As the outside world generally expected, there are more and more people from Daxia who came to Guangyu City in Guangzhou these days, and this ancient city with an extremely dense population is even more crowded and even overwhelmed.

Today, the entire Guangzhou was bathed in the sun, but the Guangyuan City was covered with a layer of green gauze. Because the infinite green lotus sword energy above everyone's heads blocked the sky and the sun blocked most of the sun. It released an extremely powerful and sharp aura at a very long distance.

In the afternoon, on the huge school square, Qiu Shan, wearing the prefectural official uniform and thin, stood with his hands behind his back, looked up at the West. In his eyes that were still vicious, a mountain that stabbed into the sky like a sword, and a huge green lotus that released more than 900 miles of sword energy outwards, was reflected in his unabashed eyes.

Qiu Shan, who stood in the city lord's mansion, has not closed his eyes for several days or nights since he returned from Wanjian Mountain. At this time, his already thin cheeks were sunken inward, and his skin was extremely weak and gray-green. His gray hair was simply draped behind him, and his whole body contained the dangerous aura of no one entering.

His prefect of Guangzhou, Qiu Shan, has never been a kind person. However, this time, he had no choice but to wait in the city lord's mansion, making Qiu Shan full of dissatisfaction with his incompetence.

"Master Prefect, you haven't had a rest for several days. Why don't you go and rest for a while? Tomorrow will be the day of Murong He and His Majesty's holy decision. I am afraid that by then, your body will not be able to hold on."

A slightly older voice sounded from behind Qiu Shan, and then Qiu Shan withdrew his gaze from the West and responded gently:

"I'm not old yet, and it will be fine until tomorrow. But I am ashamed of Your Majesty and Daxia. If I had known this, when I received the news that Murong He had been in seclusion and rushed to the holy realm, I should have led my troops directly to the Wanjian Mountain to eliminate future troubles."

In addition to the firm murderous intent, Qiu Shan's voice was also deeply tired and hoarse. Looking at the figure behind him, he was about the same age as Qiu Shan, and was both thin and hunched. The two people on the school field had known each other since they were young. At this time, one was the prefect of Gwangju and the other was the prefect's aide, which almost supported the entire officialdom of Gwangju. The two had a very high status in the entire Gwangju.

Qiu Shan's voice fell, and then behind him, the voice of the staff member sounded again:

"Master, we are both ashamed of Daxia. At that time, you and I came to Guangzhou with great ambitions to completely solve the concept of the world that the monks in Guangzhou still retained. Unexpectedly, this so-called last attempt in the world was aimed at His Majesty in the court, alright."

The sigh behind Qiu Shan represents the mood of the two at this time, but Qiu Shan is Qiu Shan after all, so after just a few breaths, he returned to normal and his voice continued to ring in the school grounds:

"Since things have come to this point, we can only do our best to do our part. Old man, what's going on in the city today?"

As soon as this question came out, the elderly staff behind him calmed down and then responded with a slightly solemn look:

"Our broad-area city has an ancient heritage and is already a large population, comparable to Shenjing. Although this infrastructure has improved a lot in recent years, it is now under the influx of countless people every day, accommodation, food and security are all overwhelmed.

"What's more important is that the people not only poured into the Guangyuan City from the four-sided city gates, but also teleported to the Guangyuan Station. The entire suburb of the east suburbs of the city where the site is located is already blocked and they are all waiting to enter the city. Most of these people are cultivators with cultivation, and there are many people with bad tempers!"

The old staff member's report fell, Qiu Shan turned around, stared at the former's eyes, and asked directly:

"Can I arrange all the previous series of government orders?"

"Sir, it has been arranged."

The old staff bowed to the front and then continued to report:

"The original people of the entire Guangyu City were notified, and the Gwangju Ministry of Revenue opened a warehouse a few days ago to transport a large amount of grain, vegetables and meat into the market. All personnel from the Gwangju City Sitianjian rushed to the suburbs of the east city to maintain order. The Ministry of Justice also patrolled the Guangyu City, but this time there were too many people entering the city, so they were still a little stretched."

"Have the Ministry of Justice and garrisons in other big cities in Gwangju been mobilized?"

"It has been transferred and is on the way one after another, but it is still not enough."

As soon as these words were spoken, Qiu Shan pursed his lips tightly, and his cold face fell into thought. After a while, he slowly spoke:

"Contact the Sitian Tower of Shenjing City, and it is said that Guangyu City needs the support of monks. At the same time, I wrote a memorial to tell the cabinet about Guangyu City's situation at this time."

As soon as Qiu Shan finished speaking, the elderly staff member who knew that the former had to be strong in temperament, looked up and asked with some concern:

"grown ups?"

"Old guy, I am a man who is strong on weekdays, but there is no point in showing off in the face of big troubles. Guangyu City cannot be messed up in my hands!"

After finishing his speech, Qiu Shan gently waved the official robe and sleeves in his hand and strode directly outside the city lord's mansion. At the same time, the sound sounded and came out:

"Be prepared, go to the Ministry of Rites Station. As far as I know, the teleportation department's agent, Lord Chengyuan, did not leave Guangyu City. I went to ask him for help to see if I could limit the endless people who were constantly teleporting to relieve the pressure in the city!"

The eastern suburbs of Guangyuan City, the suburbs where there were originally few buildings, were crowded at this time, and at the same time, the Sitian Superintendent monk from Guangzhou was trying his best to maintain order.

In the center of the eastern suburbs, the wide-area station that had just been put into operation was directly welcomed by Murong and this sudden post, and throughput of nearly saturated. In the huge site square, countless blue and white transmission light columns would light up every breath. After the light columns dissipated, the people who were teleporting from all over Daxia appeared slowly across countless distances.

This huge teleportation volume is not only an overload pressure on Guangyu City, but also an unprecedented challenge for the Daxia Teleportation Department that was established recently. Therefore, Yuan Bai, as the teleportation Department, even postponed the task of resettling the stone statue tower at the northern Tianmen Pass, and stayed in Guangyu City to take charge.

In the entire Daxia, except for Zhao Yu who was in seclusion on the Phoenix Platform, both the temple and the monks looked at this chaotic and crowded wide area city. They were anxious and uneasy, waiting for the arrival of this ultimate battle.
Chapter completed!