Daily life of slaying demons in the government

Chapter 437: Shuangqing Prefecture with Outstanding People and Beautiful Scenery
In a flash, another two months have passed.

When Yang Qiancai returned to the prefecture, he really scared Hu An, Wu Daquan and others. They had never seen their master injured like this, and it was much more serious than the previous battle with Xiao Cangyu.

Even in Wu Daquan's eyes, the injuries on Yang Qian's body should have made him dead. Just one-third of his neck was gone, and only bones were left on his right palm. This was not something a living person could endure. Just thinking about the pain would scare people to death.

Juan also found it incredible. He had met many immortal masters in the Imperial City's inner guards, and had also seen many great immortal masters in the immortal sects, but he had never heard of any immortal master from any immortal sect who could be alive and kicking after suffering such an injury.

But this injury is not fatal to Yang Qian.

Ordinary aortas no longer exist in his body. After so many times of strengthening and even reshaping his body, his body is actually different from that of ordinary people.

Not only was he not dead, but his body had grown back in less than two months. This made Juan and Wu Daquan stunned.

Cui Mingsheng should be considered the calmest person. He is now known as "Master Cui" outside. Even though he is a prisoner and there is a "prisoner" on his neck that can never be washed off, no one in Shuangqing Mansion dares to look down on him. Even Juan, who has the most special status, bowed and called him "Sir" when he met him.

"Sir, the people of the Tianhan Sect have reported a total of 176 people to the roster in the past two months. Please take a look."

Yang Qian recovered from his injuries, and although Zhou Zhong's death made him feel strange, there were no more missing cases in the next two months, indicating that the situation had changed, and he gradually put down his worries.

Nowadays, Yang Qian spends the whole day using his fingertips to gather the knife's intention to carve things, starting with carving fist-sized wooden balls, then moving on to wood carvings of various animals and utensils, and then to carving attics, the kind of delicate attic carvings that even replicate windows, doors, tables, chairs, etc.

The final goal is to carve a relief sculpture on the eggshell.

Is it enough to thread the needle with the sword? Yang Qian has higher self-requirements!
Of course, these are all Yang Qian's plans. He is still a little short of being able to carve a perfectly round wooden ball with his knife, and is still far from being able to carve a pattern on an eggshell. However, he is very confident. After all, he is familiar with this matter. He feels that he will eventually achieve his goal. And judging from the current progress, it shouldn't take too long.

So Yang Qian has been relatively free recently and no one comes to disturb him.

Cui Mingsheng would not come unless there was something big.

Hearing Cui Mingsheng's report, Yang Qian was stunned. The wooden ball floating in front of him fell into his hand and seemed to be not far from the perfect sphere.

Then Yang Qian looked at Cui Mingsheng and asked, "Are you sure it's one hundred and sixty-seven?"

"Yes, sir. This is the list sent by the Tianhan Sect. I have asked the people in the Household Registration Department to verify it. Basically, there is no problem. Only a few young people are not on the list because of the chaos in the cities before. The rest are on the list."

Yang Qian took the list handed over by Cui Mingsheng with a look of surprise and doubt on his face.

After flipping through the list, Yang Qian raised his head, blinked, and said, "Is Shuangqing Prefecture still a place with such outstanding people and beautiful scenery?"

Cui Mingsheng also smiled, which was rare, and said, "It's all thanks to your Excellency's virtue and fortune."

Yang Qian smiled and shook his head. He didn't care about Cui Mingsheng's horse, but smiled and said, "When Jizhou Prefecture opens the altar every few years, there are only a few people who are talented enough to enter the immortal sect to practice. If you are lucky, there will be six or seven. If you count the people from the surrounding prefectures, there will be only about ten people every year. There should be more in larger places like Qishuhai and Piaomiao Peak.

But there were more than a hundred people from Shuangqing Prefecture. Tsk tsk, these were only people between the ages of five and twelve. If the conditions were relaxed to eighteen or even twenty years old, the number would definitely increase several times!
If we carefully screen all people of the right age, we don’t know how many people will be found!” Yang Qian was quite excited and surprised.

You have to know that this is Shuangqing Prefecture, a place that has been used as a slaughterhouse for decades. It is considered lucky to live past the age of thirty, and many children cannot even live past the age of sixteen. Even so, Tianhan Sect still found this number in just two months. There is no need to think or guess, this must be related to Shuangqing Prefecture.

Just like Yang Qian said, this place has many talented people and is a great place to cultivate!

This was something no one had expected beforehand.

"With so many people, what does the Tianhan Sect say?" Yang Qian asked.

More than 160 people, with the current size of Tianhan Sect, it is impossible to accommodate them.

"Sir, the Tianhan Sect intends to select five of these people who are under ten years old and have the best talents as introductory disciples. The rest are to be accepted as registered disciples. I am not familiar with the rules of the sect and do not know if this is appropriate, so I will suppress them for the time being. Please make the decision yourself, sir."

Although he said that Yang Qian would make the decision, Cui Mingsheng had actually expressed his meaning very implicitly.

"The people of Tianhan Sect are really bold. They have more than a dozen Qi training realm disciples and only one Jindan realm disciple to support them. Yet they dare to accept more than a hundred registered disciples? Tsk, can they afford it?

Mr. Cui, what do you think? "

Cui Mingsheng said: "Sir, I also feel that this matter cannot satisfy the wishes of the Tianhan Sect. The entire Shuangqing Prefecture was stabilized by you, sir, but it is not for the Tianhan Sect to pick up peaches casually.

But it is not advisable to refuse directly, you can change the conversation. "

"Oh? How do you change it?"

"Sir, the Tianhan Sect can't afford to support so many registered disciples, so they can only give them some skills to practice on their own. But you can support these people. Let them bear the title of Tianhan Sect's registered disciples, and then train them as your inner guards, what do you think?"

Cui Mingsheng directly told the truth. To put it bluntly, Tianhan Sect probably had the same idea. Neither side said anything explicitly, but they were both tacitly prepared to use the chicken to lay eggs.

Yang Qian thought for a while, then nodded and said, "Okay, you can discuss this matter with the people of Tianhan Sect, just like you just said. Then find an abandoned village near the city and renovate it to turn it into a camp. These young people will practice in the camp in the future. I will go over and give them some advice when I have the chance."

"Okay, sir, I understand. But this camp is unusual, so you have to come up with a name for it." Cui Mingsheng bowed in response while finding the right measure.

Yang Qian thought for a moment and said, "No need to give it a name. It's not appropriate to publicize it now. Just call it the Imperial Guard Battalion."

"I understand. There is one more thing. The Tan family in the imperial city sent a young man here with a thick gift list, asking to see you. But now I am holding him in Taocheng and not letting him come."

"Tan family? Which Tan family?"

(End of this chapter)