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Without waiting for Zhou Rang to speak, Long Yu stepped forward and asked:

"Who is Your Highness? Get your name in! ”

The figure looked up and said.

"The little god is a man from the Jishui River, who was enshrined by the fourth generation of the lord of Jiang Kingdom, and was enshrined in the seventh row during the public sacrifice."

As he spoke, he fell to the ground.

Zhou Rang had some impressions of him.

When Jiang Guo sacrificed to the gods, the first row was the three emperors of Fuxi, Shennong, and Nuwa, and the second row was the great gods, generally the princely positions, and by the seventh row, they had fallen to the small gods of a certain place.

In previous years, when the Shinto system was complete, such small gods were grabbed by a lot, and few of them could be eye-catching.

Now that there is a shortage of manpower, it is naturally much more precious.

It's just that when I saw him, my divine light was dim, and he obviously didn't have a good time.

"Get up, my father remembers you."

"It's just that I didn't expect that if you open again, you will be the only one left who is willing to respond."

The man stood up and lowered his hands, but he didn't dare to answer.

Zhou Rang didn't say much, and now is to redivide the functions.

There are not many people, but they are divided into two parts: civil and military.

Long Yu, and several former scribes, were singled out by him one by one to form the Ministry of Culture and Culture to assist him in managing the government.

The Jisui River, where the former priesthood was located, has long been dried up in the past six hundred years, and now it is where a village is located, and this is actually equivalent to the wild god who fell to the throne.

So he was also assigned to the Ministry of Literature, and first served as a civil servant.

The rest were all assigned to the military department, and the first few were temporarily held the post of captain.

A more detailed division of responsibilities is not something that can be clarified in a moment.

On both sides of the palace, there were rows of tables and empty futons, roughly counting, about thousands, more than two hundred people sat down to see if the seats were full.

It seemed empty for a while, Zhou Rang clapped his hands to eat, and a team of subordinates came up from outside the hall, carrying all kinds of dishes and wine, and distributed them in front of everyone in order.

Because he was in a hurry, Zhou Rang didn't have the heart, but he just seconded a group of subordinates from Zhou Jialingdi, and finally coped with this banquet.

・・・・・・・・・

In the north of Kaohua County, a wasteland.

Hundreds of people, carrying shovels, came all the way.

"Stop!"

Zhou Xun stepped forward to take a look at it first, then compared the drawings in his hand, and then pointed to a place under his feet.

"Dig from here!"

Someone came up from behind, and laid a stake where he was pointed, and tied the red rope.

Then Zhou Xun pointed out several places one after another, all of which were staked and tied with red ropes.

Just as the stake was nailed down, a gust of wind howled and blew so hard that people could not open their eyes.

When the wind passed, I looked at the stakes, and they were all blown down.

Someone whispered:

"It's disturbing the gods・・・・・・"

Zhou Xun said sharply:

"What do you mean? Go on! ”

Subsequently, Zhou Xun commanded again.

The people hired this time were all locals, and they knew the prestige of the Zhou family, so they didn't dare to say anything more, but just continued the construction.

About a thousand wooden stakes were nailed down and connected together with red ropes, enclosing the entire wasteland in the center.

No more winds blew this time. There were no other visions either.

In the afternoon, the long-term workers dug a pit in the area enclosed by the red line, and someone outside specially carried the soil in baskets and transported it to a short distance, where there was a preset mound.

This wasteland has been bought by the Zhou family and used as a temple, where a hill can be piled up, trees can be planted, and it can be properly arranged, which is also a scene.

Blowing a cool breeze, Zhou Xun closed his eyes and concentrated, standing on the tuyere, carefully feeling the slight humidity in the air.

"It's raining."

In the distance, a black cloud was drifting here.

Zhou Xun vaguely felt the thunderbolt lightning that was constantly colliding in the rain clouds, and the mana on his body became more lively.

The hair fluttered in the wind, and Zhou Xun's hair had also grown out in the past few years, and it was more than two feet long.

"It's windy・・・・・・"

Stretched out his hand, grabbed a handful of wind tails, put it in front of his nose and sniffed it, there was a kind of fishy smell, it was the kind of fishy smell mixed with the earth.

Get up, open your eyes, and look at your breath.

As Zhou Xun's mana progressed, there were more types of qi that could be seen in this Qi Hope Technique, and the scope was also wider.

At this time. From the perspective of qi, Zhou Xun omitted those useless miscellaneous qi and pointed straight to the ground.

In that wasteland, winding, similar to an earthworm, there was a dragon lying on its back, the wooden stakes nailed by the long-term workers, and the foundations excavated.

This earth dragon, the earthy yellow qi veins are winding and long, and it is more than ten miles long, but the main trunk is in this barren ground, and about fifty percent of the essence is concentrated.

"I really didn't pay attention to it before, there is still a dragon vein here that has not been used. It's much stronger than the weak water dragon in my house, although it's not enough to prosper the king, it's a pity that today's peace is down, and this dragon vein has no chance to be born. ”

"What's more, this place has been chosen by me as the place where the temple will be completed."

"It's just that this place is right on the back of the earth dragon, and if it is pressed here, it will inevitably be a little hindered, so I can't help but prepare early."

The dragon vein of the earth is just a symbolic statement, and it doesn't really have to be in the form of a dragon, but it is just taken from the god and despised in its shape.

Clever feng shui masters often pay more attention to the charm of feng shui, and repeatedly figure out the spirit of mountains and rivers, and finally find the place where the earth qi is knotted.

Therefore, in many cases, even if you find the dragon vein, you may not be able to find the dragon's den, and it takes years of perseverance to find and calculate it repeatedly.

Of course, a dragon vein, in addition to the dragon's lair is the best burial ground, there are many other good places for feng shui, but the effectiveness is not enough.

The dragon veins in this place are shaped like a sleeping dragon, and the wasteland bought by the Zhou family is pressing on the back of this sleeping dragon, making it difficult to move and change, and in terms of divine will, this dragon will be suppressed by the temple that is about to be completed.

After nightfall, Zhou Xun and his son came here with lanterns.

There was silence all around, and suddenly, there was a big earthquake, twice, three times.

"The earth dragon turned over, and the foundation fell all down."

Zhou Gui is also a little ugly.

"Even if you come back tomorrow, unless you dig up the dragon vein."

Zhou Xun replied quietly.

The two of them watched for a while, did not stay any longer, and when they returned, they lit the incense stick and informed them of the matter.

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Half a month has passed.

Guangyu Gong divided his subordinates into six divisions.

The Ministry of War, the Ministry of Rites, the Ministry of Officials, the Ministry of Crime, the Ministry of Industry, and the Ministry of Households.

The household department, the criminal department, the engineering department, and the official department are all empty now, and only the military department and the official department have set up a shelf.

Recently, he is beckoning Yin soldiers everywhere in the underworld, preparing to train three thousand Yin soldiers first.

At this time, Zhou Rang was selecting the battle spirits one by one, and he sensed it.

"Your Majesty?"

Long Yu called.

"There are some twists and turns in the construction of the temple, and I have to bother you to go to Yangshi."