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Author's words: Thanks to Xiao Wang and Qiao Feng for the rewards.

Thanks to Qiaofeng, the coin that doesn’t sleep at nine o’clock.

Chapter 166 Punishment

The Mingyuan Jue was running on its own, constantly absorbing supernatural energy and transforming it into true qi.

Zhao Cheng had never had such a strong and powerful true energy before, and his body seemed to be floating in the air.

Knowing that this was the restlessness caused by the rapid growth of the amount of true Qi, he quickly calmed his mind into the abyss.

The divine consciousness was enveloped by the icy abyss, and the floating feeling gradually faded away.

Zhao Cheng watched quietly as the energy was sucked into the Nether Abyss, ground, and finally disappeared.

However, as this process continued, the amount of mud-like substances at the bottom of the abyss increased.

Zhao Cheng didn’t know what that was, he just saw that the seeds of Tao would take root in it.

The tender buds from the Tao seeds have now turned into branches, with young leaves growing on them in an orderly manner.

More and more Tao seeds sank into the abyss, and the roots growing underneath them became denser and denser, with some taking root in the soil and some floating in the abyss.

Zhao Cheng didn't know how much time had passed before the energy he had absorbed gradually dried up.

Until no more energy was transmitted, Zhao Cheng's spiritual consciousness floated up, he opened his eyes and looked at Tingxiu with some concern.

The white energy fluid all over her body gradually enveloped her. At the same time, her mind turned, and the vast true Qi entered Tingxiu's body, rushing into her dantian as usual and began to open up the abyss.

Tingxiu's brows, which had been furrowed in her sleep, slowly relaxed, and her slightly tense body leaned relaxedly in Zhao Cheng's arms.

Zhao Cheng felt relieved. It was obvious that the disappearance of energy just now had a great impact on her.

Time flows.

Chen Yiping and Huang Xiu'e were sitting on the sofa next door, and the wall adjacent to Zhao Cheng's room was filled with all kinds of sundries.

But through the debris, you can still vaguely see faint traces of water stains that have not yet dried.

Just over two hours later, the charming atmosphere had completely disappeared.

The two girls looked focused at this moment, their fingers tapping quickly on the laptop keyboards, countless commands were issued, and posts and videos appeared one after another on various forum video websites.

The figure of the archbishop loudly proclaiming God's grace in front of the church always appears among them, and under the control of the two girls, a large number of praise posts follow, full of praise for the gods.

A small number of voices have begun to attack other religions, denounce politics, and attack the chaebols.

The Xingyao AI host nearby was flickering with light, and computing power was pouring out to defend against the attacks that were constantly trying to break through and track it.

The hot topics in this regard are rising rapidly and quickly appear on the hot news rankings of major portals.

At the same time, another force joined in, and a large number of videos from different perspectives were exposed again, with unanimous praise for the archbishop.

The topic of the angel's coming and Christ's rebirth has skyrocketed, and it is reflected in the topic of the church's apparitions on various popular lists.

For a time, countless media and self-media took action like sharks smelling blood, digging out more information about the parties involved, and some even started live broadcasts in front of the church.

The top three topics quickly topped the list and remained firmly at the top.

The two girls breathed a sigh of relief, and the electronic tentacles that had been reaching out to the world were quickly retracted, severing the connection, and Xingyao's faint light gradually stopped shining.

The fire has been lit, and they don't need to follow up on the subsequent developments. The mission is accomplished.

Chen Yiping and Huang Xiu'e looked at each other, clapped their hands in celebration, stood up and stretched, showing off their two graceful figures.

However, their eyes involuntarily turned to the adjacent wall, and then turned around the pile of debris. They looked at each other, then turned away with red faces.

The air in the room was filled with awkwardness and silence.

The New Gospel Church headquarters, the room of the leader.

Jin Shengen was kneeling on the ground with a whiteboard in front of him, on which were hot spot maps of major portals.

Behind him, Bishop Gao was also kneeling with his head bowed.

The leader sat on the edge of the bed, wearing only a white robe to cover his thin body.

His hands, covered with age spots, were propped up on his legs, and his cloudy eyes on his old face were half-open and half-closed, as if he was asleep.

But the two people kneeling on the ground did not dare to show any disrespect. Jin Shengen trembled even more as he watched the rising heat.

"Get up."

Chi Mu's voice echoed in the silent room.

Jin Shengen did not get up, but his body trembled even more violently.

Bishop Gao did not dare to stand up when he saw this. This was the first time he met the head of the church. However, in such an atmosphere, he felt that his future was full of uncertainty.

"Cough, cough, cough..."

Jin Huixi started coughing violently, his body hunched over. The maid beside him hurriedly supported him, gently stroking his dry back and chest, with white light seeping from her hands.

The old man felt much better, but his voice became weaker and weaker: "It seems that what I said is really useless!"

Hearing this, Jin Shengen stood up hurriedly, and Bishop Gao did the same.

"Find a healthy person from the confessional, and ask Ci'en Temple to send someone over." Jin Huixi ordered.

The maid took the order and left. Jin Shengen's body trembled even more violently, but Bishop Gao was a little confused.

After a while, the maid brought two people.

Walking in front was a young man with a square and old-fashioned face. Even when he saw the leader, he just bowed to show respect and did not say a word.

Jin Huixi nodded at him, which surprised Bishop Gao. He had never heard of these two places. It seemed that they were specially set up at the headquarters.

Following behind him was also a young man, but with shackles on his hands. He had a lively look in his eyes and kept looking around.

"Get the rattan and give it to him." The old man said to the maid, nodding his chin at the man with the square and old-fashioned face.

The maid nodded and took out a stick about 1 meter long and as thick as an egg, dotted with spikes, from the drawer of the bookcase.

After the square-faced young man took the whip, Jin Huixi said to him, "Ten times." He nodded his chin at Jin Shengen.

Jin Shengen, who had already been shaking like a sieve, suddenly knelt on the ground, took two steps on his knees and tried to hug the old man's legs, crying and shouting:

"Dad! I was wrong. I really know I was wrong. Please don't hit me. Please don't hit me."

The maid stepped forward and stood in front of the old man to block Jin Shengen.

The young man with a stern and square face seemed not to hear his crying and did not care about his identity as the son of the chief priest.

He walked forward, pulled Jin Shengen away, ripped open his shirt, and swung his fist around to hit him on the back.

With just one blow, the place where he was hit was torn into pieces, and blood and flesh flew everywhere. Drops of blood splattered on Bishop Gao's face, making him tremble with fear.

Jin Shengen howled miserably, lying on the ground, with white light flashing from his hands as he tried to heal himself.

But the square-faced young man stepped on his back with force and hit him with two more sticks.

Jin Shengen seemed like a fat pig being pinned down and slaughtered in a pasture, his screams were shrill and miserable, and his back was covered in blood.

Jin Huixi slowly clenched his hands that were supporting his legs, and finally shouted at the fifth baton: "Stop, five is enough."

Chapter 167 Leader

The stern-looking young man stopped and handed the bramble to the maid. He still had no expression on his face, as if he had only done something insignificant.

The maid held the bramble in her hand, and some flesh and blood dripped onto the ground from the sharp thorns, or flowed down her palms and wrists and stained her clothes. She remained unmoved and just stood there quietly.

The young man with sharp eyes was now trembling with fear. He huddled in the corner, looking at the people in the field without saying a word.

Bishop Gao was silent, with his hands folded on his abdomen, half bent over, expressionless, but his hands were clenched so tightly that they were pale and bloodless. If the son of the leader of the church had to endure such punishment, then what about himself?

Jin Shengen was lying on the ground, unable to get up. His back was covered in tatters. He stretched out his hand tremblingly to get treatment, and heard Jin Huixi say:

"Starting today, after all your injuries have healed, you can hit me three more times."

After that, he said to the old-fashioned young man, "You come to supervise."

He turned around and said to the young man cowering in the corner:

"You will carry out the order. If you don't fight, you will take these three blows together."

After saying this, he no longer paid attention to the young man and said to Jin Shengen who was lying on the ground:

"Starting tomorrow, you will be an ordinary monk. You will hide your identity and start from scratch."

Finally, he turned his gaze to Bishop Gao, and his tone was much gentler: "Bishop Gao, Gao Yongmin, starting tomorrow, you will also be an ordinary monk, and accompany him."

Gao Yongmin raised his head, looked at the leader in disbelief, and said excitedly: "Yes, yes, I will definitely do my best to accompany him."

A smile appeared on Jin Huixi's face and he nodded with satisfaction.

"Everyone get out, except him."

He nodded his chin at Jin Shengen who was lying on the ground.

The young man with a stern face turned around first, took the whip from the maid's hand, pulled up the shivering young man with one hand, and walked out first.

Gao Yongmin politely made way at the door and followed them out. The maid came last. After she went out and closed the door gently, she stood by the door and waited quietly.

Jin Huixi in the room asked:

"Tell me, do you know what you did wrong?"

Jin Shengen raised his head, his face covered with snot and tears, and said tremblingly:

"I shouldn't use my powers in public! You told me! I should have listened."

"Alas." The old man sighed heavily. Was he still spoiling her? But he also beat her a lot?

His eyes swept across his bloody and torn hideous back, revealing a look of pity.

"You should treat it first, but don't cure it completely."

Jin Shengen felt as if he had been pardoned. He stretched out his hand, which was glowing white, and tried hard to treat the back. The patient was obedient and only partly treated. His expression felt much better.

Jin Huixi waited patiently for him to finish the treatment before saying, "Think about it again, what else is wrong?"

Jin Shengen thought hard for a while, then suddenly realized, "I should ask everyone around me to delete the video immediately and not spread it!"

Jin Huixi's breathing became much heavier. After trying to hold back, she still couldn't help but curse, "Why did I give birth to such an idiot like you!!!"

Then he stood up angrily and kicked Jin Shengen down, and his movements did not seem as old as he had appeared before.

After kicking, he sat back on the bed, panting, not knowing how much of it was from anger and how much from tiredness.

"Dad, don't be angry. Tell me about it and I will study hard."

Jin Shengen stood up, knelt down in front of his knees with a flattering look on his face, hugged the old man's calves and said.

Jin Huixi touched his ginger curly hair and sighed in his heart. Who made him have only this one son?

"Can't you let everyone enter the church together? Can't you invite their family to visit? If heresy appears in the church, who can predict what the crowd will do when they are excited?"

Jin Huixi said with a look of disappointment.

"Even if you didn't do all these, why didn't you block the video online afterwards? Why didn't you check his information? What's the background of the young man who could confront you? Can't you make friends with him without killing him?!"

As he asked more questions, he became more and more angry. He threw a tablet beside the bed and shouted:

"Take a good look at it yourself. This was found by Gao Yongmin. He has so many resources around him but doesn't know how to use them. He is such a waste!!!"

Jin Shengen picked up the tablet and looked at it carefully, not caring about Jin Huixi's insults. He had had too many such experiences since he was a child.

But after reading it, I felt a little disdainful, but I didn't dare show it on my face.

But how could Jin Huixi not understand him? She lamented in her heart why she gave birth to such a son who was as stupid as a pig. Is the so-called partial reproductive isolation really so terrible?

For a moment, even his speech became weak, as if he had returned to his old and frail state. He said:

"You look down on me because I'm a bastard?"

Jin Shengen saw that the old man was angry and did not dare to nod.

"Ah, to be summoned by Park Wang Cheng, do you think he is an ordinary illegitimate child? Would Park Wang Cheng meet an illegitimate child just for the sake of family affection?"

Jin Shengen thought about it and showed a look of sudden enlightenment. He still knew the information of the heads of various groups by heart, but he just didn't think about it in this way.

Jin Huixi shook his head and asked with the last glimmer of hope:

"Do you know what's going on with your subsequent arrangements? Think about it carefully!"