Hearing the Seventh Hall Master's question, the Saint's eyes were dark and she pondered for a long time before slowly saying: "There is only one possibility. His attainments in the Heavenly Evil Blood Hidden Art far exceed that of our entire clan."
"This is impossible!" The Master of the Thirteenth Hall immediately denied, "The Heavenly Evil Blood Hidden Technique is the secret method of our whole clan. Only the direct descendants can master the whole book."
The masters of the thirteen halls also have the same surname. Except for the nine and ten halls, which must be held by the surname Quan, the surnamed Quan can also compete for the masters of other halls.
"That's what they say, but excluding all impossibilities, this is the only truth." The saint shook her head.
The reason why she couldn't persuade her uncle was because her attainments in Tiansha's Blood Hidden Skill were far behind her uncle's.
First, my uncle's bloodline is more orthodox and he has received more inheritance.
Secondly, the other party is much older than her.
Third, the other party is the leader.
Her qualifications are not far superior to those of her uncle, so her attainments are naturally much lower.
Do you really think that Wen Rensheng can make all the sect leaders bow to him by just saying a few words?
If you ask another person to explain those principles, the leader of the whole church will first see if you are familiar with it.
For the same reason, different people say the effects are completely different.
"Ah? How is this possible?" All the palace masters were shocked.
But after thinking about it carefully, this is the only possible reason.
They are all at the highest level, and they understand the Quan surname's direct inheritance technique, the Tiansha Blood Hidden Technique.
Knowing that this skill can be practiced in the spiritual realm in advance, it is equivalent to having innate power the day after tomorrow. The various benefits in martial arts training can be imagined.
The saint guessed correctly. Wen Rensheng knew more about this technique than any of their own tribe.
When Master Quan asked the question, the two sides actually had a spiritual contest.
But no one can see it.
Leader Quan is crazy, but not stupid.
He will recognize Wen Rensheng as his teacher because Wen Rensheng is really capable of being his teacher.
Otherwise, if you just show up to a random guy, say some mysterious things, and just want him to become your teacher, you will treat him as a fool.
"In that case, what should we do?" the Seventh Palace Master asked again.
"No matter how strong he is, he is only one person. Sooner or later he will be left alone. There are so many of us, so we just need to isolate him from the leader..." the master of the Thirteenth Hall said fiercely.
He originally hoped that if the leader continued to go crazy, he would be forced to abdicate sooner or later, and then he would be able to inherit the position.
Fortunately, now, the core of the entire holy religion has been usurped by outsiders.
Not to mention the good thing of inheriting the leader, in a few days, he will be used as cannon fodder on the battlefield, responsible for serving as a scout and attacking cities and plundering territory.
In the end, he was besieged and killed by some masters from the big faction.
When the saint heard this, she stood up and left without saying a word.
The palace masters looked at each other, then nodded to each other...
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The next day, Master Quan trained with Master Wen Rensheng.
"Teacher, I think these soldiers and horses are already elite enough. Shall we go down the mountain?" Quan Cult Leader was eager to give it a try.
According to the concept taught by the teacher, there are a lot of watermelons at the foot of the mountain, and many of them are ripe.
For example, Confucian scholars, county magistrates...
A child is half-ripe, a scholar is half-ripe, a scholar is half-ripe, a scholar is half-ripe, an official is ripe in one year, and will die in three years...
He couldn't wait to open the watermelon.
What the teacher said must be right!
He's going to try those ripe watermelons!
"Well, it's time to go down the mountain. Let's take Wuguan County at the foot of the mountain as the first pilot." Wen Rensheng couldn't always let the soldiers practice in the air. The best way to train soldiers is actual combat.
"Okay, I'll make the arrangements right away." Apart from being stubborn about watermelon, Quan Cult Leader is very proficient in other aspects. Otherwise, it would have been impossible for him to be appointed as Cult Leader by his father.
"First prepare the organizational structure after entering the city. We must establish the structure of the Supervision Department, the Inspection Department, and the Administration Department so that they can operate stably, and then organize a team to go to the countryside..." Wen Rensheng ordered again.
"Yes, teacher." Master Quan is like a primary school student listening to the teacher's nagging. Although he is bored, he has to obey obediently.
If you don't obey, you will be slapped hard.
Wuguan County.
The county seat is tall and the city wall is twelve meters long, which is far beyond the regulations of ordinary county towns.
When the first group of holy soldiers appeared under the banner of "The world is for the common good", they fell into panic.
There is a demon cult on the mountain.
This county was established in the early years to keep an eye on demon cultists.
In fact, there are similar counties at the foot of every martial arts school.
However, over time, it was inevitably infiltrated by local snakes.
How could the power of the imperial court be maintained forever?
In the feudal era, it was an iron rule that the sky was high and the emperor was far away.
Therefore, it didn't take long for someone to open the city gate and welcome the holy soldiers to garrison the city.
Then there is the task of accepting the government office, the treasury, patrolling the streets, enforcing martial law, and cleaning up the rebels...
Everything was taught and trained on the mountain.
However, in actual operation, many surprises still occur.
For example, there were originally four thousand taels of silver in the treasury, but when people from the Supervision Department came over for a second inspection, they found that only three thousand taels were left.
After asking carefully, it turned out that some of the first batch of soldiers who arrived had divided the money privately.
"Lao Guo, your reputation as a public servant has been smashed by your own people."
On the mountain, Zhao Han, who saw this scene through Xiawang, shouted "woof" at Wen Rensheng, and after finishing speaking on Xiawang, he rolled on the floor with laughter.
"Steward Wang, today, I want to eat dog meat pot." Wen Rensheng suddenly turned to the steward and said.
The housekeeper immediately turned his attention to the purple dog.
This dog is the fattest and tightest he has ever seen, and he also knows how to exercise himself every day.
This is to enhance the taste to the extreme. It is indeed a good dog.
A real dog should take the initiative to train itself in this way. It would be great if it could take the initiative to jump into the pot again.
Zhao Han quickly slipped away with his tail between his legs.
Teachers always strive for perfection, so why do the students they teach end up greedy for a thousand taels of silver just after they come down from the mountain?
She was a little confused too.
In fact, Wen Rensheng knew that this was because the cleaning time was too short.
When ideas collide with matter, when pure theories collide with white money, it is obvious that the latter has a higher probability of victory.
At the same time, he also realized how powerful the dragon god was.
The other party turned a group of refugees into fanatical believers in an instant.
Life is much more important than money.
Now, if he meets the other party, he is not a match yet.
Fortunately, the Dragon God did not appear in this script, so we could only deal with it through indirect means.
As for the reason, it's probably because this is where the principals pay attention.
Only with their collective permission can real power come.
"Dispose according to the law." Wen Rensheng said calmly.
He has long designed a perfect closed-loop management method.
The first level is self-inspection, and the second level is verification by the Supervision Department.
The last and most critical third level is to make it public on Xia.com, allowing the public to verify the processes of the first two levels.
The more open it is, the more fair it is.
This is the law of society. In full public view, no one dares to say that private division is right.
The more closed it is, the darker it becomes.
Without Xiawang, we will only fall into the vicious circle of feudal society. The more supervision there is, the higher the cost will be and it will be unsustainable.
Why feudal society uses Confucian moral governance is to reduce costs and hope to teach everyone to become a moral person, thus saving supervision costs.
However, just like now, the practical money of free money can easily defeat the seemingly correct and perfect theoretical ideas.
