After searching for an hour in vain, Lu Haochu, who was watching them, narrowed his eyes slightly, but was not surprised.
He thought to himself: What is this temple up to? They transferred so many people here, but they are not great masters of the Golden Core Stage, and they are not used for interrogation. How can they investigate?
After Zhao Si and others found nothing, they left the crime scene and just walked downstairs to the community, they saw an elderly couple in their fifties kneeling there, crying and shouting, holding the black-and-white photo of the deceased in their hands.
"My son! A life is gone just like that. Damn Changchun Gong!"
The cries of tragedy echoed for a thousand meters around, and countless people gathered in a group to discuss the matter, some of whom were holding up their phones to take pictures.
Zhao Si paused for a moment, then continued moving forward.
Lu Haochu walked beside him and said in a neither loud nor soft voice: "These are the deceased's parents, farmers who have been buried in the fields all their lives. Somehow they got the news of the deceased's death. We asked them, and they said they suddenly wanted to come and see their son."
The death news of all the dead in the intelligence was controlled within a certain range. Although it had been spread in a small range on the Internet, overall less than 5% of the people knew about it, and the farmers in the countryside were obviously not among the 5%.
"Have you verified its authenticity?" Zhao Si asked.
"They are all true, but we suspect someone has used magic to give them some kind of psychological hint." Lu Haochu shook his head slightly from side to side, and glanced at the surroundings. Then he lowered his voice and continued, "I arrested them before to avoid further impact, but the sect asked me to let them go."
"." Zhao Si widened his eyes slightly and lowered his voice: "Can I run in time now?"
First it was the sect, then the government, and then the Shangqing Palace.
The sect intended to stop the public version of the practice method, attacked the Zhongshu Mansion, and then the army surrounded the mountain and sealed the temple. In such a situation, shouldn't the main focus be on suppressing the impact? Why did Shangqing Palace let Lu Haochu release him? What is this operation?
Is Shangqing Palace going to go against Brother Yi?
He felt like he was standing on a frozen river in winter, and with every step he took he was afraid that the ice would collapse and swallow him up.
"Okay, take me with you. Let's have a fight here now." Lu Haochu said solemnly, "If I lose to you later, you can say that I hooked up with your fiancée and take me to Tiandu for your brother Yi to judge."
"Damn it, you're ruining my reputation, aren't you?"
"Reputation is small, life is big."
"Don't be afraid, Lao Lu. I will protect you."
The two of them argued with each other. Lu Haochu was serious, and although Zhao Si was scared, he had no intention of leaving.
There is a fairy behind him, so he can keep his life no matter how serious the situation gets. What is there to be afraid of?
——
Another three days passed, and the confrontation between the army and the sect maintained a delicate balance. The army surrounded but did not attack, and the sect did not put up much resistance from beginning to end.
The news of the encirclement of the mountain and the closure of the temple had already spread to the people, and the movements of the armies could not be concealed from the outside world. Moreover, some of the sects were located in famous mountains and rivers because they had spiritual energy eyes.
Although it is impossible to produce spirit stones, the concentration of spiritual energy is higher than that of the outside world.
This was the price Zhoudi paid in order to get the help of the sect. If it weren't for the existence of Shangqing Palace, I'm afraid Zhoudi would have been like Zhaodi, with most of the spiritual eyes in the hands of the sect. The spiritual vein that can produce spiritual stones is the red line of the government. People back then were very far-sighted and guarded this red line.
Dateng Mountain, one of the major mountains in Qingzhou, runs from northeast to southwest, is about 110 kilometers long and 45 kilometers wide.
The mountain is tall and majestic, surrounded by white clouds from a distance. Every morning, white smoke climbs up the mountain like waves.
There are several scattered Taoist temples on the top of the mountain. Taoist priests in Taoist robes gather in groups of three or five, looking up at the sky from time to time, with a hint of fear and uneasiness in their eyes.
Fighter jets flew over from time to time, making bursts of sonic booms. A troop stationed at the foot of the mountain had already aimed its artillery at this place.
They were surrounded by the army, and they didn't know why. Even during the White Lotus Rebellion when the relationship between the government and the monks was at its most tense, there was no army surrounding this place.
At the top of the main peak, Holy Temple Mountain, there is a large hall that was built in recent years.
A Xuantian Taoist was sitting cross-legged on a cushion, and strands of sound transmission came into his ears from the void. That was the communication method of other Jindan cultivators, endless quarrels and irritability, and everyone was questioning each other.
".The Zhongshu Mansion was attacked. Did they attack themselves, or did we have a fool among us?"
".Those mortals are bullying me too much, I might as well rebel against them. I can practice wherever I go, I won't tolerate this!"
".Don't act on impulse. The government doesn't necessarily want to kill us all, otherwise the army would have come here long ago. They may just want to lower the stakes and reduce our demands."
".Rebellion is waiting to be pacified, but some people don't want us to be pacified."
"We killed the people, burned down the printing house, and attacked the Zhongshu Mansion."
In the end, it all came down to one sentence: they fell into the trap.
The promotion of Changchun Gong cannot withstand false accusations. They only need to kill some public figures who are considered to be practicing Changchun Gong in the eyes of the people, and thus they can achieve their goal.
Xuantian Taoist and others wanted the government to guarantee their cultivation needs. As for how to guarantee it, they prepared two ways for the government. One is to give them spiritual veins that can produce spiritual stones, so that they can help promote the public version of the cultivation method.
The second way is to directly interrupt the promotion of the public version of the practice method, or at least reduce its influence to the greatest extent possible.
The original plan was to slowly put pressure on the government. When enough people died, the influence would grow and the pressure on the government would gradually increase. In the end, their goal would be achieved no matter what. Even if they had to break up, it was better than just watching the government completely control the spiritual energy.
My dear, there is more to this chapter. Please click on the next page to continue reading. It’s even more exciting later!
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com