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"If the Immortal Realm had such courage back then, it would not have given up the land of the Eight Hundred States to the Otherworldly Alliance for decades. Dian Feng stood on the highest sacred mountain in Baicao Prefecture, listening to the news from the flying fish, and sneered.

Hatred and hatred of the land and the cool of the sail early sun

"What the pavilion master said is that the fairy world is very brave at the moment, and he is ruthless to his own people. "Flying Fish is also very disdainful, the existence of such a person has led to the humiliation of the fairy world for nearly a hundred years.

Dian Feng took a slight breath, smelled the unique medicinal fragrance of Baicao Prefecture, and felt comfortable both physically and mentally.

"Pass the order, the Emperor Pavilion will not participate in the competition of other states, only Baicao Prefecture and Siren Prefecture are what we want. Dianfeng said.

Now that the two states are mastered, it is because the Great Victory State is gone, and the sentient beings of the original Great Victory State have to be considered for them.

"Yes......" the cuttlefish took the order and retreated.

Dianfeng moved the creatures of Dashengzhou out of the immortal king and put them into Baicao Prefecture.

Looking at the black pressure and the endless creatures of all races, Dian Feng said to them: "You can live here with peace of mind, with the Emperor Pavilion shining, no one dares to find your trouble." ”

In order to kill the seven half-step immortal kings, Dian Feng destroyed Dashengzhou, at least for tens of thousands of years, Dashengzhou will not recover.

Now some people are laughing and thinking that Dashengzhou should be renamed "Da Mo State". Because in the whole of Dashengzhou, there is not even a piece of soil, it is all sand.

"Here it is...... Baicao State?"

"It's really a hundred grass state, it's full of medicinal fragrance when you take a breath!"

"People who live here live at least 20% longer than people in other big states......"

The creatures of all ethnic groups in Dasheng Prefecture, who were originally destroyed and were somewhat dissatisfied with the Emperor Pavilion, have a good impression of the Emperor Pavilion at this moment.

Sun Qiu's hatred is far from being cool, and the love war is far away

"Thank you, Lord Pavilion, ......"

"Thank you, Lord Void Heaven Immortal, for making decisions for us......"

They're content enough.

In the fairy world, where people eat people, a high-ranking person can think about their future, which is already rare. If you are ruthless, you don't bother to move them away, and a bomb is sent to several half-step immortal kings of the Otherworldly Alliance to accompany the burial......

Anyway, after the fact, no one will hold on to this, because for the immortal world, the merit is far greater than the excess. And the Emperor Pavilion Master, who can trouble him?

But the Emperor Zun Pavilion Lord still thought about them, and even took the best Baicao Prefecture on the left side of the weak river for them as a place to survive in the future. This consideration makes people have to re-evaluate the Emperor Pavilion.

Originally, the world thought that the power of the Emperor Zun Pavilion was no different from that of other half-step immortal kings. But after this incident, the people of Dasheng Prefecture felt that it was obviously different.

For the Emperor Pavilion, they developed a sense of trust, which no other half-step immortal king could do.

"Pavilion Master, can we join the Imperial Pavilion?" Suddenly, a monk asked.

Dian Feng chuckled lightly and said, "Naturally, but the Emperor Zun Pavilion can only join at least the quasi-emperor, so let's practice......"

The person who asked this was not yet quasi-emperor realm, and he immediately smiled bitterly embarrassedly.

The style is not discrimination, the responsibility of the Emperor Pavilion is very heavy, and it naturally needs elites, he changed the topic and said: "Our Emperor Pavilion also accepts minor monks, but we need to have special qualifications, and we will carefully cultivate ......"

"That'...... Pavilion Master, what do you think of our qualifications?" someone asked again, and he really wanted to join the Imperial Pavilion.

But no, when Dian Feng told them what happened in Dashengzhou, they were all full of awe for the Emperor Pavilion.

Now, feeling the difference between the Emperor Pavilion and other big forces, and feeling the warmth and human affection, naturally many people want to join in.

"Your qualifications are average. Dianfeng chuckled and teased.

"Alas......" The monk sighed helplessly, and he also knew how many pounds and taels he had.

Dian Feng nodded to Mo Yan behind him, Mo Yan understood, stepped forward and said: "Those who are willing to join the Emperor Pavilion can sign up with me, and those with outstanding qualifications and above the quasi-emperor realm can sign up, but we will assess ......"

It is natural to be assessed, and there is no one who does not accept people, but if you look at cultivation, you will accept people, which is something that you will do if you are hungry.

A person's credibility needs to be tested, otherwise it would be good to lure a wolf into the room.

Dian Feng deliberately added: "In the future, in this Baicao Prefecture, only those who join the Emperor Zun Pavilion can open fields and grow medicines......"

"I'm me, I'm going to sign up!"

The ship hated to look far away, and it was the most cool and strange

"I'm already a half-step emperor, can I sign up?"

"I'm going to sign up too!"

For a while, no one wanted to join the Emperor Pavilion, and the crowd was surging, and the voices were boiling, like hundreds of millions of mosquitoes buzzing.

They only thought that they could have the right to live and practice in Baicao Prefecture, but they didn't expect that the Emperor Pavilion would allow them to use this medicine!

The ball is not far away, and the ghost is connected to the test

Everyone knows that in Baicao Prefecture, even if you plant bright grass, it will grow into an elixir.

For millions of years, Baicao Prefecture has always been controlled by the state owner, and these interests are so great that how can they be ceded to outsiders.

Emperor Pavilion can!

Dian Feng said: "However, the medicinal materials you grow need to be sold to the Emperor Pavilion, and the Emperor Pavilion will be sold in batches, and private ......sales are not allowed."

The rules should be set first, so that when there is chaos in the future, they will not take advantage of the righteousness.

Dian Feng is now the lord of Baicao Prefecture, and he can naturally set the rules in Baicao Prefecture, this is the purpose of the law.

The ship hated the discipline and hated the gang and the cool institute was too cold

"I want to join, write my name first......"

"I'm going to join ...... too"

After hating the earth, the most ghostly stranger hates ghosts

But even so, people who wanted to join the Emperor Pavilion still flocked to it, and Mo Yan seemed to be a little too busy.

As a result, Dian Feng summoned all the members of the Emperor Pavilion in Baicao Prefecture and ordered them to complete the first recruitment of the Emperor Pavilion in the immortal world within a few months.

The enemy ball technique does not hate the star and the ghost receives the love auspicious

"Eligible Taoists, please line up on our side, register first, and then assess ......"

"This fellow Daoist, you are a hundred years old and still in the Divine Hiding Realm, do you think you are a genius?"

"Uh...... This fellow Daoist, I see that your clothes are a little familiar, you are from the Beichen Immortal King's side, why did you come to the Emperor Pavilion?"

"How are you doing welfare here......"

"I......" The emperor who was in charge of receiving the registration was stunned, and then found that what this person said was very reasonable and irrefutable.

"Ink fairy, come over here, there is actually a holy body here!"

"This uncle, you are five thousand years old or the Lingtai Triple Heaven...... Sorry, you don't quite fit our requirements......"

"Haven't you heard of being a late bloomer?" the old man was very unhappy.

"Uh...... In the fairy world, this is not a late bloomer, is it?"

That's counting, scrap wood.

is five thousand years old, and a person with a little qualification is at least a supreme and quasi-emperor.

In the immortal realm, even if there were no cultivation resources like spirit stones, five thousand years old would not be mixed like this. It can only show that this person is either unqualified or unwilling to work hard.

"Five thousand years old is still the Lingtai Triple Heaven...... In the Source Realm, that's also waste firewood......" The person in charge said secretly in his heart.

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