I was leisurely stole half a day of leisure, and Mo He did only idle for a long time, because in the afternoon, someone came up the mountain to visit.

The new county magistrate from Zi'an County was a middle-aged man with an ordinary appearance. He was transferred from other places in Qiongzhou. He was not very capable, but he was a little calm in his work.

The previous county magistrate of Zi'an County had a little bad influence. In addition, there is a small sect with good strength like the Five Elements View in Zi'an County, and Mo He, a famous wandering cultivator, find someone who is steady in doing things. Although he is not enterprising, he can guarantee that there will be no trouble.

Mo He talked with the new county magistrate for about an hour, and felt that he was neither good nor bad. He was indeed calm in his work, but he also had some habits in the officialdom. This is understandable. Judging from the other party's age, he would be expected to go further in his career in the future, so it is very normal to have a clear-headed heart.

Fortunately, the other party is calm and he is the lord of Zi'an County. He should be able to ensure the peace of Zi'an County. With the foundation left by Su Bai at the beginning, if he continues to move forward like this, Zi'an County will gradually develop in a good direction.

After contacting Mo He, the new county lord also felt relieved. At least, this Master Mo is not a difficult person to get along with, and he did not interfere in the things in Zi'an County where he shouldn't have interfered, which made most of his concerns.

After the county magistrate left, Mo He went down the mountain and returned to Xiahegou Village to meet his parents.

Mo Dashan and his wife were very happy to see Mo He return safely. Although they knew that Mo He was very capable, the place where Mo He went was too dangerous, so they naturally couldn't help but worry.

On the third day after Mo He returned to Zi'an County, he thought that his life would be completely back to the past, plain and fulfilling. He sat under the green plum trees every day and watched the clouds rolling in the mountains, but in the end, many people came to visit.

Among these people are local high-ranking families, casual cultivators or Taoist officials from other places around them, and some of them come to learn from their names.

The arrival of these people disturbed Mo He's quiet for several days. It was easier to get rid of local high-ranking families. They just came to meet and more just to show off their familiar faces, talk to each other, and then they were over.

Those casual cultivators or Taoist officials who came from other places had more purposes. In addition to those who came to meet, there were also those who simply visited, and some who were not very convinced by Mo He and wanted to weigh Mo He and sent these people to Mo He for some time.

The last thing that gave Mo He a headache was those who came to study for his disciples. These people were of a large number, with varying qualifications and ages. Some of them were older, and they all had a certain level of cultivation.

Mo He did have plans to accept disciples when he came back this time, but he had already planned to recruit disciples before. In the future, Qingmei Temple still hopes to take the elite route. The disciples' character and qualifications must pass. Those who come to apprenticeships do not meet Mo He's standards for recruiting disciples.

"It seems that it is not easy to receive disciples who are in line with their wishes." Sitting under two green plum trees, Mo He gently tapped his eyebrows with the joint of the index finger of his right hand, and thought to himself.

Just now, he finally sent away the last one of the people who came to become disciples, which made Mo He feel deeply relieved.

To be honest, among these people who came to apprenticeship, although most of them have average qualifications, there are indeed some people with good character. If Qingmeiguan is an ordinary small sect, Mo He would not mind taking these people to the school and training them, maybe one or two people would become successful.

But in Qingmei Temple, Mo He is the only one who can teach his disciples. He really doesn’t have the energy to teach too many disciples, so he can only choose the best. These people obviously do not meet Mo He’s standards for accepting disciples.

But then again, according to Mo He's current standards for recruiting disciples, it is also a relatively difficult task to find a suitable disciple. After all, most of the talented disciples have been taken away by large and small sects, and there are not many good jade materials left out.

I can't hurry to accept the disciples for the time being, and Mo He didn't think of accepting the second disciple so soon. Anyway, Wuyou hasn't yet started his master, so he can wait for the right one slowly.

After dealing with these idle things, Mo He planned to re-plan the expansion of Qingmei Temple while digesting his gains in Xuelien Pass. With a lot of resources in his hand, Mo He gave up his original construction plan and prepared to build a better one.

The general idea does not need to be changed. It is still to jointly build each building into a formation. On this basis, the formation also needs to be fed back, so that every building that forms the formation can also have some magical effects.

After seeing the Three Killing Formation of Demons, Mo He's attainment in the formation has improved a lot. In addition, he saw the Tiangong School carefully building a new level after several months. Mo He also learned a lot. Now Mo He is confident of expanding Qingmei Temple into a spiritual formation.

The originally built refining tools and alchemy places are now expected to be demolished and rebuilt, and the expansion plan also needs to be re-planned. The landform of Wangyue Mountain needs to be slightly changed. These tasks are not difficult for Mo He, and we can start now.

So, when Wuyou woke up one morning to prepare for morning class, I suddenly realized that the surrounding environment seemed a little unfamiliar. Qingmei Temple was still the same as before, and there was no change. However, Wangyue Mountain seemed to be much higher, the area seemed to be much larger, and even the shape had some changes. However, it is still recognized that this was the Wangyue Mountain in the past.

"Master, why is Shan different from yesterday?" Looking at Wangyue Mountain, which has become more unfamiliar, Wuyou turned around and looked at Mo He who also came out to do morning classes.

"The master wanted to expand Wangyue Mountain, but found that the place was not enough, so he made some adjustments to the landform of Wangyue Mountain." Mo He replied with a smile.

"Oh!" Wuyou nodded slightly when he heard this, without any entanglement on this issue. To him, it doesn't matter what shape the mountain is. As long as the Qingmei Temple is still there and the master is still there, that's fine.

While Mo He was preparing to build a new Qingmei Temple with drastic measures, he fell into sorrow after cheering.

This time, there were a total of 50,000 soldiers who went to Xuelie Pass from Yuhe Prefecture, about 30,000 soldiers who came back, and about 20,000 soldiers who died in battle and could never come back.

The heroic souls of these soldiers who died in battle have been included in the Hero Soul Pavilion in the army, waiting for the imperial seal, but the funerals of these soldiers who died in battle still need to be handled.

More than 20,000 soldiers died in battle, so that the families who were holding funerals could be seen almost everywhere in the entire Yuhe Prefecture. The bodies of these soldiers who died in battle were buried in special places in the army, so the families who were holding funerals were all set up tombs.

In the early morning, in the imperial capital, a very old court official was pressing against the human emperor Xia Xian.

"Your Majesty, the war in Xueli Pass has come to an end for the time being. The soldiers of the prefectures who went to support Xueli Pass have also returned to the prefectures. However, the army that went to support each prefecture suffered heavy losses, especially the state prefectures in Manzhou and Huangzhou. One ten army that went to support was not yet available. The people of the two places had complaints and beg Your Majesty to comfort him more."

"For the army of the state prefectures, soldiers who died in battle will first give the pension they deserve, and let the state prefectures give preferential treatment to the relatives of soldiers who died in battle, and increase the pensions for both Manzhou and Huangzhou. I will write a letter later and pass it on to the two states of Manzhou and Huangzhou, so that their prefectures will be more pacified."

"Your Majesty is wise."

"Report to Your Majesty, the list of rewards required by all the states and prefectures have been submitted to those who participate in the war, and I would like to ask Your Majesty to decide."

"First, based on personal merits and comparison with what they need, ask those who are reasonable to prepare for distribution, and ask those who are unreasonable to reject them, so that they can pray for other things again."

"I understand."

...

The morning court in the morning was in an orderly manner, and Xia Xian handled all the issues reported by the court officials easily. Until the morning court was about to end, when no court officials continued to report the memorial, Xia Xian spoke at this time.

"In the battle of Xueli Pass, the sixth emperor brother Xia Yuan died in battle for the human race. His soul body was broken and he only left the reincarnation of the true spirit. This was a great loss to our dynasty and even the human race. He was extremely sad and wanted to set up a tomb for the emperor's brother, sculpt a golden statue, and posthumously titled the king to express his memorial thoughts!"

As soon as Xia Xian finished speaking, many of the court officials below began to look at each other and thought quickly.

Xia Yuan led the commander of the demon clan to die together, his soul was gone, leaving only the true spirit to reincarnate. His death in battle actually solved a lot of trouble for the dynasty at once.

"The Sixth Prince Xia Yuan is a great soldier in our human race. He has been bloody for our human race and died with the commander of the demon race. His name is cherry and his actions are tragic. I agree with Your Majesty's wishes." Soon, some of the court officials in the court expressed their attitude, and then many court officials also expressed their agreement.

"I and others agree with your Majesty's wishes!"

When Xia Xian heard this, he nodded slightly. The reason why all the court officials agreed so simply was mainly because they did not need to consume the luck of the dynasty for Xia Yuan. Because Xia Yuan was only left with the true spirit, the title of the king was reincarnated, so the title of the king was just a title that could be left in history books and allowed future generations to admire.

With Xia Yuan's actions in his life and his contributions to the human race and the dynasty, he could fully afford such a king.

"I wonder if Your Majesty has planned to confer the title of King for His Highness the Sixth Prince?" An old minister asked respectfully.

Upon hearing this, Xia Xian stood up slowly and spoke loudly:
Chapter completed!