The origin of this Jinling town soul envoy is not small.

Su Shouyi was born in a military family and received strict military training from an early age. His grandfather was a veteran general of the Qianguo and made great contributions to the country. The same is true of his father, who is now a general in the Ministry of War, and under the influence of his family, Su Shouyi is determined to become an outstanding soldier.

Through his unremitting efforts, he finally made his mark in the army, and with the paving of his family, he soon became a young colonel. In one battle, he led his troops to successfully resist the enemy's attack and defend the frontier. Since then, he has become a hero in the army, and with this he has become a major general.

The thirty-year-old major general is extremely rare in the Qianguo of today's "Haiyan Shengping", and he was finally appointed as the soul envoy of Jinling Town.

But the position of the soul envoy of this Jinling town is not so easy to sit on.

As the ancient capital of the Six Dynasties, Jinling City has a very long history and extraordinary heritage, which also causes the family of Jinling City to be extremely xenophobic.

At that time, Su Shouyi, who had just served as the soul envoy of Jinling Town, relied on a pair of iron fists to subdue them, yes, it was a pair of iron fists, and the families of Jinling City could not let them out of their swords.

What's more, there is a real top boss like Li Xuanqing who supports him above, and he is not afraid that some guys will not cooperate, and the position of Su Shouyi's Jinling Town Soul Envoy now seems to be as stable as Mount Tai.

"No, Xinhai City is under the jurisdiction of Yang Lan's girl, that girl is steady, she will report if there is a problem, and if she doesn't squeak, it means it's okay."

Li Xuanqing continued to shake the rocking chair gently, the fan in his hand flickered slightly, and he didn't even raise his eyelids when he spoke, looking so uncomfortable.

"Yes."

Su Zhen's soul, who was smiling and calling for wind and rain outside, was extremely respectful in front of this old man, and this person in front of him was not only his top boss, but also his mentor.

Speaking of this old man, it is also a legend.

Li Xuanqing was born in a fishing family, the family had a large boat, and his father raised more than a dozen sailors under his hands, at least a local landlord class.

Unfortunately, when he was six or seven years old, his father was killed by the fishermen on the boat, and the fishing boat was taken away, leaving only a pair of orphans and widows and a grandmother who was over sixty years old.

Her mother was killed by her father's accident, and she died of depression soon after, leaving only an old man and a young man to rely on each other. At that time, the world was uneven and chaotic, and even a normal adult man could not support his family, let alone such a pair of mother-in-law and grandson who had little ability to work.

Maybe Li Xuanqing's ups and downs in life experience made God unbearable, the mother-in-law and grandson who depended on each other for their lives relied on begging for food all the way, at least tens of thousands of miles away survived.

It's just that the mother-in-law is old, and when she walked to Qingxuan Mountain, her mother-in-law couldn't survive it after all, and fell in front of the mountain gate of Qingxuanguan.

Looking at such a pair of hard-working mothers-in-law, the Qingfeng Taoist people, the head of Qingxuanguan at that time, couldn't bear him to wander anymore, so he included it in the Taoist temple and accepted him as a disciple, according to the generations of Qingxuandao Temple, "Taishang Qingxuan, Miaofa Mingxin", and took the Taoist name "Xuanqing", as for what the common name is, the time is too long, he probably doesn't remember it.

Li Xuanqing is now in his early 100s, and in terms of age alone, he is more than ten years older than the old man of Zhao Jin's family, almost a generation apart.

"In the era of the end of the law, the aura has been revived, this world will eventually change greatly, the world of great contention, the strong will be the king, the weak will die, whoever is the king, and who will be reduced to the white bones under the supreme throne. The great wheel of the times is moving forward, and the only victor who can stand above all living beings is the one who is young. Hehe, let's fight, I'm old, and the future of the world is not in the hands of an old guy like me......"

Su Shouyi had already left, and the old man's dream-like words were only listened to by the bamboo forest and the gentle breeze in the garden.

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In the light of the great sun in the sky, a Taoist priest wearing a yellow scarf appeared on the street. His figure loomed in the mist, as if he had just come from another world. His face is engraved with the traces of time, and his deep eyes hide endless wisdom and mystery.

He held a nine-section scepter in his hand, and his steps were light and firm, as if he were measuring the world with every step. His yellow scarf fluttered in the warm breeze, and the yellow cloth shimmered warmly in the sunlight, creating a striking contrast with the gray stone bricks around him, giving him a sense of otherworldliness.

The people around didn't seem to notice the arrival of this man, as if he didn't exist.

The crowd was flowing, but for this Taoist priest, it was as if time had stopped. He just walked on his own, as if looking for something.

Suddenly, he seemed to feel something, and his eyes suddenly turned to the distance behind him, his gaze was deep, as if staring into the void in the distance.

"Hehe, the young Jiao is about to leave his little pond Tan, no one can stop him from soaring between this world and the world, this road to the dragon is not so easy to walk, we will meet again, the future king of this world......"

The corners of the Yellow Turban Taoist priest's mouth hung a hint of a smile, as if he was laughing at the chaos of this world, and as if he was embracing all the joys and sorrows of the world.

He walked through the streets, leaving a trail of footprints. His figure fades away from the other end of the street, as if telling an unfinished story.

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On the outskirts of Xinhai City, in a huge cave in Qinglong Mountain, a huge figure opened its eyes and looked in the direction of Xinhai City, but quickly continued to close its eyes, as if it was extremely sleepy and nothing could disturb its peaceful sleep.

The whole cave was silent, but there was a faint sadness in the air, like the sigh of the earth, and like the wail of the aura. The creatures around them all felt extremely depressed at this moment, as if an invisible force was pressing on their hearts.

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