I am a sword fairy in the age of doom

Chapter 65 The Head of the Mortal World

Since Yunhu City Fang City was once destroyed by Sang Muyuan, it has been repaired overnight at an extremely fast speed and doubled in size.

So now even if 10,000+ people pour in, it will not feel crowded and chaotic.

Of course, there are two main reasons for this.

One is that the operation order of Fangshi is very old and proficient. Thousands of Fangshi shopkeepers and waiters who have jumped from other Fangshi, sorting out the latest situation of supplies, etc., quickly and effectively support the huge daily work of the entire Fangshi. Trading volume.

Whether it is purchase and shipment, evaluation and identification, custom reservations, all aspects make people feel at home.

In this regard, which Fangshi in the entire Nanzhou can compare?

Another reason is that the rules of the Floating Cloud Sect are not fist-sized rules, but reasonable rules.

This is very convincing.

So many people who have done evil in other places will be honest when they come here.

However, not everyone can find hope here.

"Brother Qi, I'm really sorry. It's not that we don't want to take you, but the monsters in the southern border have been rampant recently. Our team needs a faster and more flexible marching speed. You keep these five spirit stones. When there is a safer task, I will definitely come to you."

In Yunhu City, the white-haired Qi Cheng smiled helplessly. He is a casual body cultivator who has spent his whole life in the market. Every day he is either on the way to hunt monsters or on the way back from hunting monsters.

He also has only this way.

Over the past few decades, there have been ups and downs, not to mention injuries all over the body, and the strength has not improved in the end. Seeing that there are only ten years of life left, but there is not much wealth for the elderly. In this life, even a child None remained.

such a pity!
If the Fuyun Sect's market had opened 20 years earlier, he would still be able to win and fight. Now, most of his body is buried in the ground, and his mind is weak. When he can't sleep at night, he thinks about his hometown and his hometown, and the fallen leaves return to their roots. , the dream is full of the smiles of parents, the shadow of the little girl next door.

But my hometown doesn't even have any relatives or neighbors. More than ten years ago, a few Jindan realm immortal cultivators fought with each other, causing landslides, and several villages were buried in one breath.

It's been a year since Qi Cheng got the news, but he didn't even dare to take revenge.

Something like an ant is also worthy?
He couldn't even find his parents' tombs.

The only thing to do is to cry and howl like a fool on the huge mound.

For a while, looking at the bustling crowd, looking at this glamorous Yunhu City, where can I have a foothold?

Qi Cheng's thoughts are all hopeless, he has no idea of ​​living anymore, he wants to cultivate immortality, he needs to cultivate a hammer!
This ghostly day of the world!

"I heard no, the Floating Cloud Sect has issued a new mission, saying that it will recruit a hundred village chiefs."

"What is the chief? The name is weird."

"I don't know, but it is said that they are going to be the leaders of those mortals and deal with disputes between mortals. You also know that these mortals are like quails in front of you and me, but when they fight by themselves, they are called cruel Those who bully men and women, those who rape and plunder, those who petty theft, are so bad, I guess the elders of the Fuyun Sect will also have a headache!"

"Haha! No way, just one thought of the old man, the people below will have to run and lose their legs. This task is not fun, managing mortals? Hehehe, just think about it, you will know how boring it is, you can't kill, you can't fight, and you can't play when you meet a pretty girl. Live and suffer!"

"But it is said that the remuneration is quite generous. One spirit stone a month plus supplies worth four spirit stones, there is no risk."

"That's not going, I go to Southern Xinjiang once a month, at least I can earn 20 yuan of spirit stones..."

The sound of discussion gradually faded away.

Qi Cheng, who originally decided to go back to his hometown to die, finally became interested.

An old and decrepit body cultivator like him is the worst. The monsters can't be touched, and the house is empty, so he can only wait for death.

Even the only ones who collected his body were wild dogs.

But when it comes to managing mortals, hey, it's so easy.

Qi Cheng has only one idea now, not seeking to break through the realm, but at least heal the hidden wounds, so that even if he dies, he will die peacefully. This is his last dignity as a human being!
Following the crowd, squeezed into the mission announcement place in Yunhufang City. There were so many people, they all came for that mission. Without exception, they were either gray-haired old men or gray-haired old women.

Most of them are body refining monks.

Terrible!
This reminded Qi Cheng of that afternoon decades ago, when he was only 15 years old and was flirting with the little girl next door, his father ran back excitedly as if he was drunk, saying that he had picked up a cultivation technique for cultivating immortals ...

Ha ha!

Cultivating immortals is a lifetime in a blink of an eye.

Those who hand out body training exercises all over the place will die a terrible death!
There was resentment in his heart, but Qi Cheng was a little worried. There were at least 500 people here. He probably had no hope, but he didn't want to leave, so he insisted on waiting.

The old men and women who lined up in the front didn't know how to apply, but most of them were smiling when they came out, which made Qi Cheng and the people in the line behind worry even more. This task was originally simple, and it was over!
But the recruitment of the task is still not over, isn't it only recruiting 100 people?
Thinking wildly in his heart, Qi Cheng didn't worry anymore, it didn't matter, anyway, he already wanted to die.

The front suddenly opened up, but it was Qi Cheng's turn. Sitting in front of him was a young man with a smile on his face. When he saw this smile, Qi Cheng suddenly felt at ease for some reason.

"Please sit down!"

The young man's voice is not loud, but really gentle.

The other party didn't say anything, but quickly felt Qi Cheng's pulse.

"A540, this is the village you want to manage. There are [-] mortals in the village. You have to formulate laws and rules for them according to this list. Responsible for mediating disputes, punishing evil and promoting good, taking care of the weak, If there is any injustice, you can immediately report it to the Sky Survey Corps."

"In addition, you need to train fifty young men to be village guards, and all the equipment will be distributed soon."

"You are Li Zheng, you have to be evaluated once a year, and you will be promoted according to the situation."

"Finally, if you discover that someone is giving body training exercises to mortals in private, you must report it as soon as possible!"

"So, do you have any questions?"

"No, no more!"

Qi Cheng was dazed and couldn't understand it at all, but suddenly he didn't want to die, maybe it was because he didn't dare to die, or maybe it was because the young man casually said that he should punish the evil and promote the good, and take care of the weak.

But if there is a grievance, can it really be resolved?

He thought of his hometown, the folks and elders buried in the rocks.

Gathering up his courage, Qi Cheng couldn't help asking, "If, if there is any injustice, what should I do?"

"If there is any injustice, it will be dealt with according to the law, regardless of ordinary people, casual cultivators, or immortal cultivators who are practicing the golden core or the Dharma, all are guilty of the same crime!"

"I can assure you of this."

The young man smiled slightly, still very gentle, but that kind of self-confidence was extremely strong.

Qi Cheng didn't dare to ask any more, but his heart was burning like a flame.

If there is any injustice, it will be dealt with according to the law.

These eight words seemed to be his life-saving straw. He lived his whole life in a daze and did many stupid things, but this time, he was willing to be a good human being.

"Two of 670, Master, isn't the number a little too much?"

In Fang City, Jiang Mu, who had finished the recruitment, was in a good mood. That's right, he came to this matter in person, and he would only feel relieved if he watched it in person.

Mortals need managers.

Even the most low-level managers!

The structure of the world prior to this was simple.

The lowest level of mortals, the family has a family of immortals, the family has a golden elixir, the place of the Yuanying is powerful, and the family has a powerful family of Huashen, Lianxu, and even Mahayana. , Xiuxian sect, a large sect, a top sect that dominates one side, a super sect!
Jiang Mu is now learning from the Lichang system of the Great Qin Dynasty. It is very important for ordinary people to organize and then cultivate the foundation of the army.

"Is there a lot? Not many. Each person manages 30 mortals, which is only [-] people. Half a catty. If there are still coming, you must agree."

"In addition, this sect has to set rules, and it is not allowed to give body training exercises to mortals at will."

"Ordinary people are ignorant. They only want to cultivate immortals, but they don't know how difficult it is to ask. They are busy all their lives, bruised and bruised, and they are just doing other people's glory. This world is not worth it."

(End of this chapter)