"Hurry up, pout your ass......"

"Ah...... Big brother, I've been here many times today......"

"I promise, this is the last time!"

"Big brother, I really can't bear it, you can let me go......"

In the main hall of the Yamen of the Transit Division, a black boy and a small mouse squatted in the corner, and from time to time they uttered "foul language".

The little shrew's face was a little sallow, and both hind legs were trembling, looking like he was deficient in his kidneys.

But under Qiu Ping's urging, he still pouted his butt and flicked his little tail.

Qiu Ping twisted the other party's tail, and in an instant, the surrounding void changed, and the two crossed a distance of dozens of miles in an instant, appearing in the Abi Hell.

They hadn't been in the void for long before their figures flickered again, and they returned to the Transit Division again, but not in the main hall, but in the school grounds.

The little shrew no longer had the strength to move, and lay on the ground on all fours, not even wanting to move its fingers.

Just this morning, Qiu Ping allowed himself to shuttle through the space nearly twenty times in a row.

Although this is his natural ability, it is also very physically demanding.

"It's strange, it's not space folding, how does this do the jumping space shuttle?" Qiu Ping's little face wrinkled, he had experienced the shrew's spatial shuttle talent many times.

only to find that the principle behind the other party's ability is different from his conjecture.

He thought that the other party was using a space similar to the "Two Realms Passage", folding the space like a piece of paper, so that the two ends of the paper could be close together, so as to achieve spatial crossing.

But in what he had just observed, it didn't seem to be like that.

On the contrary, it is more like using the power of spatial tides, like a person diving headlong into the water, and after diving for a while, emerging from another place.

But Qiu Ping couldn't understand how the little shrew shortened the time of the "diving and swimming" stage.

Moreover, the accuracy of this method is not very high, and the farther it is moved, the greater the deviation.

The little shrew himself doesn't know the principle, this is his own spatial talent, just like a person is born to use his limbs, but few people will know which muscle is responsible for which part of the force in which area.

……

The days of practicing the way of space are always happy and satisfying.

Everything is on the right track, and there is no need for the little loach to worry about official affairs, he only needs to go to the yamen every day to order it.

The rest of the time is spent exploring the mysteries of space.

If you are bored, you can go outside the Yin City to test your spatial supernatural powers. Anyway, there is no immortal level within a thousand miles, and even if he can't beat some powerful monsters, it is still enough to escape.

However, such a peaceful life did not last long.

"What, let me accompany the true dragon into the Abi Hell?"

Qiu Ping unfolded a document in his hand, but it was a message sent to him by the Yamen of the State Transit Department. It is said that the true dragons of the four seas have sent many juniors into the Abi Hell, and the yamen of the transfer division in various places must do a good job of receiving them.

Seeing this document, Qiu Ping frowned a little.

The relationship between the true dragon of the four seas and Shinto is more ambiguous, to put it mildly, the water systems of the world should be in charge of the true dragon, but I don't know why the real manager is Shinto now.

The True Dragon actually controls only the four seas.

But they are also highly courteous in Shinto, and everyone takes everything that involves the true dragon very seriously.

It is precisely because of this that Qiu Ping does not want to take over this job.

It's a thankless job, there's no reward for doing it well, and if something goes wrong, it's a diplomatic dispute.

"Cui Juan, you are more reliable than me, or you should go and receive it."

Qiu Ping made a bitter face, looked up at Judge Cui who sent him the paperwork, and said with some pleading.

"According to the number of etiquette, the reception of the true dragon should be attended by the chief officials of the yamen everywhere. If you are not afraid that you will not be able to pass the evaluation of adults, I can do it for you. ”

Judge Cui's tone was as flat as ever.

Of course, in Qiu Ping's ears, these words were as low as ever.

Qiu Ping pursed his lips, with his experience of dealing with real dragons many times, these real dragons are very stinky and not easy to get along with at all.

"But adults don't have to be so worried, this matter may not be a chance."

After a slight pause, Judge Cui continued.

"Although our Shinto respects the true dragon, the two sides rarely interact with each other. This time, the four seas have sent their juniors into the Abi Hell, presumably to reach some kind of exchange of interests with us. ”

With the complete opening of the Abi Hell, almost all the forces have gathered their attention. Although the dragon clan is rich from all over the world, it is not exempt from vulgarity.

"What does this have to do with me?"

The exchange of interests between the big people above, the little loaches are not interested in anything.

"Our side should have promised them a part of the resources of Ah Bi Hell, and I guess that the condition given by the Dragon Clan should be the quota of 'Water Official Relief'."

Judge Choi continued.

Qiu Ping's face still didn't react, he didn't understand too much what Judge Cui meant by these words.

He knew that every year on October 15, during the Yuan Festival, the Emperor of the Water Officials would eliminate disasters and solve problems for the world, and even they would set up a altar in their Shinto to worship the Emperor.

However, according to the impression of the little loach over the years, it seems that this day is not too mysterious, he has become a god at this time last year, but he has not received any benefits.

Unlike the tens of billions of subsidies of [Heavenly Officials' Blessing] and the labor and teachers of [Local Officials' Forgiveness of Sins], the Xia Yuan Festival is an ordinary day, even in Shinto, there will be no vision.

"The Heavenly Court has the [Heavenly Official] Dao system, the Earth has only the [Earth Official] inheritance, and the [Water Official] lineage has always been in the hands of the Four Seas Dragon Clan."

"The Dragon Clan of the Four Seas lives far away, and they are not very friendly with the creatures on land, and there is almost no movement on the land every year." Judge Cui explained to Qiu Ping.

The little loach nodded as if he didn't understand, the Emperor of the Three Senses was so far away from him, so far away that their names were almost a symbol, and he couldn't understand the true intention of Cui Juan to say this.

"The True Dragon Clan is unwilling to help all sentient beings, so the [Water Official Relief of Misfortune] is only used within them to remove the sinful karma of obstacles around them and ensure that the body is pure and clean. Especially for the existence below the immortal level, a solution to the misfortune can almost save decades of work. ”

Cui Juan was just recounting one thing as usual, but Qiu Ping vaguely sensed a hint of disgust.

Perhaps...... Illusion?

However, if this is the case, then the Four Seas True Dragon is indeed not authentic.

The Emperor of the Three Officials is the head of all beings in heaven and earth, whether it is a heavenly official or an earth official, he will send blessings during the annual festival, even if Shinto uses his power to reap some more benefits, but in general, it will be shared with all beings in heaven and earth.

The True Dragon Clan simply took the relics of the Emperor Shuiguan as their own.

"If you can entertain the true dragon who came to the Abi Hell, you may be able to get the quota of this 'Water Official Relief Misfortune' this time, and wash away the obstacles on your body, which will be very helpful for you to enter the [Yuan Body]."

The so-called realm of [Yuan Body] is to be completely reborn, turning one's own flesh and blood into a pure immortal body, which can resist all calamities and live forever.

"Cui Juan, is your source reliable?"

Qiu Ping stared at Judge Cui for a long time, where did everyone get the gossip from, why didn't he receive any news at all.

"That's all I guessed."

Judge Cui's tone was calm, but he spoke confidently.

……

"Welcome to Hell of the Nose!"

The banner that had been used to welcome the Imperial Spiritual Officer was turned out of the warehouse by the little loach and hung on the head of the Yamen of the Ninth Transit Division.

A group of loach soldiers were neatly dressed and waited in front of the passage of the two realms.

Qiu Ping also specially pinched himself, the little black face was clean, and a mouth was a big white tooth that was about to glow.

Very nice and very energetic!

Fortunately, this time the true dragons did not release their pigeons.

In a short time, I saw a deep wave rising from the void, the water was surging and tumbling, and in an instant, dozens of majestic and mighty seahorses rushed out of the water, dragging behind a chariot that seemed to be carved from ice.

Crystal clear, jeweled, exuding a glittering streamer and cold.

The little loach was on the side, and his eyes were almost straight.

What a flash!

Damn, these big dogs are really rich.

"It's coming, it's coming, it's playing!" Qiu Ping hurriedly let a kind of loach soldier, beat the gong of the gong, beat the drum of the drum, and blow the suona of the suona.

If you listen carefully to the tune, it seems to be the same song "The King Told Me to Dig a Hole".

Although the band is not very neat, and these loach soldiers are a little scrambling, the momentum is quite spectacular.

The waves around him gradually dissipated, and the chariot also came to the front of Yin City.

Although there is only one chariot, the momentum is quite huge. In addition to the dozens of seahorses pulling the cart, there are hundreds of guards composed of shrimp soldiers and crabs on both sides and dozens of beautiful mussel maids.

I don't know if these real dragons are here to fight monsters and upgrade, or if they are here for an outing.

The little loach muttered in his heart, but looking at this chariot, it didn't look like the style of the East China Sea, but it looked like it came from the North Sea.

"Welcome to our Abi Hell to visit, it's really brilliant, welcome!" Although the little loach was very disdainful in his heart, a bright smile bloomed on his face.

The loach soldiers behind him also received the king's orders and applauded desperately.

"Hahaha, you guys are really interesting, this welcome ceremony is good, I'll go back and let our dragon learn it."

Inside the chariot, there was a crisp laugh.

Then I saw the curtain open, and a girl about twelve or thirteen years old jumped out.

She was dressed in a pale green palace dress, dressed as a noblewoman. But he didn't care about the image at all, and pulled up the cuffs, revealing his white wrists.

On the forehead, there are two small horns that are slightly forked, fleshy, slightly pink, and I don't pay attention to it, I think I was smashed by someone in two bags.

"Dragon girl, come back quickly, don't be rude."

Several female clam spirit officials were very helpless, this in front of outsiders, really affected the image of Beihai Dragon Palace.

"I went to hell to practice at the behest of my father, could it be that the monsters in hell will tell you about etiquette?" Xiaolongnu didn't care about these female officials at all, but became interested in Qiu Ping.

"Hey, you've been serving as a transit envoy here at such a young age, are you just like me, a genius?"

Usually you can see the approximate age from the changing human body of the spirit, Qiu Ping's divine body is only a five or six-year-old boy, which basically means that he is not very old.

"The level of authority and official position of our Shinto has nothing to do with the realm of cultivation. The lower official was just lucky enough to make some contributions, so he was made an official. If you want to say genius, you are far from daring to compare with the dragon girl. ”

Qiu Ping always had a smile on his face, but his words were very modest.

"That's right, your Shinto is really convenient, as long as you are promoted, you will have strength. However, my father also told me that after all, we should pay attention to our own self in our cultivation, and if we rely too much on external objects, sooner or later there will be hidden dangers. ”

The little dragon girl didn't have much of a fight, but chatted with the little loach.

Qiu Ping deeply agreed with Xiaolongnu's words, worthy of being a true dragon clan, even if his talent was already top-notch, he was still strict with himself.

"Just like me, it only took me less than a hundred years to condense the [Holy Fetus]. Little loach, you have to work harder. ”

It's just that Xiaolongnu's next sentence made Qiu Ping a little broken.

If he remembered correctly, the True Dragon Clan was born with a hundred veins and an innate inheritance, so he didn't need to use the [Ancestral Technique] to inherit the supernatural powers of the bloodline ancestor.

For all true dragons, the first level of cultivation is directly the [Holy Fetus].

So...... You haven't even passed the first level?

Another hundred years?

The little loach didn't know that this cultivation speed was indeed very fast among the dragon clan.

The dragon clan has a deep foundation, and once it has a [Holy Fetus], it is basically the "Nine Lives" level.

Coupled with the fact that they had almost no bottlenecks before becoming immortals, and there were no natural enemies, most true dragons would not deliberately pursue cultivation speed.

It was Ao Cang, the thirteenth prince of the East China Sea Dragon Palace, who also took nearly three hundred years to conceive the [Holy Fetus].

"By the way, my name is Ao Zhu, what's your name?"

Perhaps it was the image of the little loach boy that made people feel kind, and the little dragon girl kept pulling him to talk, and even ignored the female officer on the side who hinted many times.

Qiu Ping also said his name, and the two knew each other.

Compared with Ao Cang, who is a stinky fart in the East China Sea, although this little dragon girl in the North Sea is a little talkative, she is not annoying.

"His Royal Highness Ao Zhu, the lower officials have already prepared a banquet in the mansion, should we go to dinner first? Once we're settled, let's go around the neighborhood again? Qiu Ping had already arranged a one-stop service, and when the time came, he would lead the little dragon girl to a few safe places nearby to walk around, and it would be considered as a completion of the task.

People are here to go through the motions, so you can't really take them to the depths of hell.

Besides, with Ao Zhu's strength, it's not enough to see it.

"No! I'm here to practice, so I'm not going to eat, so let's go straight away! ”

Two chapters in one!

(End of chapter)