Buzz!

The cloud chariot broke through the ripples, as if it were a sunken ship slowly rising to the surface of the sea.

The Yin soldiers and ghosts will control the big rudder and slowly rotate it, and the cloud chariot will also slowly turn.

The devil stood on the deck and looked into the distance. When he saw the pass, he said loudly: "Sir, the Hongchen Pass is ahead. All the giant ships have been stowed away. No one dares to fly in the air."

Wu Rong looked forward behind the curtain opened by Yin Ji and said: "Since we are here to accept the invitation, we should naturally follow the rules of the royal city."

After saying that, he walked out of the cloud chariot and put it away.

The corpse-fighting ghost car was released, and it turned out to be a huge earth-moving dragon.

The procession of chariots and horses is vast and majestic.

Wu Rong, who was sitting cross-legged in the carriage, was reading the annotated scriptures.

All foreign affairs are left to the devil.

The devil suddenly transformed, wearing a dark red robe and a black gauze on his head, and accompanied the carriage to meet the gatekeeper at the gate of mortal world.

When the official heard that he was here to receive a seal, and he must be an "uncle", he hurriedly got out of the way.

There have been orders from above long ago to make way for being granted the title in the past six months. If you can enter the royal city and receive the title, your cultivation level must be high, and there is no need for embarrassment.

The devil still offered the spiritual stone.

The team passed the test happily.

Further ahead is the river, the river, and the river. A sky bridge is erected at the intersection of the three roads. After crossing the long bridge that looks like a vast sky in the sky, you can see the royal city.

The royal city is called Dongyue, and the flying unicorn flags are hung one after another above the city walls, as if there are real cloud-walking unicorns running on the black clouds.

Enter the city.

Suddenly stepped onto the border.

It is said that it is a cloudy royal city, but there is no hint of haze at all.

Thousands of rays of light gathered into the purple mist, thousands of auspicious energy transformed into the sky, the glazed tiles, the clear high walls, and the rows of pavilions were arranged neatly like the golden scales of a giant dragon.

The general guarding the gate sat high on the cloud platform, and his soldiers and armor seemed to be covered with clouds.

The streets and markets in the city are criss-crossed, and just after passing through the main city gate, the queue inside is like a long dragon.

The demon who commanded the carriages and horses saw at a glance the old officials who had their desks set up at the inner door. All of those officials had expressionless faces, and the movements of their men were also quite agile. They wrote on the books with jade pens and quickly let them go.

As soon as the people in front passed by, the old official waved, and the devil respectfully walked over and handed over the documents for the road guide and the exchange into the city.

There are no errors in writing.

The old official frowned slightly as he looked at the devil and then at the van being carried by the corpse-fighting dragon. He slightly cupped his hands and said, "I'm sorry."

As he spoke, he motioned to the two young officials next to him to check. The officials quickly clicked through and saw the owner of the carriage opening the door curtain, revealing his true face, and hurriedly lowered his head and saluted.

Wu Rong waved his hand slightly, and Yin Ji quickly lowered the door curtain.

"please!"

Make a registration list, click on the road number, and let in.

Not only that, the old official also assigned a small official to guide them.

These ordained monks all have to go to specially arranged inns, even Tao Lords are no exception. The only difference is the treatment.

The junior official has also seen many great monks in the third step, or they are extremely advanced, come here simply, and have luxurious followers...

The person in front of me, who was traveling normally, felt a little curious. The carriage on the Dilong was as big as a main hall. The saint was sitting behind the screen, and he was standing in the front hall.

He slightly cupped his hands in salute and said, "I'm Zhu Chao, I've been working hard for my senior these past few days."

"sit."

"Thank you, senior."

Zhu Chao sat down and explained: "There are thirty-six and five square cities in the royal city. Except for the Tiangong, which is located on the main line of Dongyue, the remaining three directions have a total of 108 long streets. The one we are about to go to is the station where the east gate is located.

, wait for half a month at the inn, and then you can go to the meeting to pay homage to the king."

Wu Rong's voice came: "Will King Dongyue appear in the court?"

"Of course the king will appear in the Taiyue Palace."

Zhu Chao immediately realized Wu Rong's misunderstanding and hurriedly explained: "The current king is different from that one. King Dongyue is more like the 'Tao Master' of the major sects in the world. If the senior wants to meet that one,

I’m afraid not.”

Wu Rong nodded slightly.

He immediately understood the identity of King Dongyue.

Since ancient times, it has been difficult to ask how someone so profound could appear in the court.

If the master hadn't condensed the path of life and death and made a splash in the forbidden land, attracting the other party's attention, this invitation would not have been sent.

Wu Rong understood that he was the one who took advantage of the situation.

It would be better not to meet. Wu Rong still maintains his instinctive awe for those with great supernatural powers, but now he no longer feels fear.

It only took half a month. When he was granted the title of earl, he would be able to choose his own fief, so Wu Rong asked again: "About the fief..."

Zhu Chao cupped his hands and said: "Both foreign monks and Yintian monks have two paths to take."

"One is to enter the court as an official. Those with extremely high cultivation are the officials of the feudal territory. They are in charge of life and death. They will be prosperous and suffer losses along with the royal city. It is equivalent to governing the vast world for the king."

"Second, you can only be granted a title, but not be an official."

"The Royal Court will let the seniors who make such a choice choose their own fiefdom."

"Open your own government and build a company. The royal court doesn't care about the selection of talents or other matters. As long as you can pay taxes on time, it is enough."

"If the senior is a Yintian monk and comes from a small clan, he can also choose the clan land as his fiefdom."

"If there is no major repairman above earl in the clan, then the clan land will be listed for people to choose from."

"Therefore, many small tribes risk their lives to sacrifice a saint, just to control their own destiny."

Wu Rong felt surprised in his heart, this move was really powerful.

He continued to ask: "If I am not a Yintian monk, but there are small clans in the fiefdom I choose..."

Zhu Chao smiled and said: "If you choose that fiefdom, everything there will be yours."

'You have to choose well!'

Wu Rong secretly calculated.

If that small clan has strong potential, he will immediately receive help, even future helpers.

Once the Soul Flag is erected, it is equivalent to the infrastructure of most of the sect. When the time comes, you only need to select the seeds and use the Yin Soul Pill and the tower of the Soul Flag to quickly increase the strength of those people.

"You know a lot."

"Watch and enjoy."

Wu Rong waved.

The devil wearing a black gauze hat approached, grabbed a storage bag, and handed it over with a smile.

Zhu Chao stood up and saluted: "Thank you, senior."

"How much do you know about other issues surrounding enfeoffment and the Yintian Ten Thousand Clans?"

"fine."

"Let's talk about it together."

Wu Rong waved his hand.

A shadow of the devil composed of evil spirits also appeared not far away.

Tu Shanjun reflected his reflection with magic skills and also listened to the lecture.

He has lived in Yintian for a while, but his understanding can only be considered average.

Although some of the high-end combat power of the Shura tribe was incorporated into the banners by him, it was a pity that the knowledge in these people's heads could only be turned into magical seeds.

At this time, an Erhua Dao Lord and a top holy king listened carefully to the Jindan monk's description of the enfeoffment of the underworld.

You will encounter various problems, how the various yamen operate, what should be submitted to pass, and the selection of fiefdoms.

There are so many doors here, there are six or seven in the Yamen alone.

Secondly, you have to write a dossier, register, and then wait for approval and a ruling from above before you can choose a fiefdom.

The ruling from above was made by King Dongyue himself who reviewed the files and announced them to the world at the court meeting.

"Can you tell me the realm of my senior?"

"The third step, top."

Perhaps because he felt that the third step was not enough to explain, Wu Rong added two more words.

Zhu Chao was surprised at first.
To be continued...