Starting from the imperial palace guards, his clones spread all over the world.

Chapter 452 He is indeed a scumbag!

In Liang Jin's sight that seemed to penetrate everything, a familiar figure slowly came into view.

He was an old man wearing a yellow turban, with a thin figure but a strong tenacity.

He is the chief priest of Taiping Dao, Wei Nan.

Wei Nan's martial arts skills are not outstanding among the many masters in the Taiping Dao, but his faith is as firm as a rock and his piety is moving.

More importantly, he is very capable.

During the Taiping Dao's thrilling campaign to annihilate the Yang family of Qingzhou, Wei Nan played a significant role. With his exceptional wit and eloquence, he successfully sowed discord between Feng Tian, ​​the guardian of Qingzhou City, and Lei Yu, the garrison commander, causing them to turn on each other in the battlefront.

In the end, garrison commander Lei Yu died on the spot, and the morale of the garrison was greatly reduced. They had no choice but to retreat to the barracks and watch the Yang family go to destruction.

Although the Taiping Dao's missionary work has already been carried out in the capital and has grown to a considerable scale, attracting many believers, in order to further consolidate and develop it, it still urgently needs an experienced and capable core member to take charge of the overall situation.

So, after careful consideration, Liang Jin decisively transferred Wei Nan to the capital.

At this moment, seeing that Wei Nan was able to appear in the [Nine Sky Boundless] as a saint, Liang Jin knew that his faith had withstood the test and had indeed lived up to his trust.

Wei Nan's arrival was part of Liang Jin's plan and expectations.

However, the appearance of some other people was completely beyond Liang Jin's expectations.

In a dark corner of the capital, several foreign monks gathered together.

These foreign monks wore bright red robes and yellow caps, each with a unique style that exuded a mysterious aura. In their hands, they each held a string of round Buddhist beads that shimmered faintly in the dim light.

The old monk leading the group was actually an acquaintance Liang Jin had met before.

He is the Horse-Headed Vajra King of the Western Desert Wuliang Mingwang Sect!
The battle at Zangfeng Valley in the Western Desert was a bloody one.

The Dharma King and Bull-Headed Vajra King of the Infinite Vidyaraja Sect both died in the battlefield and their souls returned to heaven, only Horse-Headed Vajra King survived.

Afterwards, Hayagriva led a group of disciples of the Amitayus sect and left sadly.

Liang Jin's Western Desert clone thought at the time that the Horse-Headed Vajra King had returned to the Infinite Vidyaraja Sect.

But he never expected that he would travel thousands of miles and run to the capital of Daqian!

Liang Jin speculated secretly in his heart, frowning slightly:
"Are these guys here to look for reinforcements?"

"Could it be that they still have allies in the capital?"

Liang Jin's clone in the Western Desert has now gone through hardships and has roughly stabilized the situation in the Western Desert martial arts world. He has also gradually formed a siege on the Wuliang Mingwang Sect.

The Western Desert clone wants to completely dominate the Western Desert, and the thorn in the side, the Wuliang Mingwang Sect, must be removed.

The Wuliang Mingwang Sect is now weak and alone, and obviously has no power to compete with the Qingyi Tower.

This Horse-Headed Vajra King appeared in the capital at this time. Liang Jin thought about it and could only speculate in this direction.

But now, Liang Jin naturally has no time to take care of them.

Liang Jin immediately thought about it, and seven Yin bone puppets appeared in front of him in an instant.

These Yin bone puppets exude a cold aura and look terrifying and ferocious, making people afraid to approach them.

"This won't do."

Liang Jin looked at the horrifying appearance of the seven dead bodies and shook his head slightly.

Then, he moved his mind and took out seven black robes from the [Props Bar], and then put these seven black robes on the seven Yin Bone Puppets one by one.

Now, the seven Yin Bone Puppets were completely covered, and from their appearance, it was difficult to tell that they were seven dead bodies.

From a distance, they looked like seven mysterious men in black robes, exuding a cold aura.

"Go ahead, show me how powerful you are."

A strange sound came from Liang Koukou's mouth. The sound was inaudible. The sound had a unique frequency, vibrating the magnetic needles in the Yin Bone Puppet's body and giving them instructions.

He waved his hand again, and the Yin Bone Puppet instantly appeared in the city on the ground.

The Yin Bone Puppets immediately flashed and moved as fast as ghosts, attacking the unsuspecting warriors around them.

Liang Jin's face and figure immediately changed, and in the blink of an eye, he became the Great Sage Master of Qingzhou.

He waved his hand again, and a gentle yet irresistible force surged. Wei Nan and several core members of the Taiping Dao in the capital appeared beside Liang Jin.

At first they didn't understand how they suddenly teleported, but when they saw Liang Jin, they all looked enlightened.

This also made them more awed and pious, and they were obviously deeply shocked by Liang Jin's powerful strength.

"Greetings to the Great Master!"

Wei Nan and others immediately knelt on one knee and saluted respectfully, their voices in unison and loud.

Liang Jin didn't waste any words. As soon as he thought about it, a powerful buoyancy lifted everyone up and carried them into the air.

Everyone felt as if their feet were empty, yet they were floating steadily in the air, as if they were in the clouds.

Although they had long heard that the Great Sage Master had boundless magical powers and was able to open up this strange space and time in the Yellow Sky.

But when they actually followed Liang Jin flying in the clouds in this strange space and time, they were still shocked, their eyes full of amazement and awe.

Liang Jin pointed to the ground, his voice low and powerful:
“Remember this route.”

In the city below, which was a one-to-one replica of the capital, a faint blue light band lit up.

The light band was like a giant, agile blue dragon, winding and twisting.

This strip of light was the secret road route that Ma Rang had built. It ran from the direction of the small stone bridge all the way to the side of Shenwu Gate, crossing a large area including several streets and a large number of buildings.

The lifeless buildings on the street looked particularly mysterious under the illumination of the light strips.

"There's an underground passage under this route, and the entrance is at the small stone bridge."

"I need you to find a way to buy the land at the entrance of the tunnel, or buy a house along the path of the tunnel."

"We need to keep a tight control on this tunnel, but we can't let anyone easily find out it's Taiping Dao property."

Liang Jin conveyed the order to everyone.

Now Liang Jin can put the Yin Bone Puppet into the [Props Bar] and take it out of the secret passage, but this does not mean that the tunnel is useless to Liang Jin.

In the cave mine behind the iron gate in the tunnel, there is a precious mineral called Yin Lei Stone, which is one of the indispensable materials for making Yin Bone Puppet.

So Liang Jin still has to control the secret room.

What's more, a secret passage that spans half of the capital and leads directly to the foot of the Shenwu Gate in the imperial city is of great value in itself.

Without Ma Rang's immense power, it would be practically impossible for anyone to dig another tunnel like this.

If the situation in the capital changes, such a tunnel can sometimes bring more opportunities to people.

The Taiping Dao people immediately answered in unison:
"I'll wait for orders!"

Liang Jin immediately said:
"Go down and take part in the trial. When the trial is over, do this."

"Remember, be quick."

The changes in the capital are getting closer and closer, and the situation is like a ready bow. It is impossible for Liang Jin to take it slow.

He immediately waved his hand, and a force gently lifted up the people from Taiping Dao and sent them to the ground to participate in the fight between the warriors.

Liang Jin continued to enter the God's perspective, controlling and observing the battle of the Yin Bone Puppet.

He soon discovered the benefits of these Yin Bone Puppets.

That is, they are cold-blooded and ruthless, without any emotions that living people should have, and they only strictly follow orders.

They are not even afraid of death, nor do they care about any harm caused to them by their enemies.

Each of their attacks was precise and brutal, without any hesitation, as if they were ruthless killers crawling out of hell.

This made Liang Jin think to himself:

"The Taiping Dao currently has no experts in the capital." "Perhaps, we can give a few Yin Bone Puppets to the Taiping Dao in the capital, in case of emergency."

Liang Jin had gradually made a plan in his mind.

Then Liang Jin looked at Hayagriva and others again.

They obviously had not yet adapted to the situation, and their eyes were filled with confusion and panic.

But at least they realized that they couldn't communicate with each other through words, and were using gestures. The gestures were urgent and flustered, as if they were eagerly communicating something.

"No matter what they come to the capital for, don't think they can leave so easily now that they are here."

"Without these monks, it will be easier for Ximo's clone to capture the Wuliang Mingwang Sect."

Immediately, he controlled several Yin Bone Puppets and began to attack the group of foreign monks.

Before taking action against this group of foreign monks, it is a good opportunity to use the Yin Bone Puppet to test their martial arts and moves and find out their background.

………………

Beijing.

The capital city is bustling during the day, like a colorful painting.

This largest city in Daqian lives up to its reputation, and its prosperity and flourishing are evident everywhere.

People come and go on the streets, and the noise and hawking sounds intertwine together, forming a lively market melody.

At this time, Zhao Yiqiu, the eldest daughter of the Zhao family, hurried into the house with quick steps.

As soon as she entered the house, she cried out anxiously:

"Dad! Mom! Go take care of my little sister!"

There was a hint of anxiety and anger in her voice:
"She's an unmarried young girl, and she actually...actually went out on the street to do business!"

As soon as these words were spoken, Zhao Xingzhi and his wife were so frightened that they ran out of the house, their faces full of surprise and worry.

Zhao Xingzhi was not a corrupt scholar, his thoughts were not that pedantic, and he was not so averse to businessmen.

But in Zhao Xingzhi's opinion, his youngest daughter went out to do business before getting married, which was already heresy and broke the secular convention!

"Yi Qiu, what on earth is going on?"

Zhao Xingzhi asked hurriedly, his eyes full of concern and confusion.

Zhao Yiqiu stamped his feet anxiously, waving his hands as if he was telling a story of great importance, while his eyes flashed with anger:

"Just follow me and you'll find out!"

"I don't know what kind of magic potion Liang Jin has put into my little sister. She can't stop talking about that scumbag!"

"We must discipline our little sister today. Otherwise, if she continues to act like this, her life will be ruined!"

The Zhao family members no longer hesitated and hurriedly followed Zhao Yiqiu towards the market.

The capital city is so huge that there is a market near each city gate to facilitate visitors from all over.

The Zhao family arrived at the Dongmen Market. At this time, the street was busy with traffic and there were shouts and calls from all the stalls.

The stalls are filled with a wide variety of goods, including colorful silk fabrics, exquisite handicrafts, and fresh and tempting fruit and vegetable delicacies... It can be said that there is everything you can imagine, and it is dazzling.

Soon, the Zhao family discovered Zhao Yiyi's whereabouts.

Zhao Yiyi was seen with a pair of scissors tied around his waist, a cloth bag in one hand, and a bamboo pole in the other. On the pole was a sign with the three big words "Collect Hair" written on it.

She was walking around the market shouting:
"Hair collected!"

"High prices for hair! The longer it is, the higher the price!"

It can be seen that this was Zhao Yiyi's first time doing this kind of business, and she was very nervous.

She only shouted twice in her shy voice and her face turned red to her neck.

But even so, she still tried to make her voice louder, and every shout seemed to use up all her strength.

Obviously, she had a stronger belief that supported her to do this embarrassing thing.

The Zhao family members hurriedly surrounded them.

Zhao Wangshi couldn't help but ask:

"Yiyi, what are you doing?"

Zhao Yiyi said excitedly:
"I'm doing business."

"I collect other people's cut hair and resell it to hair accessories dealers, and I can make a lot of money!"

"I just resold a strand of hair and made a hundred coins!"

A proud smile lit up her face. As she spoke, she wiped the sweat from her forehead, then took out her water bag and took a sip of water.

When Zhao Xingzhi heard this, he was so angry that his nose almost turned crooked:
"Selling hair?"

There was a hint of surprise and anger in his voice.

Zhao Yiyi nodded and replied:
"Well! This is a good business that I have been thinking about for a long time."

"The capital is low, the cash can be turned into cash quickly, there is no need to overstock the goods, and the profit is high."

She has discovered that the fake hair business in the capital is indeed a good business.

There are many princes and nobles in the capital, and they live a luxurious life. However, many of them suffer from hair loss.

These people are generous and are very willing to spend money on wigs to maintain their image.

However, the people of the Daqian Dynasty were deeply influenced by traditional concepts and cherished their hair very much. They believed that their hair was given by their parents and damaging it was unfilial, so no one was willing to cut their hair.

In society, only those who are determined to cut their hair to prove their innocence, those who have broken the law and have had their heads shaved, and nuns and monks will provide hair. The production is limited and often in short supply, so the price is very expensive.

A head of beautiful hair of an adult woman can even be sold for six hundred coins!

This is just the cost price. Add the labor and profit of hand-braiding, and an ordinary wig will cost thousands of coins!

Only rich people can afford such expensive decorations, and wigs have even become a symbol of status.

Of course, civilians also have needs.

It's just that they can't afford human hair, so they can only buy cheap wigs made of black animal hair.

The eldest sister Zhao Yiqiu put her hands on her hips and said sharply:
"Little sister, explain it clearly in front of our parents!"

"A girl like you who is not married has come out to do business in public. Is it because of that Liang Jin?!"

There was anger and accusation in her eyes, and it was obvious that she understood the reason.

Zhao Yiyi did not hide it and nodded in acknowledgement:
"Yes, Brother Liang wants to buy a house in the capital. He said that he will work in the palace in the future, and I will help him manage it at home."

"But his salary is not high. I can't leave all the pressure to him. I have to help him share the pressure."

"But I've been calculating for a long time. If we want to buy a house, we need a lot of money. Even if I do some needlework, I can't make enough money."

"So the only way is to start a business so that Brother Liang and I can own our own house."

After Zhao Yiyi finished speaking, her face was still full of sweetness and longing for the future life she described.

But when the eldest sister Zhao Yiqiu heard this, she was furious.

Scum!

Liang Jin is indeed a scumbag!
Not only did he cheat my little sister, he even wanted to cheat her of her money!
Using women to make money to buy him a house, this scumbag is really morally corrupt to the extreme.

If Liang Jin were here now, Zhao Yi Qiu would definitely go up and slap him twice!

(End of this chapter)