Chapter 461 Shui Di Yuanjun’s Diary of Working in the Immortal Palace.
Shui Meng Yuanjun finally got permission from the immortals, and the fox tribe successfully took root in the human race.
There are three conditions: comply with human etiquette and morality and all laws and regulations.
To this, Lord Shui Meng Yuan agreed without any hesitation. This is not something he can refuse. How can he remain independent when he has come to seek refuge with others?
To take refuge, one must have an attitude of surrender, not to mention that the human race has nothing to ask of them, and this is a unilateral request for help.
Second, you must maintain your human form to prevent disturbing the people.
Lord Shui Tianyuan did not immediately agree to this point, but said: "We demons need a certain amount of cultivation to transform into human form, at least at the Golden Core stage. The Fox clan is better than other races in this aspect, but we also need to build a foundation to condense the demon core. ."
“I also ask the immortal to give my clan some spare time.”
Many monsters do not change form. For monsters, turning into humans is simply an insult. At least a thousand years ago, this was the case. Nowadays, the human race has become the well-deserved number one in the world, and is stronger than other races from top to bottom. The monsters who pursue the law of the jungle will not resist as before.
But there is no need to learn the form. After the Sword Immortal ruled the world and made other places such as Qingqiu, Taigu, Donghai and other places agree not to enter Kyushu, there was basically no contact between human beings and monsters.
After Sword Immortal, Li Changsheng appeared, and it was even less likely that other places would invade Kyushu.
Only those with great supernatural powers at the top will participate in the Guanghan Banquet, but it will not affect the monsters below.
Li Changsheng nodded, and Master Feixing re-drafted the second item.
Second, you must maintain your human form when moving in public places to avoid disturbing others.
Third, provide a certain amount of meat to the Immortal Palace every year.
The human race assigned a piece of land to the fox tribe, a deep forest in the mountains where no one lived. It is not within the scope of human city planning, and there are probably only flying boats coming and going on weekdays.
And some people who engage in illegal transactions.
Shui Yuanjun was taken to the Shipping Department. This was the first time he walked into this violent human institution with an ordinary name. In relevant records of humans, this is the department in charge of ports and naval forces in mortal dynasties, and is also called the Shipping Department.
At first, he didn't care.
He casually said the word "Shibosi", which attracted the attention of Master Feixing.
This iron-cold human race executive looked slightly sideways and said: "It seems that you know our human race very well."
“I only have a brief understanding of it. In fact, our fox tribe is similar to humans in that we live together in groups and have a family concept.”
Shui Meng Yuanjun appropriately cultivates relationships.
“For example, there are many legends about fox demons in the human race. Although most of them are fake, it is enough to show that our aesthetics are the same as humans.”
In fact, the difference is very big. The reason why it becomes the way humans like it is entirely to strengthen the waist and absorb yang energy.
The fox tribe is famous for its beauty, and it’s not just about human beauty. Their clan has a magical secret book, which records the preferences of most races in the world.
They are good at changing the beauty of others.
But that doesn’t stop Mr. Shui Mengyuan from saying it shamelessly. It may not have been the case before, but in the future the fox tribe will definitely match the beauty of humans!
"Really?" Feixing Zhenren stopped and turned to look at the fox demon who stood up. His face was extremely handsome, and it was hard to distinguish between male and female, but in his eyes, it was just ordinary.
“How do you think you look?”
“That is naturally second to none in the world.” Lord Shui Meng Yuan replied confidently.
“Plain and unremarkable.”
Master Feixing shook his head in denial, which immediately made Lord Shui Meng Yuan unconvinced. He had absolute confidence in this aspect and could not allow others to question it.
Had it not been for a Taiyin Star Lord among the human race, he would have been number one.
“Then I dare to ask my friend, what is beautiful in the world?”
“Like a fairy.”
Shui Meng Yuanjun was immediately silenced.
Can I say this is not beautiful?
Master Feixing looked at Lord Shui Meng Yuan with a rather pitiful look, and said comfortingly: "I see that your Taoist friend's transformation has already set his bones. It is estimated that it will be difficult to change. Please be more careful in the next life."
Dinggu is the highest level of transformation, which allows monsters to acquire another form of body.
This is out of the category of change, but transformation in the true sense. Because there is no disguise, it cannot be seen through.
Most practitioners will choose the most powerful body type in their mind, such as finding dragon blood and transforming into a dragon.
Someone once said that transformation is one of the great ways.
Shui Yuanjun was affected by the Guanghan Banquet when he was young, so he turned into a human form and became what he is now.
Zhenren Feixing took out a thick stack of documents.
“After signing these documents, you will belong to the Hu tribe a hundred miles east of Yuheng City.”
“The Immortal has already promised, why bother?”
"These are the rules of the human race. Everything follows procedures. We call them laws. For example, if a powerful force in the human race conducts illegal transactions in your territory and kills your people, what will you do?"
“…” Shui Meng Yuanjun pondered for a moment and already had two answers in his mind. This was not a question of whether to fight or not, but how to get through the situation while being dependent on others.
Is he testing me?
What happens if I take a tough stance? Will it affect the attitude of humans towards our clan, and will it affect the views of immortals towards us?
“We will report to Asgard.”
Shui Mengyuanjun chose an answer that was unmistakable.
Neither tough nor too soft.
“That’s a good answer. If it stays like this, you will have a good life in Tianzhou.”
Master Feixing smiled slightly. Such a rare smile made Shui Yuanjun think that he had answered correctly.
Then the next second, the other party’s voice changed.
"But I hope you kill them or catch them. As long as you have the evidence, even if it is the head of the Shangqing Palace, you can take off his head."
Shui Mengyuanjun was stunned.
Shangqing Palace is the head of the Immortal Sect, and is undoubtedly the largest force besides the Immortal Palace. And the most important thing is that he has a very good relationship with the immortal. There are rumors that the previous head is the son of the immortal.
How could a foreigner like me be killed casually?
Are there any special rules among the human race?
In order to get along better in Tianzhou in the future, Lord Shui Mengyuan raised his hand and asked for advice: "Fellow Taoist, please elaborate."
“Look at the law, it is full of reasons why they should be killed.”
Shui Meng Yuanjun met the madman Feixing Zhenren for the first time.
He originally thought that the immortal sect was ignorant, that the great powers were greedy, and that the human race was already extremely corrupt. Later, after several years of contact, he discovered that this was not the case. Judging from the benevolence and morality of the human race, the Immortal Sect was not corrupt.
Perhaps there is some greed for ink, but basically it is all about taking advantage of the small and not touching the big.
Later he learned that Feixing Zhenren’s ill will toward the Immortal Sect was not due to their own fault. But in the other party's perception, the existence of these sects that control force and inheritance is a problem.
So he disbanded the Feixian Sect.
This is a madman.
Shui Mengyuanjun received the appointment document and obtained five flying boats. Under his clumsy control, the flying boats took the tribe to the promised land of the immortals.
The moment he flew out of the port, the sky and the earth were vast, with tens of thousands of cities standing there. Countless flying boats were sailing in the sky, and the huge magic circle engraved on them gave off a halo, just like the Buddha's state of enlightenment.
Leaving the Immortal Palace in the center of the human race, Shui Di Yuanjun came to a lush green mountain.
After thousands of years of evolution and the transformation of Tianzhou by the human race. The originally barren plateau has long been filled with vitality. Fertile black soil is spread across the land, and the vast borders are also planted with trees.
The snow-capped mountains melted completely and turned into green mountains.
Thousands of years ago, a great flood submerged Kyushu. Now, looking at my homeland, I see a sea without borders. I can no longer tell whether this is a plateau or a new Kyushu.
The tribesmen like this territory very much. Countless spirit foxes roam the mountains and rivers, killing monsters in them.
Shui Meng Yuanjun stood on the highest mountain and looked at the people below who were biting and grabbing him to death. Even the monster that drew out his soul did not stop him.
Because they are illegal and not protected by law, even the Shipping Department organizes manpower to clean them every few years.
This is why Shui Meng Yuanjun went to stay under the fence instead of listening to some tribesmen and hiding secretly in Tianzhou.
No force will allow a certain kind of monster to hide on a large scale and take root in its own territory. Who knows what they are worried about?
For a little bit of so-called dignity, it is not worth risking genocide.
Shui Meng Yuanjun named it Qingqiu.
It is rich in pork and chicken, as well as the beauties of the fox tribe that countless people are attracted to.
It turns out that humans cannot open brothels now.
Qingqiu was fined a large sum of money, which was spiritual crystal extracted from heaven and earth.
Shuimei Yuanjun was frightened at first, thinking that this was a warning from the human race to him, so he strictly controlled the tribesmen. Even hundreds of thousands of fox demons were prevented from leaving Qingqiu to prevent them from seducing humans again.
Because many of the fox demon's methods require yin and yang energy, and the lowest-cost way to obtain them is to plunder them from other creatures.
There are many monks and countless warriors among the human race. As long as no one is killed, it is not a big deal.
A few years later, Shui Diyuanjun gradually relaxed the control.
What you can encounter is that dogs can't change their habit of eating shit, and soon someone starts to **** Yang Qi, and as expected, they are caught again.
This time it’s also a fine.
Shui Meng Yuanjun resumed control, but after all he could not control all the hundreds of thousands of tribesmen. This time, only one year later, he was notified of punishment again.
He found that there was no danger, so he left it alone.
Then the next year, Lord Shui Mengyuan was surprised to find that the money donated by his tribe had increased more than ten times, making more money than selling pork!
Qingqiu was punished every year, and Shuidiyuanjun became richer and richer, almost making money while lying down.
As for the Urban Management Bureau responsible for urban management, he has already announced the punishment. He is not afraid of boiling water. Every time he smiled and apologized, he turned around and turned a blind eye to the tribesmen.
He gained money, his tribe gained spiritual practice, and mankind gained happiness.
The only troublesome thing is that some people may fall in love for a long time and insist on trying to get the fox girl and fox man to land. But they were swimming in the sea, how could they come ashore?
The old prostitutes who couldn't get enough of it turned into a group of people who supported the crackdown on the **** of fox fairies. And the Fox clan seizes the market with extremely high quality and relatively reasonable prices, leaving many related practitioners unemployed.
Shui Meng Yuanjun's knowledge has been refreshed. It turns out that there are also people who sell bodies among the human race, and there are quite a lot of them.
Illegal, but not criminal.
Finally, there is the problem of fox monsters destroying human families.
Such public opinion made Shui Diyuanjun feel like he was walking on a tightrope. Finally, in his 80th year, Shui Diyuanjun could only increase investment in the meat breeding industry.
Continuously expanding its scale, it will eventually occupy almost the entire human meat output.
The tribesmen are very puzzled by this, and some senior officials even think that this is a waste of time. Qingqiu should just pay its annual share, instead of laboriously expanding its scale and selling in large quantities, thereby lowering the price of its own meat.
Shui Meng Yuanjun did not explain and continued to invest money in the breeding industry.
Because this is the foundation of one’s life.
He knew very well the reason why he had not entered even after being informed and criticized so many times. If it had been anyone else, he might have been put on the spot long ago.
The human race is not a charity, and the Immortal Palace is not an amusement park for fighting.
It is a bone-chilling white jade palace that symbolizes supreme majesty and power. It can determine the rise and fall of a party's power, and determine the life or death of a powerful party.
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Shui Diyuanjun took a deep breath and stepped into the White Jade Palace, where everything will be written down on documents.
Like a river of documents flowing in mid-air, Lord Shui Diyuan felt the unparalleled power of his soul. The being sitting above seemed to have thousands of hands and eyes.
“The output of 10 million tons of pork, or 5 million tons, did not reach the target this year due to the plague. However, according to the report of the Municipal Administration Department, only 8 million tons of pork entered the market, and Qingqiu Port did send out this much.”
Just as Shui Meng Yuanjun was about to explain, a calm and rational voice came from above again.
“There is no problem in Qingqiu. The circulation of all goods is recorded in the Shipping Department, and it is impossible for two million tons of pork transported by land to escape supervision.”
“The total meat circulation in various cities this year...There have been many large transactions in big cities such as Yundong, Tianquan, and Yuheng, and the price of pork has increased by 30%..."
“Buying, hoarding, and buying again, the Municipal Management Department investigated. The Reserves Department released all the meat reserves in the first half of this year to replace pork.”
Several documents flew out, fell into the hands of different people, and were quickly conveyed to the departments below.
Shui Meng Yuanjun looked at Li Changsheng blankly. He had obviously not left the White Jade Palace for hundreds of years, but he seemed to know everything and could predict all situations.
The actions of everyone below are invisible.
The Immortal remembers all information through the documents submitted by various departments, including the circulation of goods, changes in weather, and the output of certain types of food. As long as it is recorded in the account book, it will be submitted here.
Then the immortal will be able to read, remember, and ask questions.
It is said that the number of immortals reaching the limit is one million every day, and it is 360 million or more in a year. If the documents were not written with magical power, the paper consumed could pile up into a mountain in a month.
When you know all the information, you will naturally reach the point of omniscience.
What a great power this is.
But if the information given below is wrong, wouldn’t those people be misled and the operation of the entire Asgard completely collapse?
Shui Meng Yuanjun thought so until the 100th year, which was the 400th year of the Immortal Calendar, when a fire dragon burned the warehouse and nearly 5 million tons of grain were burned.
Then he saw the immortal counting his fingers, and then the thunder illuminated Tianzhou.
“Who else’s warehouse burned down?”
I almost forgot, you can do divination.
Shui Meng Yuanjun completely restrained some of his inner thoughts and acted more realistically.
The Immortal is never kind. He loves the human race, not you, him, or me.
But Shuimei Yuanjun still saw the immortal's beloved. It was the first time he laughed, and it was also the first time he left the Amyrlin Throne in a hundred years.
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That was the same meeting as usual. Unless you are practicing in retreat, you have to come to the White Jade Palace every other year.
The Immortal went about his business as usual.
This time due to the drastic changes in the environment of heaven and earth, Tianzhou was hit by a disaster again. From rescue to reconstruction and evacuation, a lot of manpower and material resources were consumed.
Fortunately, the Immortal Palace has been operating for many years and has accumulated a rich family fortune, so it has not been damaged.
However, it is inevitable that development will be delayed. Currently, there are two directions in the Immortal Palace, one is the cave sky, and the other is the sun-chasing flying boat.
The former is currently hopeless due to the damage to the laws of space, while the latter is said to have already created an embryo.
Suddenly, an extremely powerful aura rose into the sky, and its source was deep in the White Jade Palace.
The immortal's indifferent face was stunned for a moment, and then his brows softened, and his voice was still calm but less distant.
“Have you been released? It’s been decades earlier than I expected.”
“That’s it for today, everyone has a holiday.”
Li Changsheng said to the people below that they would have a holiday, and then his figure disappeared on the jade throne.
It’s the first holiday in a century.
Ever since that vacation, Lord Shui Diyuan clearly felt that the Immortal Palace was not as cold as before.
Because the immortals began to take frequent holidays, there were no problems in handling affairs for each department, but the large number of people meant that there was room for mediation.
The Immortal is in charge, and the law is really called the law.
Shui Yuanjun has lived a comfortable life like this for decades, and he has completely adapted to the rhythm of life of the human race.
until one day.
He came to the White Jade Palace for some reasons. It was a garden full of exotic flowers and plants, a stream surrounded by a sea of flowers, and the stream surrounded the pavilion.
With such beautiful scenery, it seems that immortals also need to relax and enjoy it. In other words, in the early years, immortals were always known for playing games in the human world.
A petite and plump human girl squatted by the stream. Just by looking at her, Shui Diyuanjun felt an incomparable powerful force.
He has heard about the power of a pure heart in the human race.
Zhu Xuehuazun, one of the most mysterious powers of the human race. She created all the cities and formations of the human race, and even the immortal boat of the Shipping Department had her contribution.
Zhu Xue glanced at it, then withdrew his gaze and pulled the toad off the ground.
Shui Meng Yuanjun slightly cupped his hands and continued walking inside.
I heard the sound of the piano in my ears, and a gust of wind blew up thousands of petals, and a peerless silhouette danced gracefully, better than flowers and even better than light.
Taiyin Star Lord.
In the pavilion, the Taoist plays the harp, and when the song ends, thousands of flowers fall.
The dancing peerless fairy also stopped, returned to the pavilion, sat next to Li Changsheng, held his arm and acted coquettishly.
“How is it, Immortal?”
"Very good."
Zhu Xue walked in, holding a toad in her hand, and said, "Sister Taiyin, I want to eat this."
“Why do you always catch weird things? This is a golden dream toad, it’s poisonous, and it calls me mother.”
(End of this chapter)