'Crackling' beams and pillars burned out and collapsed.

Illuminated by firelight.

Zhang Feng noticed that the soul of the mountain god was scattered, so he turned around and looked at everyone, "The mountain god of Qiguang County, stubborn, bewitching the people, and mutilating the common people... Punishment for several crimes.."

Zhang Feng took out a hand card and threw it into the flames, "Today has been sentenced to death by this county at two o'clock in the Shen time." ”

Wow—

Everyone bowed down in unison, and no one said anything more about the mountain god.

Because what they have seen and heard today has made them know who is in charge of Qiguang County and who is the god of Qiguang County.

Besides, it's not good, the immortals have all been sentenced by Zhang County's order, so what is wrong with them?

But in fact, they also knew that Zhang County's order was for them.

Otherwise, when the mountain gods angrily reprimanded Zhang Feng before, they would not have risked their lives to beg for mercy for their own county orders.

It's just that gods are gods after all, and although they are dissatisfied with the inaction of the mountain gods, they have worshiped for a hundred years and worshiped several generations, and they are always a little afraid of nature.

It belongs to dare to be angry but dare not speak.

"In the future, there is no need to come to the mountain temple again to worship in early spring." Zhang Feng passed by the people who knelt down and walked down the mountain, "If there is no rain, I Zhang Feng begs for rain." If there is no food, I Zhang Feng will ask the court for food. If there is a disaster, I Zhang Feng will take the lead in stopping the disaster for the county. ”

"Thank you, sir!"

After hearing Zhang Feng's words, the people were excited to bow down, which was also a combination of the matter of removing the mountain god and the shopkeeper and others, making them feel that Zhang Xianling must be a good official who must do what he says.

As for whether it can be done or not, it doesn't matter.

What God said, who could have predicted.

But that's what happened.

After several old people in the county next to the temple saw Master Zhang leaving, they looked at the charred ashes of the temple again, looked at each other, chatted a few words, and reached a consensus, so they explained to a young man beside him.

Also in the afternoon of the same day.

One by one, the sawn trees were brought from the bottom of the mountain by the people.

The people on the hill are cleaning up the ruins.

The next morning, a statue that looked very similar to Zhang Feng was placed in the newly built old temple.

The temple has also been renewed, and there is not a trace of yesterday's burning fire.

It is also the excellent physique of the people in this world, coupled with the concerted efforts of everyone, it is enough to build a temple in one night.

At the same time, the people who come and go here, ready to worship the mountain god, when they see this statue, they are also curious, I don't know where the statue of the old mountain god has gone?

The people who were waiting here all the time began to explain what happened yesterday.

These things are all self-organized by them.

For Zhang Feng, the county commander of Qiguang County, a statue of merit was erected.

Not only that, but they are also ready to spread these things widely, so that outsiders will know that they Qiguang County Commander Zhang Feng is a blue sky lord who is the master of the people!

Meanwhile.

Around nine o'clock this morning.

Zhang Feng, who was cultivating in the mansion, also suddenly felt that there was a lot of strange energy, surging towards him from all directions in the county.

As the people spread their deeds, many people in the county are grateful to themselves and pray sincerely.

The most energetic place is on that mountain.

Zhang Feng looked at it, and when he saw his own statue in the newly built temple, he knew that this energy should be called 'incense'.

And he has the ghost fragments, which can completely remove and purify the impurities in the incense.

After the incense enters his body, he is fully absorbed by the Yuanying breath and turned into a 'small ding' in the palm of his hand, which is also like a 'small incense burner', which becomes a part of his visualization of the Yuanying, perfectly integrated, without a little barrier.

If this incense is converted into aura, it should be equivalent to one percent of the daily shards provided by the ghost capital.

Although the number is a little small, it is far less than the provision of the aura of the ghost capital, but the formation of Xiaoding has made his Yuan Ying more substantial.

Including the condensation speed of the aura, it is also faster because of Xiao Ding.

This is because Xiao Ding can not only 'refine' the aura, but also use the power of incense to open up the subtle meridians in his body.

But before that, these meridians did not exist in the body.

Zhang Feng thought about it, and it could only be boiled down to the cultivation method of another system.

The specific cultivation is to open the incense and then nourish it with spiritual warmth.

To put it simply, it is the formation of Xiaoding, which makes his qualifications improve again, and the upper limit of aura that can be absorbed every day has increased.

It can also be said that he has an aura of accelerated cultivation in vain.

The premise is to guard the power of the incense in this county and deal with the affairs of the city lord and Wanlinmen.

Zhang Feng thought about it, calculated the time, and felt that the city lord should get the news.

Then the next thing is to see what they have to say.

Also with the passage of time.

With the spread of the mountain temple, and the oral letters of the fast were delivered to the Huaihe City thousands of miles away.

Noon on the third day.

Huaihe City.

In the study in the castle lord's mansion.

Wait for one of the subordinates to retreat.

The majestic middle-aged man sitting next to the desk, his eyes were slightly condensed, and there was a faint glint flashing, thinking about the affairs of Qiguang County.

And this person is the prefect of Huaihe City.

And his spirit has also been condensed to the peak, and he is just one step away from stepping into the realm of a great martial arts master.

The Grand Master is also roughly analogous to the 'Yuan Infant'.

As for the specific division of martial arts, based on the level in the world, Zhang Feng's comparison.

It is the 'innate' of martial arts, which roughly corresponds to the 'foundation' of cultivation.

The Grandmaster is like Jindan.

Great Grandmaster, Yuan Baby.

Celestial beings, gods.

Vientiane, void.

Broken, crossed.

Tribulation and Shattering are also the upper limit of the level of the seventh-order world.

Now, the city lord is the peak of the grandmaster.

"Your Excellency.."

While the city lord was thinking, an old voice came from outside the study.

"Enter." The city lord retracted his thoughts and straightened his body.

With the sound of the door opening, a Jindan monk with a look of about sixty walked in and sat opposite the city lord with a familiar appearance.

The city lord knew the old man, and he was an acquaintance, and knew that he was an elder of Wanlinmen.

At the same time, the elder sat down at the table, and there was no extra nonsense, so he went straight to the point and said: "The ancient temple of my Wanlinmen was demolished, has the prefect heard of it?" ”

"Invite the elders here today to discuss this matter." The city lord pushed him a cup of tea, looking very polite.

Because the city lord has a lot of dealings with Wanlinmen, and there is also a 'business' transaction.

This business is the city lord in charge, 'sending' Qiguang County, so that the masters of Wanlinmen can heal their wounds.

On the other hand, Wanlinmen must ensure that it will not cause trouble at the boundary of Huaihe City, and give the city lord a batch of spirit stones every year.

This batch of spirit stones is used to train soldiers, or for ministers to cultivate.

This is all something that the imperial court and the Xiuzhen sect acquiesced to, but did not say clearly.

It's always been that way.

At least the lord of Huaihe City is like this, relying on the offerings of various sects for many years, distributing Yulu, and solving the pressure of the military salary of 100,000 troops in Huaihe City for the imperial court, which has been praised by many ministers in the court.

No one investigates such a mutually beneficial thing.

Unless the city lord is stupid, in front of everyone, he exposes the affairs of Qiguang County and tells him all kinds of things.

If you hit the muzzle of the gun like this, no one can save him.

At least the court can't let him go.

"This year's spirit stone, my sect will keep its promise and send it."

The elder didn't think about it so much, but instead took the tea, looked at the city lord with a stern expression, and asked, "But Qiguang County under the rule of the prefect, this matter... Do you want to give me an explanation? ”

The elder said, lowering his eyebrows and tasting tea, "Otherwise, my sect will do it yourself and get rid of this person." ”