"Cultivation to two levels? That's really fast." King Tianyan once again expressed his emotion at Zhao Xing's cultivation talent.

"But whether it's enough depends on who the opponent is."

"The Soul-Destroying Bell is a soul attack method. When the enemy collects your items, they must want to use 'curse spells'. This type of spell is very strange, and only high-quality and powerful people can cast it."

King Tianyan thought about it and said: "This matter needs to be carefully planned. We have been watching this line for some time, and some big fish have not yet entered the net."

"I wonder if the prince can reveal something? I'm a little worried." Zhao Xing said.

After all, his home is in Dongyang County, and he also needs to know how far Tianji Temple has achieved.

"For example, the Chongming Prefecture's Supervisor of the Sea, Yin Qiquan, who is in the fourth grade. In the past few years, this person has archived the official documents you signed and collected many copies."

"In comparison, what those ordinary spies collected is nothing."

Zhao Xing was slightly startled and received an official document stating that these items are the best media items among curse spells.

Why? Because the official document approval not only contains your own words, but also your own opinions on how to handle the matter.

People say that writing is like a spirit, and when you approve official documents, your eyes, hands, and hearts are attentive. Compared with other things, it is not at the same level.

The bowls used for eating and the small toys made by hand cannot have a strong spiritual will like the approval of official documents.

Zhao Xing is the head of the shrine, and the official documents he approves must be made in triplicate. The first is to sign and pass them to lower-level government agencies. The second is to report and summarize them to the superior officials.

The third is archiving, which facilitates review and reference. In this way, even if the superior and inferior officials are replaced, you can still find out what decisions a certain official made in what year and month. In addition, this is also an important basis for official selection and evaluation.

"This matter is also caused by your training in the military world." King Tianyan said, "Originally it is not so easy to change the contract, but in the past two years, most of the official affairs of your society and temple have been handled by Chen Shijie, and he also used your seal to do it for you

Signed name."

"That's it." Zhao Xing suddenly realized.

If Chen Shijie handled the whole process, that would be fine.

All the files on file are Chen Shijie's signatures. Even if he uses his own official seal, it cannot be used as a medium.

The problem was that in order to make Chen Shijie less tired and give him time to practice, Zhao Xing went to handle official duties himself.

Therefore, in the archives, there are two official documents signed by Zhao Xing and signed by Chen Shijie.

Yin Qiquan found an opportunity, swapped some real contracts, and asked for more signings.

Originally, it didn't matter whether the archive was signed or not, it was also a very small matter.

But there is a difference in the eyes of the life officer, because it can be used to cast curse spells.

Yin Qiquan never imagined that Zhao Xing, a small fifth-grade person, was already so important, and he was already cautious enough, that there would be an official to keep an eye on such a trivial matter.

"Just wait until I come back the day after tomorrow, and don't act rashly."

"Yes." Zhao Xing nodded.

This wave of spies are now under the surveillance of King Tianyan. If he kills them, the other party may send more secretive spies by then, and it will not be that simple to find them again.

…………

After finishing the conversation with King Tianyan, Zhao Xing returned to the She Temple.

Although Tianji Palace has taken strong protective measures to protect these geniuses who want to enter Longting Ancient Land.

But Zhao Xing himself is still cautious and cannot place all his hopes on others.

So he practiced dream walking every day, covering the entire Dongyang County and carefully observing everyone's every move.

Two days later, King Tianyan rushed back to Xingchen Palace and summoned Zhao Xing.

February 7, the thirty-third year of the Jingxin calendar.

Two spies deployed in Dongyang County began to retreat.

On the same day, Zhao Xing, as the head of the shrine, went to "Longshi Island." to inspect the ritual matters in Longshi County.

That night, Yin Qiquan, who was overjoyed, went to the secret altar underground and burned the news into the messenger brazier.

Far away in the depths of the East China Sea, three sword-like underground peaks stand. Under the peaks, there is a crystal palace hidden.

"Pfft~"

Four incense candles as red as blood suddenly burned, sending out bursts of incense mist, and a burst of blazing flames emerged from the brazier under the Blood Spirit Venerable.

"Zhao Xing, the head of the Shen Shen Temple, will set off at 9 o'clock today to go to Dragonstone Island to host the Spring She Shen Festival. He is expected to arrive at noon on the 8th."

Lord Blood Spirit looked at the letter and nodded.

"After waiting for so long, I finally found an opportunity."

Zhao Xing is the seventh genius on the must-kill list. Actions against him started three years ago, but no suitable opportunity has been found.

Because Zhao Xing has his own body and a clone, this makes most assassination methods ineffective.

It is impossible for the Blood Spirit Lord to dispatch a large amount of manpower and material resources to kill a clone.

If you really do this, you will laugh out loud at your colleagues.

Physical attacks are basically ineffective.

That leaves only soul spells.

As a result, Zhao Xing was promoted to the She Shen Temple in Chongming Prefecture in the 30th year of Jingxinli.

This results in a soul assassination plan with a very low success rate.

Because the shrine is an institution under the temple.

Even if the Blood Spirit Venerable had the support of the Liang Wang Party, the Nanhuang Royal Court, and the Xuantian Sect, he would not be able to kill a fifth-grade official who was staying in the Fucheng Temple.

He just can't do anything!

Unless there is chaos in the Great Zhou Dynasty, the government-level temples within the territory of the Great Zhou Dynasty are absolutely restricted areas for Fangwai sects!

This has nothing to do with Zhao Xing's rank. As long as he stays in the government-level temple, even ordinary blood spirit masters can't kill him.

The only chance is for Zhao Xing to leave the city and go to other places. It would be better to go to sea!

"The Spring Society Sacrifice is an important sacrifice in the Great Zhou Dynasty. It is unlikely that Zhao Xing will go there in his avatar."

"This is the best opportunity." Lord Blood Spirit thought.

He subconsciously calculated with his fingers, and after a moment, he came to the conclusion:

"There's an 80% certainty that it's feasible."

Lord Blood Spirit nodded, and then walked to a part of the Crystal Palace [Lingfeng Hall].

"Boom~"

The door opened, and a ray of green light flickered, as if it was about to fall out of the door.

However, it was blocked by the barrier of two doors.

Lord Blood Spirit looked over and saw one hundred [Xuanbing Coffins] placed inside.

Every coffin is transparent.

Ninety of the coffins were empty inside.

There were only ten coffins with naked people sleeping inside.

Someone's coffin has an old almanac taped on the outside.

Some almanacs are very thick, while others only have a few thin pieces of paper left.

"I need to cast the blood curse killing technique. The mediums have been collected, but it still requires a lot of price. I wonder which senior is willing to sacrifice himself?" The Blood Spirit Lord handed over to the group of coffins.

No one responded, and Lord Blood Spirit smiled slightly: "It seems that everyone is willing, so I will be offended."

He walked towards the coffins.

In fact, the people inside these coffins cannot respond.

It was purely a sense of ritual that the Blood Spirit Venerable made for himself because he had been alone for too long.

He looked left and right, and he ignored all those old almanacs that were quite thick.

"It's better for you, you sleep so soundly."

"Unlike me, I can't sleep even if I'm not human or ghost."

"When will it be my turn to sleep?"

"Oh, I don't seem to be sleeping here, where will I sleep?" Lord Blood Spirit said to himself, with a bit of confusion in his eyes.

He came to a coffin. Inside was a burly middle-aged man, with a body four meters tall.

The Blood Spirit Venerable looked at the almanac: "Zhang Yao, the elder of the Xuantian Divine Sect and the guardian of the mountain, has been sleeping for 789,400 years and 400 years since the eighth era, and has been sleeping for 7,645 years now."

"The Xuantian almanac shows that you will reach the limit of sleep in only twenty-five years."

"Over seven thousand years, in this era, the chance of you waking up is less than 10%, and you are close to the limit of sleep..."

"It's just you."

"I will send you old man back to Xuantian." Lord Blood Spirit said to himself.

He tore off the last two almanac pages on the coffin.

"Buzz~"

The coffin shook slightly, and the cold air inside began to slowly dissipate.

Lord Blood Spirit rolled up the coffin and walked out.

After leaving Lingfeng Hall, he quickly closed the door.

Lord Blood Spirit brought the coffin to the altar.

Besides him, there are two other statues here.

"Brother, uncle, please protect me."

Lord Blood Spirit cupped his hands, and then carried the coffin to the side of the blood pool, quietly waiting for the sealing effect of the coffin to dissipate.
To be continued...