All Lords: I Created The Mythical Heaven!

Half an hour ago.

Previously, Xiao Kun walked outside the main hall where the door was opened to seek talents, and was being examined by the gatekeeper.

Inside the palace.

"The time has come."

"According to the practice of this dynasty, the lower officials should go and inform the Yinshi City God, and we will go and sit down to open the Hall of Seeking Xian."

Huang Fu, who was sitting high in the side room, nodded slightly.

After getting permission from the court officials, Fang Xiwen, the lord of Guluo City, jumped from the inner city to the outside of the City God's Temple.

The figure of the white deer flashed past.

According to the express provisions of the Great Xia Law, the cultivation level of every Xiancheng city master cannot be lower than the divine transformation stage.

after all.

A fairy city is in charge of 108 counties, and there are countless towns and villages under the county, which are not included in the official rank of Daxia.

"A few days ago, you told the people under my administration that the population has exceeded the 400 million mark."

"I'm really happy."

Fang Xiwen held the white deer in his arms. He gently stretched out his hand and carefully stroked the deer's head.

Xiaolu felt the tenderness of the Lord of Guluo City and meekly rested his head on his palm.

The white deer seemed to be able to understand the official's words. It lowered its head slightly and listened carefully.

Fang Xiwen continued: "Under the rule of Guluo Immortal City, the burden of 108 county towns rests on my head."

"The lives of forty million mortals depend on me. They all depend on me to survive."

Fang Xiwen gently rubbed the deer's antlers, as if thinking about something.

Then, he sighed and continued: "But in Fengtian Province, I am walking on thin ice and walking in the abyss."

"There have always been unruly people in the assessment of new lords every few decades."

"In the past few years before the laws of Bactria were promulgated, some successful civilized lords used their power to wreak revenge on the Immortal City in the DPRK."

"There are many cases where the fairy city disappears overnight, and there are no written records in the Ministry of Household Affairs."

"If things continue like this, I don't know if Guluo City will have a chance to successfully be promoted to an immortal mansion."

Xiaolu curled up quietly in Fang Xiwen's arms and became his spiritual support.

"I have to learn to lower my head. In order to control the 40 million people at dawn, it's okay to have a few smiling faces."

Fang Xiwen said in a daze.

next moment.

"I'm lucky to have you with me."

Fang Xiwen felt a warmth flowing in his heart, and his pressure eased a little.

The white deer in the arms is the spirit of luck in the fairy city.

[The trace of immortal city luck you swallowed will increase your cultivation level by 0.01. 】

"Although I don't know why talking to the spirit of luck can increase your cultivation."

"However, it is always right to share more about life and talk."

Fang Xiwen swallowed a mouthful of Immortal City Luck and rushed to the City God's Temple without stopping.

…

at the same time.

Daxia Zhongzhou.

Supervisor Tiansi.

"Hell, the spirit of the Lord of the Immortal City is in a state of high pressure and tension again. He needs to use up a bit of the Immortal City's luck to recover."

"Zhenman Mansion's accounts are once again unable to make ends meet and are in the red!"

Several Taoist priests of the ninth grade supervisor were eager to report the latest situation of the fortune fluctuations in the major states of Daxia.

"Check it quickly."

"Zhenman Mansion belongs to the Sixteenth Prefecture. That provincial fairy mansion will be called..."

Baozhangzheng Taoist priest of the eighth grade was furious. He seemed to think of something. He paused and spoke again:

"Recently, new lords of this class are arriving in Fengtian Province of Barren State one after another. The Immortal Mansion and Immortal City in Fengtian Province are temporarily unavailable for investigation."

"Sir, he is the city lord of Guluo City, Manfu, Town of Fengtian Province, Huangzhou. Fang Xi heard that he is under a lot of mental pressure."

The air became quiet.

Baozhangzheng waved his hand, indicating that he didn't need to worry about it anymore.

"It's the unlucky gang from Fengtian Province who are responsible for this. I don't know how many lords of fairy cities have died in the past few years."

"Those civilized lords who claim to be their destiny, all have their eyes set high above their heads."

"It's hard work no matter who you serve."

…

Conversations on the road.

But it takes a few microseconds.

For a monk in the transformation stage, this time is enough to talk for a long time.

Fang Xiwen held a stack of Daxia sacrificial inscriptions and handed them to the temple blessings of the City God's Temple. After the latter took them, he saluted respectfully towards the golden body of the City God.

Subsequently.

The temple worshiper burned the sacrificial inscriptions in his hand to the Yinshi City God of Guluo City within the incense domain.

A line of blue smoke slowly appeared.

The wooden Dharmakaya in the City God's Temple moved, and a young man with the same face as the sculpture came out.

"Brother He, I haven't seen you for many days. I wonder if the incense offered by the people recently is to your liking."

Fang Xiwen stepped forward to greet him.

"The new lord examination papers issued by the imperial court are imitations of the sacrificial texts."

"It's very public."

City God He Qingran took a deep breath of literary energy and incense, with an intoxicated look on his face, and a brilliant golden light appeared.

This kind of sacrificial text written by the civilized lord is improving the city god's cultivation both tangibly and intangibly.

The literary style and incense attached to it are extremely useful.

"Let's go and meet this generation of civilized lords."

"correct."

"It is said that the most evil genius this year will come to this city, the one who dominates the list."

Fang Xiwen Youyou said.

There was a pop.

Hearing the words "No. 1 on this year's list", City God He Qingran almost fell down and wanted to turn around and leave.

"Master Fang, could you be teasing me? At this time, you called me up?!"

He Qingran cursed angrily.

"This is the custom of this dynasty."

Fang Xi heard the words floating in his mouth.

All of He Qingran's emotions were blocked, and the latter's face turned blue and white, hesitating.

"Let's go, Master He."

Fang Xiwen said with a smile.

Their friendship lasted for thirty or forty years, and they worked hand in hand to advance and retreat together.

In other words, deep interests have been tied together for decades.

…

Open the door and enter the Qixian Hall.

"I respectfully invite the Lord of Dongluo Immortal City to personally award the Great Xia Naxian Incentive to the candidates!"

The clerk holding the pen gave a clear drink.

The Lord of Dongluo City, Fang Xiwen, City God He Qingran, and Chaozhong Daoist Huang Fu came out together.

"Xiaoguan/Xiao Kun, I have met three adults."

The scribe and Xiao Kun trembled, and immediately bowed their hands respectfully.

"The seventh-rank official of Daxia, the lord of Yangshi City in Dongluo City, Fang Xiwen."

Fang Xiwen spoke with a solemn expression. He first saluted Xiao Kun and sat on the left side.

"The seventh-rank official of Daxia, the Yinshi City God of Dongluo City, He Qingran."

He Qingran spoke anxiously, followed by Xiao Kun, who returned the greeting and sat on the right side.

"Da Xia is a fifth-grade Taoist official, Zhongzhou Immortal Selection Department, yellow robe."

The man in yellow clothes calmly sat down in the middle, and with a blink of an eye, he opened his Dharma Eyes imperceptibly.

I observed the luck contained in Xiao Kun's fate.

Naturally, he came to Immortal City not all because of Lu Yun, but more to fulfill the conventions of the Great Xia Yun Dynasty.

[The luck and fate of ordinary civilian lords in the second trial]

The second generation of lords will not come to Huangzhou at all. The lords with connections in various states have already taken care of the relationship between the DPRK and China.

Go directly to the Iron-Blooded Great Wall.

The top 100 geniuses in the era assessment will be blessed by the great luck of the National Lord Era.

The Taoist official couldn't see why.

And whether Huangfu could happen to bump into Lu Yunshang in Guluo City is another matter.

After all, Supervisor Tiansi couldn't find out Lu Yun's plane or the specific changes in his destiny and luck.

They could only rely on the strategy of casting a wide net to catch more fish, and set out a range to find the fairy city where Lu Yun was most likely to appear.

"That's weird, that's weird."

Huang Fu closed his eyes, filled with surprise.

"The depth of Xiao Kun's fate is filled with thin and scattered luck, followed by a trace of unknown luck."

"You can't find out the other party's specific luck?"

Huang Fu only saw that the outer color of Xiao Kun's natal life was red, and there was a faint trace of yellow luck in the depth.

"Fortunately, it was just a bit of luck. This kind of luck cannot interfere with the specific appointment and dismissal of the Great Wall guards."

Huang Fu sighed and did not change the appointment and dismissal of the ninth level [Exercise Guard] in Xiao Kun's military book.

It only takes a moment to make a difference.

"A great virtuous man."

"Since he has passed the test of the times, in accordance with the practice of the imperial court, he is specially named the Feixianguan of the Immortal Luck Division."

"Enjoy a salary of three million spiritual stones every year."

Huang Fu smiled and took out a waist badge representing Feixianguan. After groping for a while, he took out a storage magic weapon and handed it to Xiao Kun.

"Sir, may I ask what rank Feixian Guan is?"

Xiao Kun looked excited and asked cautiously.

He was really envious of the scene where the three adults came out to apply for official positions just now.

In Daxia's education system that has existed for hundreds of years, all candidates have more or less understood the same truth.

I pretended to be a career editor in my heart, and I was making up big news.

The end of the universe is the establishment!

Hearing this, Huang Fu's face froze slightly.

"This year, Linggu County, the Lingyun Immortal Tea just offered, you might as well try it together."

Fang Xiwen and He Qingran froze, using the gesture of drinking tea to cover up their guilty conscience and panic.

"Positive ninth grade."

Huang Fu's expression did not change, and he stated the official position openly.

Gudong.

Xiao Kun was slightly disappointed, but quickly cheered up. He had a stable job and was decent outside.

The ninth grade is also an official, not a bitter petty official.

After another round of pleasantries, everything was explained.

After the three Daxia officials sent away the confused Xiao Kun, they all let out a long sigh.

"I hope he won't bear any grudge against us in the future."

Huang Fu took a sip of the spirit tea and then put it on the table without saying much.

"If you don't take that path, you will be a ninth-grade official."

Fang Xiwen replied with a smile.

"Yes, if you are unlucky, being a ninth-grade official is a blessing that many people cannot ask for."

"Who can say for sure the success or failure of his future choices, or even whether he can come back alive."

He Qingran closed her eyes, moved her fingers slightly, and a wisp of incense fell on Xiao Kun.

To please a good eye.