Misunderstanding the complicated expression on Zhang Kangsheng's face, Zhao Yinshun comforted him with a gentle attitude.

"Mr. Zhang, there is no need to regret. This time it is mainly for military merit, and the recipients are all soldiers. Next time I have the opportunity, I will personally reward you."

"I don't have any legacy...huh??! Wait!

You mean we can also accept this kind of gift?!"

Zhang Kangsheng paused slightly while twirling his beard, and looked at the boy in white in disbelief.

"Of course, all my subjects will be rewarded."

As he spoke, Zhao Yinshun's eyes moved towards the dull leader of the three Taishi and Western religions, revealing a meaningful smile.

"If the three of them are willing to accept the official position of [Liu Yin Fengguo], I will treat them equally."

Hearing this, the eyes of the leaders of the three religions trembled slightly, and they exchanged glances without any trace, and they all noticed the heartbeat in the other's eyes.

Having been in Damin for so long, they have tried to preach in other states, but the results have been very unsatisfactory.

War breaks out frequently, demons are rampant, wars are everywhere, ordinary people are in danger, and there is no soil for the spread of knowledge among the people.

The nobles of the upper class families also have an incomprehensible stubborn arrogance, believing that "the one who knows it" is the right way, and their knowledge is just low-level magic skills, and they don't bother to learn at all.

After going around and around, I found that [Liu Yin Fengguo] was the best. The rulers fully cooperated and built schools extensively. The funds were sufficient, the political situation was stable, and the learning atmosphere among the people was also very strong. In just a few years, the apprentices of the three religions had already

The number has skyrocketed to over 100,000, and some well-qualified geniuses have even come from behind, surpassing many old people from the West.

The carefully cultivated soil bore fruit, and also brought massive feedback to the leaders of the three religions. The cultivation level that had been stagnant for a long time began to skyrocket, and it vaguely touched a higher realm.

If they can receive the gift of [Zhenguo Gong] again, in their lifetime, they might really be able to try to attack the coveted throne and pry into the wider unknown truth.

Blinking his eyes, [Mechanicum] Archbishop Roger Marsan stood up and performed a grand ceremony in a decent manner.

"Thank you [Zhen Guo Gong] for your appreciation. We will consider this matter carefully."

Although he did not agree in person, Zhao Yinshun had already seen the answer from their subtle changes in attitude, showing a warm smile like spring breeze.

Intellectuals are all reserved and want to save face. This kind of thing must be reported behind closed doors. Wouldn't it be a loss of status to agree on the spot?

Zhuge Liang even visited the thatched cottage three times...

Nodding tacitly, Zhao Yinshun held up Roger Marsan's hand: "Then I will wait for the answers from these gentlemen."

After saying that, the boy in white looked at the spirited old farmer in rough clothes and shorts.

"He Lao created [Winter Wheat], which enabled the people to have food and clothing, and expanded agricultural science. There are countless living people, and the merits are immeasurable. I grant you the right to go to the palace to see the king."

Huh~

A streak of purple-gold light sank into the center of He Li's eyebrows, and the old farmer's doubtful gaze suddenly froze. His originally clear and gentle eyes slowly lost focus and stared blankly into the void.

He was stunned for dozens of seconds. Just when all the gods were scratching their heads, Heli was shocked, came back to his senses, looked at the boy in white in disbelief, tried his best to collect his emotions, and faced

He bowed deeply.

"Thank you for your grace."

The young man also kindly held up his hand, and gently patted the rough and dark back of his hand with his white and jade-like fingers.

"You deserve this. May you continue your efforts so that there will be no hunger or cold in this world."

"I will live up to your high expectations."

Seeing He Li's resolute look, curious eyes wandered between the monarch and his ministers. The gods were itchy, but they couldn't ask Zhao Yinshun in front of him, so they could only suppress the scratching in their hearts and reveal

A reserved and indifferent smile.

hateful!

[Zhen Guogong] How many secrets are there?

What kind of reward could make a veteran god of agriculture so excited?

I really want to know!

However, the young man did not care about other people's feelings and looked at the only god general present who knew the truth with a faint smile.

"Cen Xing, the army's strength has greatly increased, your navy must also work hard."

Ignoring the triumphant look in Tang Hongda's eyes, the heroic female general clasped her fists and agreed.

"Follow orders."

Immediately, Zhao Yinshun's eyes moved to Tang Hongda who was smiling so hard that his teeth were exposed.

"Why are you laughing? There are so many subordinates of god generals, how can you be a seventh-level person?"

A joyful smile froze on his face for an instant, and the steady man lowered his head.

"The subordinates are incompetent."

Knowing that Tang Hongda's character was too stable and sometimes just needed stimulation, Zhao Yinshun patted him on the shoulder sincerely.

"If you know your skills, then work harder. I have paved the road for you. It depends on you how high you can reach. The ninth level may be a little difficult in a short time, but if you can't even reach the eighth level, you, the Army Chief, will

Commander, please step down and make way for someone more worthy."

Hearing this, Tang Hongda's energy and blood immediately surged up, and he was full of motivation. He clasped his fists and roared like a bell: "I will live up to your high expectations!"

Your Majesty thinks so highly of me, if I disappoint him, am I still a human being?

However, compared to Tang Hongda's surging heart, Zhang Zhaochang's expression gradually distorted when he heard Zhao Yinshun's words, revealing the subway old man.jpg.

What does it mean that it may be a bit difficult to reach level nine in a short period of time?

Do you have any misunderstanding about the difficulty of promotion to a higher level?

Oh, your sixth level divine gate is fully open, then it’s okay.

By the way, you vulgar Qiu Ba, why did you agree so readily?

How difficult is it to upgrade from level 7 to level 8? Don’t you have some ideas in mind?

Even though the promotion difficulty of [Army] is a little lower than that of other classes, at the level of Yasheng, the differences between the various classes are almost negligible.

How many gods have wasted their lives at the seventh level? Your qualifications are mediocre, why do you think you can advance to the eighth level?

Do you think you are the [Zhenguo Gong]?

Is it as easy to advance as eating and drinking?

He doesn't advance because he doesn't want to. You don't advance because you don't have the ability. Get it clear!

The emotions in his heart were rolling endlessly. Zhang Zhaochang opened his mouth several times to speak, but he swallowed the words when they reached his lips.

There were too many things that happened today that he couldn't understand, and his solid outlook on life was shaken to pieces. No matter how unnatural things happened, he could now face them with a calm smile.

Although these things are outrageous, when I think of him as [Zhen Guo Gong], they are normal.

After a round of condolences, Zhao Yinshun finally laid his eyes on Zhang Zhaochang and nodded politely.

"Mr. Zhang, you are neglecting me."

"[Zhen Guo Gong] You're welcome."

Zhang Zhaochang bowed quickly, feeling a little flattered for no reason.

"I'm busy with chores, so I'm afraid Wu Xia will accompany me next time..."

"[Zhen Guo Gong] has made great progress in cultivation, and the next step is the key stage of consolidation and digestion. I haven't been to Luzhou for many years, and I just want to travel around. [Zhen Guo Gong] doesn't need to worry about it."

"Then, sir, please help yourself."

Smiling and nodding, Zhao Yinshun's figure slowly faded and dissipated, like a trace of residual snow melting into the air.

It wasn't until after he left that Zhang Zhaochang suddenly thought about it.

Wait, why is there something wrong with this Feng Chan process?

Not to mention the fiefdom ceremony, there is not even a heaven-sacrifice ceremony or ritual, it’s just like...

Suddenly, Zhang Zhaochang suddenly raised his head and looked up at the sky, staring at the huge thing that was gradually disappearing into the dark clouds, and a flash of enlightenment flashed in his heart.

This is not a ceremony to worship God!

This is sacrificing himself!

In the past, I only thought that [Zhen Guo Gong] was arrogant and did not even take the saints seriously. I didn’t expect that he would not even take the law of heaven in his eyes!

No!

It’s not that he doesn’t take it lightly, he thinks he is the way of heaven!

My heart is the heart of heaven, and my will is the will of heaven!

Realizing the young man's inner thoughts, Zhang Zhaochang swallowed and felt his throat was extremely dry.

Ancestor, this [Zhen Guo Gong] is ten thousand times more terrifying than imagined!

……………………

In the vast mysterious hall, a snow-white figure appeared out of thin air and slowly sat on his throne.

"I have met [Zhen Guo Gong]."
To be continued...