One day after Taoist Qingmei left, Mo He confirmed the news that the Human Emperor was critically ill through the channels of Baijia Academy.

The last time when Mo Qing and Mo Liu came back, Mo He talked with several gentlemen from Baijia Academy, because of his own improvement in his cultivation, the gentlemen also wanted to get close to him. Mo He took the opportunity to agree with the gentlemen that some unsecret news were hoped to communicate with each other. In return, Mo He would send some green plum fruits every year as a reward for outstanding disciples from the school.

Although the farmer successfully grafted green plum fruits, the grafted green plum fruits have some differences in the efficacy and taste of green plum fruits in the Qingmei Temple in Wangyueshan. Moreover, without that ray of literary thought, there is no less intellectual effect.

The reason why Mo He is willing to pay these prices for information is because Mo He understands the importance of information. After Su Bai's transfer, Mo He lacks an important way to obtain information. Now the county magistrate of Zi'an County does not attach much importance to Mo He, and Mo He and the other party have not seen each other several times, so even some ordinary news is difficult to obtain from the other party.

At Baijia Academy, he readily agreed to Mo He's request. Although such a young master of Yin Shen Realm was only a casual cultivator, he was very likely to become a true immortal of the soul in the future. In addition, his younger brothers and sisters were all studying in Baijia Academy and were willing to pay some price to obtain some unsecret news. Several gentlemen from Baijia Academy were also happy to make a favor.

"I hope the master can be safe and sound!" After confirming the news that the Human Emperor was critically ill, Mo He was still a little worried about Taoist Qingmei.

But apart from worrying, Mo He could not do anything. The Second Dynasty in the Divine Court of the Underworld was not something that a monk like him could fight against.

You should know that a seventh-grade god has a cultivator who is equivalent to a Yin God realm, while a sixth-grade god has a cultivation level equivalent to a pure Yang realm. However, it is worth mentioning that a fifth-grade god is not a cultivator who is equivalent to a Yuanshen Real Immortal Realm, but a pure Yang cultivator who is between the two, equivalent to a three-disaster cultivator who is suffering from the three disasters.

Mo He is not sure how many gods there are in the Divine Court of the Second Dynasty, but it can be imagined that there are definitely a large number.

Now Mo He can only pray, hoping that the power behind the Human Emperor is strong enough to protect the Human Emperor and the gods such as Taoist Qingmei.

In the next month, Mo He could receive news from the Hundred Schools almost every day, because during this month, the situation in the dynasty was very lively, and some former forces who were unwilling to accept the situation took advantage of this opportunity to jump out without hesitation.

How many days after the news of the Human Emperor's critical illness spread, some news suddenly spread from somewhere, questioning the authenticity of the Human Emperor's critical illness.

Just as Mo He thought before, as the founding emperor of the country, the human emperor Xia Qi was not low, and there was no problem with the two hundred years of maturity. It should be two years before.

Although this news was spread from somewhere, the source of the news was very clear. It was from the remnants of the previous dynasty. The other party was too lazy to hide his purpose, so he questioned openly and even incited some families of the heroic soul who were waiting for the imperial seal to give an explanation.

The reason for doing this is that some people want to cause trouble for the dynasty, but at the same time they are also trying to see if there is any mystery in the matter of the critical illness of the Human Emperor? Is it because the Human Emperor wants to use this matter to make some fuss before his deadline, and try to clean up the remaining forces of the previous dynasty.

After all, the remaining two years are not long or short. If the time is right, I can really do a lot of things. Now the second dynasty in the underworld has begun to take some actions. It is hard to guarantee that the dynasty in the human world wants to repay the color. There is no way to get the second dynasty in the underworld, so I am ready to attack these remaining forces in the human world.

This questioning news indeed incited some families who died in battle waiting for the imperial seal. Not long after, a doctor was responsible for treating the Human Emperor to prove that the news that the Human Emperor was critically ill was a fact and comforted the families of those who were waiting for the imperial seal.

Mo He browsed the news he just got, thinking quickly in his mind. It was not until he finished reading all the news that Mo He murmured softly, "This period is really lively!"

Every day in Wangyue Mountain, Mo He lives a very quiet life. If it weren't for the channels of the Hundred Schools, Mo He would not have imagined that the dynasty would be so lively now.

The suspension of the imperial seal has indeed had a great impact on the dynasty. After all, the soldiers on the border of the human race were in the battlefield and were covered with horses and corpses. In addition to defending the human race, what they wanted was a fame and honor during their lifetime and an imperial seal after their death.

Now the dynasty has suspended an imperial seal, which makes these soldiers fighting on the border feel a little unhappy.

The dynasty is also actively remedying the heroes who died in battle. Although the heroes who died in battle cannot be granted for the time being, the things that were given to the living can be distributed in advance. Various rewards are constantly being delivered to the families of the heroes who died in battle. This is also a comfort to the living and comforting these heroes.

"Hey, why is he here?" While thinking about these things, Mo He suddenly felt someone entering the range of Wangyue Mountain, and the arrival of this visitor was a little beyond Mo He's expectations.

Looking at the two green plum trees, Wuyou was still holding the purple bamboo in his hand and was meticulously sacrificing. Mo He looked at Wuyou's direction and said, "Disciple, stop for a while. If there is a guest visit, you go and prepare a few cups of tea."

Upon hearing this, Wuyou stopped the movements in his hand, quickly stood up from the ground, and then ran to prepare tea.

Mo He stood at the door of Qingmei Temple and soon saw several people walking up the mountain. The leader was an old man in official uniform, and he was the new county master of Zi'an County.

This county master, Mo He, had only contacted him once. His attitude was neither cold nor indifferent at that time. After that, Mo He and him had no interaction. Today, the other party suddenly came to Wangyue Mountain, which was indeed a bit surprised for Mo He.

"It should be that I will not go to the Three Treasures Hall for nothing. Let's take a look at this new county magistrate. What's the point of being here today?" Looking at the people who were approaching step by step, Mo He thought to himself in his heart.

Now that his cultivation has broken through to the Yin God realm, just talking about his strength, there are only a few people above the Five Elements Temple Elders.

If those elders in the Yin God realm have no choice but to consider the number of people, Mo He is not afraid of them. The only one who can defeat Mo He is the only one who can dominate the Guanzhu Yuan Ji Taoist.

"Master Mo, the Japanese official has come to visit now and disturbed Taoist Master's cultivation. Please forgive me!" The county priest came to Qingmei Temple. Before Mo He could speak, he took the initiative to say hello.

"Mr. County Master is here to visit. This is a rare guest. How can I disturb you? Please come in and talk to him!" Mo He immediately smiled and made a gesture of invitation to him.

The smile on Mo He's face now was not out of a polite smile, but Mo He really wanted to laugh now.

Thinking about how long he had come to this world, Mo He had already met four county magistrates in Zi'an County. The county magistrate in front of him reminded Mo He of the first county magistrate he had seen when he came to Wangyue Mountain, which was very similar to the scene in front of him.

He invited a few people to enter the Qingmei Temple. The guest and the host took a seat and Wuyou sent tea. At this time, the new county lord spoke first. His eyes looked around the small Qingmei Temple, and then praised: "Master Mo's residence is so elegant and simple, and it has the style of a hermit!"

"The humble house is simple, so it makes the county master laugh!" Mo He smiled faintly, then picked up the tea in his hand and took a sip. Well, Wuyou's tea is a bit thicker, so let him put less tea leaves next time.

"Haha, I came to Zi'an County and have been busy with affairs, so I didn't have the chance to visit the Taoist priest. If I had known that the eldest son's residence was so elegant, I would have come to ask for trouble." The county magistrate continued.

This time, Mo He just smiled and did not respond, because the attitude of the new county magistrate was enough to show that he must have something to ask for when he came to Qingmei Temple today, so he deliberately narrowed the distance.

Seeing Mo He smiled and said silently, the county magistrate frowned slightly, and then continued to say with a smile: "To be honest, I'm going to visit today, there is something I want to trouble the Taoist priest."

"I'll get to the point so soon." Mo He said in his heart, then he also smiled on his face, and said calmly: "Oh, what's wrong with Master Wu?"

"Actually it's just a little thing. I hope Master Mo can contact Feng'anbo. Feng'anbo was the first god in Zi'an County to be granted the imperial title after the founding of the dynasty. Therefore, the county government wanted to hold a sacrifice. I hope Feng'anbo can bless Zi'an County with a grain of rice this year. I wonder if I can recommend it on my behalf?" said the county magistrate.

After hearing the county lord's words, Mo He looked at the new county lord in front of him and held a sacrifice for the gods. This was a great thing for the gods, and there was no such thing as trouble. If the other party came to him for such a thing, Mo He felt that it was a little wrong.

Looking at the county lord in front of him, Mo He's thoughts were like lightning, but his expression was still calm and smiled: "If it were this matter, then how could he talk about the word "trouble"? It's just a bit unfortunate. My master was sent by the Supreme God in the underworld. There are some important things that cannot be returned to the world in a short time. This sacrifice is really a pity!"
Chapter completed!