Huangxiu

Chapter 1215 Found
“If this continues, the merits of your four sects will be greater. The merit of destroying a sect far surpasses that of a single evil demon.”

"Brother Huang, doesn't your Exorcism Division have any information about those evil sects?"

"If you can't infiltrate, how can you gain control?"

"Isn't there any top-notch stealth and ambush techniques?" Chu Zhiyuan asked.

"Some methods of concealing one's aura are not top-notch enough and cannot fool those evil spirits."

“I do have a method,” Chu Zhiyuan said thoughtfully.

Huang Zhengyang laughed and said, "Is it even stronger than the secret techniques of our Demon Extermination Division?"

"Maybe it really is stronger," Chu Zhiyuan said with a smile.

He took a thin booklet out of his pocket and handed it over.

This booklet is brand new.

Huang Zhengyang took it and opened it, seeing that the handwriting was also new, and looked up at him.

Chu Zhiyuan said, "I also obtained it from elsewhere, and it is indeed extremely wonderful."

Huang Zhengyang smiled and put it away, saying, "I won't thank you."

The sect's secret techniques cannot be passed on to outsiders, but if they are obtained from elsewhere, even if they are of high quality, they can be disposed of at will.

Chu Zhiyuan wouldn't give away ordinary secret techniques; they must be extremely ingenious.

If the ability to conceal one's aura can be enhanced, the improvement to the entire Exorcism Division will be enormous.

Chu Zhiyuan smiled and waved his hand: "I also heard some news that there will be a large-scale attack on the city gates in the next few days."

Huang Zhengyang's expression turned solemn.

Chu Zhiyuan said, "At least two or even three evil sects would force their way in, thus creating an opportunity to storm into the imperial city."

"A top expert from the heretical sect is going to enter the imperial city?"

"Yes."

"Damn it!" Huang Zhengyang gritted his teeth.

If demons were to break into the imperial city, I, as the deputy director, could not hope to be promoted to director, and I might not even be able to keep my position as deputy director.

Chu Zhiyuan said, "This is also an opportunity for the Exorcism Division. Of course, I will also inform the city guards."

He had an excellent relationship with Ding Huanchun, so of course he couldn't hide the news.

"Brother Chu, you are truly a master of social graces and adept at handling all situations."

"Ha ha……"

"...The city guards are prepared, and with us in tow, we can hold off these guys!"

Chu Zhiyuan said, "They will have an inside man."

"An inside man... Heh, some of these guys are really ruthless." Huang Zhengyang shook his head: "Sometimes I find it hard to understand these people's thinking. Why not be a human being, but choose to be a ghost!"

Chu Zhiyuan said, "It's either greed or fear. Some are coerced, while others willingly submit."

The Evil Lord's memories allowed him to learn some of the Giant Spirit Sect's techniques.

These are also some of the common methods used by heretical sects, which are enough to control ordinary people.

Threatening with the lives of loved ones, or even their own lives, coupled with a powerful deterrent to instill fear, makes it almost impossible to fail.

However, not all inside agents are coerced; many are willing to be lackeys in hopes of obtaining a quick way to achieve success.

These people are often ambitious but mediocre.

“People…” Huang Zhengyang shook his head: “That’s why evil sects are so hard to eradicate.”

The allure of evil practices is too great, resonating with human nature and desires, making them impossible to sever.

Chu Zhiyuan nodded.

The two arrived at a magnificent gate.

The vermilion gate was studded with copper nails, four black-clad experts stood with their hands on their swords, and two white jade lions stood fiercely as if they had come to life, ready to pounce at any moment.

The two stone lions, combined with the menacing aura of the four black-clad experts, would send chills down people's spines and give them goosebumps from afar.

It was as if a ferocious beast was already upon them, and a knife was already at their throat.

The vermilion gate slowly opened, and an old man in a green robe stepped out over the high threshold.

He was of medium build and clean-cut.

His eyebrows and hair were silver-white without a single blemish, he had no beard under his chin, and his skin was as clear and white as mutton fat jade. He held a whisk in his hand.

He clasped his hands in a fist and smiled slightly: "Are you Lord Huang and Mr. Chu?"

"Indeed, sir, thank you for your trouble." Huang Zhengyang clasped his hands in a fist salute.

Chu Zhiyuan smiled and clasped his hands in a fist salute.

"Mr. Chu, please follow me," the old man in the green robe said with a smile.

Chu Zhiyuan said: "Thank you, sir."

The Imperial Ancestral Temple is of extremely high rank, and the officials in charge here are all of very high rank, even higher than Huang Zhengyang.

The old man in the green robe turned and walked inside.

Chu Zhiyuan nodded to Huang Zhengyang and followed the old man in the green robe into the Imperial Ancestral Temple.

He first restrained his supernatural senses, refraining from directly observing all directions to avoid causing trouble.

The moment he stepped over the high, copper threshold, the atmosphere before him changed abruptly. Solemn, profound, clear, and vast.

He felt as if his entire mind had been inexplicably cleansed, and he suddenly became calm.

Many distracting thoughts seemed to be washed away instantly, leaving the mind clean and pure.

Only this world before him mattered; everything else in the world was insignificant and had nothing to do with him anymore.

Calm and serene, solemn and respectful.

This doesn't require any adjustment; you automatically enter this state the moment you step over the threshold.

Chu Zhiyuan resisted the temptation to unleash his superhuman senses.

I really want to figure out what's been arranged around here to get to this point.

After entering the gate and turning past the screen wall, you will see a wide open square.

Chu Zhiyuan was not surprised by the spaciousness of the square, which was about the size of a stadium in his previous life. Behind it was a grand hall.

Above the nine steps, the main hall resembles a colossal beast, crouching and overlooking the heavens and earth.

The old man in the green robe moved lightly, as if stepping on water, silently and seemingly slowly, but in fact extremely fast.

Chu Zhiyuan followed him across the white jade-paved plaza, up the steps, and into the main hall.

There is a water trough made of bluestone outside the main hall.

He wisely stepped forward to wash his hands.

The old man in the green robe smiled and said, "It seems Mr. Chu knows the rules."

Chu Zhiyuan said, "Huang Sizheng told me about it."

The old man in the green robe smiled and said, "That would be excellent. Please follow me."

He led Chu Zhiyuan into the main hall, where there were rows of screens.

The screen is painted with landscape paintings, all in a majestic and imposing style.

The old man in the green robe bowed slightly.

Chu Zhiyuan went behind a screen.

Behind the screen was a clothes rack, on which were black robes.

Chu Zhiyuan took off his outer garment and put on this black robe.

The golden sword had already been placed inside the silver ring.

They stepped out from behind the screen and followed the old man in the green robe through the main hall.

Exiting through the north gate of the main hall, there is another open square behind it.

The square is more open, with a circular altar in the center, and four large halls on the four sides of the altar, all with double-eaved hip roofs.

Upon seeing the double-eaved hip roof, he knew it was the main structure of the Imperial Ancestral Temple, where the various members of the imperial family resided.

The different colors of the roofs indicate their different identities.

Azure, crimson, blue, black.

The roof of the Prince Zhuang's Mansion is red.

The other three princes should be turquoise, Prince Cheng should be black, and Prince Ying should be blue.

He sensed the powerful aura circulating within the four halls, surging towards him.

The old man in the green robe asked, "Mr. Chu, which former emperor or ancestor do you wish to pay your respects to?"

"Let's start over there," Chu Zhiyuan said, pointing to the crimson double-eaved hall.

"Please, Mr. Chu," the old man in the green robe said solemnly.

Chu Zhiyuan looked serious as he slowly descended the steps, crossed the plaza, and arrived at the foot of the altar.

Four old men sat on the altar, motionless like statues.

They seemed completely unaware of Chu Zhiyuan's arrival.

Chu Zhiyuan knew that they were using their power to sweep away his forces, over and over again.

These four elders, all at the peak of their ninth level of cultivation, were ready to rush at him at any moment.

He simply clasped his hands in a salute, then turned and went to the outside of the main hall on the south side.

Standing outside the main hall, he closed his eyes and remained motionless.

The super-sensory perception slowly activated, covering an area of ​​100 meters around the user.

Standing atop the mountain, Zhu Lingyun suddenly closed his eyes, his mind instantly leaving his body and entering Chu Zhiyuan's mind.

The next moment, he opened his eyes, his mind already back to itself.

In the blink of an eye, he had already completed his connection with the Imperial Ancestral Temple.

Thus, they sensed that wondrous treasure.

There really is a rare treasure!
The treasure was on that altar, in the center of the four old men.

Chu Zhiyuan opened his eyes.

At this moment, the four old men also opened their eyes, their expressions solemn and serious, their piercing gazes fixed on him.

Chu Zhiyuan turned around and calmly met their scrutiny.

(End of this chapter)