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Because to be honest, I don't know how to answer his words.

After all, I just had a sudden whim and learned that a guest was coming.

But it's not clear how to be specific.

It seems that the training time is still short, only ten days, and I haven't realized the deep meaning of whim.

Or maybe your strength is too low and you haven't fully mastered it yet.

Zhang Feng was thinking, and the thought flashed, and he looked at Senior Brother Feng who had come up the mountain.

There is no curiosity about his visit.

It's all because the news about his genius in the sect has spread in the inner sect.

And during the ten days of my retreat, many inner disciples came with gifts, but they were all rejected by me.

They were not angry either, knowing that the cultivation of geniuses was important, so they didn't bother them much.

Including Senior Brother Feng also came here a few days ago.

But Zhang Feng didn't have a sudden whim that day, so he also turned him away.

"Zhang Daoyou" At this time, Senior Brother Feng saw Zhang Feng greet him, as if he had knocked over a five-flavored bottle, he couldn't tell what it was like.

He still thinks back to a few months ago, when he brought Zhang Feng to the Zongmen, and personally entrusted him with the relationship, trying to find a good place for Zhang Feng, such as returning to work as an official.

But now the identity has changed.

He is still an inner disciple, but Zhang Feng is a genius in Xuan Dao Sect!

There are even rumors that what Zhang Feng now enjoys is the treatment of a 'sovereign master, an elder'!

Sit on an equal footing with the suzerain elders!

Under such an identity, he was naturally a little tangled in his words, cautious, and didn't know what to say.

Zhang Feng saw that Senior Brother Feng seemed to be in trouble, but smiled and lured him to sit down, and pushed him a cup of tea, "Senior Brother Feng, please tell me something."

"I..." Senior Brother Feng was half-sitting on the stone bench, holding the teacup in both hands, with an expression of embarrassment on his face.

"Senior Brother Feng is kind to me." Zhang Feng was the square one who offered tea, "Before I joined the sect, I was taken care of by Senior Brother Feng. Now that I have joined the sect, is it possible that Senior Brother Feng is unfamiliar with me? Or am I Zhang Feng? The kind of perfidious person?"

"No, no..." Senior Brother Feng looked anxious, but because of Zhang Feng's heroic appearance, he felt a little more at ease.

At the same time, he thought about it for a while, and after organizing the language, he gave a toast in return, and said embarrassingly,

"The lifespan of a monk who builds a foundation is about 280 years old, and the city lord of Qicheng, whose cultivation base is a small success in building a foundation, is already [-] years old this year. So he will abdicate soon."

After Senior Brother Feng opened his mouth, although he was still embarrassed, his words became much more fluent, "But in his position, he is a fragrant bun

Many inner disciples of the Zongmen who have no hope of being promoted are staring at me, including me.

We all want to hold virtual power instead of living in the clan for the elderly.It's better to become an ambassador of the frontier outside, control a city, a hundred towns, and a billion people

This is the real real power, the power of life and death!

Prosperous descendants are all trivial matters

But now there are 23 seniors and 46 town lords, they are all looking for a position, and they and I are candidates for the town lord."

Brother Feng said this, his purpose is self-evident.

It was he who wanted to fight for this position, and then asked Zhang Feng, hoping that Zhang Feng, who was on an equal footing with the suzerain elders, would speak for him.

He thinks he has such a leadership ability, but he is short of a "senior senior" who can speak for him.

Otherwise, if you don't have someone with a 'good relationship' to talk about it, let the elders in the steward's hall let you know.

Then if other people find a good relationship, they may compare him and become the city lord.

Anyway, everyone's qualifications are similar, and everyone should be the same.

But if he speaks by himself, gives gifts, and lobbys the elders as an inner disciple.

It is very likely that the elder of the management hall shook his face, and then seven or eight law enforcement disciples rushed up to drive him out.

After all, a city lord is in charge of at least one billion people and thousands of miles of land.

How can it depend on relationships?

As for qualifications, whether Senior Brother Feng has leadership skills.

When Zhang Fengyuan was chatting with the practice elders, he actually asked Brother Feng who brought him into the sect at the beginning.

Know that he has qualifications.

Including Zong Nei and his life records.

It was roughly when Senior Brother Feng started at the age of ten, as an outer disciple.

At the age of 30, he has completed Qi training and worked as a deacon of the outer sect.

After another three years as a deacon, he spent ten years traveling around half of Fengzhou and broke through to Foundation Establishment.

48 years old, entered the inner sect, and traveled abroad.

At the age of 63, he had no hope of establishing a foundation, so he began his career as an official. He first went to Qicheng as a gatekeeper and dealt with the local bandit disasters.

At the age of 76, he made some contacts. In a small town outside Qicheng, he served as the head of a county. He improved the land and water canals, so that there is a bumper harvest every year, and this method has also been extended to the entire Fengzhou.

At the age of 80, he beheaded an evil cultivator who built a foundation for the sect, and protected more than a thousand people in a village, but was also seriously injured.

At the age of 92, it is now that he went to Xun County, where he first came to this world, to travel there, and to take the post of "lord of a town" in that area, in charge of 32 counties.

Furthermore, with his qualifications, compared with other inner disciples, he is regarded as the best way to be an official.

Absolutely can be the city lord!

It's a pity that there are at least 50 or [-] people like this, as Senior Brother Feng said.

Zhang Feng thought about it, and felt that if Senior Brother Feng had nothing to do with him, and he didn't have any political resources to help him, it seemed that the leader of the town had come to an end.

Or go back to the clan for the elderly, and then go back to the outer sect as a deacon.

But if he can become the City Lord of Qi City before he turns [-] years old.

Then he doesn't need to return to the sect, but can work like the previous city lord until he is 280 years old.

Be the 'Emperor!' for nearly 200 years! '

Thinking of this, Zhang Feng felt that he should be able to take up the position based on Senior Brother Feng's qualifications.I will not let down the hundreds of millions of people in Qicheng.

Senior Brother Feng was rubbing his teacup, feeling nervous.

Because even if Zhang Feng agreed to help him, this matter is not certain.

After all, he is the lord of a city.

This is not what one person says.

Even if the suzerain has someone to choose, several elders have to discuss it together.

"I'll ask"

In the quiet atmosphere, Zhang Feng suddenly put down his teacup.

Senior Brother Feng then stood up, and hastily cupped his fists to express his gratitude, "Thank you, fellow Daoist Zhang, thank you, fellow Daoist Zhang."

Zhang Feng waved his hand, "It's not certain."

The words fall.

Zhang Feng knew that this matter was likely to be finalized quickly, so he said goodbye and walked towards the steward hall.

With a step of more than twenty feet, he disappeared from Senior Brother Feng's field of vision not long after.

Also on the other side.

Inside the mountain peak hall of the steward's hall.

The elder in charge, who looked to be about seventy years old, was reading letters of recommendation to apply for the city lord of Qi City.

Outside the hall, there are still 28 law enforcement disciples standing.

They stared ahead, blocking anyone who wanted to enter the hall.

And within the past three days, they have expelled no less than twenty disciples.

Among them was the third son of the law enforcement elder.

He also wanted to speak for someone, but was ruthlessly driven out.

But also at this time.

Zhang Feng came from the bottom of the mountain, with a step of more than [-] zhang, and arrived outside the hall not long after.

"I've met a few fellow Taoists." Zhang Feng saw someone on duty outside the hall, he cupped his fists before entering the hall.

"See you Zhang Daoyou." They smiled back at Zhang Feng, and after Zhang Feng entered the hall, they still looked ahead, blocking anyone who wanted to enter the hall.

After Zhang Feng entered the hall, he looked at the elder in charge who was looking over.

After he put down the letter in his heart, Zhang Feng said: "I have something to trouble the elder in charge."

I had talked with the elder in charge before, and knew that he was a kind person.

He is also a person who does not beat around the bush.

So what to say, direct is the best.

"Oh?" The elder saw Zhang Feng, who was falsely citing the seat next to him, and asked curiously, "Why do you want to trouble fellow Daoist Zhang to come here in person?"

"Has the city lord of Qicheng been decided?" Zhang Feng cut straight to the point, "I have a candidate, Feng Guangyan. I wonder if the elder has read his self-recommendation, and I wonder if he can take office?"

"Feng Guangyan from the inner sect?" the elder murmured, and suddenly laughed. From the more than 20 letters "selected by the master of the preparation city" on the table, he took out the third-to-last letter, Senior Brother Feng's self-recommendation, "This person's qualifications are not bad. , I have exactly the same intention with the Suzerain."

As the elder said, it was obvious that as soon as Zhang Feng opened his mouth, the matter was fully settled.

In addition, Feng Guangyan's abilities are indeed very good, so you might as well sell Zhang Feng to save face.

Sometimes things are just like that, simple as that.

For Senior Brother Feng, no matter how active he was, in the end he ran away from relationships and broke his legs, and after begging people, there was no result.

Zhang Feng decided on such a series of doors.

It is also because there are people in the court who are good officials.

For those with high status, the appointment of a city lord is just a word or a nod.

In other words, from the point of view of the sect, there may not necessarily be a genius like Zhang Feng in a city.

But such an arrogant person can definitely win a city, a hundred cities, or even the entire Fengzhou.

When Zhang Feng saw that the matter was finished, he did not interfere with the elder's government affairs, and got up to leave.

The elder then got up, sent Zhang Feng to the outside of the hall, and said with a smile: "Don't delay Zhang Daoyou's cultivation. Next time, if there are these trivial things again, Zhang Daoyou doesn't have to come in person, just find a disciple to pass me a message. Cut Don't, don't, don't delay Daoist Zhang's practice."

"Thank you, elder." Zhang Feng clasped his fists in thanks.

"Hey~ Fellow Daoist Zhang, why are you being so polite?" The elder waved his hand, one city, it's a trivial matter.

"Friend Zhang Daoist" saw Zhang Feng leaving, and all the law enforcement disciples also smiled and said goodbye.

Zhang Feng returned the salutes one by one, said goodbye, and prepared to go back to his own mountain, explaining to Senior Brother Feng that it was done.

And so leisurely back.

Zhang Feng went back down the mountain from the south, and when he looked sideways at Senior Brother Feng who was eager to see through the mountain peak in the west, he also called out, "Senior Brother Feng."

After he found the voice and turned around anxiously.

Zhang Feng went up to the mountain peak, smiled and clasped his fists and said, "Now you should call City Lord Feng."

"You mean Zhang Daoyou?" Brother Feng showed excitement, and suddenly changed to a big gift, wanting to bow.

Zhang Feng stepped forward, put his shoulders on his shoulders, and didn't let him bow down, "It's just a trivial matter, it can't be a big gift from Senior Brother Feng."

After saying that, Zhang Feng waved his hand and walked towards the mountain stone table.

Senior Brother Feng shook his head, looking at the back of Zhang Feng going to the stone table, "Friend Zhang Daoist really helped me a lot! I"

"It's supposed to help each other." Zhang Feng walked to the table and made tea, "Senior Brother Feng traveled thousands of miles away, flew across the white clouds, and brought me into the sect. Today I will walk ten miles of mountain peaks to see off Senior Brother Feng, the emperor with a radius of thousands of miles. "

Zhang Feng turned around and picked up the teacup, and offered a respect from the air, "Such kindness, it should be so, friendship should be like this, you and I are so kind, why should we be so polite?"