Overgod Ascension

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"Erase!"

Wu Ming's face was cold as he watched the eyes of a female authority in front of him lose focus for an instant, falling softly and turning into a corpse.

"It is unjust for heaven to harm women and children! They will not die a good death!"

In his hand, another guy who looked like a scholar had his eyes bare, cursed, and chewed his tongue violently.

puff!

A cloud of blood mist spat out from his mouth, with a green color, and stabbed Wu Ming like a flying sword.

"Huh? Confucian blue blood painting?"

Wu Ming's hand flashed and defeated the green blood arrow: "She should be your enemy, right? I avenge you, why do you still do this?"

While he was speaking, a strong force suddenly pushed the scholar away.

"Woooo..."

Chewing tongue is a very painful way to die. This scholar has obviously practiced it, and he can still barely move at this time. He was twisting on the ground, trying hard to dip his finger in blood, and wrote seven words of "hate", and suddenly his body straightened up. There was blood coming from both eyes.

"Boring... Is there some bloody plot similar to Butterfly Lovers hidden behind it?"

Wu Ming touched his chin, but was indifferent, and had no desire to explore. He watched indifferently as the scholar lost his breath.

【Ding! Your authority has been increased! Please find out for yourself for specific information! 】

The main temple prompt appears.

Killing those with authority must result in a transfer of power, which implies an encouragement to fight, which allowed Wu Ming to grasp the hidden purpose of the main temple.

In the past few days, he has been fighting in all directions, and according to the information from the Blood Alliance, he has eliminated at least a dozen of the Samsaras.

Among such a large number, even if half of them are unjustly accused and the other half have no authority at all, if they don't accumulate small streams, they can't become rivers and seas. If they accumulate over time, the increase will be quite terrifying.

At this time, Wu Ming didn't even know how much his authority had been increased. He just knew that some of the secret powers of the main temple had been released to him - and this was only the part that he had figured out by himself!

"Kill...kill!"

According to the principle that government officials are always the last to arrive, even though Wu Ming was killing people in the busy city, his actions were extremely crazy, and only then could the footsteps of the official be heard.

"Has Dazhou become so corrupt?"

Wu Ming sighed, and carelessly climbed away from the city wall with the blood-sucking leader's flesh orifice in his hand.

This light skill of leaping several feet made the Yamen servants who were chasing after him dumbfounded and even more afraid to pursue him.

After all, they were just servants in a small county town, just making a living. They were frightened at the sight of such vicious criminal thieves.

'If it were the founding of a country or the rise of a dynasty, no matter how powerful the thieves or tycoons would be, they would not dare to openly kill officials. The people in the public servants would be courageous enough, and after one drink, the demons and demons would be discouraged... But now...'

Just one aspect of knowing autumn by looking at a leaf has already made Wu Ming know that the situation in this county and even nearby counties is not optimistic.

"Unexpectedly... the Shengjing Plain, which used to be thousands of miles of fertile land and was full of nurturing land, has now fallen into this state..."

He looked at the wasteland and criss-crossing ravines not far away, and couldn't help but sigh again.

good!

This place is Shangzhou, which was even the original base camp of the Shang Dynasty. It is a small county near Shengjing within Shijue Pass!

Wu Ming had been here once before, and when he returned to the place three hundred years later, he only saw devastation.

The original lush green trees and lush vegetation have long since disappeared, leaving only deep loess ravines, like scars on the earth, without the slightest breath of life.

When the strong wind blows even slightly, sand and rocks will fly, covering the sky and the sun.

There is no doubt that this is a bad place! Jedi!

"Back then, when the great merchants went against the will of heaven, the earth dragon was injured and the earth's energy was damaged. This is one of them! The Twelve Golden Man crashed into Shengjing, and the evil spirit was overwhelming. There was no grass growing for hundreds of miles. It has not changed for three hundred years. This is the other one!"

"Because of these two things, Shangzhou's status has dropped immediately since the late Shang Dynasty. Even the total annual yield per mu of the state is not as good as that of two or three counties in other states! It has truly become a barren land!"

"The Great Zhou Dynasty naturally abandoned Shengjing and built another capital. Instead, it regarded this place as a dangerous place. In the past few decades, even if officials were demoted, they would rather go to Southern Xinjiang or Northern Wilderness than come here! Gradually it became The place of exile..."

"The county seat just now is far inferior to any big town in Chufeng County..."

"But thanks to this notoriety, the bandits also know that there is little oil and water here. The army does not come to eat, but there is not much war. Is this a blessing in disguise to some extent?"

…

Thinking back on these changes, Wu Ming's face showed a look of sigh.

"But... what is the purpose of the Imperial Court's Department of Identity and Information sending elite troops to come here?"

This news was still a secret obtained from Qianhu Li Zongyi, and this person must have discovered some clues and wanted to quit. He would not hesitate to offend the Xie family directly, but also wanted to capture Xie Baoyu and Xie Ling'er in exchange for withdrawing from this mission. .

However, although the idea was good, after Wu Ming discovered it, he had no choice but to leave sadly.

"The Imperial Court's Department of Irregular Information..."

According to Wu Ming's inquiries, this was a yamen established during the reign of Emperor Jing of the Great Zhou Dynasty. On the surface, it was a small department that sent travelers around the world to collect anecdotes. However, in fact, it secretly recruited many strange people and strangers. It has a bit of a "Six Doors" and "East Factory" flavor, and the main purpose is to track down and spy on information about reincarnations.

"However, with the Lord God's great weapon of obliteration, all this can only be in vain..."

Wu Ming was suddenly a little confused. If the country was strong and found such unstable factors under its rule, it would be reasonable to send people to investigate.

But now, when the world is in chaos, they are still so persistently pursuing them, and even this time they have to mobilize elite soldiers and generals from various states for joint operations. It has an "unreasonable" taste.

"It seems... Li Zongyi's guess is correct. Behind the Department of Foreign Affairs, there are not only the imperial court, but also the masterminds from all sides!"

As long as you have the blessed land of Cave Heaven, you can build a thousand-year-old family!

With such a foundation, and the ability to suppress luck with a level 6 or above great supernatural power, it was naturally enough to compete with the imperial court.

At this point, not to mention.

"Is it the imperial court's desire to do something, or is it the push of many aristocratic families?"

Although there are many factions and hundreds of schools of thought in the world, the Yiwen Department is still a member of the imperial court. Without the royal family's nod, it would not be possible to be so grand.

"Maybe it's a joint operation, and the court approves it and is happy to see its success?"

Wu Ming pursed his lips with a playful smile: "In Shangzhou, is it related to the main temple?"

With this thought in mind, he immediately set off on his way.

If nothing unexpected happens, there should be a contact point designated by the Department of Strange Information ahead.

…

A few dozen miles further from the small county, we reached the capital of the former dynasty, and there was a small inn.

The post station served as a place for court documents to be conveyed and for officials to rest and change their horses. It was also an important hub connecting various parts of the empire.

It is through this node-by-node system of post stations densely spread across the nineteen states that appointments from the imperial court can be communicated from top to bottom, forming the basis for unification.

However, in the later period of the dynasty, this could easily become a source of corruption and extortion by officials, making the Yi Cheng miserable and increasing the burden on the court.

Wu Ming remembered that Emperor Chongzhen in his previous life had resolutely ordered the abolition of the post station after seeing this shortcoming. However, the execution was very problematic, and a laid-off employee named Li Zicheng was created... and then nothing happened...

"But... this is also the last place. Going further to Shengjing, there is really no grass growing, and even mice can't survive..."

Wu Ming walked into a small inn.

This inn is also very small. The yellow wind is blowing outside, and the wooden boards on all sides are shaking, whistling and leaking wind, and it feels a bit shaky.

After entering, the first thing you see is a small hall, with wing rooms on both sides, and the sound of cattle and horses coming from the backyard. However, it is weak and you can tell that it is very thin without even looking.

An old official with a hunchback came up, glanced at Wu Ming with cloudy eyes, and asked feebly: "Is that your Excellency here, does he have a voucher and a seal?"

Originally, according to court regulations, only officials could use the post stations. However, at this time, the use of power for personal gain was prevalent, and any yamen could open a certificate, allowing relatives and entourage to squeeze out the resources of the Zhou imperial court, and also extorted in every possible way, making each post station unable to make ends meet.

Of course Wu Ming has no credentials.

Even if there is, I don’t know if the imperial court will recognize it if it was launched by the Nanfeng Army Jiedu Envoy!

Then I thought about it and threw out a token.

This order is dark and has a swarthy face on the front, with teeth and claws spread out, and on the back is the words "Great Zhou Yiwen Division, under the command of Zheng Jun, a hundred households", and there are traces of a seal, which is very ancient in shape.

"It turns out to be Master Baihu, please!"

Qianhu, a member of the Foreign Affairs Department, has a rank of seven, and a hundred households are even lower, but they are also officials of the ninth rank.

Post stations also have levels. Post chiefs at the state and county level have official status, but at county level and below, they are still officials. The old man saluted with a wry smile.

"Well, you go and get some food and drinks..."

Wu Ming walked in carelessly, and when he saw the troubled expression on this man's face, he couldn't help but smile: "Of course... I also know that it's not easy for you, so here you go, pick the one you like!"

With that said, he stuffed a piece of silver into the old official's arms.

"How did this happen?"

Although the old official tried to push it away, he held the money firmly in his hand. He bowed repeatedly before retreating into the back hall. There was a faint shout: "Danniu, let your wife kill the chicken. No matter how hot it is, Hot stove, the master is here!"

It looks like the whole family has been crammed into the establishment.

Wu Ming smiled slightly and didn't care about the old official's pretentiousness.

It didn't take long for the food and wine to arrive, a bowl full of corn, a fat chicken, two plates of pickles, and a pot of rice wine, filled with the aroma.

Wu Ming drank a little while. The rice wine was a bit bitter, but the taste was quite pure. He looked at the old man rubbing his hands next to him and smiled again: "Come on! Sit down too!"

After asking the man to sit down and drinking two more glasses of wine, Wu Mingcai asked, seemingly unintentionally: "There are not many people here on weekdays, right?"

"Of course it's less..."

The old official made a sad face: "We can still survive by relying on the county's charity, but these days there are suddenly more people... Yesterday, an official from the capital took away two good horses. , leaving only two horses for the old man..." (To be continued.)