I am against feudal superstition, so I light incense on my midnight rice!

Chapter 67: The rating of the Demon-Suppressing Temple is unknown, Jiang Chen’s rating is SSS!
And at the headquarters of the Chengdu Governor's Office.

Inside the file room, several people from the Supernatural Bureau looked at the files in their hands in disbelief.

"Minister Gao, did you say that the Taoist priest asked the gods to kill that thing?" Xiang Lei stared at Gao Pengyuan with wide eyes.

"Could it be fake? The file can't be written randomly. You saw the video, and we were also there at the time." Gao Pengyuan pointed to the big screen.
"You're kidding me, are you kidding me? How could anyone possibly call upon the gods? It's so far-fetched it's hard to believe."

The people from the Supernatural Bureau looked at each other and expressed disbelief.

In the video, when the majestic shadow appeared, a powerful oppression struck the soul, making people unable to help but bow their heads. The yin energy in their bodies was actually trembling, as if they would be destroyed in the next moment.

He no longer had the incomparably powerful energy he once had, nor did he even have the courage to face that majestic figure.

"If you don't believe me, you can go to the mass grave outside the city and take a look. It's best not to disturb Master Jiang, otherwise the consequences will be serious."

Gao Pengyuan glanced at the few people with a meaningful look, and then kindly called up the replay of Shen Ge's live broadcast from the previous one or two hours.

When they saw Brother Shen breaking steel bars with his bare hands, chopping wrenches with his iron palms, and shaking rebar with his iron fists, they all became silent.

These ruthless people were simply superhuman before they became ghost controllers, and they could only do this by using their abilities.

However, even such a ruthless man could not survive more than three moves at the hands of Taoist Wang who was cleaning the Demon-Suppressing Temple. The strong man weighing more than 200 pounds was thrown more than ten meters away.

Jiang Chen, who always had a smile on his face, was even more unfathomable, like an abyss or an ocean. The burly Lin Zhengxiong seemed to be even stronger than Brother Shen.

Otherwise, Brother Shen wouldn't be so well-behaved in front of Lin Zhengxiong.

"As for this Taoist priest Wang, you can look at his deeds. Do you know what netizens call him?"

"What?" Xiang Lei turned his head slightly and asked

"The Double Flower Red Stick of the Contemporary Demon-Suppressing Temple."

Gao Pengyuan glanced at the few people and left.

Only a group of people were left looking at each other in bewilderment after seeing the tragic situation in the Golden Buddha Temple.

This terrifying power is enough to destroy their team, no, their entire group.

The most important thing is that he is just a Taoist priest who is cleaning the Demon-Suppressing Temple.

How terrifying is that mysterious master?

The next day at noon.

Liu Yu then got up from the ground in a daze. After a while of being in a trance, the memories of last night kept emerging in her mind.

She hurried to the mirror to look at herself.

She has returned to normal now.

She pinched her cheek, and the slight pain made her believe that everything that happened last night was real.

She wanted to find Jiang Chen, but she was afraid that Jiang Chen would regard her as weird and attack her.

After all, Taoist priests are committed to the mission of exorcising demons and monsters.

Liu Yu decided to hide her affairs and not tell anyone.

On the other side, several people from the Supernatural Bureau have arrived at the mass grave.

The collapse within a radius of ten meters in front of them shocked the brains of several people. Although some time had passed, there was still a faint sense of oppression here.

This breath made them feel frightened.

"The Demon-Suppressing Temple is probably a real Taoist temple with high Taoist priests. Not to mention our team, even the entire group combined cannot compare to the Demon-Suppressing Temple." Xiang Lei said slowly

"What!? Captain, you're right, aren't you? I admit those two Taoists are quite capable, but they could also be a deception."

"Liu Wen, you just joined the Supernatural Bureau and you may not understand much. Taoism is a force that has been passed down for thousands of years. Even though it is declining now, it is not something our team can challenge."

"Do you know how powerful the Five Elders are? Do you know how powerful the reclusive old Heavenly Master is? They are not ghost masters who rely on strange powers."

"They are genuine immortal cultivators who have embarked on the path of cultivation! Even missiles can't kill them." "Let's not talk about those old guys. Just a high-ranking cultivator with a yellow robe can suppress our team."

"They have something that completely overpowers us, you understand?"

"These are the secrets of the Supernatural Bureau, and ordinary people can't access them."

Xiang Lei, who has a cold personality, looked solemn and spoke surprisingly much at this time.

After hearing Xiang Lei's words, Liu Wen behind him also nodded blankly.

In his impression, Taoist priests were all shamans and were not to be feared at all. He did not expect Taoism to be so terrifying.

Perhaps only the highest level of the supernatural bureau can fight against the high-level Taoist masters.

"I understand Captain."

"Then Captain, according to what you said, Taoism is so powerful, isn't it against the will of heaven?"

"Haha~ All of them who practice cultivation want to get a glimpse of the immortal realm. Unless the Taoist tradition is in danger of collapse, these old guys will not take action."

"Besides, how can it be possible to reach the realm of immortals? These are just their fantasies."

At this point, Xiang Lei lit a cigarette, exhaled a puff of smoke and shook his head in disdain. What is the difference between pursuing the realm of immortals and the eternal emperor's pursuit of immortality.

"Beep beep~" Xiang Lei's satellite phone began to vibrate

"This is the Ghost Control Team 1, team leader Xiang Lei." Xiang Lei answered the phone.

"The Ghost Control Team's mission has been canceled. The serial corpse case has been concluded. Headquarters has ordered your team to assist the other Rongcheng teammates in building the main bureau of the Rongcheng Supernatural Bureau. You can move around freely, but you are not allowed to approach the Demon Suppression Temple without permission."

"Demon Suppression Temple rating: Unknown, Sect Leader Jiang Chen's rating: SSS, Wang Zheng's rating: A."

"What if it comes into contact?"

As soon as these words were spoken, the voice on the other side paused, as if thinking, and then the voice on the other side raised several degrees.

"Nonsense, of course I'm on good terms with him. Don't tell me you provoked the Demon Suppression Temple?"

"We don't have a report, we're just asking."

"So much the better."

Xiang Lei listened to the steady voice on the other end of the phone and the word "rating", which was like a bomb exploding in his mind, causing a huge wave of shock.

"What did the captain say?"

"Are we going to the next mission location?"

Several people gathered around and asked.

"The serial corpse case is over, so we don't need to worry about it anymore. Our mission now is to help other teammates build the Rongcheng branch. Our team can do whatever they want."

"The Demon-Suppressing Temple was rated as Unknown, Jiang Chen's rating was SSS, and Wang Zheng's rating was A."

"Watt!? Unknown rating? Jiang Chen's rating is three S's??"

"Even the Ghost Den's rating is only SS. This is too outrageous."

"Damn it, my current level is only D, and Captain's level is only C+. Wouldn't an SSS-level person be able to wipe us out with just a flick of his finger?"

Everyone was complaining at once.

"Alright, we're told not to approach the Demon Suppression Temple without permission. If we do come into contact with them, we must make friends with them. Remember this."

"Understood." Everyone responded loudly.

Xiang Lei threw the half-smoked cigarette on the ground and stomped it out.

(End of this chapter)