Fang Heng blinked and stood there in a daze: "..."
I saw a demon horse being led by General Hong.
In front of him, twenty or so Golden Eagle Captains who had returned from Qingfeng Mountain stood on both sides of the young man with solemn faces.
Today, two girls from the inner camp were in charge of the Foreign Affairs Hall. They took out things one by one and handed them carefully to their colleagues.
First, there was a neatly folded cloak with wide sleeves and long skirt. It was made of silky material and had a ferocious wolf swallowing the moon on it. This was the symbol of the outer camp, adding a bit of murderous aura.
She also put on a precious jade corset and a gilded hollow wolf-patterned hair crown, which made her look luxurious and majestic.
"Wow! Promoted to lieutenant general."
The many captains who gathered around to watch the excitement originally wanted to see what urgent matter was, but they actually rode the demon horse into the Demon Suppression Division. Unexpectedly, they saw with their own eyes a colleague being promoted.
For a moment, I couldn't help but feel jealous.
Although Qingfeng Mountain is dangerous, it makes ordinary people sleepless for fear of being transferred. But for these masters with real skills, it has become an opportunity that can't be found. They are promoted too quickly!
At this time, the second girl in the inner camp also took out a brand new black shirt.
The captains glanced at him briefly and were about to look away, but their bodies suddenly froze and they looked back in disbelief.
I saw that the cuffs of the garment did not have cloud patterns, but instead there was an exquisitely embroidered yin-yang fish on the collar.
Yin and Yang, the universe!
This is the mark that belongs exclusively to Mr. Chen Qiankun among the twelve demon-suppressing generals.
"…"
Everyone swallowed their dry throats inadvertently and suddenly fell silent. The shocked expressions of watching the excitement quickly faded away. They looked at the people next to them, and there was a hint of tension between them.
The significance of a close follower of a general can be summarized in four words.
I've finally made it.
With so many achievements and impressive strength, the other party doesn't need to do anything to prove himself.
From now on, there is no need to climb mountains and wade through rivers, and keep your head tied to your belt all day long. You just need to follow the demon-suppressing general, set up camp, and keep an eye on the group of demons outside the twelve counties of Qingzhou.
They deter each other and keep to themselves.
Being a captain under the enemy is really comfortable. You just stand guard every day and may not really fight for several years. But after working for many years, you will have made many contributions to the defense.
If this personal attendant is willing to take a few people with him before he leaves...
In an instant, all the captains of the outer camps crowded forward with excited expressions.
Bai Ziming raised his eyebrows slightly, with surprise in his eyes.
Only Fang Heng's expression changed slightly. The surprised look on his face when he saw the cloak suddenly turned a little unhappy after he noticed the yin-yang fish, with a hint of disappointment.
"We! Congratulations to Lord Shen for his victory! He has been promoted three levels in a row!"
Except for the few people holding the precious robes, the remaining golden eagle captains stepped back a few steps, then bowed and saluted with their voices as loud as a bell.
Under his leadership, more than a hundred captains nearby, whether in the inner camp or the outer camp, all made the same move. Even Hong Lei, who was far away, no longer had the previous teasing on his face. He loosened the reins and clasped his fists in earnest: "Congratulations, Lord Shen!"
"Why are you looking at me? You don't have hands?" Bai Ziming glanced at Fang Heng beside him.
"..." Fang Heng hung his arms and shook them hard.
Bai Ziming raised his hands helplessly, feeling that he shouldn't go out today.
As long as he was a disciple of the general, he could at most be a minor general. There was no precedent for him to be someone else's personal attendant.
Even Senior Sister Jiang ascended to the position of general directly after the death of the Demon-Suppressing General of Yushan County, by suppressing Yushan City through bloody means.
Therefore...Bai Ziming's rank is indeed a little lower than Shen Yi's current rank.
He sighed.
Directly promoted from a lieutenant to a personal lieutenant general, even if there really is a Dan Ning Jiao demon on Qingfeng Mountain, it would take the merit of beheading it to be enough. How come the Demon Suppression General went to Qingfeng Mountain for a stroll? Without any merit at all?
"Is Mr. Chen out of his mind? This kid has only been in the Demon Suppression Division for less than a month, and he dares to give him anything."
Hearing someone scolding Chen Qiankun, Hong Lei suddenly looked over and heard the second half of the sentence.
His expression suddenly became stunned: "Ah?"
One month...broken!
Hong Lei's heartbeat suddenly accelerated.
Which idiot general did this? Is he too lazy to get out of bed because he is dying? He is so lazy! Recruiting such a person without even saying hello? It is hard to
say whether the old man knows about this or not. Anyway, these generals have never thought about this.
One of the most important reasons is...
I've only been here for less than a month and I haven't even received my salary yet. What's the point of risking my life?!
"..."
Shen Yi looked around silently, feeling a little uncomfortable.
After hesitating for a moment, he still asked, "Where are the martial arts and precious medicines?"
Many captains were startled, and then looked strange.
The girl in the inner camp gently covered her mouth, pushed aside a few colleagues, invited Shen Yi into the Foreign Affairs Hall, walked behind the big cabinet, and took out a piece of paper: "Master Shen, if you need anything, I will write down a list and send it to you immediately after everyone comes back and counts the achievements."
"Anything is fine?" Shen Yi looked at him in surprise.
In fact, he didn't have high expectations. Hong Lei had originally agreed to a low-grade Jade Liquid Martial Arts. He captured Dai Bing and the deacon, killed the crocodile dragon, and collected the head of the dragon for the Demon-Suppressing General.
At least three or five books, right?
"Ah?" The girl was stunned for a moment, then said hesitantly, "If it's a mid-level martial art in the Jade Liquid Realm, we do have some here, but there may not be many suitable for you. As for the top-level ones, there is only one in the Foreign Affairs Hall..."
"I haven't decided yet, can I--" Shen Yi looked away indifferently, cleared his throat and said, "Take them all out for me to see, I want to choose carefully."
As soon as these words came out, several captains in the inner camp immediately looked embarrassed and tried to organize their words: "Sir Shen, the Demon Suppression Division has encountered geniuses who can read ten lines at a glance and have photographic memories. They were specially trained by outsiders and sent in to steal martial arts... Then there were rules... It's not to prevent you, Sir Shen certainly doesn't have such an intention, but rules are rules after all."
It is true that the Demon Suppression Division is luxurious, but it also depends on what it is.
After all, the martial arts treasures here are mainly obtained by robbing.
What the noble families have, there are dozens or hundreds of times more here, and what the noble families don't have, the government office can't produce out of thin air.
For example, in the eyes of martial artists in the martial arts world, the martial arts of the Jade Liquid Realm do not even have the concept of "grades".
The so-called middle-grade martial arts are those that the aristocratic families and sects discovered that there was still room for improvement in the power of ordinary martial arts. Since they were wealthy and powerful and had long lifespans, they spent a lot of effort to research and develop martial arts that were far more effective than those of the same level.
The reason why it is called "middle quality" is because it contains the incomprehensible existence of the General's Five Special Skills.
For example, the Sihe Zhengang can actually use up all the skills accumulated over decades in a short period of time. Most people would not even look at this kind of thing even if they got it.
The jade liquid that was saved with great difficulty was used to increase strength and speed, to strengthen the body and the blade in hand, and at most to create a sword force or a knife energy.
This overwhelming Zhengang method is equivalent to providing a large number of ways to use Qi. It is not only obscure and difficult to understand, but few people can afford it.
After all, as long as one breaks through the Jade Liquid to perfection, one can extend one's life by a hundred years. Even with the help of precious medicine, it will take a lot of time to accumulate the foundation again. Who would joke with his life?
Even if we gather the strength of the entire Qingzhou Demon Suppression Bureau, we can only focus on the most important internal strength.
Finally, he deduced the Wind, Thunder and Melting Sun Manual that shocked the twelve counties.
"All right."
My little thought came to nothing.
Shen Yi was a little disappointed, but did not show it: "Body Tempering Method, Light Kung Fu Footwork."
After hearing the first three words, the two girls from the inner camp were suddenly stunned for a moment.
Isn't this a bit too coincidental? Could it be that the other party is eyeing that top-grade martial art?
"Master Shen, have you heard of the Vajra Sect?"
"It's not a big sect, just a barely-there second-rate force."
(End of this chapter)