"It's been an eventful time lately, and after I take office for a long time, I'll retreat with you in the mountains and rivers to avoid the limelight." After the two finalized their appointments, they chatted.

"What's going on lately?" The little loach was a little weak-hearted, he was thinking about how to revitalize the Dinghai Sea during this time, but he didn't pay much attention to the things in Qingzhou.

"It's not a recent thing, since last year, the emperor of the human court has used troops against the Hu people in the north, breaking dozens of tribes and expanding more than 1,000 miles." When He Bo talked about this, the emotional changes in his eyes were a little inexplicable.

"This is a good thing, the current emperor can be regarded as a generation of heroes."

In the history books of Qiu Ping's previous life, any emperor who can defeat the Hu people and expand his territory is generally evaluated well.

"It's a good thing, the territory that is developed, there will be Shinto settled in the future, and it will be of great benefit to our Shinto." Hebo's eyes were gloomy, but he sighed.

"However, with the successive use of troops, it is difficult to sustain the food and grass of this march. Not to mention far away, but our Changning County has been collected several times, if it weren't for the successive auspiciousness in the past two years, I'm afraid that the people would have starved to death a lot. These creatures die under the rule, but for the gods in charge, they will always be tainted with some calamity. ”

Hebo continued.

Speaking of this, Qiu Ping's heart moved, and he seemed to have some impressions.

Before he was still serving as the god of Huangao Jing, the imperial court once sent people to the village to collect grain, and at that time it was said that the imperial court wanted to use troops abroad, so additional collection was carried out.

"No wonder...... It is no wonder that the emperor wants to sacrifice to the heavens and pray for a bumper harvest this year, and Wei Linggong also wants me to lead the mobilization of the source veins and promote the essence of the spirit, so that this year can have an unprecedented bumper harvest. ”

Qiu Ping sighed with emotion and spoke.

What Hebo said was related to what happened to him.

"What? Welling has ordered you to do this? When He Bo heard this, the expression on his face changed suddenly.

"That's right, they said that this was a good thing, and it was beneficial to my cultivation in the Yuan Body Realm. I was thinking about stepping into the Yuan Body, so I answered. Qiu Ping didn't think there was anything wrong with this, and he didn't think there was anything difficult about it.

When Qiu Ping saw Hebo's performance, he also had a bad premonition in his heart.

I'm a kind little white flower, I won't be pitted.

"Speaking of which, this matter is naturally good for the Yuan Body. The Yuan Body must go through tribulations, and the three tribulations and nine tribulations are experienced by everyone, and if it causes turmoil in the Heavenly Dao, there may be more tribulations. The more calamities a person experiences in the Yuan Body, the deeper the refining and polishing will be, and the future savings will naturally be thicker. ”

"If you start from this point, the benefits are great."

"But this dynastic expedition must completely cut off the harm of the Hu people in the north and achieve unfinished achievements through the ages. If it can really be done, those who participate in this matter will definitely enter the annals of history in the future and obtain boundless benefits. But the war will inevitably lead to turmoil in the world, countless lives have been lost, and countless families have been separated, which is too deep and too wide. ”

"Although you are only responsible for the promotion of grain and grass in Qingzhou, after all, if you want to step into the Yuan Body, you will naturally attract the Qi of Calamity. For others, it is only three calamities and nine tribulations, but when it falls on you, it is different. ”

He Bo sighed and told Qiu Ping about the root cause.

After all, Qiu Ping's cultivation time is too short, and he is still confused about many of the tricks here. After all, Hebo is an old fritter, and he can see the problem at a glance.

Qiu Ping's little black face suddenly turned pale, and he was already preparing to survive for hundreds of years and pass through the Yuan Body safely.

I didn't expect such a thing to happen.

Could it be that Wei Linggong is targeting himself and using this matter to kill himself?

"Welling Gong definitely won't want to harm you, it seems that he really intends to reuse you. Although there are many disasters this time, if you can survive it, the future will certainly be smooth. ”

He Bo groaned slightly and said slowly.

When encountering a calamity, just thinking about accumulating merit to offset the calamity, or avoiding the calamity through the method of escaping the world, although it is the most common method, it is too commonplace.

The final achievement is also decent, flat and stable.

However, the genius disciples of many forces will do the opposite, and will deliberately attract some greater calamities, and if they can survive it, the benefits will be even greater.

"No, no, no, I don't want to be reused, I'm still young, even if I have seniority, I can climb up step by step." The little loach is very scared in his heart, isn't this harmful, just his own ability, three tribulations and nine tribulations are enough for himself to drink a pot.

The little loach shook his head into a rattle, and he left the Hebo Mansion in a hurry.

This is still thinking about arranging jobs for others, but I didn't expect to get into trouble first.

Recently, it has been a bad time, so I came back for a walk, and I got on such an errand.

He Bo still wanted to stop Qiu Ping, but the little loach's movements were too fast, and he ran away in a blink of an eye.

……

The little loach's body flickered, and he headed towards the state city god yamen reflected in the entire Qingzhou void.

He was already familiar with the road, and soon passed the checkpoint and entered it.

In a whole dark world, countless tall buildings are lined up one after another, closely arranged, and among them, in the center of it is the tallest building, its cornices and arches, the shape of which is huge and exaggerated, like a swallow spreading its wings in the dark.

Countless lanterns burning with red light were suspended in the void in rows, reflecting a sense of solemnity in the entire dark world.

Qiu Ping glanced left and right, and saw that there were no acquaintances, so he sneaked into the mansion.

Although this is almost the most important place in Qingzhou, it is surprisingly impossible to see any guards here.

Maybe it's because this is the dojo of Welling Gong, and in the Qingzhou realm, no one dares to cause trouble here with a bad brain.

"Who are you? What are you doing here? ”

As soon as Qiu Ping stood at the door, a middle-aged military attache with two beards on his lips came over, although he looked suave, he was holding a chain in his hand, and at the other end of the chain, there were several people chained.

Although these people are crying and begging for mercy, they are wearing official uniforms, and they should also be Shinto people.

Qiu Ping was puzzled, how could so many Shinto officials be arrested here? Could it be that this person is a royal history?

However, the imperial history only has the power to report, and has no power to take it.

"I've seen this adult, the little god is Qiu Ping from the Fallen Dragon Pass, and I came here to meet Wei Linggong this time."

Qiu Ping saw the momentum transmitted by the person who came, so he replied respectfully.

"Wei Linggong still has some things for the time being, I shouldn't have time to see you, why don't you give me a hand first. You will go again when he is empty. ”

The military attache didn't know if he had heard Qiu Ping's introduction, so he called a loud envoy to arouse Qiu Ping.

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