Wang Jiangjie and the three assassins came to visit Zhao Chu.
Although the location of the Immortal Governor's Mansion is not as large as the three Immortal Government Mansions, it is still one of the first-class mansions in Qingxian City, second only to the City Lord's Mansion and the Three Great Immortal Government Mansions.
With the beheading of the previous Immortal Governor, all the maids and servants here have been dismissed.
Zhao Chu was nostalgic, so he did not re-hire the maids, but directly asked the maids from Bai Shuanghong's residence to come over so that they could clean and clean in a quiet place.
Compared with the previous pomp and show of the Immortal Governor, Zhao Chu was simply a model of hardship and simplicity.
When the maids learned that Bai Shuanghong had become the Immortal Governor, they almost fainted with fright. When they finally learned that Bai Shuanghong was not planning to abandon them at all, but instead sent her to the Immortal Governor's Mansion, these maids were even more grateful.
You know, that's the Immortal Governor's Mansion.
The maids and servants in Qingxian City also have a small circle on weekdays. The maids and servants are also competing with each other. They originally served in Bai Shuanghong's mansion, almost at the bottom.
And overnight, they became the maids of the Immortal Governor's Mansion, which was a meteoric rise.
Several maids did not dare to slack off. After arriving at the Immortal Governor's Mansion, they immediately started cleaning arrangements. Zhao Chu was originally casual, as long as it was clean, the maids also knew that Bai Shuanghong did not stick to trivial matters and they were all quite relaxed.
This Xiandu Mansion is really big.
Even the room where the maid lived was spacious and brighter than where Bai Shuanghong lived before.
The maids stayed up all night, discussing where to show off and satisfy their vanity the next day.
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"Well, now that you two have become the new powerful immortal envoys, things will be much simpler!"
"What's going on with the last powerful immortal envoy under Wan Xiyang!"
In the guest room, Zhao Chu, Wang Jiangjie, and three assassins were talking about something.
It is a matter of course that these three assassins will be the real envoys of power.
Wan Xiyang didn't have many immortal envoys under his command, and the strongest ones all went to the hunting ground. Those two-faced people had been killed by Zhao Chu.
The six immortal envoys who were lucky enough to come out did not dare to provoke Zhao Chu at all, and gave up the fight for the real power of the immortal envoys.
In the end, only three assassins were left.
You must know that Qingxian City has always had a practice that strong men who can come out of the trapped hunting ground alive are worthy of respect, and the position of the powerful immortal envoy should also belong to them.
Besides, Wan Xiyang had no choice if he wanted to suppress the miasma in the Miasma Mountains, and he had no time to investigate whether these two people were loyal.
Among the three assassins, two have been confirmed as the real powerful immortal envoys, and there is another one, Zhao Chu, who also wants to be installed.
no way.
His goal is to completely control the Miasma Mountains, and he wants to completely evade the three immortal officials.
"The remaining immortal official is named Wei Zhibo. Before his ascension, he was a Taoist priest who was a disciple of Taoism. He was born with a bad temper, and he was also the most difficult one to take care of!"
Wang Jiangjie frowned.
Last night, with Zhao Chu's consent, he had explained Bai Shuanghong's identity to the three assassins. These three assassins were not afraid of death for the sake of the sky and the sea of stars, and they could be completely trusted.
This shocking news made the three of them digest it all night long.
"Huh? Tell me!"
Zhao Chu frowned slightly.
Taoist disciples, the Taoist priests in this sect are particularly bad-tempered and tough. The key is that they are not afraid of death, let alone any threats.
"Wei Zhibo's Taoist name in the next term should be Wei Zhizi. When he came to the Nine Heavens Immortal Realm to be a slave, he committed suicide to express his ambition because he couldn't bear the shame. However, he committed suicide three times without success. He felt that Wei Zhizi was a humiliation.
The name of our school will be changed to Wei Zhibo!"
"Then one day he suddenly made a great ambition to make all the slaves in the slave pit stand up."
"At that time, Qingxian City had a new law, and slaves were allowed to break through, and they could also work as immortal messengers or envoys. From that day on, Wei Zhibo made an oath to help more slaves break through.
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"In this way, Wei Zhibo became an immortal official. He was neither aggressive nor vindictive. He just quietly helped the monks break through. He had no other desires."
"Actually, this time we went to assassinate Wei Zhibo, but he was stunned and refused to listen to anything he said. Even some monks had not had the opportunity to break through, so he forced them to break through. In the end, many ascended people because of
If you can't stop the miasma of resentment, you will die in vain."
Mentioning Wei Zhibo, Wang Jiangjie grimaced.
Due to emotions and reasons, this man had good intentions, and he even received help from Wei Zhibo back then. It was simply unreasonable and impossible to kill him directly.
But Zhao Chu's plan is to let all the ascendants stay in the Miasma Mountains, suppress their cultivation, and finally break out in unity.
But in this way, Zhao Chu's plan and Wei Zhibo's ambition are completely opposite.
Wei Zhibo will definitely destroy it, even at all costs. He will not allow the monks not to break through. His goal is to let all the ascendants leave the Miasma Mountains.
"If obsession goes too far, it will become a demonic obstacle."
"I will go to the Miasma Mountains later. I will meet with Wei Zhibo and try to get him to voluntarily give up his position as the powerful immortal envoy."
Zhao Chu nodded, there was nothing he could do for the time being.
"If possible, can you not kill him?"
"Although Wei Zhibo is a little paranoid, he has good intentions. Almost all the ascendants in the Miasma Mountains have received favors from him. If he is killed, it will not be easy to stabilize people's hearts!"
Wang Jiangjie thought for a while and discussed with Zhao Chu.
"What are you thinking? I'm not a murderer!"
Zhao Chu smiled bitterly.
It seems that his behavior at the Killing Hunting Ground was a bit cruel, and he actually left an image of a devil to people.
“Without further ado, let’s go to the Miasma Mountains to have a look!”
Zhao Chu stood up.
Now that he has the status of Immortal Governor, he can go anywhere in Qingxian City, which is really convenient.
Wang Jiangjie nodded, and the group walked towards the Miasma Mountains.
Wang Jiangjie looked at Zhao Chu's back along the way, recalling Zhao Chu's words in his mind, and he was still a little unbelievable.
It is simply unbelievable to cultivate the miasma of resentment karma as true essence.
Although Zhao Chu also refined a ray of miasma of resentment from his own body, Wang Jiangjie still couldn't believe that after they completely mastered the miasma mountain range, they would change the lives of the ascended people on a large scale.
Wang Jiangjie is in a state of excitement all the time. He is more eager to master the mountains than Zhao Chu.
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Miasma Mountains.
Although it is said to be a mountain range, this place is actually a huge basin, surrounded by mountains. The gray miasma of resentment and karma is billowing in the basin all year round, and from time to time there are shrill sounds of ghosts crying and wolf howling, which is terrifying.
Zhao Chu looked down from the sky and saw that the entire Miasma Mountains was divided into three areas, just like a round cake divided into irregular thirds.
The largest piece is close to two-thirds of the basin, and Zhao Chu observed that this two-thirds area has the strongest miasma of resentment and the most dangerous terrain.
There is no doubt about it.
This is the responsibility of the Ascension Sect and Wan Xiyang's territory.
Of course, Wan Xiyang has never been to the Miasma Mountains since he accepted his destiny as an immortal official.
The remaining one-third was separated by the two parties. One point more was not more, and one point less was not more. It was obviously a wrangling.
Moreover, the miasma here is relatively mild. Of course, the number of immortals here is also small, and they are all waste materials exiled from other immortal realms.
Just yesterday, the four new powerful immortal envoys appointed by Zuo Qiunan and Simen Li also took office.
Of course, the new powerful immortal envoys are very weak. After all, the stronger immortal envoys have all died in the trapped hunting grounds, so the power of the current Miasma Mountains must be recalculated.
After a catastrophe, Zhao Chu completed the great purge.
Zuo Qiunan and Simen are on the same side. Currently, one of the powerful immortal envoys holds the great power, and the remaining two powerful immortal envoys can only be vassals.
It's also ironic to say.
The remaining real power emissary was because they were too weak and were not qualified to fight in the hunting ground at first, so they survived and eventually became the strongest real power emissary.
But in Zhao Chu's opinion, it would be better to have only one immortal envoy with real power in the practical sense, so that he can take over the three great immortal officials faster.
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Countless monks from the Wenyuan Realm were meditating on the edge of the Miasma Mountains.
And in the sky above the Miasma Mountains, there is a huge vortex that goes straight through the sky and the earth, and the duty of the slaves in the Wenyuan Realm is to perform the Divine Canon of Compassion like a machine over and over again, tirelessly.
That's right.
To support the operation of the huge hurricane vortex, the continuous power of Citian Divine Canon is needed.
The vortex will activate an unprecedented huge suction force, swallowing up all the miasma of resentment in the entire Hunxu Immortal Realm.
The Nine Heavens Immortal Realm is very large, and the suction force of this vortex cannot cover it at all, so the monks in their Immortal Realm will move the miasma of resentment to the Hunxu Immortal Realm, and the Miasma Mountains are the final digestion tank.
puff!
Suddenly, Zhao Chu saw a Wenyuan monk spitting out a mouthful of blood. His hands and feet were shaking, and he was foaming at the mouth. Then he was about to hit his Tianling Cap with a palm.
That's right.
He wants to commit suicide.
"My little friend, don't give up hope of living. You must persevere and strive to break through to the Cave Void Realm, and then escape from this sea of suffering!"
At this time, an old man wearing tattered robes appeared on the young monk and stopped him from committing suicide.
Zhao Chu observed it.
This old man was very strong, even stronger than Lu Wenshi. His face was filled with ridges and ridges, and he looked like a compassionate person.
No wonder Wang Jiangjie didn't let Zhao Chu kill Wei Zhibo. With such a pious ascetic look on his face, Zhao Chu couldn't do it either.
That’s right!
He is Wei Zhibo. He needs no introduction at all. He is a disciple of Daozhi disciples and has a special temperament that cannot be imitated by others.
"He is Wei Zhibo."
"This is the normal state of the ascended ones. They are oppressed here and often cannot rest for several months. They have to use the same magical power over and over again."
"It's better now. At least the ascended ones are on duty, and at least no one is using whips."
"In the past, if the magical power was slow to operate, they would be beaten until their skin and flesh were bruised. At that time, there were ten times more people committing suicide than now."
"Oh, you don't understand the feeling of being so boring that you go crazy!"
Wang Jiangjie's words were cold, and his thoughts were brought back to the pain of the past.
"Actually, I can understand!"
Zhao Chu nodded.
When he was in college, he worked part-time during the summer to earn living expenses, and worked on the assembly line in Futukang for two months.
At that time, Zhao Chu firmly believed in his heart: it is impossible to work part-time, and it is impossible for him to work part-time in this life.
Really, assembly line work can really drive people to death.
That kind of boring, that kind of destruction to the human body's endurance is really unimaginable to those who have never experienced it.
Fortunately for Futukang, I can rest while assembling mobile phone parts, adjust my shift, and breathe a sigh of relief.
But the slaves here have been numbly using their magical power for several months, which is more vicious than any torture. Zhao Chu firmly believes that those who can survive are real warriors and real heroes.
"Let Wei Zhizi come to see me, by the way, with the Wenyuan realm who was just driven crazy!"
Zhao Chu nodded towards Wang Jiangjie, who immediately went to do it.