"Then what if the passage between the two realms does not come from me?" After a brief moment of joy, Qiu Ping thought of a very practical question.
He Bo stared at Qiu Ping for a while, and then showed a meaningful smile.
"hehe."
Qiu Ping was a little confused by what he saw. What was wrong with him? Can these big shots communicate normally?
"Okay, the Well God of Huangao Village will receive the City God's decree."
He Bo shouted loudly, "Qiu Ping, the god of the well in Huang'ao Village, is self-denial and devoted to the public, and has outstanding political effectiveness... Now he is promoted to the rank of Lieutenant Fenwu of the Changning County Navy."
As he finished speaking, a decree with the seal of the City God fell on Qiu Ping.
In the blink of an eye, Qiu Ping's whole body energy changed, his divine power boiled, and the energy in his body actually had a sharp taste.
"My Hebo Mansion is short of a Fenwu Colonel. I see that you have reached the [ancestral Qiao] realm, so you can take charge of both." Hebo smiled and looked at Qiu Ping.
Fenwu Xiaowei itself is an official of the eighth rank, but Qiu Ping is currently a concurrent leader, so he is only assigned the status of the eighth rank.
His main job is still the well god of Huangao Village. The post of Fenwu Colonel is only used to pay him a salary. He does not need to go to the village every day. He only needs to go to the military to participate in drills occasionally.
Although it is only a concurrent position, this divine position still provides Qiu Ping with a priesthood called [Combined Attack].
Lieutenant Fenwu is already a low-level military attache, and he can lead hundreds of sailors under his command. This priestly position can gather the power of hundreds of sailors and unleash a strength far beyond his current level.
Of course, the current Xia Bing Crab General has suffered too many losses. He only retains one position, and there is no manpower assigned to him below.
Fortunately, Qiu Ping didn't care about this. As long as he could be promoted, it didn't matter what position he held.
"Hey, by the way, I'll go to the treasury later to get a set of armor and weapons. Although they're not very good things, don't ask for them for free." He Bo waved his hand and asked Qiu Ping to go back first.
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"The king asked me to drill the hole...Hey, the king is back!"
As soon as Qiu Ping entered the area of the ancient well along the underground river, he saw a group of small loaches shouting slogans and digging holes in the underground river.
If the Earth God hadn't realized long ago that he was no match for the little loach, he might have jumped in again now.
Qiu Ping walked with his head held high, making a jingling sound as he walked, looking very majestic.
"Your Majesty... Your Majesty, what are you wearing?"
A group of small loaches stopped drilling holes and gathered together, each with their mouths slightly wide open and their eyes shining.
There is no way, Qiu Ping is too dazzling at this moment.
He was wearing gleaming bright armor. Because of his height, the armor seemed loose, and the helmet almost covered his entire face.
Although he was three feet tall, he was carrying an eight-foot Fangtian painted halberd.
There is no way, this is already the smallest set of armor in the treasury. As for why this armor cannot change body shape, that is purely whimsical. How much would it cost for a low-level armor to do that?
However, even though the clothes didn't fit him, Qiu Ping still liked it very much.
Just one word, flash!
"Your Majesty, your Majesty, in this entire Fu River, I don't think there is a more beautiful god than you, Your Majesty." A red-shell crab squeezed away the other loaches with difficulty and ran in front of Qiu Ping. It was immediately full of flattery.
"Yes, yes, what's your name... Oh yes, Crab Roe, let Qiu Yi give you some extra food later." No wonder the shrew likes to be flattered so much, this feeling is really not bad.
Being a leader is indeed different.
Qiu Ping's limited consciousness was rapidly declining. As expected, sugar-coated bullets were not so easy to resist.
However, it does not rule out that what others say is true.
"Thank you, Your Majesty!" The red-shell crab lay on the ground with its butt raised high.
"Bang, bang, bang."
After giving some guiding advice to the little loaches on digging holes, Qiu Ping left proudly wearing his armor, preparing to show off his promotion to the Earth God.
"Hey, country bumpkin, you don't look like a general when you wear armor. This set of clothes only looks good on me...ah, it really makes you jealous and twisted. When can I wear such armor?" Hong. The shell crab's face was hidden in the shadows, with a look of disdain.
"Crab roe, this is your fish food today. I'll give you a little more." Qiu Yi walked over from the side carrying a large basin and poured an extra spoonful for the red shell crab.
The red-shell crab immediately took it and licked it.
Mmm, it smells so good.
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"Ouch, I'm really exhausted." Qiu Ping wandered around this afternoon. The places he visited included but were not limited to the Earth Temple, the River Temple in each village, and the Mountain Temple in Huangzhong Mountain.
After receiving countless envious looks and being flattered by the young handsome man, he returned home contentedly.
Nothing else, we just want to challenge our weaknesses.
Qiu Ping swayed and turned into a big loach and got out of the armor. After losing their support, these armors fell all over the ground with a clang, and were piled together with Qiu Ping's ore and elixirs all over the ground.
He didn't bother to clean it up, he just fell down on the ore and rolled around comfortably.
At present, the fortune has been snatched away, and the official position has been promoted, and it is just waiting to be demolished.
I just hope that King Minngling can hurry up and expropriate our land. You are such a respected great god, so you can't treat the little loach below you badly. It won't sound good if word spreads about it.
Qiu Ping had already begun to look forward to the days after the demolition. With a happy mood, he gradually fell into sleep.
The pace of these days was too fast, and his mind was always tense. Now that he was relieved, he was naturally very sleepy.
"Hey, what is this place?"
Qiu Ping was in a trance, but found himself in front of a stone tablet.
He remembered, this is not the Huangquan Terrace.
Why am I dreaming here again this time? Qiu Ping felt a little unlucky. After all, he saw tens of thousands of dead people here last time and almost scared the loach to death.
When he was holding back and preparing to change his dream, the space in front of him became distorted and a figure emerged.
A child with pigtails and a face painted like a ghost stood there, looking at him with a cold expression.
"Ghost boy, you are really haunting, and you are still following me even after you die!" Qiu Ping was startled by the look in his eyes, and lost some of his courage.
Just as he was slandering, the ghost boy suddenly jumped up, his hands in the shape of claws, and rushed towards him.
Qiu Ping subconsciously ran the "Eight-Armed Maha Seal Technique". Greed, anger, obsession, and four desires were aroused. The devil in his mind was born. His scales were flaccid and he faced the ghost boy.
"Bang!"
In just an instant, Ghost Boy's palm pierced through his body and tore it apart forcefully.
