Liu Shanwu’s irritable voice sounded again.

The sound just now was the attack made by Liu Shanwu using his immortal power, but General Liu Shanwu's own realm was controlled at the first-level Ox-shaking realm, which was considered an entry-level assessment.

Zhao Qianli's cultivation level is not high, he can only reach the second level of shaking the cow.

This is still a realm that Zhao Qianli can barely touch despite his diligent cultivation and exhaustion of resources. If he wants to maintain his cultivation, in addition to the techniques required for cultivation, the most important thing is spiritual stones.

But Zhao Qianli didn’t.

"Those who are standing, follow me in. Others can go back."

After Liu Shanwu finished speaking, the soldier on the left side of the door stretched out his hand to straighten the official seal on his waist. He also spoke, said something, then turned and walked towards the palace.

The more than thirty lucky "outstanding ones" instantly became crowded and began to rush inside to keep up with the government soldiers who led the way.

Hearing this, Zhao Qianli lost all his magical power and followed slowly. When he reached the threshold, he paused and calmed down before stepping in.

When Zhao Qianli and others entered the mansion, another soldier closed the door again, and the people outside the door were ruthlessly eliminated. The next fate was unpredictable, and it completely depended on God's will.

Some people's cultivation gradually fades away, and eventually they become ordinary people again, and their path of practice turns into a bubble-like phantom. Some people may have to walk alone into the deep forest outside the city, or fight with fairies, or search around for heaven and earth.

Treasure, in order to change your life.

And Zhao Qianli is not easy either.

Zhao Qianli followed the soldiers, walked through the courtyard with three entrances and three exits, and came to a living room.

At this time, the soldiers stopped, turned around, looked at everyone, and said:

"Everyone, please wait here for the next round of interviews."

Recruiting immortal officials in the court is not a child's play. It must go through rounds of screening to ensure that only the right people are selected and employed.

After all, the recruited immortal officials, in addition to being recognized by Daning and having the luck of the court, will also affect the world and the welfare of the people.

Zhao Qianli held his breath and concentrated. He was nervous but not nervous. He was afraid that he would not be able to apply for the job and wasted his cultivation, which would be a big loss.

Soon.

The door opens from the inside out, and there is no wind.

A man walked out from inside. He was as tall as a tower and was wearing a grass-green official uniform. His head was facing forward and there was a scar as big as half a finger on his left face. There was a faint evil aura coming out of him. This man was Liu Shanwu.

Zhao Qianli took one look, quickly recovered his attention, lowered his head, and did not look directly at the court official.

This is etiquette.

Although it is said that immortal magic is the best, if you are disrespectful and offend the powerful, I am afraid that you will die too slowly.

"I, Liu Shanwu, is the God of South Street City. I am called Liu Dachui. You know my temper, and I am not fooling you. Wait, these thirty people have barely passed the conditions for registration as immortal officials.

Now tell me, where do you want to hang out?"

Liu Shanwu didn't look down on the people who applied for immortal officials, and bluntly said that Zhao Qianli and others came to fish in troubled waters.

Most of the truly qualified immortal cultivators are in sects or immortal families. Those who can come to apply for immortal officials and listen to others must be people with mediocre qualifications or even poor people.

Liu Shanwu's words caused a sudden change in the atmosphere.

Some brave people with strong cultivation took the initiative to come forward, bowed their hands and saluted, and each told them the official positions they preferred.

"Your Excellency, I am Ye Qing, who is at the fifth level of the Ox-Shaking Realm. I have come to apply for the position of the God of Sand Removing Society. I hope that you will look down upon me and appreciate it."

"My lord, I have Niu Wangfen, who is very powerful. I would like to go to Shaxin Village to be the village god. Please recruit me."

"Sir, I'm here to apply for Cang Shen's job..."

Suddenly, everyone said what official position they wanted.

Zhao Qianli did not fight with others. After waiting for a while, he found that no one was arguing, so he walked out of the queue and said slowly:

"Your Excellency, I am Zhao Qianli..."

Before Zhao Qianli could finish his sentence, he was interrupted by Liu Shanwu.

"Okay, okay, needless to say, you rookies, I can hit ten with one finger. Where you want to be an official is not a problem. The problem is your brains and strength. What? No one wants to come to my south.

Jie Shan becomes a mountain god?"

The salary of five spiritual stones is prohibitive because of the ten-year service period.

"You are picking the fat and the thin, but I still look down upon you. Now I will test your administrative ability. If you can pass the test, you will be Daning's immortal official, my subordinate."

Liu Shanwu waved his hand, and the soldiers behind him were discerning.

Someone moved a chair, and Liu Shanwu sat back with an indifferent expression.

Another person came to Zhao Qianli and others with a wooden plate as big as a washbasin in his hand. There were four things on the plate.

A bowl of turbid river water, a dark stone, a handful of yellow soil and a withered spring seedling.

"According to the order of the Lord, the processing abilities of purification, pulse combing, fattening, and spring will be assessed next. Those who take the exam can take turns to show their personal strength, and the best ones will be admitted."

"Each person's assessment time: ten breaths. Start!"

These tests may not seem difficult. Those who practice can absorb spiritual energy for their own use and turn it into immortal power. The immortal power can easily change their original appearance.

But the magic of immortal power is all about subtlety, and now it requires ten breaths of time, so there should be many ways to do it.

One word: water depth.

"I'll come! I'll come first!"

Those who are in the limelight want to grab the jackpot, so they stand out from the crowd and come to the wooden plate.

"The top spot belongs to me, Lu Renjia."

"Purify!"

Lu Renjia was the first to come and stand in front of the bowl of turbid river water. He showed great momentum, as if his immortal power was free of charge. He rushed towards the river like a tide and recited aloud.

Disturbed by the immortal power, the river water started to turn non-stop, and gradually became turbid, turning into a bowl of rootless water with clear bottom.

However, being handsome lasts only three seconds.

In the blink of an eye, the bowl of water changed again. First, some sand and mud appeared for no reason, and then a lot of yellow water appeared.

Soon, the river water returned to turbidity and remained unchanged.

Zhao Qianli took a look and realized that the water in the river was a bit evil.

Lu Renjia's face turned red while he was being purified. He gritted his teeth tightly and used his magical power crazily. Unfortunately, he was unable to completely suppress the river water. The river water was still struggling between clarity and turbidity. As a result, before he knew it, the tenth breath had arrived.<

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Some soldiers from the government announced when they started singing, shouting:

"Time's up."

"Assessment results: Unqualified, eliminated!"

After the soldier finished speaking, he pushed Lu Renjia with the wind from his palm. At this time, Lu Renjia's immortal power was almost exhausted and he could not stabilize his body, so he flew out of the mansion.

"I'll try it too!"

There was another sound, and Zhao Qianli turned around to see that it was the Ox King fan who signed up for the village god.

Niu Wangfan took a sip from each palm, strode to the wooden plate held by the soldiers, suddenly turned on his heels, and crossed the bowl of river water.

Then, he raised his palm.

"Bang!"
Chapter completed!