"Lord Hebo, those spirit officers have begun to impeach you again."

Du Yu leaned in front of Qiu Ping and said in a low voice.

Originally, some time ago, because of Qiu Ping's mouth cannon attack, those spirit officials stopped for a few days.

But I didn't expect that not long after this had passed, Qiu Ping gave them a big job again.

I don't know where to pull more than 2,000 people, and all of them are above the level of the Holy Fetus, except for the high-end combat power, this is equivalent to the number of gods in several states.

Originally, Caoyun Yamen was a little bloated, but now it is like a steamed bun, swelling to a mess.

The envoys have finally found the point of spraying.

What are you going to do with so many people at once? Rebellion?

Shinto has always forbidden the separation of gods and spirits, so as to avoid being like the previous gods, all the great gods occupy one side, listen to the tune and do not listen to the announcement, and almost all of them have become independent small kingdoms.

Now Qiu Ping's Caoyun Yamen already has this trend.

The spirit officials suggested to King Mingling, hoping to break up these gods of Caoyun and distribute them to various places, so that they could not be twisted together to avoid hidden dangers.

There was even a suggestion that it should be split into three strands.

Part to the Netherworld, part to the Northland, part to the starry sky.

If you still don't feel that it is enough to disperse, send some of it to the four seas.

Anyway, there is a shortage of people everywhere in Shinto, and the strength of these demon clans is not weak, so they can just respond to emergencies.

In short, there is only one opinion of these spiritual officials, and I don't think a yamen should be allowed to swell to this extent.

Split, must be split!

"Tell me, these people are really hateful, they can't be happy and fish, they have to come to me for trouble."

Qiu Ping expressed great melancholy.

I didn't mess with anyone, why do you always come to make things difficult for me?

The people I recruited by virtue of my ability, why should they be assigned to other yamen?

Du Yu looked embarrassed on the side, he couldn't say that, after all, we are just Caoyun Yamen, and it is really a waste to have so many people at once.

In fact, in essence, it will also hinder the efficiency of Caoyun, and at least half of the final revenue must be set aside to pay for the additional two thousand gods.

The value for money is really not high.

Just when Du Yu was thinking about how to persuade again, he suddenly heard a report from below, saying that Ling Bo, the head of the house, asked to see him.

"He must have come to complain, the household is in charge of tax revenue, and this time there are two thousand more gods at once, Ling Bo will definitely not do it."

Du Yu whispered to Qiu Ping.

"Ah...... It's the thorn. ”

Qiu Ping remembered that he had been busy rectifying those thorns in Caoyun recently, but he had forgotten that there was also a thorn in the sixth house.

At the beginning, this Ling Bo and those fellow intellectuals didn't give themselves face, and Qiu Ping never had a chance to deal with him.

Let's straighten it out together now.

"Let him wait outside for a while, Ben Hebo is busy."

Qiu Ping is going to dry the old boy for a while, last time I called you not to come, now you want to see me, and I won't see you.

We also have tempers.

"I think you're right, we have more than 2,000 people at once, and we can't keep it for dry food. We must actively create revenue, expand business scale, grasp user pain points, open up new tracks, take efficiency as the main starting point, horizontally open up category coverage, pay attention to perceive granularity, promote market sinking, and make efforts to play a set of combination punches......"

Qiu Ping's eyes were deep, he looked into the distance, and said quietly.

The cold sweat on Du Yu's back came out, damn it, I couldn't understand what Hebo was saying.

"Before, I proposed to King Mingling that I want to unite with the Ministry of Thunder to form a law enforcement agency."

"I don't think I can get this job, after all, our Caoyun Yamen is too far from the authority of the Ministry of Thunder. But I think it's too wasteful to just assist the human dynasty in transporting goods. ”

"I think we can open up the River Styx, and transport goods during the day and people at night...... Well, transport the dead. ”

"Look at our Caoyun map, connecting the six states in Kyushu, and there are countless prefectures and counties along the way. If these rivers are also opened, the land of Kyushu can be included.

"At that time, if we dig some small rivers, we will be able to use them as arteries and really extend to the prefectures and counties."

"At that time, all the Yin Souls can be sent from the Cao Canal all the way to the Imperial Palace, and then from the Imperial Capital to the Netherworld, which will greatly increase the efficiency of transporting the Yin Souls and avoid the heavy loss of the Yin Souls."

Qiu Ping stretched out his hand to reveal the phantom of the thirteen rivers of Caoyun, stretched out his hand and pointed and said.

When he clicked his fingers, he used Kyushu as a chessboard to lay out an overall situation.

Du Yu originally just thought that Qiu Ping was joking, but when he heard it, he actually felt that this method was promising.

In the past, the yin spirits in the world were connected to the yin division by various prefectures and counties, and it took countless yin differences.

However, if Caoyun is used as a channel, as long as checkpoints are set up at the main nodes and the operation of Caoyun is maintained, all the yin spirits in the world can be transported to the imperial capital, and then transported to the yin division.

What he didn't know was that there was actually another factor why Qiu Ping thought about it so much.

Because he once crossed under the table of Minister Yang Jun of Lei and overheard the conversation between Changyang Jun, King Mingling and Taishi Shen.

In order to strengthen its control over the human world, Shinto is preparing to implement the [Spiritual Root] system based on the [Source Lineage] in various places.

That is, all reincarnated Yin spirits must have a brand in their body beforehand. This imprint will determine the depth according to the level of merit in previous lives.

Those with deep imprints have superior spiritual roots, and the authority to obtain spiritual essences between heaven and earth is higher, so they can naturally absorb more spiritual essences.

On the contrary, the essence of the essence is meager.

The collection of Yin Souls is done by the people of the Yin Division, but the authority to enter the [Spirit Root] brand is in the hands of the Earth.

If you use Cao Yun to gather all the Yin Spirits in the Imperial Capital, it can greatly strengthen the efficiency of the brand.

"But...... We have nothing to do with Yinsi, Yinsi won't take care of us. And we also have to say that the Ming Spirit King has the hope of uniting Yin Si to achieve this. ”

The influence of this method is too great, and it is no longer something that these middle-level gods should consider.

"Hehe, it's a coincidence, I happen to have a billion points of relationship in the Yin Division."

Qiu Ping smiled, doesn't this reflect our good popularity.

To put it mildly, our relationship in Yin Si is much thicker than in the world.

The Taishi God obtained my [Huangquan Terrace] to become the king of the Netherworld, and with the 70,000 gods in the Huangquan Terrace, he obtained enough foundation to establish a path in the Huangquan Sea.

Also, I was a Qi axe that day, but it was the creation treasure of the Taishi God back then.

Just based on our relationship, it would not be an exaggeration to say that there is no blood relationship between father and son.

"Wait here, I'll come back."

Qiu Ping was also a fiery character, and immediately disappeared into place, escaped into the void, and went in the direction of the netherworld.

Du Yu looked at the empty hall, a little dazed.

And he suddenly remembered that it seemed that Ling Bo, the head of the house, was still waiting outside.

……

The vast sea of yellow springs, boundless, and the turbid waves rolling, as if there is rolling mud and sand inside, sweeping away to wash away all the sins.

Countless hideous faces emerged on the water, struggling to escape from it.

But Huang Quanhai is like a viscous glue, dragging them mercilessly to the bottom of the water.

The impurities in this yellow spring are the precipitation of all kinds of negative forces in people's hearts for thousands of years.

In the center of the Huangquan Sea, a flesh-and-blood giant sits cross-legged, his body seems to hold up the entire heaven and earth, the huge body with no skin but flesh and blood and meridians, looking extremely shocking and palpitating.

If you get closer, you can see that there are a lot of holes in the giant's body.

These holes were intricately intertwined, and there were countless figures the size of ordinary people, but the figures flying in and out of the giant's body seemed to be very busy.

"The new batch of Yin Souls has been refined, ready to be harvested and branded with spiritual roots, and then sent to the six realms of reincarnation."

With that giant as the center, there are actually countless figures up and down.

They rode in large boats, like fishermen, and threw their fine fishing nets into the Yellow Springs Sea, and then the fishing nets tightened, dragging up the bodies with calm faces and translucent bodies.

These yin spirits have all been washed by the yellow spring water.

All the grievances in your previous life have been eliminated, but what you do in the next life depends on how much merit you have done in your previous life.

On the Sea of Yellow Springs, there was a mist teleportation corridor suspended, and all the ghosts that had been salvaged were sent into the teleportation corridor, and then behind the mist, there seemed to be countless eyes watching in the dark.

As soon as the Yin Spirits approached, a large seal stretched out from one hand and covered the faces of these Yin Spirits.

After that, these ghosts continued to teleport, until they entered the six realms of reincarnation, and reopened different lives.

The deep fog channel is endless, and the dense figures are connected into a line, as if the endless assembly line seems to be connected to the sky.

The great seals stamped by those officials are divided into three grades, which correspond to the upper three of the six.

As for why the lower three realms are not imprinted, I'm sorry, the lower three realms are suffering, and they are not eligible to obtain the [Spiritual Root] brand.

But it didn't take long for the fog in the sky to fluctuate suddenly, and then a figure appeared out of thin air.

"I'm Qiu Ping, I'm finally back!"

Qiu Ping's figure flashed on the sea of Huangquan and fell quickly.

If it weren't for the Yin Si blocking the voice, I'm afraid that the world would be full of his squeaky and loud voice.

His sudden appearance caused the gods in the entire Huangquan Sea Fog Path to look sideways and look at his position.

The black fog was rolling around, and some of the hideous ghost soldiers were about to rush out with their weapons in their arms.

But soon, a message came from within the huge flesh giant's body, and the ghost soldiers were all calmed down.

Qiu Ping's figure flashed again, and he appeared in a large area of land that was squirming slightly, the whole red color, like a huge piece of flesh and blood.

In fact, this is the head of the First God, the Lord of the Netherworld.

"Is the Taishi God here, I'll come over to talk about business."

Qiu Ping lay on the land, patted it gently, and shouted at the top of his voice.

"The Beginning ......"

"Stop shouting, I'm here."

On the huge flesh and blood land, eyes, noses, and mouths suddenly appeared, and they were too far apart, and Qiu Ping could only see the huge eyes open in front of him, like an abyss with no bottom in sight.

"Taishi God, that's the case, I deeply feel that the operation efficiency of our Yin Si Yin Soul is not high, I am not in charge of the human Cao Yun now, I am thinking about whether to transform the Cao River and connect it to the Yin Si Yellow Spring, so that the Yin Soul of the human world will enter the Yin Si ...... from Cao Yun."

Qiu Ping told the Taishi God about his plan, and he was a little apprehensive in his heart.

Although he bragged to others outside, saying that he had a deep friendship with Taishishen, in fact, the two had only met a few times, and most of the time it was because of interests.

"Well, I agreed."

"Primordial God, listen to my explanation......"

"What? Do you agree? ”

Qiu Ping had originally prepared a full stomach of words, but now he couldn't use it.

"You go and make an appointment with King Mingling, and I will pull a tributary from the Yellow Spring Sea. For other things, you look for the Blood Prison Yan Jun. The pupils of the Primordial God twitched slightly, and the deep pupils flickered with a heart-warming light.

"Ah...... Good...... Well, I actually want to ask you to help me talk to King Mingling about this matter, but he may not agree to my proposal. ”

Qiu Ping heard that Tai Shishen was so refreshing, but his face was a little embarrassed.

Speaking of which, among the bigwigs he knew, Changyangjun gave him the feeling of being more like a father, arranging his path smoothly and properly, but he did not take the path of Lei Fa in the end.

Taishi Shen is like the uncle of the neighbor's house, although everyone is not too familiar, but the two sides are still relatively happy whether it is trading or communicating.

Only King Mingling has always been his boss, and Qiu Ping was still a little stunned when he saw King Mingling.

The last time he proposed the joint law enforcement of the Human Shinto and the Thunder Ministry, King Mingling did not give a direct response. Now that he has joined forces with Yin Si to open up his luck, he has no bottom in his heart.

"Go ahead, King Mingling will agree."

"If he doesn't agree, you come back to me."

The voice of the Beginning God sounded slowly in Qiu Ping's ears.

"Really?"

Qiu Ping was a little hesitant, but when he thought of such a big guy and a big man, he shouldn't lie to himself.

"Then I'll go find King Mingling first, and I'll come over when the time is confirmed."

Qiu Ping slowly left the top of the Taishi God's head, and then his body shook and disappeared.

"Anything good for the earth, the old boy will definitely agree."

After he left, the eyes of the flesh land blinked twice, and then slowly sank into the depths of the flesh.

"The Tianqi axe has already started, and it seems that there will be another catastrophe...... This kid is better than me, so he shouldn't end up like me. ”

Slowly, as if a sigh sounded.

Suddenly it rained muddy rain on the entire Yellow Spring Sea, and some ghosts who were struggling to crawl out of the water were poured by the rain and hid under the water with a miserable howl.

Many Yin Si gods raised their heads one after another, how could the mood of the Netherworld Lord change so much today?

"King Mingling! Is King Mingling at home? I've got something to play! ”

The figure of the little loach had just disappeared from the Huangquan Sea, and the next moment, at the gate of the God's Yamen in the capital, there was a loud voice like a broken gong, which made people scratch all over their bodies, and many priests frowned and looked at the people with some displeasure.

(End of chapter)