In the early morning, there were not many pedestrians on the streets of Xiancheng, and the beast cart sped along the wide street until it came to a halt at the foot of a gentle slope. [Ran^Text^Library] Along the white jade steps in front of you, a majestic hall standing far away is the Deacon Pavilion of Xiancheng, and at this time there are already monks in twos and threes climbing the steps, and many of them may have the same purpose as the dialect.

Entering the Deacon's Cabinet is a spacious lobby with spotless floors and rows of chairs scattered throughout. On the wall facing the gate, there are several huge white jade stone walls, on which there are flashing lines of small characters, which are all kinds of tasks recently released by Xiancheng, and the tasks related to the Demon Swinging Army are also among them.

Everyone stopped in front of the stone wall to watch, and then Fang Yan walked alone to the right side of the lobby, where there was a special registration point for the Demon Swinging Army. Walking through the corridor, Fang Yan came to the innermost room, which was very spacious, and there were two compartments in the inner position, which was the place where the registration was located, and dozens of people lined up in two columns in the room.

There are quite a few monks who want to join the Demon Sweeping Army, and the time for the dialect to come out is not too late, and they are still behind these people. Moreover, it has been a while since the Demon Swinging Army opened its door to ordinary monks, and now that so many people have come to sign up, you can imagine how hot the scene was when the recruitment began.

After waiting for more than an hour before it was Fang Yan's turn, just as he was about to step forward, a voice suddenly came from beside him: "Wait, help me get things done first, you wait for a while." ”

The voice was not high, but the tone was unquestionable, and everyone looked at the speaker in surprise when they heard the voice, and they didn't know who was so loud. I saw a young monk dressed in a fancy costume coming from outside the door, seeing that the cultivation was similar to the dialect, this person didn't plan to line up at all, and went straight to the compartment by bypassing these people inside.

"It turned out to be Chang Gongzi, please hurry up. How dare the working son come in person, there is no place to sit here, and I hope that the son will forgive his sins. "The deacon of Xiancheng who is in charge of signing up has reached the middle stage of foundation building. But he changed his cold face, hurried out from behind the long table, and said with a stammering face.

"It's okay, do an errand for a friend, and leave soon. It's this squad, how about getting them a second-level squad qualification. The conditions are still up to the mark, right?" the young monk, who looked a little delicate, was full of pride. Even in the face of Deacon Xiancheng, it was a lazy tone.

And this deacon didn't care, he was charming in front of everyone, nodding and bowing, and there was still a little bit of the appearance of the deacon of Xiancheng, completely like a slave. The deacon didn't look at the jade plaque handed over by the young monk and said, "Yes, it fits, it's just a second-level team." Do it right away. ”

After saying that, after a while, I helped him do it with his hands and feet, and the speed was surprisingly fast. Only then did the young monk raise his eyelids, snort, and say a few more painless words, and swaggered away from here. It seems so calm and natural.

Fang Yan stood in place as if he were nothing, like an ornament placed next to the two of them, until the deacon diligently sent the person away, and then took out the identity card that he had previously been in the Poison King City, and prepared to sign up. Dialects have long been familiar with things like this. This young monk must be the core disciple of the Xiancheng family, even if he is a deacon of Xiancheng, he does not dare to offend at will, but this deacon's style is too ugly to make people disdainful.

Unexpectedly, the deacon returned to his seat, and immediately changed back to his previous face, glanced at Fang Yan coldly, and then took Fang Yan's identity card with disdain. The man's role change was spectacular. Just now, he was still a market boy, but now he has turned into the image of a worldly master, and from time to time he strokes a few sparse yellow hairs on his chin.

"Poison King City monks, I seem to have heard of this place, but I didn't expect there to be people from other places. If you want to apply for the second-level team, I'm afraid it's not enough to qualify, but it's just three monks in the early stage of foundation building, so let's start with the low-level team in a down-to-earth manner, don't be too ambitious, you must know that the Demon Swinging Army is not an ordinary team, and it would be very good to be able to allow you to join. Holding the dialect's identity card and looking at it for a moment, the deacon said with disdain.

"When the inferior people were in the Poison King City, they didn't stop hunting demons, they were the second-level team very early, the task of Xiancheng was completed fairly, and there was never any arrears, and I also asked the deacon to be accommodating, and there were records of the previous tasks completed on the identity card. Fang Yan's heart tightened, this person was like two people before and after, he didn't want to say much when he met this kind of snob, but it was about the contribution point and the future treatment in Xiancheng, so he still suppressed his anger and said.

"Hmph, how can that kind of small place be compared to my Jiuyuan Immortal City, just pull a few foundation building monks and want to join the Demon Army, and open your mouth to be a second-level team, when the Demon Army is so easy to mix, when this is your Poison King City? Unexpectedly, this person lost his temper and reprimanded him loudly.

"Dare to ask Lord Deacon, why did the monk who was similar to Zai Xia directly apply for the second-level team, but he had to start from the first-level team below, why is this, is it because Zaixia is from other places?"

This man sneered a few times when he heard Fang Yan's words, and then shouted towards Fang Yan: "You still dare to compare with Chang Gongzi, you are so bold." With the Chang family as a guarantee, let alone a second-level squad, even if it is a higher level. What kind of person are you, dare to come to my Xiancheng Deacon Pavilion to spread the wilderness, let me out now, if you don't leave, I won't even be able to stay in Xiancheng!"

Several monks behind Fang Yan also gloated, and even a few pointed at Fang Yan, with a look of ridicule on their faces, obviously looking down on Fang Yan for such a dirt bun.

The folk customs of this prosperous immortal city are such philistines, even the stewards of these immortal cities, before they came here, they met a group of monks who acted dirty, and now they came to sign up and met such despicable villains. The same is true for these monks in the city, the young monk just now openly cut in line and this group of people did not dare to come out, but now they are pointing fingers at the dialect, and no one has said a word of justice, which makes the dialect disappointed here.

A few people behind him couldn't wait to squeeze in front of Fang Yan, and smiled at the deacon, they didn't want to let go of this opportunity to sell well, there seemed to be no shortage of such snobs anywhere in this fairy city. And the deacon, seeing the way Fang Yan was ridiculed, couldn't help but snort coldly, and glanced at him smugly.

Reporting a name but encountering such a thing, Fang Yan was depressed in his heart, and it seemed that he could only find another way, or go out to hunt demons on his own, and the name of the Demon Swinging Army should not be wanted. Walking out angrily, Fang Yan suddenly remembered something, Su Yingxue had handed him a jade plaque, saying that he could use it if he went to Qingyuanzong to find her, and this immortal city was said to be actually under the rule of Qingyuanzong, and I don't know if it was useful.

Thinking of this, Fang Yan turned back, and in everyone's surprised eyes, he took out the jade plaque and said to the deacon: "Since you want someone to be a guarantor, can the disciples of the Qingyuan Sect be, they are also foreign monks, are they qualified?"

After speaking, Fang Yan threw the jade plaque in his hand towards the deacon. The man was stunned for a moment, and then took it.

"Qingyuan Sect Su Family! Daoist friend was introduced by the Su family? This Daoist friend, what happened just now was a complete misunderstanding, a big misunderstanding. There are many offenses in the next, it's really sorry, it's all in the fault of the next, please punish the Taoist friends, no matter what, I don't dare to have half a word. When the deacon saw the contents of the jade plaque, as if he had been stung by a needle, he almost threw the jade plaque out, and quickly stood up and begged for mercy in front of Fang Yan, and his face turned pale.

The monks in the room who had just laughed at the dialect slipped away when they saw that the situation was not good, and even the deacon was frightened like this, which showed that the dialect was not small, and it was not a matter of asking for trouble to offend such characters. Jiuyuan City has the most such people who see the wind and rudder, and Fang Yan can be regarded as having a good understanding today, but he has no leisure to meet these people.

"In this way, there are people who are guaranteed in Xia, and applying for the second-level team should be eligible, right? There is no need to say anything about punishment, Daoyou is only offended, not the Su family, how dare you punish Daoyou, but don't be driven out of the city." "This person is old and sophisticated, and when he sees that he can't hide from it, he simply takes the blame for the crime first, and the dialect can't be more serious with this kind of person, otherwise there will be endless idleness, but verbal punishment is essential.

Fortunately, this person only talked about it, and he didn't really drive the dialect out of the fairy city, otherwise with the dialect's temperament, this matter would never have been gently put down by him. The man was sweating on his head at this moment, and the other deacon in the room also put down what he was doing, and stood aside to stop talking, not daring to come forward to persuade him, for fear of angering the tongue again.

"Don't dare, don't dare, no matter what, it's all wrong in the next, and if you want to be punished, you will bear it with all your might. Now it's better to go through the registration procedures for the Taoist friends first, and when this matter is completed, it is not too late for the Taoist friends to punish them. Fellow Daoists, please. The deacon said stubbornly, he didn't expect to meet two big people in a short time, and this person even moved out of the behemoth like the Su family, and he deserved to be unlucky.

"As I said just now, it is not the Su family that Daoyou has offended, but only a mere one. Daoyou Gui is a deacon in Xiancheng, and he has to beg for a living in the city, where do you dare to punish the people of Xiancheng, Daoyou should go through the formalities first. The dialect said ambiguously, let him tremble for a while, lest he soon forget this lesson.

"Yes, yes, that's good, fellow Daoist wait. The man replied quickly, not daring to say anything more for himself. Thinking about it, he is also aggrieved, a monk in the middle stage of foundation building, but nodding in front of two monks in the early stage of foundation building, and almost offended the one in front of him to death, where did this all come from, how did he let himself be put on the.

This time he was quicker with his hands and feet, faster than he had done for the young monk, and in a few moments he helped Fang Yan complete the formalities and handed over a jade plaque to Fang Yan. Fang Yan casually held it in his hand, and was about to turn to leave, when the man suddenly shouted behind him: "Fellow Daoist, slow down, there is one thing I forgot to say." (To be continued.) If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendation and monthly passes, and your support is my biggest motivation. )