The manager of Nujiang City!

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Deacon of Dongcheng, Yuyang County!

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Governor of Thunder Island!

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The head of Wu'an City!

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At the top of the roster is naturally the highest, most powerful, and at the same time the most prosperous region.

Among them, the best comprehensive is the governor of Nujiang City.

The Nu River is a tributary of the Jinlong River, no more than four or five hundred miles long, no more than five or six hundred meters wide, but the geographical location is excellent, across the land of three counties, and the first river of the Daqian Dynasty, the Longyuan River, is connected.

There are many cities along the river, and although Nujiang City is not the most prosperous one, it is the one with the longest history.

The position of the head of Nujiang City was not too good in the area owned by the Wudang Sect, but for their group of mediocre disciples, it was good to bubble.

With the environment of Nujiang City, as long as you are in the position of the manager, you can easily get thousands of taels of oil and water when you are young.

Such a position with sufficient oil and water may not be encountered once in more than ten years!

As soon as there was a vacancy in a really good position, it was divided up by that group of elite disciples and the top level of the sect.

This time, it was because of special circumstances that it was their turn to divide up with a group of mediocre old disciples.

Before participating in the assessment, Xuan Youzi had already said about his position. So there was nothing to hesitate about, and after a brief look, Song Yifei reported for the position of the head of Nujiang City.

The disciple in charge of recording showed an unsurprising look.

Unless you have a sick brain, you will pick the best.

After the record was completed, the law enforcement disciples crossed out the position of the head of Nujiang City with a brush to prevent the followers from choosing again.

Song Yifei signed, and after pressing the handprint, he said goodbye and left.

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The day after participating in the assessment, Xuan Youzi asked Bai Haoxuan to call Song Yifei over.

"Have you broken through your internal strength?"

The first thing Xuan Youzi said when he saw Song Yifei was to ask him about his cultivation.

The results of this assessment really made many elders drop their jaws.

"The disciple broke through a few days ago!" Song Yifei said modestly.

As for the real reason, I won't say if I kill you!

"I heard from the law enforcement disciple that your swordsmanship has also reached the end of the world?"

"It was also a fluke breakthrough a few days ago!"

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Xuan Youzi was a little speechless, and said in his heart that it was really time for you to come by luck.

"Anyway, you can get the first place, and the master has a light on his face, and he is even more happy for you!"

Xuan Wuzi said with a relieved expression.

In addition to having it on the face, there are some invisible benefits. For example, Song Yifei fished oil and water, and he had to be more or less filial to him.

"Tan Chengsheng, the deacon of Dongcheng in Lancang County, is your senior brother, I will write a letter in my hand when you leave, and when you arrive in Nujiang City, remember to pay a visit!"

Nujiang City belongs to the area under the jurisdiction of Lancang County, and the governor of Lancang County is Song Yifei's superior.

Although the regional deacon of Lancang County is not as big as the governor of Nujiang City, it can be more or less related.

There are people in the DPRK who are easy to do, and it is inevitable to form gangs and factions in any organization, and Song Yifei, who is a social animal, naturally understands it immediately.

"Thank you, Master! I will definitely talk to Senior Brother when the time comes!"

For Xuan Youzi's actions, Song Yifei couldn't talk about gratitude.

Only if there is a use value, someone will help you, and if there is no use value, you will not see anyone for half a year.

After talking about his position, Song Yifei took the opportunity to ask some questions about his cultivation, after all, he had just suddenly become a monk.

Regarding Song Yifei's questions, Xuan Youzi answered them all patiently and meticulously.

Although he only broke through at the age of thirty-five, he is destined to have no great achievements in the future, but if he can break through to the perfection of internal strength, he can be regarded as a good hand.

After going back, Song Yifei concentrated on cultivating his internal strength and practicing martial arts, in order to hope for further progress.

The tranquility brought by blue jade has a great auxiliary effect, and it is not advisable to go mad when practicing, and it can calm down when practicing martial arts.

"The progress speed has at least doubled, this blue jade effect is against the sky!"

After tasting the benefits, Song Yifei was overjoyed, basically the jade did not leave his body, and his body did not leave the jade.

When he returns home, he plans to find a skilled craftsman to create a chain specifically for Sapphi.

It doesn't matter if the qualifications are mediocre, as long as you get a few more of these treasures, the cultivation speed is not the same as riding a rocket.

When Song Yifei was obsessed with cultivation, three days passed in a flash.

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With the packed bags on his back, Song Yifei wore a long sword on his waist and walked towards the Foreign Affairs Hall of Wudang Mountain.

The official appointment of the governor of Nujiang City requires him to go to the Foreign Affairs Hall to collect it. The Foreign Affairs Hall is the department responsible for all the secular affairs of the Wudang Sect, which is equivalent to the six departments of the imperial court.

The martial arts of the Daqian Dynasty were prosperous, and the big sects of the gate were similar to the small courts.

On the way to the Foreign Affairs Palace, Song Yifei met many disciples who also went to receive the appointment.

In the last assessment, Song Yifei was in the limelight, and now the old disciples who went down the mountain at the same time basically know him.

"Senior Brother Song, it's early!"

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"Senior Brother Song, I also went to Nujiang City to take up a post, I hope to take care of it more in the future!"

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"Senior Brother Song, I am in Lancang County, and I have the opportunity to come and move around more!"

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When most of the disciples saw Song Yifei, they would greet him and talk enthusiastically. In the last assessment, except for those gray-clothed disciples, the others did not have a direct conflict with Song Yifei.

In the future, there will be many ways to go out to do things, and there will be many friends, not to mention a rich second generation.

In the magnificent Foreign Affairs Hall, hundreds of disciples had gathered at this time, and other disciples came from time to time.

Stepping into the main hall, Song Yifei raised his eyes and saw that the main hall where hundreds of people had gathered still seemed empty, the ground was paved with a whole piece of blue rock, and there were eighteen stone pillars near the wall.

The stone pillar is dark in the blue, giving people a deep feeling like the sea. Each stone pillar is carved with the four lifelike divine beasts, the green dragon, the white tiger, the vermilion bird, and the Xuanwu.

Directly in front of the hall was a large empty wall, covered with dense notices.

Some of the notices are written about the major events that have happened in the rivers and lakes, and some are tasks issued by the sect.

In addition to the tasks fixed by the sect every month, there are also some idle out-of-office tasks, which can be picked up or not.

Before officially descending the mountain, the reason why some disciples wandered the rivers and lakes was basically to take on the task.

It's a pity that the original owner is a martial idiot, and he has never taken over the task of going out, and he has never gone down the mountain.

"Senior Brother Song, I offended my little brother a lot last time! I hope you don't remember the villain, bear with me, bear with me!"

A person walked in outside the main hall, it was the fat man who Song Yifei had taught the worst lesson in the Wind Roar Cave.

The fat man was smiling, and he couldn't tell that the two had a holiday at all.

Can bend and stretch, people in the same way!

"There! There! Last time, Senior Brother was a bit heavy, so I hope you can bear with me!"

Song Yifei also smiled and apologized sincerely.

"It's not a secret, the area where the junior brother is located is Shuoma County near Nujiang City, and I hope that the senior brother will take care of it when the time comes!"

Although Shuoma County is a county, it is not under the Nujiang City Management. Whether it is a county, a city, or some important towns, there is no relationship between superiors and subordinates, but is under the management of the county.

Although the Gate Sect is similar to a small court, it is not a small court after all, and there is no need to set up so many levels.

The management cost is too high, and even the Daqian Dynasty does not dare to set up posts indiscriminately, let alone a sect. If it weren't too far away, the top brass of Wudang would have wanted everyone to report directly to the Foreign Affairs Palace.

"Since they are brothers in the same sect, they should take care of each other! If the junior brother has any trouble in the future, just come to me!" Song Yifei patted his chest and promised.

"Then I'll thank Senior Brother first! By the way, I have a little thing here, and I don't know if Senior Brother likes it or not!"

The fat man smiled and stuffed a piece of high-grade mutton fat jade pendant to Song Yifei.

This fat man is really sensible!

Although Song Yifei didn't care about a piece of jade pendant, he liked the attitude of the fat man very much.

In the past, he was the only one who gave gifts to others, but this was the first time I saw a return gift.

It's rare! It's memorable!

Song Yifei quietly accepted the jade pendant, and then the two chatted enthusiastically, the more they chatted, the more speculative they became, and finally they almost drank and worshipped.

Through chatting, Song Yifei also knew the identity of the fat man, the fat man's name was Ma Zhao, and he met the seven elders of the True Palace, Yi Yuanzi.

"In the future, Brother Song can call me Ma Liu, don't be polite!"

"Senior Brother Ma is really approachable!"

Just when the two were chatting hotly, the deacons and elders of the Foreign Affairs Hall began to distribute the appointment documents, and the first person to be called was Song Yifei.

"Song Yifei! Liulin County Governor! This is your paperwork, go to work as soon as possible after confirmation!"

The deacon elder looked arrogant, Song Yifei looked at the paperwork, his face was ugly, and the fat man next to him, Ma Liu, was blindfolded.