Zhongzhou, An's Divine Court

For the vast majority of An's disciples, the return of Feather God An Yuanxi from the Wind Ministry to survey the heavens is tantamount to failure.

This means that the previous generation of Holy Sons has officially lost all brilliance and returned to the same starting line as ordinary clansmen.

After all, those who were inferior to him at the beginning were already cultivating in the fierce realm at this time, and once there was no gap in the great realm, it would be difficult to produce awe.

For the proud An disciples, the two-time failed Feather God An Yuanxi was no longer their first choice to follow.

An Yuanxi didn't mind this, because the news he brought back was far more important than his own honor and disgrace.

An Jingtian's stubbornness is something he has only seen in his life, and what's worse is that the other party has no prediction of the worst outcome at all, he knows that this is the illusion given by An's millennium domination in Zhongzhou.

He had to find someone with more weight to state his interests with Qionghua Xingjun, and this person couldn't be himself.

Because even if he can meet Qionghua Xingjun in person, his speech will not be respected, not because the content of the speech is not good, but once the other party expresses his approval of his statement, it is a denial of An Jingtian.

In Anjia, the relationship between people is more important than the truth, so he can't win this matter.

But he was very afraid that An Jingtian would be clever and give this thing the worst result.

This time it is not a trivial matter to crowd out or crush a declining sect that has no king, if this matter is not handled well, it may become the source of turmoil in Xihe, and it will make the ranking of the Holy Land change order.

Therefore, he had to hand over the information to someone who could really move An Yushu, such as the high priest or the high priest of the Temple of Light.

This is not a trivial matter, but reason, so An Yuanxi, who returned to the Divine Court, did not immediately retreat, but went to the Temple of Light.

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There is nothing happier than being lost and regained.

The water level of the Lingjiang River has dropped back to the pristine riverbed, and there are endless fertile fields covered with silt in the distance, although the silt on both sides of the river is stinking, but it reveals the prototype of the real Daoji.

Of course, Wushuang Academy will stand on Chixia Mountain, because it is better to learn this kind of thing in a colder environment.

But the people of Wushuang City have more space, and they don't have to be aggrieved by the small mines.

Of course, the people of Wushuang City at this time didn't know what the situation outside the mountain had to do with them.

In the end, the people who have experienced natural disasters, after discovering that the misty fairyland does them no practical harm, they should eat and drink every day, but these days the things of lighting have become very scarce, and the town hall even awarded nameplates to those craftsmen who researched searchlights and divided the houses, which made the rest of the craftsmen red-eyed.

Because it's not a difficult thing in the first place, it's just that someone took advantage of it to get the treatment that the craftsmen have dreamed of for a long time?

At last, the craftsmen believed that the news that had been circulating at the beginning was not unfounded, and they came to the outside of the town hall in droves to ask the city magistrate what this standard was.

The young city magistrate scratched his head and said that as long as it is original and can benefit the people's livelihood, it can get the same treatment, and the specific rules are in Ouyu Master.

Now, some craftsmen who are extremely confident in their crafts are no longer squatting on the wall, they go to besiege Ou Yu every day, look through the canon and ask, trying to find what they can do.

At this time, Wushuang City is still an open space full of opportunities, and almost every craftsman can find the direction he is good at, and then start researching one step ahead of everyone.

This also made the local residents of Wushuang City red-eyed with envy.

But before these people could become suspicious, Yunxiu had already issued a decree as the main mother, and all the people in the Tangluo Mansion went to the city hall to apply for tasks, clear the streets, and repair the houses.

At this moment, the aborigines of Wushuang City were blown up, and many young people complained, wanting to be exempted from such work and rest, but they were taken to the city hall by the neck of their own parents, and then applied for the task.

In this regard, young people naturally can't understand it, even if they are choked by the throat of fate, they still fight on the basis of reason.

"Dad, it's all coolie work, and my son still has to practice martial arts!"

"What to cultivate, don't forget your identity, hurry up and drag the practice clothes, buy a shovel and clear the street. ”

"Dad, my son is also a martial artist now, it's really embarrassing to do this job, and you don't want your son to be looked down upon by others. If I get ahead in the future, how will others look at me? ”

"If you can sneak into the guard and the city hall, even if you have a big deal, if you can't get in, you can stay in Wushuang City honestly, and be a servant of the lord for the rest of your life, understand!"

"How can people who practice martial arts in my generation be subordinates for the rest of their lives! Oops, hey, don't fight, don't fight, don't fight, don't fight!"

"Beast listen to Lao Tzu!"

The sweaty and rough-dressed old man glared at his son, and said viciously: "Lao Tzu doesn't know any martial arts, but he knows a truth, you said that those martial artists outside have sharpened their heads and want to enter the city and enter the academy." Only a few hundred can be enrolled, and now you are in the city, and when you have children in the future, you can also enter the sect, and learn the same things as the young masters of those families, and get the same income, what do you think? It is because Lao Tzu is the lord's servant!"

"Today Lao Tzu will give you a little beast to put here, not only Lao Tzu is the lord's subordinate, you are also the lord's subordinate, no matter how majestic you are in the future, keep this matter firmly in mind, now, change your clothes, take the shovel and Lao Tzu to the city hall to receive the task, take a step slow, be careful of your skin!"

Home has never been a place to talk about reason, let alone a place to talk about strength.

Although the young man was reluctant, he still had to follow the old man honestly, just using sun-shading gauze to cover his face tightly.

It was only when they arrived at the city hall that they found that there were many young people with their faces covered.

On the contrary, their elders, as if they were afraid that others would not know that they were coming to receive the task, the loud and scary voice, and desperately competing for the dirtiest and most tiring tasks, seemed to be a great good thing.

The councilor responsible for presiding over the release task was Shen Dafa, looking at the familiar faces of the group who were desperately moving forward, he said helplessly: "Madam said, if you think that Yanqing River is too hard, you can return your status as a free citizen. ”

"Look, the councillor is right!"

A few old faces came closer, squeezed their eyebrows and said: "This is Mrs. Zhaohu from cleaning up her own yard, that is, tired Lao Tzu, and there is also a kid on top, when I was on the mountain, I said that it was good, the little one ate Luo Shao's food, and he was Luo Shao's servant for the rest of his life, which cannot be regretted." ”