Chapter 121 The magical power of Shinto, the three-headed and six-armed Dharma image!
“This time when Jia Cong came to Jiangnan, he entered Nanjing twice, but he never set foot on Ningrong Street.”

“Can’t you see it?”

“what?”

A few questions directly led to the use of various shady means.

The members of the twelve branches of the Jinling Jia family, who only knew how to make small moves behind the scenes, felt ashamed.

“Ancestor!”

“The Zhen family…the Zhen family was exterminated by Marquis Zi Yi!”

“There’s a lot of commotion outside.”

Just then, the servant who served Jia An heard the news outside and ran in to report.

“What? The Zhen family was exterminated?”

“This……”

“The Zhen family still has the old Concubine Zhen in the palace…”

The members of the Zhen family who had come to complain and wanted to instigate Jia An to use seniority to suppress Jia Cong became panicked when they heard this.

“Humph! How come the Jia family has produced a bunch of trash like you!”

“Go away, and don’t dirty my yard.”

“Also, if anyone still feels depressed, please don’t drag others down!”

When Jia An saw this scene, he became more and more impatient.

He hit the man hard with the cane and started to chase him away.

“Fourth uncle…then we will take our leave.”

“I’ll come back another day to pay my respects to you, old man.”

Everyone looked at each other, and a few prestigious ones had no choice but to step forward and salute.

As for revenge…

What revenge!

The most urgent thing now is to go to their house and apologize.

Even the Zhen family said that if they wanted to exterminate the clan, then they would exterminate the clan…

So what’s wrong with all these people?

……

“Hahahaha!”

“Yeah!”

“I have long disliked the Zhen family. You are just a vassal… but now you dare to stand above your master and act wildly.”

“So what if we are disunited? After all, you can’t write two Jias with one stroke…”

“After a few years, I can finally go see my big brother with peace of mind.”

After the few people left, the room was filled with Jia An’s uncontrollable laughter.

……

Shenjing City

Emperor Palace

A year ago, a cold made Old Concubine Zhen seriously ill, and she has not recovered yet.

He is nearly eighty years old and has never practiced cultivation.

In essence, his life span was coming to an end, and even the imperial physicians who practiced Confucianism and Taoism in the Imperial Hospital were helpless.

The atmosphere in Huangji Palace has been terribly depressing these days.

Emperor Kaiyuan had already beaten to death several eunuchs and palace maids.

Even singing, dancing and elegant music have not appeared for more than a month.

After returning from a visit to Empress Dowager Zhen’s palace early this morning, Emperor Kaiyuan drank alone in the cold palace.

At this time, Dai Quan walked in cautiously.

Seeing this scene, I subconsciously wanted to leave.

But he was stopped by Emperor Kaiyuan.

“Come in, is there anything else you want to hide from me?”

“I dare not. I just saw that the emperor was in a bad mood… I thought I would report it tomorrow…”

Dai Quan heard the anger in Emperor Kaiyuan’s words and quickly knelt on the ground with a plop.

After all, the emperor’s heart is hard to predict.

“Okay, you old bastard have been with me for decades.”

“Can I really vent my anger on you?”

The deliberately frightened look did arouse some sympathy in Emperor Kaiyuan.

The tone slowed down a bit.

“Show it to me, what happened?”

“Slave, you obey!”

Dai Quan lowered his head and handed over the urgent report sent from Nanjing City.

“Zhen family…”

“Has the clan been exterminated by Jia Cong?”

The imagined thundering wrath did not happen after Emperor Kaiyuan read the urgent report.

Just a frown.

“Your Majesty, this is a memorial personally submitted by Zheng Hong, the garrison commander of Nanjing…”

“The second and third sons of the Zhen family coveted the salt profits of Marquis Zi Yi, and used some tricks.”

……

“Useless thing!”

Emperor Shunde just glanced at the Zhen family’s property and threw the memorial on the table next to him.

“Send this memorial to the emperor and let him handle it.” “Jia Cong, this is expressing your dissatisfaction to the royal family…”

“I can’t even wait five years.”

“I want you to quickly pass the power to the fourth brother so that he can return home and practice in peace.”

He was a man of few wits and wisdom, but he ruled the world for more than 40 years.

Your own!
Royal!
Of the world!
clearly.

How could Emperor Kaiyuan allow his personal feelings to affect the overall situation?

The Zhen family will be destroyed sooner or later, it is just a matter of time.

However, what Jia Cong deliberately expressed made Emperor Kaiyuan quite satisfied.

If any other minister dared to secretly interfere with the transition of royal power, it would definitely be a way to death.

Just put it on Jia Cong!

Ten-year-old Yin God!

Even if this cannot be considered as returning home, it is just something that can be planned for Emperor Shunde.

If the court is in danger in the future, nine out of ten times he will not stand idly by.

that’s enough.

“The slave obeys the order!”

……

Jinling
Xue Family
“Miaoyu greets the Lord!”

Midnight
Miaoyu came here on orders from Ningbo Prefecture.

“Sister Miaoyu, there’s no need to be so polite!”

Jia Cong used his divine power to help him up.

“Is everything going smoothly in Ningbo Prefecture?”

“In reply to the Lord, if you hadn’t invited me, I would have come here in a few days.”

“In the past few days, we have discovered many souls with merits that can be enshrined as ghosts and gods.”

The duty of the Chief of the Yin and Yang Department is to assist the City God in supervising the overall management of the Yin and Yang worlds.

In the ten prefectures of Jiangnan, Shintoism began to flourish.

Among them, Ningbo Prefecture is almost blank.

These days, Miaoyu has been doing business in Ningbo Prefecture.

In broad daylight, he transformed himself into a human being and led a team of ghosts and gods to buy up land under the name of the Xue family or the Lin family.

Rent land cheaply and build temples.

At night, eliminate evil spirits and search for souls of merit.

With Jia Cong providing a large amount of silver and money behind the scenes.

Now there has been a lot of improvement.

“Thank you for your hard work, sister.”

After a few casual words, Jia Cong finally got to the point.

“There is a good thing about calling my sister here this time.”

As he spoke, Jia Cong took out the box he had obtained from the Zhen family during the day from the Shendao seal.

Open the box.

The statue with three heads and six arms was revealed.

“Master, what is this?”

Miaoyu is now also a deity, and she can tell at a glance the rich power of incense contained in the box.

“I will help Sister Miaoyu refine this statue!”

In the past two days, Jia Cong studied the statue of the Zhen family.

There were quite a few discoveries.

When the statue was refined, most of the strange magic of the tribes on the grassland was used.

The mutton-fat jade statue outside is integrated with the seal inside.

It is a rare treasure.

By using divine power to refine the treasure into the body, one can absorb the power of the incense contained therein.

Allow the gods to grow in cultivation.

Beside Jia Cong, both he and the Blood Dragon have reached the fourth level of strength.

As Xue Baochai’s bloodline awakens, she can break through the realm without any external help within a month.

After much thought, Miaoyu is the only one most suitable to refine this treasure.

Say it.

The statue flew over Miaoyu’s head, and Jia Cong had an idea.

The divine power enveloped Miaoyu and guided the divine power in her body to fly out.

Transformed into divine fire.

The two were originally subordinates, so mobilizing and guiding the divine power was effortless for them.

Another benefit of this is that it can refine and purify the mixed incense in the statue.

“Buzz!”

With the divine fire added to its body, the three-headed, six-armed statue emitted a faint golden light.

But it was under the management of the Zhen family for so many years.

The statue has already developed some vague intelligence.

Knowing that the danger of destruction was imminent, he instinctively resisted the burning of the divine fire.

It’s a pity that he doesn’t have a complete Shinto heritage or a clear spiritual mind.

This resistance was too weak in front of Jia Cong.

(End of this chapter)