Except for the flying generals, most of the national guardians in Shenzhou had achieved the level of transformation in their previous lives, otherwise they would not be able to suppress others. Now the upper limit of the world is the Jindan stage, and there are many Jindan stage among the reincarnated people, eight out of ten are Jindan.
It's hard to suppress others without some ability.
Among the government representatives, the Yan region representative was the most excited. If it wasn't the right time to start a conversation, he would have wanted to fly over to talk to him. Perhaps it was the other state-guarding people who gave the regional government an illusion that people from the Immortal Dao era could be accepted, and that the character of those who were related to the living immortals was definitely not bad.
The government’s requirements for the national defense level are both very high and very low. The requirements are high in terms of cultivation and strength, and as long as the character is not anti-human, it’s fine.
Now they are the only ones in Shenzhou who do not have a national defense level. Even the Zhao region, which was originally a brother in distress, has the Taiyin Fairy. If this continues, Yan will really have to fight for the last place.
Fairy Taiyin tapped her fingertips and added another position on the right.
Before Wang Huan sat down, he bowed slightly to everyone, and the others naturally returned the greeting. Li Lili was a modern person, so her reaction was a little slow. After a few seconds, she hurriedly imitated others and bowed.
To be honest, she is very panicked now. If she had known earlier, she would not have come.
The next moment, a very handsome man wearing a fiery red robe walked in.
Lu Haochu's expression changed slightly. He knew this person. He was the leader of Black Soil State. He was said to be the strongest person in Black Soil State. He had superb fire power and his combat power was at a special level according to some government evaluation standards.
Why is he here? Is he also related to the living immortals?
Zhuquetian bowed deeply with his hands clasped together, his posture extremely pious and respectful, and said: "Zhuquetian, greetings to the immortal."
Hearing the voice coming from Shenzhou, he almost smashed the ceiling of his house and flew over with all his strength. On the way, he knocked down several people traveling with him in order to reduce the number of competitors. Because he was too decisive, he even accidentally hit his Taoist partner who was chasing him.
I went back destined to be beaten, but it was all worth it.
The mere thought of being able to sit at the same table with living immortals almost made him go crazy!
"Suzakutian? I have some impression of you. Are you from the Fire Spirit Sect, one of the Eight Great Masters in the World, the Fire Master?"
Li Yi showed surprise and quickly recognized the young man in front of him. Wasn't he the one who demonstrated the Fire Spirit's magical power that year?
Such a surprised tone made Zhuquetian and Wang Huan curl their lips. In their previous lives, one was a genius and the other was a devil, and they often heard passers-by exclaim like this.
But hearing you say it, it's a bit hard for us to take responsibility.
Zhuquetian bent his back even deeper and said, "It is the junior."
The immortal remembers me!
Seeing this scene, the government representatives were basically sure that he was another immortal fan, and they felt an indescribable strangeness in their hearts. It seemed that people in the immortal era had a relationship with the living immortals, and even if they didn't know each other, they were still admirers.
The immortal's network of contacts in the world is no longer limited to Shenzhou. Now even the leaders of the Black Soil State are his admirers.
The previous statement that one can become a national leader just by relying on connections may not be a joke now, and there is no exaggeration in it.
Lu Haochu looked around and saw that the Flying Sword Fairy was his confidante on his left and right. Taoist Qingxuan and Master Dushi were his half-disciples, and the man named Wang Huan should also have been a disciple of his, and the leader of the Black Soil State was his admirer.
Hiss! Whoever wants to get promoted with me when I get back, I will kill him!
Zhao Si was also proud of it. This was Brother Yi’s real network of contacts. Those government leaders who looked very intimidating before were actually his younger brothers.
"You are a guest, please take a seat."
"yes."
Zhu Quetian sat next to Lu Haochu. The two looked at each other and then bowed to each other.
The next moment, as if it was agreed upon, another person walked in. He was the City God representative Su Guang, who was eight feet tall and wearing an official robe.
There were some bruises on his face, which were the result of a friendly discussion among the city gods. Naturally, he was the one who stood out in the end.
Su Guang knelt on both knees, kowtowed and said: "Your servant Su Guang, on behalf of the 72 city gods, 360 city god temples, and all the gods in the underworld, congratulate the immortal."
The City God is here?! Wait, a minister?! Could the living immortal be the Lord of the Underworld?
Except for Lu Haochu, Zhao Si, and Qingxuan, the others who didn't know the truth were all a little stunned. After all, different regions have different government offices and different interest groups, so some information will not be shared.
For example, all the information in the underworld was kept strictly confidential by Zhoudi. In addition, the canonization of the underworld by the living immortals happened relatively early, and there were not so many people paying attention to it in Qingzhou at that time.
Li Yi had long been accustomed to the rule of the underworld that people would kowtow at any time, so he waved his hand and said, "Take a seat."
"My lord, I obey the order."
Then people came in one after another, basically all of them were Jindan cultivators from various sects in Shenzhou. Among them, the more famous one was Qingxuzi from Shangqing Palace, the great elder of Tianjian Sect.
Soon the remaining seats were filled. Fairy Taiyin waved her hand and the clouds and mist covered Yunhai Kunpeng again, leaving only a few cultivators outside beating their chests and stamping their feet.
"Wait, there's my old man too."
Suddenly, a hoarse voice came, and a skinny old man with a cane limped in. His skin was covered with age spots, his teeth were yellow and defective, and his eyes were pale.
Every step you take brings up bright red flowers of the other shore, and the rich scent of the River Oblivion fills your face.
"Fellow Daoist Changsheng, long time no see."
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