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Chapter 49 Seventh Rank Martial Artist

Chapter 49

Eunuch Ade, who was lying on the bed, waved his hand, and the people waiting around him immediately dispersed.

Shan Changhe also dispersed his men, and everyone left the house one after another until only Eunuch Ade and Shan Changhe were left in the house.

"There is an oral message from His Majesty."

Shan Chang knelt down on the ground and said, "I respectfully listen to the holy will."

Eunuch Ade cleared his throat and said: "Tall stall, are there really gods in the world? Your Yulong Guard can check by the way, where are the gods on the mountain, and how can you become a god? Check this matter carefully.

, there’s no need to alarm too many people, find it out, tell me quickly.”

"I will keep this in mind."

Eunuch Ade coughed and said: "Big stall, the edict has been conveyed, please get up quickly."

Seeing Shan Changhe stand up, Eunuch Ade couldn't help but ask: "Taiwan, are there really immortals in the world? Please tell me carefully. If your majesty asks, I will have something to answer."

"Well……"

This question stopped Shan Changhe, and he didn't know how to answer it for a moment.

If you ask ordinary people in this world, I am afraid many people will immediately give an affirmative answer: yes!

There are more than just immortals in the world, and immortals often show up. On a certain day, in a certain year, in a certain place, there is an immortal who cannot be burned by fire, and cannot be invaded by water...

There was flooding in a certain place, and an immortal divided the torrent with his finger and diverted the water into the lake.

One by one, each piece is as lifelike as if you saw it on the spot.

For example, the skin-transplantation technique a few days ago was witnessed by many people with their own eyes, and it was definitely not fake.

But for a true practitioner like Shan Changhe, the closer he gets to that door, the more hesitant and uneasy he feels.

This road is so narrow that it seems as if it doesn't exist.

The closer I get to that door, the more out of reach I feel.

Many times Shan Changhe couldn't help but wonder whether this path to immortality really existed.

It's like the vitality of heaven and earth around you, which was extremely full just a moment ago, has disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.



In the room, after Li Xing saw off Ma Qianli and his party, he began to practice cross-legged practice and use the cave-heaven mind method.

At this moment, he seemed to have burped and exhaled a breath of thick air.

Not long after the vitality of heaven and earth around the county government was refreshed, it was looted by him.

At this moment, Li Xingshen was satisfied and opened his eyes. There were two red candles in his pupils, shining brightly. If someone looked at him, he would even feel unable to open his eyes.

After a long, long time, the red light in Li Xing's eyes gradually extinguished. He stuffed a marrow-cleansing pill into his mouth, chewed it and muttered:

It’s level seven.

A seventh-level martial artist is already considered a mid-level master in the mortal world. Under certain circumstances, Li Xing can shout: I want to fight ten.

For seventh-level warriors, this realm is called the Fire Eyes. Just because there is enough essence in the body, it will be exposed in the eyes because it is still unable to be retracted and released as desired.

I have just been practicing for a short period of time, and I don’t know if the progress is fast or slow.

However, the refreshing speed of the surrounding heaven and earth energy was too slow, and it was simply unable to meet Li Xing's cultivation speed.

With a snap, he snapped his fingers and brought up the system interface.

The light curtain unfolded in front of his eyes, and his identity information appeared at this moment.

Name: Li Xing

Occupation: County magistrate (law enforcement is like a mountain)

Realm: seventh grade martial artist

Skills: Ice Thought, Haechi Eyes, Primary Tracking (Smell)

Points:80



Looking at the few points left, Li Xing couldn't help but sigh: "The county magistrate's family doesn't have any food left."

Boom, boom, boom.

The door was knocked outside, followed closely by Ma Qianli's voice. Across the door, he said excitedly: "Sir, your Majesty's reward has arrived today. There are many wealthy squires in the city carrying gifts to celebrate you.

What kind of banquet do you think I should prepare?"

"What are you celebrating? I don't have time."

"Uh...okay."

Ma Qianli said helplessly, scratched his head and left.

If something like this happened in other counties, let alone throwing a big banquet and setting off firecrackers for ten days and nights, it would not be too much to even carve a monument and write a biography.

When the time comes, the gentry and wealthy people will come to support us, and everyone will carry the sedan chair, so that the road will become wider and wider.

Li Xing's behavior is making the road narrower and narrower.

Ma Qianli sighed, he had to go and socialize with the squire who came to congratulate him, and he was asked to see off Eunuch Ade when he returned to the capital. He was really worried.

Before Eunuch Ade left, Shan Changhe prepared a thick stack of legends about immortals for him, which he had collected from the people. They were similar to rising in the daytime, curing diseases and saving people. A certain young man was initially looked down upon by others, and later became a

Immortal, come back and kill everyone.

I hope these things can satisfy His Majesty's curiosity.

Maybe after some time, he will be interested in other things.



Before dusk, Zhao Lei returned home exhausted. He sat down on the bench and said, "Madam, bring me a bowl of water. I'm exhausted."

"I'm tired, I don't know what you do every day, you don't care about the crops in the fields, and you don't repair the walls at home if they collapse." A woman with a linen-covered head said angrily.

Zhao Lei immediately stood up, sneered, scooped a bowl of water from the water tank, brought it to the woman, and said, "Isn't this the Yamen's busy business?"

"The affairs of the Yamen are always the affairs of the Yamen." The woman sighed: "Didn't you say that the new county magistrate is good? Talk to him, change your position as a sergeant, and let you go home and farm."

"This... how can I say it out loud?"

The smile on Zhao Lei's face faded and was filled with helplessness.

In this era, the first class people cultivate immortality and enlightenment, while the second class people study and farm.

A policeman like him, who only arrests people to collect debts, is looked down upon by the villagers, and his descendants cannot take the imperial examination to become officials.

That’s why I chose this line of work because my family didn’t have much land and couldn’t make ends meet.

If we change to another county, although it has a bad reputation, if we can extort some money and food, some oil and water subsidies will be good.

But Baihu County is different from other counties. Firstly, it is poor and secondly, it is poor. To sum up, it is both poor and poor.

If you are poor, there is no money to be made. If you are poor, you are a mixed bag. You don't know the identity and background of the other party, and you can blackmail them at will. What if he is a desperado and comes over in the middle of the night and kills each one? This kind of thing... is not completely impossible.

How the former county magistrate died is still a mystery to this day.

Zhao Lei had no choice but to spend the day honestly, eating a few breakfast buns on the street to relieve the stress a little.

"Why don't we run away?" the woman said.

"Escape, escape to where?"

"There is no chance of success here. We fled to the south. I heard that wherever the climate is good and there is plenty of land, there is always a bowl of food to eat..."

"Uh...this..."

"Is it Mr. Zhao's family?"

Suddenly a voice sounded outside the hospital, interrupting the couple's conversation.

Zhao Lei raised his head and saw Yang Erlang standing outside the courtyard wall, followed by several people. He was also carrying a few fat fish in his hand.

Zhao Lei is just an ordinary policeman. Yang Erlang said this out of respect.

He laughed and said: "After inquiring about many people, we finally found him. Haha, thanks to Capt. Zhao for saving our child, we came here to thank Capt. Zhao."


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