Hearing the question from the Lord of the Seventh Hall, the saint's eyes were gloomy, she pondered for a long time, and then slowly said: "There is only one possibility, his attainments in the Heavenly Fiend Blood Hidden Technique far exceed that of our entire clan."

"That's impossible!" The Thirteenth Palace Master immediately denied, "The Heavenly Fiend Blood Hidden Art is the secret method of our whole clan, and only the direct lineage can master the complete book."

The masters of the thirteen halls also have full surnames, except that the nine halls and ten halls must be held by full surnames, and the full surnames can also compete for the masters of other halls.

"That's what I said, but it's the only truth that excludes all the impossible." The saint shook her head.

The reason why she couldn't persuade her uncle was because the attainment of Tiansha Xueyin Gong was far behind her uncle.

Firstly, the uncle's bloodline is more orthodox, and he has received more inheritance.

Secondly, the other party is much older than her.

Thirdly, the other party is the leader.

It's not that her aptitude is far superior to that of her uncle, so her attainment is naturally much worse.

Do you really think that just a few words from Wen Rensheng can make the whole sect master accept his head and worship?

Those principles, if another person says it, the whole leader will first see if you are familiar with it.

The same reason, different people say, the effect is completely different.

"Ah? How is this possible?" The hall masters were shocked.

But upon reflection, this is the only possible reason.

They are all at the highest level, and they are familiar with Quan's surname's direct method, Tiansha Xueyin Gong.

Knowing that this technique can be cultivated to the spiritual realm in advance is equivalent to possessing innate power the day after tomorrow, and the various benefits in martial arts training can be imagined.

The saint guessed it right, Wen Rensheng's understanding of this exercise far exceeds that of his own clan.

When Master Quan asked the question, the two sides actually had a spiritual contest.

But no one can see it.

The Quan leader is crazy, but not stupid.

He will recognize Wen Rensheng as a teacher, that is because Wen Rensheng is really capable of being his teacher.

Otherwise, if you just come to a bad boy and say some mysterious words, just want him to be a teacher, then you will treat him as a fool.

"In that case, what should we do?" the Seventh Palace Master asked again.

"No matter how strong he is, he is still alone. Sooner or later, he will be alone. There are so many of us, as long as we separate him from the leader..." The thirteenth hall master said harshly.

He had hoped that the leader would continue to go crazy, and that sooner or later everyone would force him to abdicate, and then he would be able to inherit the position.

Well now, the core of the entire holy religion has been usurped by outsiders.

Not to mention the beauty of inheriting the leader, in a few days, he will be used as cannon fodder on the battlefield, responsible for being a scout and attacking cities and lands.

In the end, he was besieged to death by some masters in the big faction.

When the saint heard this, she got up and left without saying a word.

The hall masters looked at each other, then nodded to each other...

...

The next day, Master Quan trained with Teacher Wen Rensheng.

"Teacher, I think the soldiers and horses are already elite enough, are we going down the mountain?" Quan Jiaozhu was eager to try.

According to the concept taught by the teacher, there are a lot of watermelons in the mountain, and many of them are ripe.

For example Confucian scholars, county magistrates...

A child is half-cooked, a scholar is a little-cooked, a man is middle-cooked, a Jinshi is well-cooked, an official is well-cooked in one year, and it will rot in three years...

He can't wait to open the watermelon.

What the teacher said must be right!

He's going to taste those overripe watermelons!

"Well, it's time to go down the mountain. Let's take Wuguan County at the foot of the mountain as the first pilot." Wen Rensheng couldn't keep letting the soldiers practice in vain. The best way to practice warfare is actual combat.

"Okay, I'll make arrangements now." Except for his stubbornness towards watermelons, the leader of the sect is very proficient in other aspects. Otherwise, it would be impossible for him to be appointed as the leader of the leader by his father.

"Prepare the organizational structure after entering the city first. We must do a good job in the three departments of the Supervision Department, Inspection Department, and Administration Department, so that they can operate stably, and then organize the team for going to the countryside..." Wen Rensheng ordered again.

"Yes, teacher." Master Quan is like a primary school student listening to the teacher's nagging. Although he is bored, he has to obey obediently.

If you don't obey, you will be slapped in the face.

Wuguan County.

The county seat is tall, with a wall of twelve meters, which is far beyond the regulations of ordinary county seats.

When the first group of Holy Cult soldiers appeared under the banner of "the world is for the public", they fell into a panic.

There is a demon cult on the mountain.

This county was established in the early years to keep tabs on demon cultists.

In fact, there are similar counties at the foot of every major martial arts school.

However, after a long time, it was inevitable to be infiltrated by local snakes.

How could the power of the imperial court be maintained forever?

In the feudal era, the sky was high and the emperor was far away, which was an iron law.

Therefore, it didn't take long for someone to open the city gate to welcome the Holy Cult soldiers to enter the city.

Then it is to accept the yamen, the treasury, patrol the streets, martial law, and clean up the rebels...

Everything has been said and trained on the mountain.

But in practice, there are still many surprises.

For example, there were originally four thousand taels of silver in the treasury, but when the people from the Supervision Department came over, they found that only three thousand taels were left after a second inspection.

After careful questioning, it turned out that it was the first batch of soldiers who arrived, and someone divided them privately.

"Old Guo, your signboard of being a public in the world has been smashed by your own people."

On the mountain, Zhao Han, who saw this scene through Xiawang, yelled "Wow!" at Wen Rensheng, and rolled on the ground laughing after finishing speaking on Xiawang.

"Butler Wang, today, I want to eat dog meat pot." Wen Rensheng suddenly turned his head and said to the butler.

The butler immediately turned his attention to Zihuagou.

This dog is the fattest and tightest he has ever seen, and he knows how to exercise himself every day.

This is to enhance the taste to the extreme, and it really is a good dog.

A real dog should take the initiative to train itself in this way. It would be great if it could take the initiative to jump into the pot again.

Zhao Han quickly slipped away with his tail between his legs.

The teacher has always pursued perfection, so why did the students he taught become greedy for a thousand taels of silver just after they left the mountain?

She was also a little confused.

In fact, Wen Rensheng knew that it was because the cleaning time was too short.

Ideas collide with matter, pure white theory collides with white money. Obviously, the latter has a higher probability of victory.

At the same time, he also realized that the dragon **** was powerful.

The other party turned a group of refugees into fanatics in an instant.

Life is more important than money.

Now, if he meets the opponent, he is still not an opponent.

Fortunately, the dragon god's descent cannot be included in this script, so it can only be dealt with through indirect means.

As for the reason, it is probably because this is where the principals pay attention.

True power comes only with their collective permission.

"According to the law." Wen Rensheng said flatly.

He has already designed a perfect closed-loop management method~lightnovelpub.net~ The first layer is self-checking, and the second layer is the verification of the Supervision Department.

The last and most critical third layer is to publish it on Xiawang.com, so that the process of the first two layers can be verified by everyone.

The more open, the more fair.

This is the law of society. Under the watchful eyes of everyone, no one dared to say that the private division was right.

The more closed, the darker it is.

Without Xiawang, it will only fall into the vicious circle of feudal society. The more supervision, the more costly it will be, and it will not be sustainable.

Why the feudal society uses Confucian morality to govern, in order to reduce costs, hoping to teach everyone to be a moral person, so as to save supervision costs.

However, just like now, the real money of white flowers can easily defeat the theoretical thinking that seems to be correct and perfect.

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