"Chu Chen, you are really awesome. You killed a ninth-grade corpse king just after entering the rank. My family is far from rich."
In the evening, at the door of the meeting hall of the Department of Ghosts and Gods, Huang Mei, the deputy governor, patted Chu Chen's shoulder hard, and he was quite friendly and warm.
Before, Huang Mei always compared Chu Chen with his nephew.
In his opinion, his nephew is very outstanding and the pride of the family, no worse than any of his peers.
But as time went by, the comparison in his heart became weaker and weaker.
How can this be compared? There is absolutely no need to compare.
It is very rare in the world of cultivation to refine a high-grade divine general just after entering the level.
He knew many fellow Taoists who came from the Xuanmen orthodox sect, many of whom were highly skilled. In the early stages of their internal training, the highest level of divine generals was no more than the middle-grade Shen Miao.
The first refinement is a top-grade miracle, and he is definitely a genius and stunning beauty.
"Deputy Huang doesn't care about you, luck, luck."
Chu Chen smiled modestly and entered the meeting hall with Huang Mei.
In the main hall, Taoist Xu Ping, Taoist Qingyun, and Zen Master Liaokong have already arrived and sat down.
There were still two empty seats in the main hall, and they sat down respectively.
In addition, about ten deputy heads of classes A, B, and C also entered the hall one after another.
The deputy head of the third shift, Chu Chen, who is also the general manager, has a seat. The other deputy heads do not have such good treatment and can only stand aside and wait for their orders.
After being promoted from an ordinary inspector of the Department of Ghosts and Gods to an "assistant to the general manager", Chu Chen's responsibilities changed.
In the past, after finishing his errands and no new errands came, he could wait for the "sanyamen" to get off work.
At present, Chu Chen needs to participate in various affairs of the Ghosts and Gods Department.
Basically, all the evil and evil things in the county are linked to him.
Chu Chen entered the meeting hall, and everyone's eyes fell on him.
As the two Wu brothers worked hard to publicize it, the entire Ghost and God Department heard about Chu Chen's killing of the ninth-grade Feitian Yaksha.
This time, everyone's eyes changed when they looked at Chu Chen, and their eyes were extremely complicated.
In the past, the deputy heads of classes A, B, and C all secretly slandered and made many sarcastic remarks, and few of them thought highly of Chu Chen.
After killing Feitian Yaksha this time, they could no longer look down on Chu Chen.
Strength means everything.
Both are in the ninth level of Taoism and cultivation, who can look down on the other? What's more, he is young and cannot be compared to them.
However, no one among the deputy squad leaders was truly convinced.
On the contrary, the stronger and better Chu Chen became, the more uncomfortable they felt.
There are only three opportunities to be promoted to immortal officials in the entire Xin'an County. The three deputy chiefs are in charge of promotion or transfer, and they have a chance to win through competition.
Chu Chen fell from the sky to join the team and took the fifth position. According to the usual practice, if any deputy commander is transferred, he can immediately take over as the team leader and be promoted to deputy commander as a matter of course.
This unintentionally blocked the promotion path of many deputy team leaders, and Chu Chen would not be pleased with anyone.
Chu Chen was well aware of these twists and turns, and did not take it to heart that the deputy squad leaders were vaguely rejecting them.
Among Taoists, the most important thing is "no fighting".
The so-called "non-fighting" does not mean that there is no desire to win or lose, and the Buddha is lying flat and being a salted fish.
The so-called "not fighting" means not fighting with the outside world, but fighting with oneself.
Chu Chen is well versed in the principle of "not fighting", and all he wants is to improve himself.
As for the defeat of outsiders, it has nothing to do with him, it is just the general trend.
Under the attention of all the deputy team leaders, Chu Chen sat down calmly and calmly, without any worries.
Seeing this performance, Taoist Qingyun and Zen Master Liaokong nodded repeatedly, secretly praising his good character.
"Chu Chen, why did this case take all day?"
Taoist priest Xu Ping had a serious face and a stern tone.
"I don't mind reporting back, Feitian Yaksha was killed in the morning, but I saw that the mine was a natural place for raising corpses, and I was worried that some fish might slip through the net, so I searched extensively to nip the danger in the bud." Chu Chen answered honestly .
Xu Ping nodded slightly and commented lightly: "Prudence is a good thing, but too much is too much. With your strength, half a day is enough for this case. Pay attention next time and make sure to handle the case quickly and steadily."
"Yes!" Chu Chen obeyed the instructions honestly.
The master was criticizing openly, but secretly he was building momentum for him and promoting him in front of everyone. He had good intentions.
Next, Chu Chen's matter was revealed, and everyone began to discuss other cases.
The completed cases were just a formality, and the focus of everyone's discussion was on the unsolved cases and emergencies.
Chu Chen had no interest in intervening in the case of Classes A, B, and C. He only listened but did not speak or express any opinions. The time passed very quickly.
At the end, Master Xu Ping announced an unexpected case with a serious face.
According to the announcement from the Qingzhou Ghosts and Gods Department, Xianting launched a campaign to destroy the Demon Sect Qianyin Sha Sect a few days ago and achieved a great victory. Countless senior officials of the Demon Sect were killed.
It is said that a group of demon cultivators from Qian Yin Sha Sect entered Qingzhou and hid in various places secretly.
The Ghosts and Gods Department of Qingzhou and the Ghosts and Gods Department of Guangping County jointly issued notices to all counties, asking all localities to be wary of the invasion of evil cultivators and to fulfill their responsibilities to protect the environment and the people.
Neither Chu Chen nor the other deputy team leaders took it seriously when they heard the report.
The superiors didn't give any clues to the remaining members of the Demon Sect, so it was useless for them to know the news in advance.
They could only passively wait for the remnants of the Demon Sect to commit crimes, and then they might catch one or two by following the clues.
Under normal circumstances, the remnants of the Demon Sect who have fled in a hurry do not dare to cause trouble, and often keep a low profile and wait for the limelight to pass.
After a while, everyone dispersed.
Taoist Xu Ping and Chu Chen are not on duty tonight, so it is quite rare for them to go home together.
On the way, Taoist Xu Ping's face was calm, but his heart was very uneasy, and he asked:
"Apprentice, you have mastered [Spitting into a River], and yet you froze Feitian Yaksha with a large mouthful of water?"
My family knew about their own affairs, and thought that Taoist Master Xu Ping valued his apprentice's accomplishments in the magic [Yu Siwei Jiang] more than the top-grade divine generals and ninth-grade tiger monsters.
There are quite a few people in the Lingshan sect who have learned the spell "With Spit as a River", but most of them can only master it and spit out a large amount of water.
Some people can only master it a little deeper, and the water can be gushed out endlessly.
However, this level can only be regarded as the preliminary acquisition of spells, and the power is very average, nothing, and it has not exerted the power of the master's magic powers at all.
Taoist Xu Ping was surprised here. Not only did his apprentice learn this technique without anyone noticing, but he also had very high attainments.
"Well, I practiced this spell very well. I originally just found some water to practice, but I didn't expect that I succeeded in practicing it all of a sudden."
Chu Chen looked calm. It would be good if the "genius" people were set up. Talents could be used to solve any problem, and they never worked.
After all, there are many examples of Taoist masters having great opportunities and great fortunes. Each one is more exaggerated than the last. Chu Chen's case is nothing at all.
Sure enough, Taoist Xu Ping did not doubt Chu Chen's talent in practicing this magic, but asked:
"Where did you learn about the magical power of freezing water?"
Chu Chen maintained his "genius" persona and said in a plain tone:
"Master, I practiced [Hunyuan Form Refining] and understood some of the ways of yin and yang transformation, but at that time my magic power was limited and I couldn't use it."
"After turning Xinyuan Lord into a Yuanling, I can naturally master the freezing of water. In addition, if I activate it with the energy of the sun, I can burn lakes and boil rivers."
After saying that, in order to strengthen his "genius" character, Chu Chen asked in Versailles style:
"Master, our sect's practice methods and spells complement each other. My fellow sect members must be like me and master them naturally, right?"
Taoist priest Xu Ping blushed when he heard this.
He only realized this skill when he was promoted to the eighth level of Taoism. For this reason, he had been proud of it for a long time, thinking that his talent was good.
result...
Taoist priest Xu Ping didn't want to talk anymore.
At this time, a little clever ghost came out of the bookcase behind Chu Chen, lay on his shoulder, and said weakly:
"Senior brother, it seems that the master is not..."
Before the kid finished speaking, a big hand grabbed his neck and hung him in the air.
"Little devil, your omen was wrong today, and I almost made a mistake. If you didn't come out, I would have forgotten about it."
The little ghost hung in the air with a look of grievance and confusion:
"Master, my omens were right this time. Don't blame me, kid. I told you that if you go in that direction, you'll have good luck and everything will go smoothly. But you just didn't believe me, and you ended up going around in vain."
Taoist priest Xu Ping snorted coldly:
"Your good omens have always failed. It was right to choose the direction where you did not report good omens. This time it failed. Do you think your omens were wrong?"
Little devil: "(°ー°〃)"
