"The king called me...... Let's drill a hole......"

In the wide and deep underground river, a group of loaches shouted slogans happily, desperately burrowed their heads into the soil, and with a few twists, they dug up a large area of sediment, and the originally clear water suddenly became turbid.

"Hey...... Hey......"

A red-shelled crab followed behind the many loaches, shouting slogans weakly.

Unlike the energetic loaches, it has no interest in burrowing, and all it wants is to get its flag back.

"It's time to eat, it's time to eat."

Qiu Yi walked over with a large basin full of fish food. Of course, these are just ordinary fish meat, insects, and flour made into rice balls, not fish food from the heavenly realm.

A group of loaches lined up neatly, and the red-shelled crabs also followed behind the loaches, looking at the fish food expectantly.

"Why give me this! Who can eat this! ”

The red-shelled crab pinched the fish food the size of a projectile in his hand and protested with an angry face.

"Love...... Love to eat or not. Qiu took the basin and fed all the loaches in a circle, then reached out and grabbed the fish food and stuffed it into his mouth.

Of course, he didn't like this crab, since this crab came, the king didn't give out that kind of delicious fish food, only everyone to eat these ordinary food.

"This is too much of a bully, if my grandfather is still here, where will he suffer such grievances." The red-shelled crab sighed, and suddenly became sad, and stuffed the fish food into its mouth, as if it had taken this piece of fish food for these hateful loaches.

Just when he turned his appetite into grief and indignation, suddenly the entire underground river shook slightly, and in the middle of it, it seemed as if the world was about to spin.

After a while, in his sight, the river in front of him was glowing red, like a flame burning, and the mud and sand reflected in the ground were red.

"The earth dragon turned over? No, no, it's Shinto that is growing! God is so unfair, why does this loach have such a chance! The red-shelled crab looked at the place of the well temple not far away, and words like dragons and snakes appeared in the void.

The crab was illiterate, but he knew what the current situation meant, and his heart was full of envy and jealousy.

"When I first saw the Yellow Aojing, the spiritual liquid became a spring. The color is clear and mossy, and the cold condenses the purple edges. Qiu Ping also looked up, and in the rippling water, there were twenty words slowly condensed out, and there was a golden light shining inside, like a knife carving an axe and chisel, which lasted for a long time.

He remembered that this poem was written by Jing Xinghuai after drinking well water. At that time, there was also something abnormal, which made his divine power vibrate.

However, there were no other changes later, and he felt that the poem was written in a mediocre manner, so he didn't take it to heart.

But it didn't come to pass, but at this moment this poem came out.

"Could it be that Jing Xing was lifted in his arms?" Qiu Ping calculated the time, suddenly thought of a possibility, and became excited.

Shinto promotion, in addition to promotion within the Shinto system, can also be a court edict or a name through a document.

Just like many founding generals or famous ministers, after death, they will be crowned gods by the imperial court. At least until the dynasty is not destroyed, their status will be very high, comparable to some high-ranking gods.

It is more common to pass on the name through literature, such as many famous mountains and monuments in the world, it is because there are too many blessings of hand-me-down articles, which are widely known, and the gods stationed in them have greatly increased.

If Jing Xinghuai is promoted, he can be regarded as a leading figure in a county, and the Mobao articles he left behind are enough to greatly increase the background for a small god like Qiu Ping.

"Buzz."

Qiu Ping raised his eyes and saw a red and white flame rising above his ancient well.

This flame is invisible to ordinary people, but it is the manifestation of the personality of the gods, and it is usually possible to distinguish their status by looking at the brilliance that surrounds the gods.

For example, the nine-rank minor gods such as Qiu Ping and Di Gong, and even those eight-rank gods, the fire of their personalities is mixed with red and white, which is nothing more than the nine-rank gods are more white and less red, and the eight-rank gods are more red and less white.

Only at the level of the county god can it be completely transformed into a pure red color.

As for the gold, purple, and blue personalities at the top, they are not what the current Qiu Ping can look up to.

The red and white flames above the ancient well became half red and white in a blink of an eye, and it was clear that it had reached the limit of the ninth grade, and it was only one step away from having the eighth grade.

Qiu Ping only slightly exercised his authority, and he felt that his control over the two priesthoods of [Living Water] and [Nectar] had been further strengthened, and his perception of the flow of water within a radius of ten miles had also become clearer.

It's just that he can't really pass on his name by borrowing words, he can only barely pass on his name by borrowing people.

The foundation of the personality is all in Jing Xinghuai alone, once Jing Xinghuai has an accident, everything he currently has will be beaten back to his original form.

Of course, all this came for nothing, and Qiu Ping was already very content.

……

In the blink of an eye, it is September, and it is only half a month before the Yanhu Longjun banquets all the people.

Hebo sent a message ordering Qiu Ping to meet at Shuifu, and then go to the Eight Hundred Liyan Lake together.

"Hebo, let's go over when the time comes, do we guard the door for Long Jun, or go serve dishes?" The first time Qiu Ping went to the Dragon Monarch Palace, he was a little apprehensive.

When He Bo heard this, he immediately laughed dumbly.

"Hahaha, you loach, you are also a nine-rank god, although the status of the dragon monarch is high, it is also your boss, not your master, you should know the difference between the two."

"Just like the prefect of the world, will he let the clerks in the yamen go to his own house to serve as servants?" He Bo looked at Qiu Ping and asked with a smile.

Qiu Ping thought about it, and it was really the truth.

"You wait to follow me to the Dragon Monarch Palace, it will be beneficial to you. A few days ago, in front of the other water gods, of course, I couldn't say some things too clearly, so as not to be jealous of you, so I excused myself that there was a shortage of people in Longjun, and I needed your help to do something. Hebo continued.

Qiu Ping suddenly realized, but secretly admired it in his heart.

Those who can sit in a high position are all human spirits, although this Hebo is also on the path of demon beasts, but he is also full of twists and turns.

Looking at the little loach's teachable look, Hebo also nodded. This kind of truth, he told the other water gods, I'm afraid he still can't understand it, and only this little loach is smart, so he said a few more words.

"Hebo, when are we leaving?" Qiu Ping looked unusually well-behaved, blinking his eyes and asked.

"Wait a little longer...... Oh, he's coming, so let's go. He Bo raised his head and saw a giant clam in the distance, like a butterfly, fanning two shells, and came to everyone.

"Hey, why is he?" Qiu Ping recognized the giant clam at a glance, and the little old man in the giant clam was the person who said that he would sell it to him that day at the market.