Mythological origins

"Sir, we need more manpower. The brothers are really too busy."

In the city lord's mansion, several young constables who looked exhausted and as if their bodies were hollowed out tried to muster their energy and half-knelt to report to the city lord Ding Changhan.

In recent months, the number of homicides in Linzhou City has risen sharply, and the charity cemetery and coffin shop are crowded every day.

Especially in the charity cemetery where corpses are placed, there are more living people than dead people. Almost every two or three hours, a group of people come in and out, throwing in some unclaimed mutilated corpses.

Most of these corpses have traces of being burned by fire, and many are even burnt and burnt, turning into a black mass that does not look like a human at all.

"Didn't the constable class just expand a group of people? Why is it not enough again?" Ding Changhan frowned, obviously a little dissatisfied.

He recalled that more than a month ago, the head constable Jinmaoshu complained to him that there were more murders recently and more people were needed. As a result, when the county government posted a notice to recruit people, more than 600 people signed up, many of whom were so-called "immortal cultivators".

God has mercy on me, the yamen just wanted to recruit a few more errands for the constables, and never expected that so many people would come to apply. There were only a few masters who could be pulled out and had time to select people, so how could they interview more than 600 people.

The head constables were in a hurry to get people, and they didn't have three heads and six arms, so they could only use simple and crude methods to screen more times.

First, ordinary people who couldn't spell were screened. It was not easy for the constables to deal with the gangsters who learned spells without some force.

But there were still too many people left.

Among the crowd, there were more than 400 immortal cultivators who could spell. The head constables who were responsible for maintaining order were worried that if these guys gathered together to make trouble, each of them would cast a fireball spell and the city lord's mansion would burn down.

So they screened again, this time only those at the second level of Qi Refining were needed, and those at the first level were persuaded to retreat, and only five people were left in an instant.

Then, these five people appeared in the constable team.

When the news was reported to Ding Changhan's desk, even he was shocked. Since when did a cultivator want to be a constable...

"Many cases involve cultivators. They are not careful. After a few quarrels, a fireball spell was used. If the person was not defended, the person would be dead.

These are murders, and brothers can't ignore it..."

Jinmaoshu whispered.

The spells that cultivators at the first and second levels of Qi Refining are basically the three tricks, such as fireball and spirit shield. If they don't react and put on the shield, a fireball can take the opponent away.

Each of them looks like an ancient person holding a bursting pistol.

"The hero breaks the law with force..."

After hearing this, Ding Changhan's face became darker.

Even if they are just a young cultivator at the first level of Qi Refining, the fireballs they release can burn a person to death. If three fireballs hit all of them, three lives will be taken away.

What was originally just a fistfight, once it escalated to magic, it immediately became a matter of life and death.

The attack power of the young cultivators is still much stronger than their defense power.

Unless they reach the foundation building stage and have a protective aura, otherwise they can always be out of their minds.

"Recruit, recruit another batch, approved. Anyway, those who die are unstable factors, die, die, die." Ding Changhan was in a bad mood. After answering the head of the police Jinmaoshu, he angrily left.

"Ah..." Although Jinmaoshu got the order, he was still not happy.

He took time out to participate in the training, and sacrificed twenty years of his life, but he was just barely at the first level of Qi Refining. As a result, the new brothers recruited by the county government are almost all at the second level of Qi Refining.

It may not be so easy to command such a group of guys with higher cultivation than himself.

Of course, he is much better than those old constables who were forced to retire early. The middle-aged and elderly constables who could not sacrifice their lives and practice the Yin-Yang Five Elements Art were basically persuaded to retire by the City Lord's Mansion, and the reason was for their safety.

The Yin-Yang Five Elements Art practitioners who fissioned like a virus have accounted for one-tenth of the total population in Linzhou City in a short period of time. The constables have to deal with them every day. If mortals are still used to maintain order, it is indeed a bit dangerous and it will also lose the face of the City Lord's Mansion.

Before, he, Jinmaoshu, relied on his good kung fu to firmly occupy the position of the big brother in the constable circle. His subordinates were very obedient, and the gang's offerings were also paid on time. Everyone lived a happy and peaceful life.

But now, no matter how good he is at fighting, he is still a flesh and blood body. He will die if he is hit in the face by the fireball. That is the flame condensed by magic power, not an ordinary flame that can be extinguished by a casual slap.

People die every day. It is not uncommon for a desperate criminal to kill you with a bullet before beheading you. Two constables have been accidentally injured by a passing fireball during their daily duty...

"Why do I have a harder time after becoming stronger..." With this puzzled thought, Jinmaoshu left the City Lord's Mansion.

...

Zhao Mansion.

"Shui Jing, what do you think of the future?" Zhao Zilin walked into the guest room where Master Shui Jing lived with a pot of green plum wine, not caring about the distinction between men and women.

"The world is in chaos, and this chaos will eventually spread to the real world of cultivation."

It has been a while since they entered the world of cultivation. With the intentional or unintentional help of the Yu Lan couple, Master Shui Jing and his friends have a clearer understanding of the real world of cultivation in Yuanyang Realm.

Before the spread of Yin Yang Five Elements, the world of mortals and the world of cultivators have always been clearly divided.

The monks have almost no interest in the output of mortals. Except for a few guys who need to sacrifice mortals, most of the things that monks need cannot be produced in the mortal world. The cultivation world is almost an economic closed loop.

So as long as it is not a large-scale death of mortals, the high monks will not even look at it.

The cultivation world does not care about the change of dynasties and the struggle for hegemony.

"Then what can we do?"

"Change all the silver in your hand into spirit stones." Master Shuijing replied decisively.

"Every cultivator needs spirit stones for cultivation. The demand for spirit stones will only increase rapidly, but the spirit stone mines are limited.

Since the popularity of the Yin-Yang Five Elements Formula, the price of spirit stones has soared from 80 taels of silver to one spirit stone to now 120 taels of silver to buy a spirit stone. In the future, it will not be surprising to buy 200 or even 300."

"Our Zhao family has been doing this..."

Zhao Zilin is also a smart businessman, or it can be said that the people in Linzhou City who are foresighted, smart and powerful are secretly doing this.

They transported spirit stones from places where their value had not yet risen, and sold them at high prices to the countless hungry new cultivators in Linzhou City...