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[011] Xianmen has snow

[One update tonight, two updates tomorrow and the day after tomorrow.]

"At the end of this year, I will hold this banquet to celebrate this festival with you. In addition, there are several other important things to be announced to the public."

"The first thing is that the magistrate of Chen County has made great efforts and made great contributions to our Baihu Mountain. Today, this king officially announced that he would be appointed as the "Baihu City Guardian" and give him the immortal treasure and immortal method."

Everyone present cheered for it, and his son Chen Long said to Liu Bian beside him with a proud look, "Look, this is my Aweng."

It was as expected that the magistrate of Chen County was able to obtain the fairy treasure. After all, he was busy with Baihu Mountain and even resigned from his official position with his seal. Although he did not get the emperor's permission, this is enough to show that the magistrate of Chen County has made contributions to Baihu Mountain and Baihu City.

County Magistrate Chen walked up to the platform with an excited expression and bowed to the small and big throne.

King Yan waved his hand and a [self-created general template] flew over.

"bite!"

【Name】Chen Chen

【Template】General

【Level】Level 1[0/172]

【Loyalty】91

[Attributes] [Weapon 21], [Intellect 54], [Physical strength 104/104, Reply + 1/day], [Technical strength 44/44, Reply + 1/day]

【Features】Machinery control

【Military Technique】Life-Healing

"Thank you for your grace!"

County Magistrate Chen thanked him for stepping down.

Immediately afterwards, King Yan said the "second thing"

"My White Tiger lineage has since been renamed the "Immortal Sect". If the disciples of the sect go down the mountain to practice and go out for a trip, they can call themselves "Immortal Sect disciples."

"The disciples in the sect still have the fourth level of the outer, inner, true teachings, and elders."

"The inner disciples have the 'one generation' of students who entered the same year. However, there is no difference between the highest and lower ranks."

Everyone was stunned at first, and then slowly began to think about it. This is the clear tradition of teaching and preaching. "Immortal Gate, Immortal Gate", is the gate to seeking immortals?

"Haha. I, Luo Meng, are the 'first generation of Immortal disciples'!"

"'The first generation of immortal disciples Wu Hao' has met all the senior brothers."

“…”

The disciples of the disciples were playing happily. The rest of the people looked at the more than a hundred "Immortal Sect children" wearing unified robes with envy.

"King!" Yuan Shu suddenly said loudly, "How can Shu enter the 'Immortal Gate'?"

King Yan glanced at the Yuan family's legitimate son and said, "The 'recorded disciple' cannot be transferred to the 'sect' for the time being."

"After the art of obtaining the 'Immortal Treasure', can you enter the [White Wolf Valley] to practice like Shi Hou?"

“Let’s talk about it then.”

"Master, can you definitely get started?" Wang Ding, the son of Wang Yun, then spoke.

"No."

"Can you get a 'registered'?"

"no."

"Master, can Zhuo..."

"no."

"Well……"

After looking at the dejected people, King Yan shook his head and continued, "The third thing is that there are more than a dozen houses in the west of the inner city of Baihu. One side of the courtyard is called "Xianmen Academy", which is a place for children to learn from. The prince's teacher Cai Yong was specially hired to teach as the school. Children in the city can go to learn from them without any restrictions on their practice."

"Thank you for your grace!"

Countless houses and villagers burst into cheers like never before.

It is better to have one sutra if you leave your son with gold.

After all, it is a high-level treatment. The villagers are happy to get such opportunities. However, Cai Yong was gradually stunned. After counting, the number of children in this city seemed to be a bit too many...

"There are three things like this. Do you have any doubts?"

"King, my son is over eleven. Can I enter the "Immortal Gate Academy"?"

"The king, the first year is here, and the spring seeds are approaching. However, there is still no snow and rain in the town. We are afraid that the land acres will be reduced in the coming year. I hope the king will be kind..."

"Master, can we be a 'registered disciple'?"

"King, can I, a resident of White Tiger, participate in the 'White Tiger Competition'?"

The farmers present spoke first, mostly asking for help or begging.

Soon, an old man frowned and held a stick, walked out of the crowd, bowed to the little king, and said, "The king pity the sadness of our bumpy and wandering, and gave us warm clothes and full food, and gave us this fairy city to live in. This is a great kindness. We dare not ask for more."

What the old man said was one of the meaning of the words, and the other was that he was afraid that the countryside was ungrateful and said some too ridiculous requests. He was worried that the king would blame him, but he was also afraid that he would bring bad effects to the little king.

King Yan smiled and said, "It's okay to ask for it."

The old man shook his head and turned to the villagers, "Although the harvest of the land depends on rain and snow, we are not helpless. It will always be better to do more farming, dig wells and ditches. As for the fairy path, the king has such kindness, we can hardly repay it, so how dare we hope for anything else?"

When the villagers heard this, they gradually became quiet.

After waiting for the old man to sit back, King Yan turned to the disciples and said, "Do you have something to ask for?"

The disciples didn't dare to say much, but after the little king asked repeatedly, someone finally asked.

"King, are there only two [Dragon Cannon Little Fairy Treasure]?"

"King, although there are thousands of wolves in [White Wolf Valley], it is no longer enough for us to practice."

“…”

The disciples raised a series of questions, mostly "insufficient practice" and "no [Secret Realm of Immortal Arts]".

King Yan listened carefully, and after everyone finished speaking, he first said to the villagers: "From the day of the competition half a month later, every three months, five people in the city have outstanding contributions to the "Immortal Gate and White Tiger City" and enter the "outer Gate".

"Thank you for your grace!"

"Thank you, King!"

“…”

"As for the issue of 'no snow rain for many days'," when everyone cheered and listened to the king's words about rain and snow, Yan Xiaoyi shouted loudly, "Where is the talent for opera?!"

"Xi Zhong pays homage to the king."

"The east of Baihu City, where the land was reclaimed, covered with snow."

"Abide by the king's order!"

Xi Zhicai, wearing a plain robe and fluttering clothes, stood in front of the east under the attention of everyone. The rest of the world were talking about it.

"Can frost and snow really come?"

"It should be."

"Thank you for your grace!"

The villagers were excitedly kneeling down to the king, but the children of the aristocratic families turned their eyes to the night sky. Now the moon is in danger. The stars are dotted, and even the north wind is not blowing. Can frost and snow be brought down?

When everyone was puzzled, the cold wind suddenly rose, and the coolness came. Everyone at the banquet hurriedly tightened the kudzu robe and warm fur on their bodies.

Xi Zhicai took a step east and pointed to the sky.

"It's falling! It's snowing!"

After more than ten breaths, someone pointed to the slightly brighter sky in the east of the city and shouted suddenly.

With the light of the dome of the city lord's mansion, everyone could see the vast white area, blocking the crescent moon and blocking the starlight.

The children of aristocratic families, the proud disciples of the immortal sect, and the cheering villagers rushed to the east of the city.

The snowflakes were as big as goose feathers, and soon covered the ground with a thin layer.

Many people, like children, reached out to pick up the winter elves. Yuan Shu's tampered even with no manners, stretched out his big tongue and licked it.

Du Luo Luo summoned the "Immortal Sword" happily, soared into the sky, and penetrated into the heavy snow.

A burst of crisp laughter came, and the two children beside Du Ji were full of envy, while the other shook their heads and sighed, "How can a beautiful lady fly around indiscriminately."

After an hour, the snowflakes that covered ten miles of radius disappeared.

At this time, the snow had covered the ground three feet.

The villagers all laughed happily.

When everyone returned to the banquet one after another, the villagers thanked each other again. The disciples surrounded Xi Zhicai.

"Xi Zhicai, don't you only understand [Chi Yan] and [manipulating the mechanism]?"

"Zhicai, how do you feel when controlling the astronomical phenomena?"

The fat prefect Dong, Zhang Changshi, and the aristocratic families, no longer cared about their identities, they also asked questions in a mess.

After a moment, King Yan waved his hand and then the scene became quiet.

"The land of [White Wolf Valley] is no longer enough to practice, so the king will give you another item."

As the little king spoke, everyone saw him stretching out his small palm and something suddenly appeared.

The camp is small, the dome is upside down.

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