Meet the Gentleman

Chapter 214: Conferring the Yin God
The ghosts in this world all have their own ways of cultivation, and do not really need the "Youfang Step" to get around. Besides, Feng Qingyan did not even think of the "Youfang Jue".

It is enough for the ghost soldiers to be able to control the power of the underworld.

At this time, Feng Qingyan closed his eyes and thought carefully to see if there was anything wrong. After a moment, he suddenly remembered that it seemed that in every wandering palace in his previous life, there seemed to be a soul well leading to the underworld, which was used to transmit the captured wandering ghosts.

But now, it seems not necessary.

After a while, he really didn't find the Soul Well in Youfang Palace...

There is no underworld in this world. Sending ghosts into the underworld now is nothing more than food for evil spirits.

Or they will transform into evil spirits.

At this time, Feng Qingyan took back the token, soul-catching chain, and the wandering black robe, and walked out of the Youfang Palace.

"Greetings to Mr. Fu."

Tuyang and all the ghosts bowed.

"What's the name of the elder in the mansion?" Feng Qingyan asked after motioning to the ghosts.

"The old man's surname is Yang, and his given name is Yang."

Tuyang was stunned for a moment, not quite understanding why the Lord asked his name.

"Tuyang listen to my orders!"

At this time, a brilliant divine power burst out from Feng Qingyan's body, and his figure became extremely tall, and it seemed that there was lightning flashing in his eyes, making the ghosts dare not look directly at him.

Moreover, the sound is like thunder, which makes people feel timid.

"Tuyang, listen to my orders."

Tuyang was stunned for a moment, then bowed.

"I, the City God of Qingshan, hereby appoint you as the Palace Envoy of Youfang Palace and grant you the position of an eighth-rank Yin God. You are responsible for managing all affairs of Youfang Palace and capturing lonely ghosts in the City God's Palace!"

Feng Qingyan shouted loudly, his voice rolling like thunder, spreading throughout the entire prefecture.

A token flew out from the Youfang Palace and hovered in front of Tuyang. It was the envoy of the Youfang Palace, emitting a faint divine power.

"Give me the uniform of an eighth-rank Youfang Palace envoy!"

A set of official uniforms emitting a faint aura of divine power flew out from Youfang and also hovered in front of Tuyang.

At this time, not only Tuyang was stunned, but even the ghosts were stunned.

The Lord of the Mansion was deified?

Can the Lord of the Mansion be deified?
How can this be?

Moreover, an eighth-grade Yin God can be enthroned in the blink of an eye?
This is simply unbelievable. It is even more unbelievable that even a terrifying existence like Emperor Tu Bo could not be deified, but the mysterious Lord of the Mansion in front of him could be deified!

If this matter were to get out, it would surely cause a sensation around the world.

It was even more shocking to the world than Feng Qingyan's promotion to the rank of Virtual Saint.

The ghosts still couldn't believe it.

Stunned on the spot.

But the Youfang Palace before him and the token emitting divine power were ironclad facts.

At this time, Tuyang knelt down, respectfully took the suspended token with both hands, and bowed down and said: "Tuyang obeys your order and thanks you for your grace."

"Just integrate a wisp of soul into the token."

Feng Qingyan's voice reached Tuyang's ears, and only he could hear it.

Although Tuyang hesitated for a moment, he still merged a wisp of his soul into the token, and then he and the token seemed to be connected together.

A dark force emanated from the token and flowed into his soul.

The soul that was about to collapse was infused with the dark power filled with divine breath, which made his soul extremely comfortable, like a sweet rain after a long drought.

During this period of time, his spiritual collapse caused him great pain.

This?
At this time, Tuyang widened his eyes, somewhat unable to believe it.

Originally he thought he was doomed, but who would have thought that a token gave him hope.

Although his soul did not recover, the rate of collapse slowed down, as if a mysterious force was repairing it.

It’s just that the time was too short and I didn’t feel much.

However, in just one month, or one or two years, his soul would be completely restored. Tuyang was so excited that his whole body was shaking.

At this moment, the suspended Youfang palace robe suddenly merged into his body, causing his aura to change, and his whole body exuded a faint divine power.

The eighth-grade Yin God that Feng Qingyan canonized at this time was only a Yin God within the laws of the City God's Mansion.

He is not considered a righteous god of heaven and earth.

As long as you leave the scope of Qingshan City God's Mansion, the position of Yin Shen will disappear.

At this time, all the ghosts looked at Tuyang with great envy, the burning feeling in their eyes became more and more intense, and they all looked at Feng Qingyan expectantly, hoping to be canonized as a god.

"Youfang Hall has sixteen quotas for wandering ghosts. You are the elder of Qingshan Marquis's Mansion, so you can decide the names." Feng Qingyan ignored the burning gazes of the ghosts and waved his hand. Sixteen ghost orders came out. "The ghosts of Youfang Hall may be able to control the power of the underworld with the ghost order."

Tuyang was shocked and declined, saying, "The Lord of the Mansion is the Lord of the Mansion, so he should make the decision."

Feng Qingyan said, "You are the envoy of the Youfang Palace, so you should decide the name. Don't refuse it anymore."

All the ghosts looked towards Tuyang, their eyes full of anticipation.

They didn't expect that the ghosts in Youfang Palace could also control the power of the underworld.

As far as they know, only those above the level of 360 ghost generals in the Netherworld can control the power of the underworld...

Feng Qingyan temporarily defines Youfang Palace as one ray of dark power, and the ghost soldiers as ten strands of dark power.

Ten thousand threads become one.

Dark power is precious and hard to come by, so don’t mess with it.

Besides, as the City God of Qingshan, he only has three thousand Daos.

Guimen had accumulated some dark power for who knows how many years, and he must not use it carelessly. Besides, he needed to find a way to increase his dark power...

Tuyang hesitated for a moment and then did not refuse.

However, he only sent out two ghost orders for the time being, one to the prime minister and the other to the commander-in-chief. The rest of the ghosts could only watch.

Although he is just a ghost soldier of Youfang Palace, he can control the power of the underworld, which makes him rare.

"In the Youfang Palace there are Youfang robes, soul-catching chains, and soul-smacking whips, and you are responsible for distributing them." Feng Qingyan added that he would not be managing the Youfang Palace himself.

What he needs now is to rebuild the City God's Palace.

"May I ask, Lord, how should we deal with the captured ghosts?"

Tuyang hesitated for a moment and said.

"Those who have committed heinous crimes will be killed, those who are brave will be trained to be ghost soldiers, and those who are mediocre will be made citizens of the government." Feng Qingyan said, this is the only way to deal with them now, as for sending them to reincarnation?

There is no reincarnation in this world at all.

"As ordered."

Pictured is the central bank's etiquette.

"Don't be disappointed, and don't be discouraged."

At this time, Feng Qingyan looked at the ghosts and said calmly, but the divine power on his body was not weak, so the ghosts did not dare to be disrespectful, "There are more than one or two gods in the Qingshan City God's Mansion?"

The ghosts became excited and expectant after hearing this.

"May I ask, Lord of the Mansion, how many Yin God positions are there in my City God Mansion?"

A ghost emboldened him to ask.

The ghosts became curious.

"How many officials are there in a country?"

Feng Qingyan did not answer directly.

The ghosts widened their eyes when they heard this. How could this be possible? There are so many Yin God positions. Are these Yin God positions still valuable?
The ghosts looked at each other.

At this moment, Feng Qingyan's brows suddenly knitted together, he looked up at the sky and said, "Sure enough, it's here."

"The Holy Temple is here to visit us, please let the City God of Qingshan show himself to see us."

In the human world outside the Qingshan City God's Mansion, a voice like rolling thunder rang out among the vast green mountains.

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(End of this chapter)