Chongming Xianzong

Chapter 303 Reward
After two years of uninterrupted crackdowns, most of the remaining evil cultivators in Ping and Jin counties have been basically wiped out.

But this kind of thing is prone to resurgence, evil is easy to accomplish, and people's hearts are difficult to settle. Being able to maintain a relatively peaceful world is already the best result that Master Kang can achieve within his ability.

The two counties were not wealthy places to begin with, and there was no one to look after them in the past. Although these evil cultivators who were used to extracting souls and refining spirits, and coagulating blood into ointment had to live a hard life, they were also happy and free.

However, ever since the Fei family's legitimate son-in-law, who respected Emperor Mingzong, succeeded as the magistrate of Pingrong County and concurrently managed Jin County, the methods he used were too cruel.

This is not only reflected in the fact that new ferocious heads appear on the gate towers of the two counties every ten days and every month; it is also reflected in the fact that all the well-known gates in the two counties are now tied with ropes by Master Kang and are very obedient.

By using a big stick in one hand and sweet treats in the other, Kang Dabao has been able to basically make every household stick to the policy of guarding their doors, abandoning the tacit understanding they had with the evil cultivators and bandit cultivators in the past, and no longer having any contact with them.

But the same old saying still applies, "No one does a business that loses money, but everyone rushes to do a business that gets them killed." Money can tempt people, and there are always stubborn people in this world who want to run to the top of the city gate to get some fresh air.

But as long as the knife is fast and sharp enough, the weeds will never grow faster than they can be cut, and these will be just minor problems.

As a result, Ping and Jin counties were almost governed like an iron barrel by Kang Dabao, with almost no space left for these evil cultivators.

Therefore, among the few evil practitioners in the two counties, even those who were really reluctant to give up their evil ways and become good people, they all abandoned their homes and businesses early, left these two barren places, and turned to neighboring counties to make a fortune.

Because of this, Master Kang has completely lost his reputation among the evil cultivators and robber cultivators in Yunjiao Province.

People in the circle said that after he joined a wealthy and powerful family, he completely disregarded the friendship of his fellow villagers and was a heartless person.

It is obvious that in Yunjiaozhou, his reputation of "bullying women" and "vindictive" is well-known. How can he have the nerve to come out and meddle in the affairs of his fellow Taoists when he hasn't even cleaned up his own mess? How can he pretend to be a moral scholar here!
However, Great Master Kang himself did not value his reputation in the circle of evil cultivators. He had just eliminated most of the evil cultivators, and he had even begun to worry about the affairs of mortals.

——In the village elders’ office in Baiguo Township, Jin County.

Jie Er closed the bolt reluctantly, turned around and walked back, mumbling something dirty. He returned to the table and took advantage of the high-ranking clerks bragging to secretly drink a few sips of wine.

The banquet was very lively. Several old officials in black robes were hugging good women who had been captured from somewhere unclear. There were sounds of crying, laughing and talking non-stop.

A thin man with gap teeth withdrew his hand from the chest of the woman beside him with a look of reluctance, and talked about the only serious matter at the table: "Several high-ranking officials in the county have been dismissed from office one after another in the past one or two years.

Before leaving, one of the personal attendants passed on a message that the one in Pingrong County wanted every household to eliminate the common people and bandits in the territory and create a peaceful world. It is said that the new county lieutenant will also visit the towns in the near future to urge them to do so. "

As soon as these words were spoken, they caused a huge uproar.

"Raised as a slave, how can you have a good life after that?!"

"I don't know what level of Qi training the new county lieutenant is at. Will he be a mid-stage cultivator?"

"It's been a long time now. The previous county magistrate was already a foundation-building cultivator. How could Yunjiaozhou have an official who was in the early stages of Qi training?"

"That's true. But even if he is a mid-stage cultivator, so what? It's not like Brother Hu has no..." The person who spoke saw the middle-aged man in the main seat glaring at him with a sinister look on his face, and quickly swallowed the rest of his words back, and buried his head in rubbing the good woman who had snatched over his lap.

"We have to keep our tails between our legs recently. The four new officials are all new faces, and there is not even a mid-term cultivator among us. We cannot curry favor with them even if we want to.

Chongming Zong is not easy to mess with, and he loves fame and reputation the most. Even immortals have been killed by him in recent years. If we violate the taboo, we will die!" The middle-aged man put down the wine bowl in his hand heavily, looked around at everyone, and warned sternly.

After hearing this, everyone understood the pros and cons and agreed.

However, this serious expression did not last long. An old official became more and more angry and simply tore off the clothes of the woman next to him on the spot, shouting: "Never mind, let's drink today. When the official document comes down, we will have no good days to live. Let's just relax for now!"

This is true, after all, there is still some time before the official document comes down. I think that even if the county masters have some teachings, they will call people to preach before implementing them, otherwise it would be "punishing without teaching", which is totally disgraceful.

The beasts at the banquet were infected by him and began to behave like beasts. Even the only cultivator present, "Master Hu", started to behave like a wild person.

Jie Er, who was standing by, looked at him with envy, thinking to himself, "You guys usually work together to make things difficult for me by relying on your martial arts skills, and the county lieutenant before was also a mysterious dragon that was never seen.

Now that's good, I'll send all of you to guard the village after I get close to the new county lieutenant! In a few years, some of those who are living a miserable life will be unlucky and fall into the hands of evil cultivators passing by and make blood and flesh pills."

"Pa." Before Jie Er, who was sitting in the corner, could distract himself for too long, he was slapped hard in the face.

An old official with a sharp tongue thought that his good days were numbered, and he was so angry that he threw away the good family in his hands and scolded them harshly: "You tactless person, don't you see that there is no wine?! Why don't you move it!"

Jie Er hurriedly stood up and responded with his head down. He walked a few steps with his head down. As soon as he walked out of the hall, he saw the door outside the courtyard wide open. A handsome man carrying a bamboo and wooden bookcase on his back walked slowly towards him in the moonlight.

"Bah! These filthy bastards are even having sex with Master Rabbit!"

Jie Er cursed a few more times in his heart, and realized something was wrong. Did I just lock the door? !

Then the man asked in a gentle voice: "Feng Wan obeyed the order of the county and was appointed as the county lieutenant of Jin County. Who are you?!"

"In reply to the county lieutenant, I am the second-in-command of the village military squad of the village elders' office."

"Jie Er." Feng Wan produced a piece of yellow paper out of thin air in his hand, with a name densely written in small regular script on it.

"Oh, you're not there." Feng Wan smiled. Jie Er looked up and saw that face. He felt like a god descended to earth. Compared to those mediocre beauties he had seen in the brothel before, this immortal was so much more handsome!

"Jie Er, you idiot, have you seen a ghost?" The sharp-tongued old official came out in disheveled clothes. When he saw Feng Wan in the yard, he was stunned at first, then he smiled, and a lewd look appeared on his ugly face:
"You're smart. Where did you find this piece of good mutton? Okay, okay, I'll ask Master Hu to reward you right away!"

"How dare you! This is the county lieutenant!" Jie Er immediately perked up and cursed at the sharp-mouthed old official.

"Master, the county lieutenant?" The sharp-tongued old official, who was drunk, sobered up instantly. His tongue trembled, and Feng Wan moved the corner of his clothes, revealing a token with black background and gold characters. His two thin legs instantly lost their strength, and he knelt on the ground with a flop.

"Master, please spare my life!" The old official felt that his soul was about to escape from his body due to fear. He was shaking like a sieve and incontinent all over the floor.

"what is his name?"

Seeing that Feng Wan didn't look angry, Jie Er was a little disappointed, but he still replied carefully: "Xue Xier, the township governor of Baiguo Town."

"Oh, he's on top." Feng Wan glanced at the yellow paper again and nodded.

At this time, the people in the house also heard the noise and came out in twos and threes.

"Haha, Lao Xue, you must have drunk too much."

"You're not good in bed, and you're not good at table either. Next time you get a good piece, you won't have the nerve to compete with me for it."

"Look, I told you this wine is not good. Next time I go to sell wine, I will kill the old woman in the store to vent my anger on the village chief. Come, I will help you."

When they came out, there was no one to restrain the good women in the house, and seeing that the door was wide open, they bravely ran out.

A group of drunks tried to stop them with a smile, but then let them go. Let them run away. There are so many decent families in this town. They can just knock on their doors later to get them. It's a good change of pace.

"Shut up!" The leader, Mr. Hu, finally realized something was wrong. He looked at the corner of Feng Wan's clothes, his face changed, and he immediately bowed, "Greetings, Mr. County Lieutenant."

"Greetings, Mr. County Lieutenant!" All the drunkards in the yard knelt on the ground. Some of them were still drunk and just knelt on the ground in a daze, following the movements of their colleagues.

"What are their names?" Feng Wan asked again softly.

"Hu Yong, the treasurer of Baiguo Township, Jin Jiu, the thief, and Song Zhong, the township official." Jie Er pointed them out one by one, and Feng Wan checked them one by one with the yellow paper, and finally nodded and said, "Okay, they are all on the list."

"I didn't know the county lieutenant would arrive tonight, and we were still drinking. I really deserve to die." Hu Yong lay on the ground and confessed his crime.

"It's okay, it's better to be drunk, it won't hurt."

As soon as the word "pain" came out of his mouth, Feng Wan's face turned pale, and countless wind blades suddenly flew out from his sleeves, strangling everyone in the yard.

Among them were many martial arts masters who had achieved great success in body training. They were caught off guard and died on the spot instantly.

Only one man struggled out, holding a sharp wrist-breaking knife upside down, and flew over. Feng Wan stepped aside, and the man's attack missed, so he turned around and ran away.

I saw it tapping its toes and its body like a hawk. It moved swiftly and agilely, and in just a few breaths, it jumped onto the eaves and ran a long distance.

His footwork is ghostly and graceful, which is considered remarkable among low-level wild cultivators.

Jie Er, who was watching almost dumbfounded, praised in his heart, this immortal is indeed an immortal, all the martial masters in the courtyard can only wait to be killed, only Hu Yong can escape.

It's just a pity that Feng Wan raised his hand again, and countless wind blades flew towards him as usual. Hu Qiangfu, who was born as a wild cultivator, had no way to avoid them. The short blade talisman had no effect in delaying the wind blades at all, and Hu Yong was cut into pieces by the wind blades.

Jie Er was so frightened that his legs were shaking. At the same time, he had an idea in his mind. He was a smart man. There were so many empty places in the city. What should he do?
At this time, Feng Wan's voice came, this time a little colder: "Jie Er, I remember now, it was supposed to be yours, but this yellow paper is too narrow to write it down."

Jie Er trembled all over, and his strength was gone. He fell down into a pool of yellow water, kicking his legs and begging for mercy, saying, "Master, please spare my life, Master, please spare my life."

next morning
Old Man Cui was walking on the bluestone street pushing a small cart for collecting incense. He heard a small group of people gathered outside Mr. Huang's house. He didn't dare to go forward to ask, as he was pushing the dirty things, so he just watched from afar.

After a while, the men of the Huang family were seen dispersing the onlookers, and a roll of straw mat wrapped in something was carried out.

The hostess, with a tearful face, shouted something like "see you off", but was stopped by her husband Huang Shusheng, who said something shameless and unashamed, and hurriedly closed the door while avoiding the gazes of the neighbors.

Old Man Cui immediately knew what was wrapped in the straw mat. It was not surprising at all; he had seen it many times.

Although he was humble and illiterate, he still had some sense of shame. He just sighed in his heart, "Who has no shame?"

The small car carrying Ye Xiang continued to move along the bluestone street. The local soldiers, who were rarely seen in the past, became more and more numerous. Old Man Cui hid again and again in fear, and vaguely heard a few words like "The county lieutenant has arrived."

He didn't care about these things. He just wanted to push the cart of night-blooming incense back to make compost as soon as possible so that his family could harvest more grain this year. After paying tribute to the evil officials and landlords in the village, he could have some extra money to buy some meat for his wife and children.

After walking about five miles out of the city, they arrived outside the village. Old Man Cui was panting and stopped the car on the small road at the entrance of the village to rest.

Before he had rested enough, he saw a large group of militiamen running towards the village in the distance. Old Man Cui was so scared that he even abandoned his manure cart and hurried back to the fields, calling his wife and young children, and his friends to hide in the mountains.

Sure enough, not long after he went up the mountain, he saw flames rising from the village and cries of killing. Old Man Cui couldn't help but feel frightened. Fortunately, he and his family ran away, otherwise he would have run into those arsonists and would have been in trouble.

As for whether the militiamen came to the village for other reasons, Old Man Cui couldn't figure it out.

"Boss, why are those idiots running away?" A local soldier who was setting fire and besieging the local tyrant in the village asked Jie Er quietly.

Jie Er, who had changed into new clothes, looked impatient. He glanced at the yellow paper that smelled of ink and said coldly, "Who cares about him? Hurry up and open the Song family. There are still many places to go. If you delay the county lieutenant's business, I will chop you to pieces!"

"Die!" A burly black man jumped out from the wall of the Song family's courtyard. After landing, he swung two short axes in his hands repeatedly. Several soldiers who were carrying firewood and setting fire were hit by the axes and suffered casualties.

"There's a Blood Training Realm expert hidden in my family. No wonder he made the Yellow List before me."

Jie Er could no longer sit still, and drew out his bright silver sword, which made the black man squint his eyes. He shouted loudly, abandoned the miscellaneous soldiers who were chasing him, turned around and ran over, fighting fiercely with the iron axe and silver sword.

The two generals faced off against each other. The Song family's thugs and militiamen were also quite skilled. They rushed out in groups of three or four to fight against the local soldiers brought by Jie Er.

Mr. Song, dressed in brocade clothes, was now prostrating himself on the ground, with none of the majesty he usually had as a village official.

"I beg the Immortal to consider our family's past respect and save our Song family!"

A young Taoist priest sitting opposite him said with annoyance: "I have only accepted less than a hundred boys and girls from you. Why are you complaining like this? I have already told you that my old injury has not healed yet, so it is inconvenient for me to do anything. I will take good care of your life. Why are you panicking?"

"The hundreds of people in my Song family all need the immortal's help."

"Oh, there are hundreds of people here, most of them are your concubines and prostitutes. If they die, you can find another one. What are you afraid of?"

Mr. Song had no choice but to cry on the ground. After fighting for only half a cup of tea, Jie Erqi, who had fought hard, won the game. He chopped down the iron axe and cut open the black man's belly, picked out his heart and liver, threw it to the follower beside him, and ordered: "Keep it and bring it to the wine later."

The morale of the militiamen was immediately boosted, and they defeated their opponents almost at the same time. The thugs who ran fast could still survive, but those who ran slowly were directly chained by the militiamen or beaten to death on the spot.

“No looting, no rape. Later we’ll open the granary and silver vault and distribute them directly to the people in the village. If anyone dares to take it privately, I will directly” he defeated the thugs and entered the Song family compound smoothly.

The militiamen only listened half way to Jie Erxin's stupid order. Before they could lose their morale, they saw Jie Erxin, who had entered the main hall of the Song family, being hit by a black light. His flesh and blood, along with his clothes, all turned into a pool of pus.

"Looking for death!" Then a young Taoist with a sinister look on his face pulled the master of the Song family out of the door.

"Immortal!" Someone among the local soldiers cried out in surprise, and then scattered like birds and beasts.

"Damn it!"

The young Taoist did not chase after the scattered militiamen and threw Master Song aside.

He then sighed, finally he was exposed, he had to run!

He took out a magic horn, blew it into it, and a stream of yellow smoke came out. The yellow smoke was filled with a corrosive smell and soon filled the entire Song family.

Within a moment, the old and young in the Song family let out painful howls. The yellow smoke was devouring their flesh and blood bit by bit. Soon, only bones were left on the ground of the huge Song family. All the living things in the yard were devoured by the yellow smoke.

The young Taoist carefully looked at the yellow smoke for a while, calculated several times with his hands, and then said softly: "It can still take two hours." Then he stepped on the yellow smoke and flew into the sky.

After walking for a while, he looked down and saw a scholar in blood-stained clothes squatting in front of him with a book box on his back.

When the scholar saw him coming, a look of relief appeared on his handsome face. He nodded at the heads on the ground, then looked up at the young Taoist and smiled, muttering, "Only you are missing!"

The scholar's cultivation was only at the initial stage of Qi training. Although the young Taoist was still seriously injured, he was sure that he could kill him. However, his injuries were too severe and he did not want to cause any trouble, so he ignored him and just stepped on the yellow smoke to hurry on his way.

"You really won't take action?" Kang Rongquan, who was hiding in the distance, looked at Duan Anle beside him and asked softly.

"Master said that he should clean out the group of termites in the Pingrong County government office and capture the remnants of the Grass Witch Cult hiding in the vicinity of Pingrong County, so that he can completely secure the position of county lieutenant.

Then I can put on this fake tiger skin and try to see if the Jingnan Yuan family will be a little afraid. If I can't do it, I can die cleanly and honorably, which is also a blessing."

The voice was indifferent and the face was expressionless.

"This Ou Long was a direct disciple of the Grass Witch Cult. Although his cultivation is shallow, even an ordinary cultivator in the late stage of Qi training would find it difficult to defeat him. Feng Wan will definitely die. If he dies, my little aunt will cry her eyes out!" Kang Rongquan advised.

Duan Anle remained silent, but cursed in his heart: "Junior Brother Kang has such a naive mind. If Master really wanted us to ignore it, why did he send us here? Can't we collect the bodies?"

As the two were talking, they saw Feng Wan took out a huge iron-framed bow from his storage bag. Without even putting an arrow on it, he just shouted, opened his arms, and stretched them into a full moon, and shot them towards Ou Longkong in the sky.

An arrow formed by spiritual power shot out from the air, and its might frightened Ou Long in the air and made him stop. He cursed in his heart: "Since you are really good at drawing a bow and arrow, why are you still acting like a scholar?"

He hurriedly stepped on the ground, and a stream of yellow smoke separated from it, forming a thick shield, blocking the arrow. The two collided, the arrow broke and fell, the yellow smoke dissipated, and a smell of rotten meat filled the air around Ou Long, causing him to frown.

This scholar has great archery skills!
This yellow smoke of mine is a top-grade spell of the wild rank. When I practice it to a small degree of perfection, when I am at my prime, I can rely on this spell to fight against ordinary people in the late stage of Qi training.

This scholar, relying on a mid-level magical weapon, actually has such great power.

Duan Anle couldn't help but sigh. Ou Long's Taoism was not weak. It took him some effort to break it. Just based on Feng Wan's archery skills, it was hard to find anyone who could match him even among the Qigong practitioners in the nearby counties.

What her uncle-master He said was not all just empty praise. Her husband was amazing at archery. But it was a pity that his five spiritual roots were too poor and he had no future.

Ou Long was about to move when he felt a dull pain in his chest. He knew that this was the aftereffect of the beating he received from the treacherous leader of Chongming Sect a few years ago. He no longer cared to admire the scholar's archery skills and continued to flee on the yellow smoke.

However, the spiritual arrows that attacked the scholar from below kept coming, but the yellow smoke under his feet became less and less.

"How come this guy has such abundant spiritual power!" Ou Long became anxious, and the pain in the wound became more intense.

The scholar on the ground did not seem to be exhausted. Although blood was clearly oozing from his mouth and nose, he seemed to have pulled the bowstring half an inch fuller than the full moon in the sky.

The color on the scholar's handsome face became paler and paler, but he stood still, his body as strong as a pine tree, and the arrows he shot became faster and stronger.

Ou Long once again separated a wisp of yellow smoke into the shape of a Buddha's hand, and grabbed an incoming arrow. This arrow could not escape, but the next arrow followed and shattered the Buddha's hand, dissipating it, without slowing down.

Ou Long was startled as the arrow just grazed his left ear. The strong wind cut his skin open, revealing a row of gums!
Ou Long cried out in pain, and saw that the scholar on the ground was also in pain. He spat out a mouthful of hot blood, but his arms still did not stop. Ou Long could see that his bowstring was covered with blood and flesh, but the scholar was still staring at him with his phoenix eyes.

"When did you kill this guy's family?" Ou Long dodged another arrow and thought. If this continues, I'm afraid I'll be entangled by other powerful monks!

A trace of ruthlessness appeared on the young Taoist's face. He immediately gave up the yellow smoke, turned around and pounced down. A ray of black light came out of his mouth, and he knocked away several spiritual arrows that Feng Wan had shot to stop the enemy. He was about to pounce on Feng Wan's side.

Kang Rongquan and Duan Anle jumped out from their hiding places and were about to capture Ou Long, but they saw a golden-feathered arrow on Feng Wan's bow. The latter's muscles on his arms bulged, and he pushed open his wide sleeves.

"Here!" Another loud shout, Feng Wan's eyes were determined, he exhaled a puff of white steam, and the golden arrow with a few blood beads shot out.

"Not good!" Ou Long was really panicked at this time. He hurriedly stopped and turned around. The spiritual seal in his hand changed, and flesh and blood squeezed out of the bones in front of his chest. The joints of these bones all emitted a faint fluorescence. They were arranged in rows, and in a moment, they formed a crystal bone shield outside the flesh and blood.

The golden arrow had an astonishing momentum. The arrowhead suddenly pierced the bone shield. With a crisp sound, the seemingly strangely solid bone shield suddenly cracked, and pieces of bone armor shattered and fell like fish scales.

At this moment, Ou Long's chest was a mess of blood and flesh. Without the support of bones, his body folded up like a chair.

He forced his head up and saw the scene in front of him. His expression was horrified. He took a step and turned to leave, but he was still a step too slow. The golden arrow caught up with him, pierced through his chest, and his body was shattered in an instant.

Feng Wan stared with wide eyes as he watched Ou Long's pieces of flesh fall to the ground, breathing heavily, his long gown soaked in blood and sweat, as if he had just walked in the water.

Duan Anle and Kang Rongquan came over. The latter spoke with a still cold tone: "Fortunately, I didn't waste all of my master's spiritual stones."

To be fair, without full preparation, Duan Anle would not have been able to block the arrow just now. They underestimated him.

That golden arrow was not an ordinary weapon. Feng Wan's arm bones and meridians were broken. Seeing that only Duan Anle and the other two came, a trace of disappointment flashed in his eyes. Regardless of the severe pain in his injuries, he thanked them, "Thank you for your protection."

Kang Rongquan didn't say anything, while Duan Anle took out the medicine and applied it to Feng Wan.

Kang Rongquan's eyebrows twitched when he saw this. This senior brother was still using the tiger bone paste that Kang Dabao had left over from the previous time. He couldn't help but complain in his heart: "Senior brother Duan's habit of saving things is inherited from my great uncle."

Kang Rongquan saw Duan Anle had finished applying medicine to Feng Wan, and said, "Well, you can just be at ease as a county lieutenant in the county lieutenant's office. It doesn't matter whether the Yuan family comes to read your fortune or not. Since you begged for this job with your life, do it well and do it as long as you can."

Kang Rongquan's tone changed when he said this, and he spoke firmly: "But let me make it clear in advance, Master has already told you that you can't see my little aunt anymore."

The handsome scholar who was sitting on the ground was stunned at first, then smiled, which was very beautiful, making the red flowers and green grass nearby pale in comparison. He looked up at Duan Anle, and with all his strength, he only said faintly: "Okay."

——In the clouds above everyone
Kuang Liuting asked Kang Dabao, "It took two days for County Magistrate Kang to bring me to see these things? The fight between mortals is insignificant, how boring is that?"

The latter replied respectfully, "My Lord, I can see the big picture from the small details. Although mortals are insignificant, they are the foundation of the monks. But what is happening before our eyes means that in just over a month, the two counties of Ping and Jin will be able to clear out the corrupt officials and eliminate the local tyrants.

From now on, the common people in the two counties can reproduce peacefully. It won’t take long before the population is full and the number of immortal seedlings doubles. Fertile soil can produce good crops. If this is done, there will be endless benefits.”

After hearing this, Kuang Liuting shook his head and said softly, "County Magistrate Kang has misunderstood. I don't mean to look down on ordinary people. After all, Taizu was born in a peasant family, but he also achieved the status of a god with the five spiritual roots.

I just think that what County Magistrate Kang did is just a temporary solution, which is not sustainable. The strong will always be strong, and the weak will always be weak. Even cultivators can hardly solve this situation, let alone these mortals?

The Xian Dynasty's government is corrupt and the situation is already frozen. You can't turn it around with a knife."

"Your Excellency is right. What I have done is indeed only a temporary solution, but it is not useless. I believe that if we just sit back and watch the situation change without doing anything, it may become irreparable. Since it is difficult to find a permanent solution, we should look for it along the way. With a long-term effort, we will eventually find a feasible solution."

Kang Dabao's words made Kuang Liuting's eyes light up and he became interested: "County Magistrate Kang, please tell us more."

"Select capable officials and dismiss mediocre ones. Use local wealthy families as village officials, and recruit honest and self-disciplined practitioners to help ordinary people do things. The former should set rules and evaluate their merits and demerits, so as to make them feel respectful.

The latter need to make full use of their talents. When recruiting such monks, there is no requirement for their own cultivation. They just need to know that "it is easy to abuse the common people, but it is difficult to deceive the state officials."

Ordinary independent cultivators can serve as enlightenment teachers for immortal seedlings who have no sects or families to recruit. Even if there is one more cultivator with five spiritual roots, it is a good thing and can also give back to the local area.

If you have a skill, even if it is not high-level or you have not yet reached the advanced level, it can still be of great use.

Puppet masters transform farm machinery, talisman masters dispel evil spirits, alchemy masters prescribe medicine to cure diseases, geomancers clean up water systems, and farming masters breed crops and teach skills. All these can make people's minds calm and the country prosperous and safe.

Just as Uncle said, our dynasty’s founder came from a farming family.

As long as the strategy of lower officials can be persevered, who knows whether the next immortal dynasty's white jade pillars that support the sky and purple gold beams that span the sea will be in the ordinary farmers in the two border counties of Ping and Jin?"

"It's quite interesting. I seem to have seen some hope from what Magistrate Kang said and did, something that all the officials in the court are unwilling to do and the high-ranking officials in the state find difficult to accomplish." Kuang Liuting expressed his praise without hesitation.

"The provincial government has sent many county officials out over the years, many of whom are children of wealthy families. But none of them can achieve such great achievements as County Magistrate Kang."

"I am very humbled, Master. It is a great honor for me to pacify the region and bring together the various families. Thanks to Master's kindness, in the past two years, our sect has accepted eleven disciples with three spiritual roots, which was something I never dared to dream of before. Not to mention the tax issue..."

Kuang Liuting interrupted directly, his tone unquestionable: "Hold your head up high. If I say you did a good job, then you did a good job. There is no reason to be coy and artificial.

You have done a good job, so you deserve the benefits, and your Chongming clan will prosper. If anyone is dissatisfied, just give me two peaceful counties to govern.”

Nan'an Bo then said, "This junior official is loyal to the king. I will remember this and take good care of him."

"To be honest, sir, it's..."

"Wait, it's really rare for a man to have a pure and spiritual body?!" Nan'an Bo took a look and said in a surprised tone: "I know, the guardian abbot of Xueshan Daobenying Temple."

"Tsk, he is a popular figure in Shannan Road. I'm afraid he is more valuable than a golden elixir." Kuang Liuting sneered for a while and asked suspiciously, "Is that why County Magistrate Kang wanted to bring me here?"

"It can't escape the uncle's eyes."

"Oh, you're lying." Kuang Liuting shook his head and smiled, "Well, he's just a temple protector, I don't care about him. I remember this little official, as for the others, let's not discuss them for now. I heard from your uncle earlier that Hei Lu intends to take you to the Guanshan Cave?"

"Master uncle loves you."

"Well, in that case, let's go find Tie Xishui again and ask him to open the warehouse and pick out some things to take back." Kuang Liuting looked at Kang Dabao seriously, patted his shoulder, and said in a deep voice: "You need to be careful. Guanshan Cave is just a Jindan Villa, it's nothing. Don't hurt your life for some worthless things."

"The pool of Yunjiaozhou is too shallow and uninteresting. We need to follow closely. There is still a lot to be done in this David world."

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