Family Immortality: I ascend to immortality through my offspring

The situation of being passively beaten made Cheng Qiong think of escaping the battle.

The forbidden formation of the purple-robed Taoist priest was broken, which showed that the situation was hopeless. It was only a matter of time before he was killed by Yuan Zhi.

At that time, he would definitely be in trouble.

Thinking of this, Cheng Qiong immediately gave up the attack and turned to run.

But Chen Qishan had never thought of this possibility.

A cold light flashed in his eyes: "Do you really think I will make the same mistake twice?"

Chen Qishan slapped the Qiankun bag, and immediately two streams of light, one black and one white, flew out, rushing to Cheng Qiong's side like a python.

When they got close, the two streams of light, one black and one white, turned into black and white shackles, which locked Cheng Qiong's neck at lightning speed, suddenly became larger and heavier, and took his body down quickly.

This was the "Heaven Lock Talisman" that Chen Qishan had spent a lot of money to ask Master Huang Fu to make for him.

The cost of one piece was ten spirit stones.

Cheng Qiong was caught off guard by this sudden change. He looked at the magic gourd that was about to fall from his head and was ready to resist.

But Chen Jing'an saw the right moment and threw out his small piece of "Azure Sky Silk", which instantly tied up Cheng Qiong's legs. It did not cause any damage, but disrupted his spellcasting rhythm.

Before he could react, the magic gourd had already fallen on his head.

Bang——

Cheng Qiong's head was directly smashed, but he was still alive.

Chen Qishan hit him again. After three consecutive hits, Cheng Qiong's head could not withstand the pressure and fell off first.

Chen Qishan did not rush forward, but shouted to Chen Jing'an.

"Jing'an, fire!"

Hearing this, Chen Jing'an quickly played the "Fire Cloud Sword" and stabbed Cheng Qiong's body. A large piece of black smoke soon ignited, and a faint scream like ghosts and wolves could be heard.

Chen Jing'an could no longer remember how many times he had used the "Fire Cloud Sword" today.

If he could digest today's experience thoroughly.

His Fire Cloud Sword's level can still rise!

On the other side, the purple-robed Taoist also made plans to escape and had already run away.

But Yuan Zhi had no intention of chasing him.

He raised the knife slowly, then raised his hands above his head, and the golden light on the knife was still brewing rapidly.

This felt a bit like the Emperor Hero was using a big move.

Chen Jing'an saw the golden arc rippling like waves, and originally thought that his Fire Cloud Sword was very handsome, but now compared with it, he suddenly felt a little ashamed.

The old man was knowledgeable and introduced: "This is the sword cultivator, Lord Yuan, this is the Yuan family's natal sword inheritance, named 'Jin Yang'."

Chen Jing'an felt that this was as good as saying nothing.

Except for the two words "sword cultivator", he didn't understand anything else at all.

What is the origin of the Yuan family?

Fortunately, Chen Jing'an only thought about this in his heart.

The master of the Demon Suppression Division surnamed Yuan was right in front of him, and he was not stupid enough to say such offensive words to his face.

But Uncle Chen lowered his head and explained softly.

"The Demon Suppression Division was established when my Daqian country was founded. There have been a total of seven commanders, three of whom are immortals from the Yuan family."

Chen Jing'an understood now. It turned out to be a big family in the Demon Suppression Division.

He could immediately understand why his grandfather did not choose to alarm other immortals when he recognized the identity of the powerful man from the Demon Suppression Division.

It's a very simple truth.

This opportunity to make connections is rare, and it would be worthless if there are too many people.

After comparing, Chen Jing'an felt that he still had a lot to learn from the old man.

At this time, Yuan Zhi rang the word "behead".

The surging golden light slashed out, as if it came from afar, and instantly swallowed the purple-robed Taoist.

——The battle is over

…

When Chen Jingan brought back the purple-robed Taoist's belongings, he found that his grandfather had already become friends with the master of the Demon Suppression Division.

Chen Jingan quickly handed the things over and said respectfully: "These are the items of the demon cultivator. Please count them, Master Yuan."

Yuan Zhi did not refuse, took the things, and smiled at Chen Qishan beside him.

"Brother Qishan, I think your grandson is also a talented person."

Chen Jingshan was not modest, and laughed loudly: "To be honest with Lord Yuan, Jing'an is the most outstanding person among the younger generation of my clan. I am still thinking about letting him support the immortal clan in the future. Unfortunately, this kid is still young and needs experience."

Yuan Zhi frowned slightly and pretended to be displeased: "Brother Qishan, you came from the Anxi Army, and you are also a comrade-in-arms with my uncle. If it weren't for you today, I'm afraid I would be in danger. Just call me Brother Yuan or Yuan Zhi, otherwise it will be strange!"

The old man's smiling face was like a chrysanthemum, and he followed the advice: "Then I will be presumptuous and call you Brother Yuan."

Chen Jing'an always thought that the word "flattering" could only be used on himself.

Because he never thought that the old man also had such a flattering face.

He really deserves to be the head of the family!

And Yuan Zhi, this expert from the Demon Suppression Division, is obviously not as straightforward as he looks.

——My uncle's comrades are my comrades.

Look!

Another one who is good at dealing with people.

Chen Jing'an admired in his heart, and his eyes drifted to his second uncle, but he saw that the latter stood behind the two of them like a good boy.

Chen Jing'an took the occasion into consideration and did not dare to wink too obviously, but just raised his eyebrows.

He actually did not mind the old man's dealing with people, after all, everything was for the family.

But the problem was.

Today he practiced with his second uncle, killed so many demon cultivators, and the spoils he got were to be divided.

Chen Jing'an felt that he was very anxious!

At this moment, Yuan Zhi suddenly looked at him and spoke.

"Jing'an, are you interested in joining the Demon Suppression Division?"

"Ah?"

Chen Jing'an didn't react at first, then looked at his grandfather in disbelief, only to find that the old man was also confused.

Fortunately, he knew how to save the situation and immediately scolded.

"Stinky boy, your master Yuan is so kind, why don't you thank him?"

The Demon Suppression Division and the Immortal Tax Division are the two most important agencies in Daqian, and they are ranked among the public departments.

The Immortal Tax Division is a carrot post, not only with good treatment but also with status.

It's a pity that ordinary people don't have the chance.

Although the Demon Suppression Division is not as good as the Immortal Tax Division, you can't just enter it if you want to. The officials of the Demon Suppression Division are also worthy of the title of "official" when they arrive in the county.

Chen Jing'an immediately bowed his head: "Thank you, Master Yuan."

"There is a vacancy for a sergeant in the Yunwu Hundred Households Office of the Demon Suppression Department. Although sergeants do not have real power, no one can bully you with me here. In the future, if your clan catches a demon cultivator, you can go to the Hundred Households Office to calculate the merits."

Yuan Zhi's words were to repay today's favor.

The old man looked relieved.

There is a saying: It is easy to get things done if you have someone in the court, and no one in the court eats you.

They are not ordinary officials like "county magistrates", but immortal officials specially for cultivators!

In addition, they have an intersection with Yuan Zhi.

Their Chen family immortals are no longer bullied by everyone.

The next time they meet the tax collector, they can also find some dignity in front of them.

The three generations of grandparents and grandchildren thanked him profusely.

Yuan Zhi is also a quick worker. He said that he would take the heads of these demon cultivators back to report, and took Chen Jing'an to the Hundred Households Office by the way.

When he came back again.

Chen Jingan had three sets of uniforms for a demon-suppressing sergeant in his hands.

Official robes, official seals, and official books.

He now had a job!