Life Hunter

Li Qingxian thought about it. With his qualifications, if there were no accidents, he would not even think about literature, martial arts, and Taoism. Demons and puppets were even more difficult to choose from. Life magician was his last way to be promoted.

Once you become a high-level life magician, you will be much safer in Daqi.

The two slowly chatted about the fortune-teller, and those unclear memories gradually aroused.

Li Qingxian had indeed memorized some ancient books and life-spelling formulas from the Mingshu Sect, but he had only swallowed them wholeheartedly. He could still memorize them now, but he had no idea what they meant.

Suddenly, Li Qingxian's expression changed.

"What's wrong?" Luo Jing stopped and asked.

"It's nothing, I remembered reciting the Mingsheng Sect's classics when I was a child." Li Qingxian said.

"If you can pursue life magic, don't give up."

Li Qingxian nodded, but he was thinking about another thing.

I lay in bed for three days and dreamed of the destiny instrument every day.

When I recalled the classics of the Liangming Sect, I felt more and more that the Destiny Instrument in my dream was very unusual.

"Master Shenzi, Master Xiao Li, we are here!" Duan Heng's voice sounded, and he walked over quickly with more than ten people.

These people were dressed in black clothes and equipped with long knives. Their clothes were far less neat and uniform than those of the night guards. They were all tall and strong, with fierce faces.

Duan Heng held a box wrapped in red silk in both hands and walked over cautiously.

Luo Jing remained motionless, lowered his head and thought for a moment, then waved his hand and said, "Go to the Yewei Yamen."

Luo Jing was in front, Li Qingxian was behind, and the others were at the back, walking towards the Yewei Yamen.

After walking a few steps, a black carriage drove up. Pang Mingjing got out of the car and stopped in front of Luo Jing.

The soldiers on both sides gripped the hilts of their knives tightly and stared at each other.

Pang Mingjing cupped his fists and said with a smile: "I, Pang Mingjing, have met this Lord of the Ministry of Finance."

Luo Jing had no choice but to lower his head slightly and said, "I've seen Mr. Pangda, the official Luo Jing."

An unpredictable smile flashed across Pang Mingjing's face, and he pointed at Li Qingxian and said: "He is a member of our night guard. He received military orders and went to the Ministry of Household Affairs to run errands. Why did Mr. Luo take him away? Is there a document from the Ministry of Household Affairs?"

"This man has received a secret order from Zhou Chunfeng, the Lord of the Night Guard, Si Zheng. I want to take him to see Mr. Zhou," Luo Jing said.

"This Li Qingxian is the person brought by our finance department."

"He is from Shendusi."

Pang Mingjing, who is in the seventh rank, and Luo Jing, who is in the eighth rank, look at each other.

Pang Mingjing smiled and said: "May I ask Mr. Luo who works in each warehouse, field, division and office?"

"Not here." The smile on Luo Jing's face faded.

"Which department does Mr. Naluo work in: Min, Du, Jin, and Cang?"

"Not here either."

The smile on Pang Mingjing's face grew wider, and he asked tentatively: "Is it possible that your Excellency is in the Civil Service Department?"

"Your Majesty is working in the Clerical Department."

Li Qingxian found that the smile on Luo Jing's face was so hard that it seemed frozen.

Pang Mingjing calmed down his smile slightly and said, "I have had dinner with Mr. Liang Fangshou of the Clerical Department several times. I have also met other senior officials in the Clerical Department, but I have never met Brother Luo."

"I was sent to the Ministry of Household Affairs from Nanxing not long ago." Luo Jing said calmly.

"So that's it," Pang Mingjing said, "This god is full of wind and rain, but it is more unclear than the major sects. Why don't Brother Luo give Pang and our Yewei Finance Department some face? You can let go of this matter and I will come to thank you another day. A few days ago, my family hosted a banquet for Mr. Feng, the left minister of the household department, and I asked him to introduce you, how about it?"

Luo Jing remained silent.

Li Qingxian sighed inwardly, these officials were indeed not simple.

Luo Jing sighed and said: "Mr. Pangda, I, Luo Jing, have just arrived in the capital of God. I am not familiar with the place, so I have to rely on all the nobles in the capital. However, I just want to find Mr. Zhou for verification. If he was sent by Mr. Zhou , Mr. Zhou has the final say. If it has nothing to do with Mr. Zhou, how about letting you handle it?"

"Other things can be discussed, but not this matter. None of my adults can make the decision." Pang Mingjing stared at Luo Jing.

"I'll take him to Shendusi first." Luo Jing looked directly at Pang Mingjing without fear.

Li Qingxian's heart skipped a beat. Someone bigger than Finance Secretary Sizheng wanted to kill him?

Pang Mingjing's expression darkened, and he said, "So, Brother Luo won't give us the honor of being a financial secretary?"

"I want to give it too, but I have to do it because of my responsibilities. Also, when will it be your turn to have your say in matters concerning our Southern Star Faction?"

A sneer suddenly appeared on Luo Jing's face, his eyes flashed with red light, his eyeballs did not move, and his pupils trembled rapidly from side to side, forming an afterimage.

"You..." Pang Mingjing did not dare to look directly at Luo Jing. He instinctively glanced at the five most human-like gods with thousands of arms and thousands of eyes, and then quickly lowered his head.

Nanxing God, the god worshiped by the Nanxing Sect.

"Get out of the way!" Luo Jing said coldly.

Duan Heng took a step forward holding the wooden box wrapped in red silk.

"Don't force my master to open the magic card." Duan Hengdao.

Pang Mingjing took a deep breath, and suddenly his hands were filled with smoke. The smoke fell on his hands, dyeing his hands purple and black.

Luo Jing smiled and said: "It seems that Da Daren is not ready to give in?"

"I want to see how Mr. Luo will explain to Hubu and Nanxing faction if a fight breaks out here on Hubu Street!" Pang Mingjing looked at Luo Jing proudly.

Li Qingxian said: "Master Luo, as I said just now, Pang Mingjing came to provoke a dispute between the night guards and the household department. He would never dare to take action. A bastard like him would have done it long ago if he dared to take action. ! He’s bluffing!”

"Master Xiao Li is right." Duan Heng agreed.

"Do you know each other?" Pang Mingjing asked.

Li Qingxian said: "Does it matter to you whether we know each other? I advise you to get out of the way quickly, otherwise, if you cause a conflict between the Ministry of Revenue and the Night Guard, the Financial Secretary will not be able to protect you. You can You look down on the eighth-grade official, but you can’t insult the divine card!”

Pang Mingjing sneered: "As the head of the household of the Night Guard Financial Secretary, I only arrest you and have nothing to do with the Nanxing Sect!"

"Are you forcing me to join the Southern Star Faction?" Li Qingxian asked.

Pang Mingjing was stunned and had never thought of this possibility.

Confucianism and the evil sects are almost as powerful as fire and water. Before the invasion of the demon clan, the Confucian scholars and the Taoist sects joined forces to suppress the five evil sects and retreat.

After the demon clan invaded, Confucianism suffered heavy losses, and the evil sect had an opportunity to develop and grow.

As the son of Li Gangfeng, a Confucian monument, Li Qingxian was forced to join the evil sect?

People from the Ministry of Rites were able to dig up Li Gangfeng's tomb and clean the ancestral graves of Pang Mingjing's family.

Pang Mingjing looked at Li Qingxian and was at a loss for what to do.

Luo Jing smiled and said: "I think Brother Qingxian is quite good at managing things and is calm in times of crisis. He is probably the illegitimate son of our god who is living abroad. If he can return to the sect and be included in the family tree, it will be a great merit."

Pang Mingjing said solemnly: "I hope you dare to say this in front of Feng Shilang!"

The two sides confront each other.

Li Qingxian saw Han Anbo sneaking around in the distance. Although he didn't quite understand the other person's gestures and mouth shapes, he could almost guess it, so he continued to drag him hard.