Celestial Immortal

   Chapter 310 White Dragon Fish Clothes

   The sky is vast and the white clouds fluttering.

  Chu Chen galloped on the official road with his feet straddling the ink treasure steed.

   On this trip, he was not alone. He was accompanied by his colleague Qian Sangua.

   Qian Sangua rides a donkey transformed by a magic talisman.

  The destination of his trip was close to Chu Chen, so the two of them took office on the same road.

   "Brother Chu, when I arrived in Xin'an County, I don't know where I live, so you have to take care of my brothers one or two."

   Qian Sangua surrendered to Chu Chen.

He heard what Wang Ping said. A year ago, Chu Chen followed his master to practice in the Department of Ghosts and Gods in Xin'an County. Daoist Xu Ping was in charge of the post at the time, and Chu Chen also took the position of commander and deputy class leader. more familiar than he is.

  Chu Chen smiled.

   After this performance appraisal, Daoist Qingyun, the governor of the Guishen Division of Xin'an County, was transferred to a certain hospital in the Guishen Division of the county as the head of the class.

   The county administration is at the same level as the head of the fourth courtyard of the county ghosts and gods division, but the two cannot be compared.

   It's not that Daoist Qingyun doesn't manage errands well, and the County Ghosts and Gods Division is not satisfied, but Daoist Qingyun is a local monk in Xin'an.

   The Celestial Court of Heaven cannot allow the powerful local monks behind it to be in charge of the affairs of Xin'an Demons, Demons and Gods for a long time.

   Daoist Qingyun was transferred, which was expected.

   This time, it was Qian Sangua who took over as the governor of Xin'an County.

   "It's me who asked you to take care of me. I have a friend who is in the Department of Ghosts and Gods in Xin'an County. You can help take care of it."

  Qian Sangua was overjoyed: "I'm not familiar with the place in my life, and I'm just short of manpower, Chu Chen, you are really timely."

  The two talked and laughed, and rushed to Xin'an County.

   An hour later.

   Taoist Qingyun, Chan Master Liaokong, Huang Mei, Huang Fugui and others greeted the two of them ceremoniously.

   As last year, everyone greeted Daoist Xu Ping and Chu Chen.

  It’s just that, in the blink of an eye, things are different.

   Seeing the young faces of Chu Chen and Qian Sangua, everyone felt a lot of emotion.

  The three trigrams of money are good to say, after all, they are not familiar with them. I heard that they are disciples of the great sect, and they are used to it.

   But Chu Chen grew up under their eyes.

   A year ago, Chu Chen was just a Taoist boy who had just entered Taoism.

In the blink of an eye, people have succeeded in cultivating Taoism, and the seven-grade Taoist practice of the eight classics. In terms of immortality, he has become a master of Yuanhua, a high-ranking seven-grade palm immortal official, and has been promoted to the governor of the neighboring county Yunlin ghosts and gods. In charge of the affairs of a party of demons, demons and gods.

   All of this is like a dream, which makes people feel unreal.

  Chu Chen was also quite embarrassed in his heart. After saying hello to his former colleagues and having a banquet, he left in a hurry and did not stay in Xin'an County for a long time.

   After all, this time it was Qian Sangua who took office as Xin'an, and he couldn't take the limelight from Sangua.

   The person who sent Chu Chen was none other than wealth.

   "Brother Chu, I didn't read it wrong at the beginning, you are not something in the pool, you will turn into a dragon when you meet the situation!"

  Huang Fugui was quite emotional, with a signature silly smile on his face,

   "Rich and noble, I am not what I used to be! Why don't you praise me, I can be promoted to the seventh rank, and I have learned the Sleeping Immortal Art, which is amazing!"

   The little ghost boy was also quite happy to see his acquaintance.

  “Congratulations, congratulations~”

  Huang Fugui smiled and touched the little ghost boy, and handed five incense sticks to the soul.

   "Thank you, Senior Brother Fugui!"

   The little ghost boy was rewarded when he saw it, and his mouth became sweet all of a sudden, and just now he still called wealth and honor, and then he became a wealthy senior brother.

   "Little Snob!"

  Chu Chen was quite speechless, but he ignored it and said to Huang Fugui with a smile:

   "Fugui, you are not bad, if I read it correctly, I am afraid you will soon be promoted to the eighth rank, right?"

   "Hehe~ Brother Chu has good eyesight!"

  Huang Fugui smiled naively: "I had my life long ago, and my practice seems to have opened up. I have made great progress in Taoism. My goals are not high. When you are promoted to the seventh rank of Taoism like Brother Chu, I will be satisfied."

   "Definitely!"

   The two of them rode slowly, one sentence from you and one from me, talking about what they had seen recently, and they had a great conversation.

   However, during the conversation, Chu Chen keenly felt that Huang Fugui had something on his mind.

   "Fugui, have you been unsatisfactory in your recent work in Xin'an County?"

"It's still Brother Chu, you understand me." Huang Fugui smiled embarrassedly: "It's not that I'm not doing what I want, but I don't want to stay by my uncle's side all the time, alas, working with relatives and elders is sometimes very tiring. "

  Chu Chen is a human being and can understand the thoughts of wealth and honor.

   It must be very uncomfortable to work with the elders in the family.

  The elders are used to being "adults" at home, and many times they won't respect your opinions. It's normal to be wronged.

  The more you grow up and the more you pursue independence, the more obvious the contradiction between the two sides becomes.

  Sometimes, when the wings are hard, you have to go out and try.

  Chu Chen smiled and patted Fugui's shoulder, saying:

   "Then hang with me, and when I settle down in Yunlin County, I'll find a chance to transfer you there!"

   Huang Fugui was waiting for this sentence, grinning:

   "Okay! Brother Chu, then I'll wait for the good news."

  Fugui sent him five miles away, and then he stopped and watched from a distance until Chu Chen disappeared.

  Traveling alone, Chu Chen did not put away the calligraphy gifted by the scholar in order to travel, and performed the technique of soaring the clouds and driving the fog, but slowly retraced the path that his master, Daoist Xu Ping, took him.

   Well, the point is to visit the small village at the junction of Xin'an County and Yunlin County.

  Chu Chen later learned that the village was called Yunlu Village, and there were many deer in the mountains, hence the name.

   Mobao Lingju's leg strength is not bad, and it didn't take long to reach the junction of the two counties.

  Chu Chen took the spirit horse and used the concealment method, restraining his Daoxing practice, and showing him his ninth-rank Daoxing practice.

  Speaking of which, Chu Chen was only twenty years old, and he was only a Daoist who had not entered the Dao last year. He would be a ninth-rank Daoist, which seemed very harmonious.

   Even if Lushan God was in front of him, he would definitely not doubt anything.

   This time, Chu Chen dressed in white dragon fish and made a private visit.

   He wanted to see if the deity of Lushan was still as arrogant and arrogant as he used to be.

  The streets are crisscrossed, and the sheep's intestines are trails, and the green seedlings that have just been planted are blown by the wind.

  In the distant village, smoke billows from the kitchen, and a few barks can be heard from time to time.

   "Senior brother~ I'm familiar with this place, have we been here before~!"

  Little Guizi sat on Chu Chen's shoulder and looked around, quite curious.

   "Last time we came here with Master."

  Chu Chen casually said, it's not that he dislikes little ghosts, but that he saw a group of villagers gathered around the road from a distance, talking a lot, and his expression was quite anxious.

"problem occurs?"

  Chu Chen casts the spell [Borrowing the ground to add steps], his body is erratic, and his legs are amazing.

   In the blink of an eye, he came to the crowd.

  Chu Chen wore a Taoist robe, and he had an air of going out of the dust, and he had the demeanor of a profound disciple.

   His appearance immediately caught the attention of the villagers.

   "Little Daoist, is that you?"

  Chu Chen hasn't opened his mouth yet.

   An old man pulled away from the crowd, touched the tears in his eyes, took three steps and two steps, and came to Chu Chen's side.

   "Little Daoist, it's great that you are here! I lost my cow again!"

  Chu Chen was taken aback:

   "Lost again?"

   The old man nodded again and again, and said, "I really lost it this time."

   (end of this chapter)