After bankruptcy, I relied on metaphysics to become a top wealthy family

"Master Youshen is here!"

"I originally thought this was a gimmick, but I didn't expect it to be real. Taoist Master Youshen came in person!"

"Yes, I really didn't expect that Taoist Master Youshen has been in seclusion for fifty years and has never appeared in public. He has not been in the Taoist Association since he came out of seclusion some time ago. He actually came here today."

The faces of the warlocks were filled with excitement, their excitement was beyond words.

Taoist Priest Youshen is an old ancestor who has lived for thousands of years. He has immortal bones and is a kind person. He has done countless good deeds.

So it’s normal for everyone to be a little excited.

It’s just strange that the Taoist Association’s top leader Wu Huizi didn’t come today, but Cang Xing came instead.

Wu Huizi has always represented the Taoist Association, so it was surprising that he did not attend such a grand event today.

But Bai He felt a little depressed when she heard what everyone said.

They are all ancestors who have been around for thousands of years. Why is Taoist Master Youshen so popular while our ancestors have become the object of everyone's scorn? Isn't this too unreasonable?

She pouted and looked unhappy.

Taoist Priest Youshen walked up to the platform slowly, and Qian Jingqi respectfully invited him to sit in the seat of honor, and the atmosphere was harmonious and joyful.

Bai He stared at the expressions of the crowd, wishing she could see through them, and just as she was looking around, she suddenly saw an unexpected person.

"Ancestor, look, who is that!"

Bai Zhi was attracted by Bai He's fussing and turned to look in the direction where Bai He's finger was pointing. When she saw this, her eyes immediately darkened.

"Song Chen?"

Bai He was also very shocked: "No, why is he here?"

Song Chen's predictions are still continuing, but nothing major seems to have happened in recent times, so it has not caused much waves.

Bai Zhi still didn't understand why Song Chen had such a dream, nor did she understand who the tall and thin immortal in his dream was.

Also, why is he here?

The Xuanmen Conference only invites people from the Xuanmen. Song Chen is just an ordinary person who can dream. Why is he here and who invited him?

Before I had time to think about it, Qian Jingqi above me spoke in a sonorous and powerful voice.

"Everyone is here, let's get started."

Hearing that it was about to begin, Qing Shuming finally perked up a little.

"Finally it's started. I wonder what he's going to do?"

As if to answer Qing Shuming's question, Qian Jingqi looked around at the densely packed sorcerers in the square on the top of the mountain and spoke in a heavy voice.

"I have invited you all here today because of something important. Do you know that there will be a world-destroying disaster in this world?"

As soon as these words were spoken, they immediately caused heated discussion.

"A world-destroying disaster? What does that mean?"

"I heard that Gongshu Pan calculated the divination of heaven a thousand years ago, and the divination showed that the world would be destroyed by a disaster a thousand years later."

With one question and one answer, the matter was explained clearly.

But Bai He looked at the expressions of the crowd and they didn't seem shocked. It seemed like they had known about it for a long time.

She frowned slightly and looked at Qing Shuming who was jumping beside her.

"Nonsense, who are you trying to fool?"

Bai He nodded seriously: "That's right, nonsense."

However, she looked at the others, who all seemed to believe it.

It seems that, except Qing Shuming, almost everyone believes this statement.

No wonder Qing Shuming was ostracized by everyone.

And at this moment, as if it was a well-planned script, someone immediately raised a question.

"But what caused this world-destroying disaster?"

When this person asked the question, his eyes kept glancing in Baizhi's direction, which seemed very clumsy to anyone who saw it.

Bai Zhi's eyebrows slightly raised, her eyes full of mockery.

Qing Shuming was right, it was indeed directed at her.

It’s just that these people are too lazy to even act, which is really funny.

When Bai He heard this, she looked at Bai Zhi nervously.

Bai Zhi said calmly: "If I'm not mistaken, someone should come out and say that Patriarch Zhaiyue has returned to life."

As soon as she finished speaking, a voice came from the other end.

"As far as I know, the old ancestor Zhaiyue who died fifty years ago seems to have returned to the human world. He uses some kind of evil magic."

As soon as these words came out, the whole audience was in an uproar. Qing Shuming looked at Bai Zhi and said with a smile: "You really guessed it right."

"Humph." Bai Zhi snorted coldly, and then said: "At this time, someone should ask, what evidence do you have?"

As soon as she finished speaking, someone shouted.

"Even the soul of the Zhaiyue Patriarch was eaten by the little ghosts. How could he be resurrected? What evidence do you have?"

Qing Shuming widened his eyes slightly: "Bai girl, you are amazing, how did you know that?"

It was totally expected!

Bai Zhi narrowed her eyes and said calmly, "If you watch a lot of operas, you will naturally know how to sing. The same routine has been used since ancient times."

Qing Shuming was impressed: "At such a young age, you still like to watch plays. You have good taste. So what do you think is the next step?"

Bai Zhi looked at the crowd that was discussing heatedly and said calmly.

"Someone should come forward to testify. I am Zhai Yue."

Qing Shuming curled his lips slightly: "How could there be someone who would testify against Zhaiyue? Fifty years ago, those who were qualified to see the old ancestor Zhaiyue were all old sorcerers, who are no longer with us. Other young sorcerers have never seen the old ancestor Zhaiyue properly..."

Just like him, he had to become the abbot of Qingshan Temple before he was qualified to meet the ancestor Zhaiyue, but unfortunately he was no longer around.

If someone who only met once were to testify against you, who would believe it?

"You forgot someone."

Qing Shuming blinked and asked, "Who?"

"Wang Zhao."

Qing Shuming was stunned.

Yes, if you ask who can testify against Patriarch Zhaiyue, isn’t it that old guy Wang Zhao?

After all, it was he who destroyed Zhaiyue Residence fifty years ago. When it comes to understanding the ancestor of Zhaiyue, Wang Zhao is probably the one who knows him best.

After all, your enemies are the ones who know you best.

As Bai Zhi expected, after a few words from the other side, an old voice was heard immediately.

"I have proof!"

Everyone looked in the direction of the voice and saw a man pushing a wheelchair out, and the person who spoke was the man sitting in the wheelchair.

Bai He was slightly surprised and said, "Wang Shuyi!"

Isn’t the one pushing the wheelchair Wang Wuye’s second brother Wang Shuyi?

But Bai Zhi's eyes fell on the person in the wheelchair.

Her pupils trembled slightly, and she spoke in confusion.

"A lot older."

Qing Shuming didn't hear clearly, so he asked, "What?"

Bai Zhi didn't say anything, but she met Wang Zhao's gaze openly.

He was wearing a black coat, and although his face had aged a lot, one could still vaguely see the same look he had fifty years ago.

Even if he turned into ashes, Bai Zhi would still recognize him.

King summons!

Wang Zhao and Bai Zhi exchanged glances, neither of them was willing to give in, and the air was inexplicably tense.

And at this moment, Wang Zhao suddenly spoke.

"I am here to testify that the old ancestor Zhaiyue has indeed returned to life, and she is here now."

As soon as these words were spoken, the whole audience was in an uproar and everyone was talking to each other.

Some people who really didn't know the truth were horrified, while others who knew the truth just played it safe.

Qian Jingqi, who was sitting on top, asked solemnly, "Who is it?"

Wang Zhao glanced over and looked over.

"Baizhi!"