Fang Heng blinked and froze on the spot: "..."
I saw a demon horse being led by General Hong.
In front of him, more than twenty 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 the items one by one and carefully handed them to their colleagues.
First, there is a neatly folded cloak, with wide sleeves and long hem, and a silky texture. There is a ferocious wolf swallowing the moon on it, which is the logo of the outer camp, adding a bit of murderous atmosphere.
He also put on a jade girdle and a gilt hair crown with a hollow wolf pattern, which was luxurious and majestic.
"Oh! I've been promoted to general."
Many school lieutenants gathered around to watch the excitement. They originally wanted to see what was urgent, but actually rode their demon horses into the Demon Suppression Department. Unexpectedly, they actually saw a colleague being promoted with their own eyes.
I couldn't help but feel a little hot-eyed for a moment.
Qingfeng Mountain is so dangerous that it makes ordinary people sleepless, fearing that they will be transferred, but for these masters with real skills, it becomes a rare opportunity, and they get promoted so fast!
At this moment, the second inner camp girl also took out a brand new ink shirt.
The lieutenants glanced slightly, and when they were about to look away, their bodies suddenly froze, and they looked back in disbelief.
I saw that the cuffs of the dress did not have cloud patterns, but instead there was an exquisitely embroidered yin-yang fish on the collar.
Yin and Yang universe!
This is the mark that belongs exclusively to Mr. Chen Qiankun among the twelve demon-suppressing generals.
"..."
Everyone inadvertently swallowed their dry throats and suddenly fell silent. The shocked expression of watching the excitement quickly faded away. They looked at each other and there was a faint smell of gunpowder between them.
The meaning of accompanying one's own generals can be summed up in four words.
It's over.
With massive achievements and impressive strength, the other party doesn't need to do anything to prove themselves.
From now on, there is no need to travel through mountains and rivers, and tie your head to the waistband of your pants all day long. You only need to follow the demon-suppressing general, set up camp, and stare at the group of demons outside the twelve counties of Qingzhou.
They act as a deterrent to each other, and the water in the well does not offend the river.
As a lieutenant under the opponent, it is not very comfortable. You stand guard every day, and you may not be able to take action once in a few years. If you have been around for many years, you will have a lot of achievements in guarding.
If this personal attendant is willing to take a few people with him before leaving...
In an instant, all the captains from the outer camp crowded forward with enthusiastic expressions.
Bai Ziming raised his eyebrows slightly, surprise appearing in his eyes.
Only Fang Heng's face changed slightly. His original expression of surprise when he saw the cloak suddenly became a little unsightly after he noticed the Yin-Yang fish, with a hint of disappointment.
"We! Congratulations to Mr. Shen on your victory! He has been promoted to three levels in a row!"
Except for the few holding treasure robes in their hands, the remaining captains of the Golden Eagle took a few steps back, then bent down and held their hands in their hands, making a loud sound like a bell.
Under his leadership, more than a hundred captains nearby, whether inside or outside the camp, all made the same movements. Even Hong Lei in the distance lost his previous ridicule on his face. He loosened his reins and clasped his fists seriously: "Congratulations to Mr. Shen!"
"Why are you looking at me? You don't have any skills?" Bai Ziming glanced at Fang Heng next to him.
"..." Fang Heng lowered his arms and tried his best to shake them.
Bai Ziming raised his hands helplessly, feeling that he shouldn't go out today.
As long as you are a disciple of the General Army, you can only be a partial general at most, and there is no precedent for being a personal follower for others.
Even Senior Sister Jiang relied on bloody methods to suppress Yushan City after the death of Yushan County's demon-suppressing general, and directly took the position of general.
Therefore... Bai Ziming's rank is really a little lower than that of Shen Yi now.
He sighed.
He was directly promoted from the rank of lieutenant to follow the general. Even if there was a pill-condensing dragon demon on Qingfeng Mountain, it would have to be beheaded. Why, the demon-suppressing general went shopping in Qingfeng Mountain? He didn't get any merit at all?
"Mr. Chen, have you lost your mind? This guy has only joined the Demon Suppression Division for less than a month. He really dares to give you anything."
Hearing someone scolding Chen Qiankun, Hong Lei suddenly stared over and heard the second half of the sentence.
His expression instantly became stunned: "Ah?"
One month...
broken!
Hong Lei's heartbeat suddenly accelerated.
What kind of bastard did this? Could it be that he was dying and couldn't get out of bed? He was so lazy! He recruited such a person and didn't even say hello?
It's hard to say whether the old man knew this, but these generals had never thought about it in this direction.
There is a very important reason for this, and that is...
It’s been less than a month since I joined, and I haven’t received my salary yet. How can I risk 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 medicine?"
Many of the captains were startled, and then looked strange.
The girl from the inner camp gently covered her mouth, pushed aside a few colleagues, and invited Shen Yi into the foreign affairs hall. She walked behind the cabinet and took out a piece of paper: "Master Shen, if you need something, I will write down a list and wait for everyone to come back." , I will send it to you immediately after I have finished counting my merits."
"Anything is fine?" Shen Yi looked at it in surprise.
In fact, his expectations were not high. What Hong Lei originally promised was a low-grade Jade Liquid martial arts book. He captured Dai Bing and Deacon himself, killed the dragon, and took the dragon's head for the demon-suppressing general.
No matter what, it should be three to five copies, right?
"Ah?" The girl was stunned for a moment, then said nonchalantly: "If it's a middle-grade martial arts in the Yuye Realm, we have some here, but there may not be many suitable for you. As for the top-grade ones, the Foreign Affairs Hall only has one..."
"I haven't decided yet, can I--" Shen Yi looked away indifferently, cleared her throat and said, "Take them out and show them to me. I want to pick them carefully."
As soon as these words came out, several inner camp captains suddenly looked confused and tried to formulate their words: "Master Shen, before, the Demon Suppression Division encountered the kind of genius who could see ten lines at a glance and have a photographic memory. They were specially trained and sent in by outsiders.
Those who steal martial arts... there are rules behind them... It's not to guard against you, Lord Shen definitely doesn't have such thoughts, but rules are rules after all."
It is true that the Demon Suppression Division is extravagant, but it also depends on what it is.
After all, the martial arts treasures here mainly come from robbing.
What is available in aristocratic families, there are dozens or hundreds of times more here. What is not available in aristocratic families, the yamen cannot conjure up out of thin air.
For example, Yuye realm martial arts, in the eyes of martial arts warriors, does not even have the term "grade".
The so-called middle grade means that the aristocratic sect discovered that there is still room for improvement in the power of ordinary martial arts. It has a great career and a long life, and has spent a lot of effort to develop martial arts that are far more effective than those of its peers.
The reason why it is called "middle grade" is because it also has the incomprehensible existence of the five special skills of General Soldier.
For example, the Sihe Zhen Gang can actually use up all the resources accumulated over decades in a short period of time. Most people would not look at such a thing even if they took it.
The jade liquid that was finally saved is used to increase strength and speed, to bless the body and the sharp blade in the hand, and to bear the sword aura or sword energy.
This overwhelming number of Zhen Gang methods is equivalent to providing a large number of ways to use breath, which are not only obscure and difficult to understand, but also few people can afford to use them.
After all, as long as you break through the Jade Liquid Perfection, you can extend your life for a hundred years. Even with the help of precious medicine, it will take a lot of time to build up your foundation again. Who would joke with your life?
After gathering the strength of the entire Qingzhou Demon Suppression Division, we can only focus on the most important internal strength first.
Finally, the Book of Wind, Thunder and Melting Sun that shocked the twelve counties was deduced.
"Okay."
Beware of failure.
Shen Yi was a little disappointed, but he didn't show it: "Physique tempering method, Qinggong footwork method."
After hearing the first three words, the two girls from the inner camp were suddenly stunned for a moment.
Isn't it a bit too coincidental? The other party probably came here with an eye on that high-grade martial arts...
"Master Shen, have you heard of the Vajra Gate?"
"It's not a big faction, just a barely capable second-rate force."
Sorry guys, the update time is 11pm at the latest.
It's not fixed because some bosses said before that I might have to go to bed at 11 o'clock, so if I can send it earlier, it will be earlier.
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Chapter completed!