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Chapter 1122 Asking for a Job
Dunyi glanced at the tall Taoist who was in charge of the furnace.

"I thought you had changed."

"It turns out you haven't changed."

"what?"

Tushan Jun tilted his head slightly.

His gaze slowly withdrew.

The movements of the hands are a complete interweaving of Tao and reason.

The huge pill in front of him is called the Pixu Pill, which can help a cultivator in the Spirit Transformation Realm have a more than 10% chance of entering the Saint Realm.

Now that the underworld is expanding, there will definitely be a need for many cultivators at the peak of the Divine Transformation stage in the future.

The underworld can also cultivate a large number of Jindan Yuanying cultivators in a short period of time, but there are still too few of them in the third step. Fortunately, there are now the foundation of the six marquises and hundreds of clans. After the integration, those original cultivators in the God Transformation Realm can get certain opportunities.

These pills can be exchanged for merits, and can greatly motivate the monks.

“Autonomy.”

Dun Yi sighed and said, "If it were up to me, we should suppress them all and eliminate all opposing voices. Implement this from top to bottom. After a few hundred years, they will naturally not think about clans or big names anymore. Everything will be determined by the underworld."

"In another thousand years, the dust of history will become embellishment."

He changed the subject and said leisurely, "Even if we need people to come and make a sample, the Shura clan is too weak. I think the Ming clan is pretty good."

Tu Shanjun's face was calm: "Self-governance was originally prepared for the Ten Clans of Yintian. The Shura Clan can be promoted as a pilot. This can also show the sincerity of the underworld and tell the world that the underworld is not only iron-blooded."

"The Hades are too strong for the current underworld. They are only suitable as allies. If we want to carry out the pilot project there, we will only encounter more severe opposition."

The flames of the blast furnace were reflected in Tushan Jun's rotating eyes.

"There are rewards for merit and punishment for demerits."

"That's all." Tu Shanjun felt a little sorry for the Shura clan.

But the underworld has become a huge behemoth at this point.

It's like a huge snowball rolling over you. You either get absorbed or crushed to death. If you want the underworld to rule the world, you can't give privileges to anyone.

Therefore, in order to solve the problem of Shura tribe's land, Tu Shanjun proposed "Shura tribe autonomy".

"Autonomy is autonomy, but if you give them such great power and it is abused... someone has to supervise them."

After hiding from the enemy, his true purpose was finally revealed.

The demon at the side widened his eyes. How come he had not been able to get such a position after following the old demon for so many years? Although the power of autonomy was great, it was not as great as the monks who supervised them.

This is the old devil’s confidant, the third in command who controls the affairs of the underworld.

"You want to sit in this seat."

Tu Shanjun glanced at Dun Yi.

Dun Yi waved his feather fan and adjusted his silk scarf, then he saluted and said, "I am willing to share your worries for you, Lord Dao."

"Isn't it good to help Wu Rong handle government affairs?" Dun Yi is now the head of the cabinet and has considerable power. Moreover, these things are counted as meritorious service, not in vain. Why doesn't Dun Yi stay in this stable and comfortable place but instead ask for a transfer?

Between the two positions of Grand Secretary and Commander of the Embroidered Uniform Guard, anyone with ideals and ambitions would choose the first one.

"very good."

"It's just that the way I act is very different. I still like to fight with people."

Dunyi almost said: "I just like to hide in the dark and plot against others."

"As the underworld expands, I know it will definitely need someone like me. I may be average in handling government affairs, but in this position I will definitely be able to help the Lord of the Underworld see the overall situation and make everything inside and outside the underworld transparent, so that no one family will be able to become too big."

Tu Shanjun hesitated for a moment.

The underworld really needs such a person.

And escape is surprisingly suitable.

Although this person's strategy is not grand and upright, it is meticulous and detailed, and he is especially good at conspiracies and intrigues.

Tu Shanjun smiled and shook his head, "I can't use you."

"Why...?" Dun Yi saw that he was about to convince Tu Shanjun, but was rejected at the critical moment.

"I don't have the power to use anyone, and I don't want to use anyone, especially on this issue."

Dun asked again and again: "Why?"

"Because this position is very critical, only with such a link can one truly control the underworld."

"Yeah, that's why you should use me."

"You and I are from the same hometown after all. I used to scheme against you, but you later took away all my plans. I later gave you the magical power of the Three Flower Body."

"I will never regret embarking on the path of cultivation no matter what the outcome is. I only believe in accepting the loss. Losing is losing."

"When we were enemies, I did my best. Now that I am a monk in the underworld, I do the same..."

Tu Shanjun smiled and shook his head: "That's not what I meant. If I use you, I will take away the power."

"There is no two suns in the sky."

"I don't want to bypass the 'Taoxian'."

"Taoist Immortal?"

"It's Wu Rong. Daoxian is his pen name." This was the first time Tu Shanjun explained this name to others. Back then, he saw that Wu Rong's fate was too weak, so he changed Daoxian to Rong, and entered the Daoist fate ghost. Thinking of the days in Xingluo Sea, he missed it quite a bit, and continued: "I don't interfere in anything."

"Once I interfere in the affairs of the underworld, the underworld will definitely split into two factions."

"Either the east wind prevails over the west wind, or the west wind prevails over the east wind."

"So, it's best for me to be alone and play my role as a 'grandfather'."

"I can recommend you to Daoxian. If he thinks you are suitable, you can take the position and you will only be responsible to him from now on."

Dun Yi looked at Tu Shanjun in disbelief.

He previously thought that Tushan Jun was a Taoist who was pure-hearted, indifferent to fame and fortune.

Looking at it today, it seems that he is too smart. His intelligence is different from that of ordinary people. His intelligence is restrained and he completely suppresses himself.

After all, cultivators are also human beings, and as long as they are human, they still retain their seven emotions and six desires. Each of the great powers carries the great Dao, and for the world, they are the manifestation of "heaven", naturally domineering and exclusive, and they are the existence of one thing and one thing.

Only when a stronger person appears and convinces them will they know how to retreat.

Someone like Tushan Jun, who has cultivated to this level and is only one step away from becoming the heaven, can actually do this.

Dun Yi even had a thought: if Tu Shanjun was the leader of the Lingmo Sect and his master..., the complicated feelings disappeared in an instant. There was no if. He was who he was. No matter who came, he had a firm heart and would do what he thought was right.

"Thank you, Lord Dao, for giving me this opportunity." Dun Yi bowed.

He still wanted to fight for it from Wu Rong.

……

"..."

“That’s autonomy.”

Wu Rong nodded to Yu Shen, who was preaching "self-government" to everyone.

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Then he looked at the elders of the Shura clan and said with a smile: "The Shura clan has worked hard and made great contributions. They have been dedicated to helping me when I was not yet successful, and they have even risked their entire fortunes to accompany me on this journey. I, Wu Rong, will never forget your contributions. Now that the underworld is strong, we need to expand and, more importantly, integrate internally."

"You are all fellow Taoists who have come this far. I hope you can set an example for us."

Luo Manping quickly stood up, saluted and said, "I will follow the orders of the Palace Master!"

"I will follow the orders of the Palace Master!"

All the Shura saints said in unison.

"Very good."

Wu Rong nodded slightly.

After pacifying the Shura clan, he still had to go to the Six Marquises.

The six marquises and hundreds of clans were of top priority, and he hoped to take them down peacefully rather than suppress them with bloodshed.

Send Wu Rong away.

The elders of the Shura tribe looked at each other, all of them smiling happily.

Luo Tianluo looked at the old ancestor who had not spoken and asked, "You knew about this a long time ago, why didn't you tell us earlier? If we knew there was such a plan, we would definitely not cause trouble."

"Hmph." Luo Shentong snorted coldly.

"Don't look at me, old man. I have always believed in the Lord of the Mansion. The Lord of Hell always does things fairly and justly." Luo Tiangui hurriedly lowered his head.

"Yes, the underworld is always fair."

"Correct."

"..."

“This matter was handled very fairly.”

"Your Excellency has taken great pains."

The elders of the tribe all praised it.

I completely forgot who was indignant just now and who it was.

Now that he had both the benefits and the power, what else was there to make a fuss about? Otherwise, would he wait for his own ancestors to help him look "dignified"?

"If I tell you in advance, you will get even more aggressive."

"It would be better to let the clan leader ask." Luo Shentong did not leave in anger. Although his descendants were arrogant at first but respectful later, the Shura clan still had to rely on them.

They are not confused about big things and dare to give it a try. They are not really useless.

But can the Shura clan really rise up relying on them?
Luo Shentong was talking about Zuo Tianwang and his disciple Luo Tianfeng.

It's true that each generation is worse than the previous one.

……

After meeting the saints of the six marquises and hundreds of tribes in the hall of the giant ship, Wu Rong let them go and wait for the giant ship to return so that they could be integrated one by one.

Wu Rong was so busy that he didn't know what time it was. He went to the Alchemy Hall and said, "I'm sorry to bother you, Master, as I'm refining the elixir. I have something to ask you for your advice."

Tu Shanjun was a little surprised: "What's the matter?"

Wu Rong bowed and said, "Teacher."

"The Feathered Clan can become the bridgehead for the Underworld to control the Eastern Wasteland. Now that the Feathered Clan is facing various pressures, it needs a highly respected and powerful person to take charge. I plan to send Elder Qiu to the Eastern Wasteland to take control of the situation."

Tu Shanjun saw what Wu Rong meant at a glance: "Elder Qiu is an elder of the sect after all."

"It just so happens that the branch sect is located in Xingluo Sea, which was incorporated into the Eastern Wasteland a long time ago because the domain barrier was broken."

"I have no objection, you decide for yourself." Tu Shanjun smiled helplessly.

"Such a big thing needs to be reported to the teacher."

Wu Rong smiled knowingly.

"Young Master." The devil stepped forward flatteringly.

"what's up?"

The demon head laughed and said, "I see that the Shura tribe is self-governing, and it will be imitated in the future. In addition, the underworld is powerful, so you must need a cultivator who can handle various affairs in the dark."

"Oh? The judge is not going to recommend himself, is he?"

Wu Rong laughed. The devil had followed his teacher for many years and barely became a fake saint. However, to play such a "dark" role, the devil was not good enough.

"I know myself well, and I would like to recommend this person to you, sir."

The demon looked at Dunyi provocatively.

Dun Yi bowed and stepped forward and said, "Dun Yi greets you, sir."

Wu Rong looked at Dun Yi and then at Tu Shanjun: "Is this what the teacher meant?"

"No no no."

"I want to ask for a job from you, sir."