In the morning, the sky first appeared.
Behind the faint clouds and mist, a purple-bearded white dragon shuttled through it, its breathing sound like a deep thunder, slowly swinging through the entire Jianyang Mansion.
Moving clouds and spreading rain is the responsibility of the Immortal Court, and there is a dedicated Immortal Family responsible for it.
The white dragon is not so much bringing rain as it is moving water, transporting water from other places to this house.
If an ordinary wild monster were to do this and cause disaster, it would not be killed by the Immortal Court. However, it is now under the orders of the gods. Even though it is against the rules, no one will usually take care of it.
"Don't be in a daze!"
In front of the Tutu Temple, the old man threw out his crutch, and the wooden crutch flew into the sky and hit Bailong on the forehead neither lightly nor hard.
"Ouch."
Ziyang cried out in pain and angrily retracted his searching eyes.
Zongzhu Shen followed the monk and disappeared without a trace. Coupled with what the Earth Master said earlier, he had no intention of spreading rain now and just waited for an opportunity to sneak away.
"Don't forget that you still have things to do." The Tutu Master grasped the crutches again and reminded him meaningfully. Then he withdrew his gaze and walked towards the temple with the support of two old boys.
"After all, we are Taoist friends who have come together, so how can we rest assured for a while?" The old boy shook his head and explained a few words for him.
The Earth God is a very special job. He receives the salary of the Immortal Court, but it is very likely that he has never been to the Immortal Court in his life. On the contrary, he has closer contact with the Divine Dynasty. On weekdays, he mostly works for the Divine Dynasty and takes on personal responsibility.
Supervision responsibilities.
But the current Human Emperor is a man of great perseverance. During his reign, the entire land of China was barely peaceful and stable.
The imperial court recently had the idea of ​​​​conquering idle wild immortals and recruiting talented people from all over the world for its use.
Among them, spreading clouds and spreading rain is considered a very important job... Although they don't know why it is important. After all, although this matter involves people's livelihood, the Immortal Court is responsible for it. Spending such a high price to recruit a large number of rain prayers seems to be a good idea.
I can only help make up for the shortcomings when Xianting is negligent.
But since the imperial court valued him, they didn't mind recruiting talents for him to fill up the quota.
This white dragon will have a good future as long as he stays calm.
As for the Dao Realm Loose Immortal, people looked down upon his salary and couldn't spare his figure, so they didn't insist on it. They just hoped that his fate would be hard enough so that he wouldn't fall into the muddy water just after going down the mountain to practice.
The Land Master of Jianyang Prefecture was rarely promoted to the eighth rank. He was so rich in experience that he rarely made wrong judgments.
For example, in his opinion, the current dispute between Bodhisattva practitioners is like a quagmire of evil that is extremely muddy, the kind that leads to death and no life.
These two people neither broke heavenly laws nor violated the laws of the gods, they were just doing household chores.
Even if he wanted to report it, he couldn't find a way.
Even his own land didn't dare to get involved in something, but that boy actually agreed so happily... Either he was a fool, or he was a natural killer, no matter what, he was not in the mood to meddle in other people's business.
.
As long as the people of Jianyang Mansion are safe and sound, no matter how many corpses of monks are buried in the darkness of this place, they have nothing to do with the Divine Dynasty and can be treated as if they are invisible.
"You will get used to it. They are not on the same path. You are not a Taoist friend, so let's just say goodbye."
"If these two people are dead, there won't even be anyone who can go back to that remote place to deliver the message."
With a slight sigh, the Land Master of Jianyang Prefecture stepped into the temple. He was already a little surprised that people from such a small place almost always carried the high hopes of the people in his hometown.
However, before the second foot took a step forward, his eyes flashed and he slowly looked back.
boom--
I saw the white dragon turn into a stream of light and fall to the ground, showing a human form, staring into the distance with a face full of surprise: "Lord Tutu, they are back!"
Hearing this, the two old boys looked at each other and hurriedly lowered their heads and coughed a few times.
The Tutu Master's face turned red, but fortunately he was already dark, so he couldn't see it clearly.
His eyes narrowed slightly and he looked in that direction.
Then he saw the two people walking together in front of them, and the panic-stricken Taoist monk from the Ziyun Sect behind them.
The expressions on the latter two's faces clearly meant that something was wrong.
But all four of them returned intact, with no scars on their bodies and no change in their breath.
As far as he knew, although the Wisdom Skywalker was stronger than the Spiritual Light Walker, it was far behind in other areas and could never reach the level of crushing.
Let’s look at the attitude of the wise skywalker towards the young man.
Although he was just as gentle before he left, that was because Zhikong was very virtuous and was humble and courteous to everyone. At this moment, he obviously treated the young man as a good friend, and even felt a little grateful.
"..."
The land lord of Jianyang Prefecture walked outside the temple and looked at the young man in black shirt again.
His expression gradually became complicated.
If he wasn't an idiot, he was a cursed person who was born to kill. He believed in his nose that the smell of blood on this young man's body would be difficult to wash away even with fairy ointment.
Such an existence, if coupled with corresponding strength...
"Is the matter done?" Land Master raised his eyes slightly.
"Go back to Earth Master, it's done." Monk Zhikong nodded, clasped his palms together and said, "Thanks to the help of friend Shen Xian, otherwise the young monk almost caused a big disaster."
As soon as he said this, Ziyang finally let out a sigh of relief and was almost frightened by the old land man. He just said, how could it be possible for someone who could rely on killing methods and dare to kill immortals to bring Hongze back to peace?
Planted on a Jianyang Mansion.
Now not only is he safe, but even practitioners like Master Zhikong are full of praise.
"Lord Tu Tu, I have told you that my brother is good at slaying demons and monsters. If you don't find a job for him quickly, if you miss this village, you will not have this temple." He turned around and looked at Lord Tu Tu again.
He said good things.
Compared to Ziyang, the two old boys were so frightened by Zhi Kongxing's words that their faces changed.
Thanks to Shen Xianyou?
You must know that this group of people is not going to deal with some monster this time. The person facing him is another practitioner of the Bodhi Sect. Even if he makes a mistake, there is no guarantee that there will be many fellow disciples or elders who will care about him.
This Sanxian senior is just starting out, and he offends the three religions right away?!
This kind of courage is really not something that ordinary small temples dare to accept, so it’s better to miss it as soon as possible!
However, they are still a little curious about what role a Taoist monk who has not entered the True Immortal Realm can play in the battle between the practitioners.
"Errand..."
The Tutu Master took a deep look at Shen Yi and tightened his grip on his crutch: "Excuse me, my dear fellow immortal, please move to the temple."
He has seen people who are powerful and have strong murderous intentions, but those people are all disciples of great religions, and they have a clear sense of purpose. Even if they cause any trouble, they can at least find their masters and elders to punish them and compensate them.
But this young man is different.
If I guessed correctly, the other party should also be from Hongze.
If this young man surnamed Shen really has the ability to participate in the martial arts fight between practitioners, even Shi Ren might not be able to control him in the remote and remote area of ​​Hongze, nor can he afford to pay anything.
Rather than saying that he wanted to find a job for Shen Yi, it would be better to say that he wanted to put some restraints on him.
"call……"
The Tutu Master reached into his arms, caressed the cold sign, and gradually made up his mind.
Since you are good at killing monsters, then go for it.
He turned around and waited for Shen Yi to walk into the temple, then gently closed the temple door.
"..."
Shen Yi watched the land master's actions quietly without saying a word.
He did notice something different in the other person's expression.
But let alone the fact that there is a Bodhisattva practitioner standing at the door. If something is wrong, he will most likely not stand idly by.
The Earth Master is only at the eighth level, and his strength is only equivalent to that of the Taoist realm. If he really takes action, Shen Yi is not very afraid. If he steps back ten thousand steps, he still has Bima Wen protecting him in his fairy court.
"I'd like to ask my dear friend to pass this on to the white dragon for me."
The Tutu Master first took out an iron sign with the words "Pray for Rain" written on it with gold hooks and iron strokes.
He simply explained: "The Human Emperor established a new department in addition to the six departments of the imperial court. There are eight departments under his command, and the Rain Praying Department is one of them."
Speaking of this, Tu Tuye looked directly into Shen Yi's eyes, trying to see something from it. After a while, he found nothing and could only sigh: "Yes, I have helped the prefect take care of Jianyang Mansion for many years. I just want this place to be Heping, I can’t trust people like you.”
"Since you can come back alive, I, a mere eighth-grade immortal, probably can't control you."
"But someone can take care of you."
The Tutu Master's face became much more serious, and he finally took out another iron plate: "Besides the eight divisions, there is actually another division. In the entire Jianyang Prefecture, only the prefect knows about it, and he only gave one iron plate."
"I'll give it to you today."
He stuffed the sign into Shen Yi's palm.
I saw that the pattern on the sign was extremely weird, as if a word was originally written, and then a deep knife mark was left, cutting the word into pieces. It looked like a new shoot growing wantonly, carrying a few A different sense of beauty.
"What company?" Shen Yi lowered her eyes and stared at the sign.
Hearing this, the land man smiled and quietly looked away.
"Demon Slayer Division."
Chapter completed!