In Taoist cultivation, it is called the First Birthday of the Great Dao.
In Wenxiu, it is called the holy way and my heart.
In fortune cultivation, it’s called fortune-telling.
After refining the six mountains of true spiritual life, I feel as if I was born in the avenue of numerology, raised by the avenue of numerology for thousands of years, and then set foot in the world.
I am still unable to fully understand these avenues of numerology, but my speed in learning the avenues of numerology will be a hundred times a thousand times faster than in the past.
Li Qingxian clenched his fist and put away the six True Spirit Mountains, then raised his arm, preparing to use Taoism, then stopped.
With the power of the fifth level, the magical power of the mountains, just one palm thunder can blow up the entire Chunfeng Residence.
At this moment, Li Qingxian heard the announcement from the King of Coward’s guards. He thought about it, took out the last snake nail, handed it to Han Anbo, and took out a spiritual talisman and handed it to him.
"This time, don't do it yourself. This talisman must be worn close to your body until I ask you to take it off." Li Qingxian stared at Han Anbo.
Han Anbo smiled and said: "Okay."
After seeing Han Anbo off, Li Qingxian and Zhou Hen headed to Si Zhengdian.
When he arrived at the entrance of Si Zhengdian, Li Qingxian saluted the portrait of Emperor Taining as before, then walked across the threshold to his seat and glanced at Jian Yuancang.
The swollen Jian Yuancang had a dark face and gently clenched the armrests with his hands.
Li Qingxian said: "I practiced in seclusion last night. I wish you all the best."
The Coward King stared at Li Qingxian with squinted eyes. When Li Qingxian sat down, he suddenly smiled and said: "Master Leng, what do you say?"
Leng Can, as a third-grade martial arts cultivator, kept staring at Li Qingxian.
Others couldn't sense it, but his high-grade strength made his heart skip a beat the moment he saw Li Qingxian.
Li Qingxian's temperament is very different from before. At first glance, Li Qingxian seems to be standing on the top of mountains and peaks. The aura around him is like a flood, and the sound of continuous crashing mountains seems to be heard in his ears.
Leng Can said slowly: "In principle, I have no objection to Deputy Commander Li serving as Chief of the Patrol Department."
Jian Yuancang said hurriedly: "He is only in the sixth grade..."
Before he finished speaking, Jian Yuancang reacted suddenly and stared at Li Qingxian.
All the officials suddenly understood and whispered among themselves.
"A fifth-grade person who is less than twenty years old would be a genius anywhere."
"There are not many fifth-level martial arts cultivators at the age of twenty, but they are not few either. However, the fifth-level life cultivator at the age of twenty is unprecedented."
"Unexpectedly, Gang Feng's son is also a genius in cultivation."
"Congratulations to Mr. Li Hou for being promoted to the fifth rank!" Wei Yong said loudly.
Everyone thanked him one after another.
"Thank you all." Li Qingxian smiled and thanked him.
The Coward King coughed slightly and said: "Since Deputy Commander Li has been promoted to the fifth rank of Practical Cultivator, and the position of Patrol Division Sizheng is also at the fifth rank, then I will write to the court today, please grant Li Qingxian the title."
Jian Yuancang looked at Leng Can hurriedly.
Leng Can remained motionless.
Jian Yuancang was stunned for a moment, let out a long sigh, and lowered his head.
When the officials saw this scene, they shook their heads slightly.
The overall situation has been decided.
"From now on, I will be called Li Sizheng." Wei Yong said with emotion.
Everyone congratulated again.
The old man in Chunfengju breathed a long sigh of relief.
Leng Can and Jian Yuancang's subordinates were silent.
Jian Yuancang looked up at Li Qingxian from time to time. Once Li Qingxian looked over, he hurriedly lowered his head to avoid it, covering up the ferocity and anger in his eyes.
After the meeting, as soon as Li Qingxian walked out of the Si Zhengdian, he was surrounded by many officials, chatting with each other.
Jian Yuancang took stiff steps and slowly walked out with his subordinates.
"Sir, our yard is over here." A subordinate reminded hurriedly.
"I want to see His Royal Highness the King of Chu."
When the subordinates heard this, they suppressed their joy and hurriedly followed.
Night falls.
In the study room of Prince Chu's Mansion, Ye Han sat half-assed on a chair, with his shoulders slumped slightly, looking at the middle-aged man behind the desk.
The man was wearing a blue dragon robe, with a fair complexion, three strands of long beard, and a steady gaze.
Tang Enqing, King of Chu.
Tang Enqing slowly closed the book, looked up at Ye Han, with a slight smile on his face, and said, "Brother Ye, how are you practicing these days?"
"The lower official has lived up to the prince's expectations and was promoted to fifth rank yesterday." Ye Han straightened his chest slightly.
"Oh, your Zhenzhen Altar is missing a dragon scale. Have you found all of them already?" Tang Enqing asked.
Ye Han said helplessly: "I originally wanted to wait, but unfortunately my skills are overflowing. If I wait any longer, it may be harmful rather than beneficial. I have to give up using dragon scales to create a true spirit. I can only use second-class divine objects to replace them."
Dragon bone."
"The dragon bone is also an incredible divine object." Tang Enqing nodded.
"I heard that Li Qingxian has also been promoted to the fifth rank." Ye Han stared at Tang Enqing's face.
Tang Enqing's face did not change at all, his faint smile remained constant, and he said: "Yes, he was promoted to the fifth rank and took over the patrol department. Today, Jian Yuancang came to the house crying and I had to comfort him. This Jian Yuancang
Ah, he was so indecisive. If he could have made a decision earlier, why would he be here today? Now a bunch of idle people are pointing behind his back and laughing at him for trying to get ahead in Woniu Mountain. What a shame."
After Tang Enqing finished speaking, he shook his head slightly.
Ye Han's heart trembled slightly. Is this King of Chu trying to kill him?
"Yes, Mr. Jian is indeed very pitiful, but I believe he will cheer up soon and will never let Li Qingxian mess around in the night guard." Ye Han said.
Tang Enqing said: "Lord Jian also told me that his men are overwhelmed and wants a few more people from me. He also asked you by name. Ye Han, what should you do?"
Ye Han sat blankly, vaguely feeling that King Chu was not asking for advice.
Scenes from the past flashed through my mind, and the disastrous defeats against Li Qingxian were vividly in my mind. Now, even Jian Yuancang, such an important chess piece of the King of Chu, has been completely defeated. I...
Ye Han looked away, lowered his head slightly, and said: "Your Highness, I have just been promoted to the fifth rank, and it will take a long time to consolidate my cultivation. Once my cultivation is stable, I will do your best for Your Highness."
"But Lord Jian is in urgent need of manpower." King Chu said.
Ye Han was keenly aware that King Chu's voice was getting louder. He looked up secretly and saw that the smile on King Chu's face remained unchanged, but the shadow cast by the magic weapon lamp fell on his face and seemed to be thicker than before.
"I'm going to explain to Sir Jian now. Please wait a moment." Ye Han lowered his head again.
King Chu nodded and said: "That's fine. Recently, there are some real shortages of the fifth grade in various government offices. Where do you want to go? Think about it and talk to me to see if I can make arrangements for you. Recently, there are internal and external troubles, and there are real shortages.
It’s rare, it’s better to do it sooner rather than later.”
Ye Han looked at King Chu who was still smiling lightly, and said hurriedly: "Thank you for your support, Your Highness."
Tang Enqing nodded, then picked up the book on his left hand and read through it slowly.
It was quiet in the study room. After a while, Ye Han stood up and said, "I'll take my leave."
Tang Enqing nodded and continued reading.
Ye Han walked out of the study, used his true energy to gently close the door, walked down the steps, and looked up at the starry sky.
A dark cloud passed under his eyes.
Before, every time, the King of Chu would go out to see him off.
Ye Han returned home and stood at the door, leaning against the doorpost, motionless.
The King of Chu said nothing, but he said everything.