poor Dao earlier?"

"Three days at most, the Plague Drum will definitely arrive."

"Haha! In that case, the poor road is relieved."

At this moment, the five rounds of scattered ghost bodies suddenly trembled, and suddenly burst out with a large stream of black gas, which boiled endlessly, instantly turning into hideous ghost heads, emitting bursts of piercing howls.

"Ahem!"

Wulun Sanren coughed, the black robe suddenly swelled, and countless eerie ghost claws stretched out from under the robe in an instant, and in an instant, countless big black hands seemed to grow, and all the ghost heads were grabbed in the blink of an eye.

The black light flashed, and the ghost hand in the sky had already retracted into the black robe.

Then, Gowa Sanren explained, "I'm sorry to make the two of you laugh, just now two hungry ghosts suddenly lost contact."

Wulun Sanren is not a living person, but a Jindan realm ghost cultivator, which is notorious in Diancang Province, and has caused more than ten tragic killings, and the mortals who died because of it are far more than a million.

Ghost cultivation is contrary to the way of heaven and is often not tolerated in the world.

Ghost cultivation is very rare in the Heavenly Pillar Realm, Zhao Sheng has been reincarnated six times, and he has seen countless evil demons, but he has not seen a few pure ghost cultivators.

The truth is easy to tell, but very little is known.

Because the Heavenly Pillar Realm is just stuck in the middle of the two stages of "living" and "bad", and the world has not really gone into decline, there is no soil for the birth of ghost cultivation.

The evolution of the world on any side cannot be separated from the four stages of "becoming, dwelling, deteriorating, and emptiness".

When the world is in the first two stages of "success and dwelling", the Heavenly Dao is vigorous and strong, and the yang is prosperous and the yin is declining, making it extremely difficult for ghost cultivation to be born, and there is almost no room for growth.

But when the two stages of "bad and empty" are reached, the Heavenly Dao declines, the aura environment is harsh, and the heaven and earth gradually flourish and the yang declines, that is, the world slowly goes to extinction.

At the end of the heavens and the earth, ghosts, demons, demons, and so on will come into being, and they will become more and more rampant, and they will wreak havoc on the world.

The so-called "Tao Elimination Demon Rise" 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's Heavenly Dao, the Ghost God Realm has rapidly declined from a thriving and prosperous world, which has also led to the increasing expansion of the ghost Dao power in the past 10,000 years, and the ghost cultivation has become more and more widespread in the past thousand years.

In recent years, the dominance of the Heavenly Daoist Sect has been slowly declining, and the foundation of its rule has long begun to waver.

It has also given hope to countless other forces that have been repressed.

In the past thousand years, the Ghost and God Society, the Anti-Heaven Alliance, the Cult Left Dao, the Ghost Cultivator and the Demon Cultivator have secretly tacitly made many attacks, and many major incidents have been carried out one after another, which will inevitably make the Heavenly Daoist Sect distracted and weak, and it is quite anxious.

……

On the other side, after Zhao Sheng saw Zhao Hongyun's grandson and named him Zhao Lingfeng, he re-retreated and continued to refine the Five Tong Gods.

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

Since refining the golden toad, he spent another forty-three days refining a "good god" based on his own lungs.

At this point, the five gods have become the third, and there is still a lack of snakes and rats.

On this day, in a remote corner of Dongchengfang City in Chu State City, the darkness moved slightly, and a figure had already appeared out of thin air.

Zhao Shenggang appeared here, and suddenly frowned, and his divine sense instantly broke out of his body and spread out in all directions.

The divine sense shrouded a few nearby streets, but I saw white flags hanging high in front of the house, and there were bursts of crying in most of the surrounding courtyards.

But there are also many houses that are dead and quiet, and there are very few living people panting in them, and even most of the people have black sores on their faces, and their breath is dying and they look like they are dying.

Zhao Sheng couldn't help but say to himself in amazement, "Well, what's going on? Why are so many people dead?"

"That's not right!"

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

In the next moment, Zhao Sheng had already appeared in the backyard of Zhao's mansion.

As soon as he appeared, his expression became even more ugly, because the Zhao Mansion was actually empty inside and outside, and nearly a hundred people in the Zhao Mansion had disappeared.

"Humph!"

Zhao Sheng snorted coldly, flicked his robe, and disappeared in an instant.

A quarter of an hour later, he wandered around most of the Chu City and found that the city was completely under lockdown

Except with the permission of the government, other idle people are not allowed to go out.

This is what he has learned from his mouth that a black plague suddenly broke out in the city half a month ago.

Because the outbreak of this plague was too sudden and too ferocious, it was only two days from infection to death.

But it broke out suddenly when the starvation ghost plague was rampant.

The two disasters struck together, and as a result, not only did the residents of the city die heavily, but even more tragically, tens of thousands of people were killed, and almost one in 100 people remained.

As early as twenty days ago, before the closure of Chu State City, the forces and families in the city fled the city one after another, and only ordinary people who could not leave the city remained in the city.

Half a day later, Zhao Sheng secretly probed the whole city, estimated a little, and found that at least 300,000 people died in this man-made disaster.

That's right, it's a man-made disaster, not a natural disaster!

The Five Wheels Sanren and the Plague Dao people and other evil demons disdain to conceal their identities at all, they almost played a "clear card", and they were so arrogant that they attacked the Heavenly Dao Sect and other righteous path forces.

Zhao Sheng also quickly learned from the two Qi refining cultivators that the Divine Prison had been suddenly breached by the combination of the inside and the outside, and many prisoners had escaped.

Because of this, the Heavenly Daoist Sect and the Great Gu Imperial Court were furious, and soon issued a wanted warrant and set a heavy reward. Then he sent a number of Jindan chief priests to hunt down the culprits such as the Wulun Sanren and the Plague Dao people everywhere.

However, they have long since fled and are nowhere to be found.

"Hmph, what a daredevil!" 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.

There is a huge tower-shaped building covering an area of more than ten acres and a height of about ten zhang in the west of Fang City.

The two white-robed men were standing motionless on both sides of the gate, judging from the aura they emanated, they faintly had a late-stage cultivation of qi refining.

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

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

The Chu King Chamber of Commerce is a large-scale trading house jointly established by the major cultivator families headed by the Gu family, with a profound heritage and countless treasures, with a daily transaction volume of more than one million spirit stones.

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

An old man in a green robe muttered to himself, then turned around and walked towards the gate.

This person is played by Zhao Sheng.

"This senior, please show me the invitation?" The white running man guarding the door bowed slightly and asked with a smile.

Seeing this, Zhao Sheng shook his head: "Old decay is not."

"I'm sorry, but I'm not allowed to enter without an invitation."

The white-robed man said directly and coldly.

Zhao Sheng's eyes flashed, and a powerful momentum slowly rose on his body, and at the same time, his divine sense spread out and entered the building.

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

"Senior, please stay. Ringing below, he is one of the stewards of the auction house, and I don't know what the seniors call him." At this moment, a delicate-looking, twenty-year-old, young man in a light red robe hurriedly walked out of the door and stopped Zhao Sheng very politely.

"Fang Daoyou is polite. The old man's surname is Zhao. It's a casual cultivator." Hearing this, Zhao Sheng turned around and asked unhurriedly.

"It turned out to be Senior Zhao, the senior should have just come to Chu Guocheng, you may not know, the situation in the city has been special recently, and the bank has to implement an invitation system." Fang Xiang explained.

When Zhao Sheng heard this, his face showed a slight hint of surprise, but he instantly regained his calm.

"Fang Daoyou, I don't know if this invitation can get one?" Zhao Sheng asked in a flash.

"Seniors only need to take a test, and after passing it, they can come in. If you want to build a foundation and cultivate with your predecessors, it won't be difficult to pass the test." Fang Xiang said after smiling lightly.

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 eucalyptus in front of him, there were several jade boxes there.

At this moment, Fang Xiang was sitting opposite, carefully identifying the elixir in the jade box, and his face gradually showed a look of joy.

After a while, Fang Xiang closed the jade box and said with emotion, "The high alchemy skills of the predecessors are very admirable. This third-order demon dispelling pill has clear Dan lines, excellent quality, and the lowest is also the highest grade. Such a treasure pill would cost at least seventy or eighty thousand spirit stones. I wonder what treasure my predecessor wants to exchange?"

"You'll go through the treasures in the other boxes first."

As he spoke, Zhao Sheng waved his right hand, and the lids of the jade boxes on the table were all opened, revealing the fragrant pills inside.

"It's... Soul Resurrection Pill... Blood Spirit Tsukidan... Avoiding the plague... It's all of the middle and upper grades." Fang Xiang was stunned when he saw the spirit pill contained in the box.

"The old man wants to change the edict of the gods. I just don't know if the Chu King Chamber of Commerce has such treasures." After Zhao Sheng finished speaking, he picked up the teacup and took a sip of tea.

Bang bang bang!

Fang Xiang quickly closed all the jade boxes, and then couldn't help but gasp for breath twice, and said with an embarrassed face, "Senior, I can't help but be a little embarrassed. How precious is the edict of the gods, how can a merchant house buy and sell it casually?"

Zhao Sheng put down the teacup and wrote lightly, "Oh, yes? Could it be that the old man's bid is too low, or you don't have the trading authority at all? Let your family members come forward! You can't afford to eat it."

"Wait a minute, senior!" Fang Xiang's expression changed when he heard this, and after thinking about it for a while, he got up with difficulty, and hurriedly left the room after saluting.

About a tea time later, a middle-aged man with smiling eyebrows walked in, holding a golden box the size of a foot.

The man sat down, casually pushed the golden box in front of Zhao Sheng, and then with a flick of his fingers, a wisp of white light disappeared into the box.

The surface of the box was sealed, and then it flicked open, and a layer of divine light came out of the box in an instant, exuding a certain aura of divine majesty.

Zhao Sheng's eyes narrowed slightly, and he saw that the golden box was placed in a small dark gold seal the size of a fist, like gold and non-gold.

The small seal is like a round sky, and the whole body releases layers of soft and clear divine light.

It's just that this seal looms, and it seems to be somewhere between the unreal and the real.

"This... Is it the legendary Edict of the Gods?" After Zhao Sheng saw this scene, a hint of strange color suddenly flashed in the depths of his eyes.