A swarm of heavy artillery bombarded the cultivators

"The demon clan invaded, and hundreds of millions of mortals were slaughtered and turned into dinner and livestock raised by the demon clan."

"I don't want to see this situation deteriorate again."

On the throne of six paths, the young man in green spoke slowly, and his voice spread in all directions.

"Therefore, I want to rebuild the mountains and rivers."

Many True Lords became energetic and listened carefully, unwilling to let go of any word or any possible hidden meaning.

Because this is related to your future wealth, life, path, life and death.

What’s more, this is Tianjun demarcating Tianjun’s Northern Plains!

Just like Shuoyang Tianjun ten thousand years ago, and the Patriarchs of Six Paths even further back, such things had happened in their respective eras when they dominated Beiyuan. The final result really affected the fate, life and death of countless immortal cultivators in Beiyuan for ten thousand years.

The only thing they can do is adapt.

No matter what the will of the Heavenly Lord is, whether it is just or narrow-minded, whether it is the right way or the evil way, the only thing they can do is adapt.

Otherwise, it is death and elimination.

"So, I will establish an organization to manage Beiyuan, called Beiyuan Tushan Court."

Jiang Ding said calmly.

Kitahara Tushan Atrium.

Many True Lords were inexplicably relieved as they chanted this name.

It seems that this Heavenly Lord is not very obsessed with his sect and family, which is a great good thing.

This means that Tianjun will not ban all dharma, limit the talents he cultivates to blood descendants, or a very small number of direct disciples, and suppress any other people who take the lead in cultivating immortals.

Fanaticism arose in many people's hearts.

Many powerful True Lords, such as True Lord Tianyang, True Lord Xufang, True Lord Xueyun, Mu Tianxue, Han Lin, Yin Dao and others who thought they had a glimmer of hope of becoming gods became excited.

"My lord, why not call it Beiyuan Xianting?"

The maid of Zhenyang looked like a charming and naive girl. She had always been lazy and lacked respect for Shangguan. She asked curiously: "The Divine Court in the East China Sea and the Heavenly Demon Dynasty in the West Desert look much more majestic than our Tushan Courtyard."

"Would this weaken the reputation?"

Many true kings looked sideways, admiring her boldness.

"Immortal Court..."

"Too arrogant."

Jiang Ding laughed dumbly: "Your lord, I just killed a god-transforming monk, who is as small as dust in the realm. Where does he have the courage to call himself Immortal Court?"

"Tushan Atrium is very good and accurately describes the facts."

In daily life, Jiang Ding is actually very easy-going. As long as he doesn't violate the bottom line, he usually won't start killing. Therefore, many maids are not too afraid of him.

"Oh, got it."

The maid of Zhenyang said obediently.

"Functions of the Kitahara Tuzan Atrium,"

Jiang Ding paused and continued: "In order to control the entire Beiyuan, be responsible for all taxation, spiritual agriculture, weapon refining industry, alchemy industry, talisman industry, breeding industry, war and other matters in Beiyuan, and ensure that the entire Beiyuan is covered Under the light of "Tushan Law".

"All organizations, sects, gangs, and families in Beiyuan must come to Dutushan Court within ten years to register and obtain recognition."

"Otherwise, it will be razed to the ground."

“The leader who commits the crime of illegal organization shall be executed.”

Many true kings felt chilled in their hearts.

At this moment, they were very lucky that they came immediately after hearing the news about Tianjun. Otherwise, if they could not find an official position in Tushan Court, they would probably face a very miserable end.

There are a few casual cultivators who always claim to be idle clouds and wild cranes. They don't care who rules Beiyuan, whether it's the Great Sun Sect, the Yao Clan, or the Six Paths Sect, and they only want to dominate their own one-third of an acre of land.

Now, they might be in trouble.

It would have been better if he had shown weakness earlier and obeyed, but if he did not know destiny, his death would only be instantaneous.

"Under the Tushan Atrium,"

"There are eight sects including the Farming Sect, the Weapon Refining Sect, the Alchemy Sect, the Talisman Sect, the Formation Sect, the Zhengzong Sect, the Sword Sect, and the Military Sect."

Jiang Ding continued: "The inheritances from various places in Beiyuan, including all the past god-level inheritances, will be divided into categories and placed in each sect in exchange for merit."

"The original old sects will be retained, but they must accept the orders of the new eight sects."

"In principle, the new eight sect leaders, with the exception of the Zhengzong and the Military Sect, should be temporarily managed by those with the most profound attainments in agriculture, weapon refining, alchemy, etc., until the real six sect leaders with profound attainments in various fields and up to the standard of meritorious deeds emerge. ”

"Master Masamune..."

"The role will be taken by True Lord Caiyu."

Jiang Ding thought for a moment and appointed Gong Caiyu, the former maid of Xunfeng, as the administrative manager of Tushan Atrium in Beiyuan, responsible for the systematic Tushan transformation of the entire Beiyuan, as well as the establishment of the most important financial and taxation system.

This matter is what he attaches most importance to, and it is also the foundation of the new organization of Beiyuan Tushan Zhongting. Training, marching, and war all require huge supplies of materials.

In this regard, the Tushan maid group, especially the political maids among them, have experienced a lot over the years and are the most suitable people.

Naturally, Gong Caiyu was chosen because she was the most loyal and ranked first among many True Lords.

As for the fact that she is the most senior among the maids in the political department, this reason is secondary and not very important.

The Maid of the Political Work Department is a tight-knit organization. Anyone chosen can do a good job in transforming Beiyuan. The organizational ability does not depend on one person.

These political maids are one of the important assets Jiang Ding has accumulated over hundreds of years.

"Yes, my lord!"

Gong Caiyu's eyes were bright.

She bowed her hand and had no fear of the extremely difficult task of managing the entire Beiyuan.

"The Master of the Military Sect, by..."

Jiang Ding swept through the nine maids one by one.

In terms of military ability, to put it bluntly, his nine maids are the top in Beiyuan. Others, such as Xueliuyun, Yin Dao, Lieyang Jianzi, Han Lin, and Mu Tianxue, have strong personal abilities. Far above the same level, but their ability in military formation is far inferior to them.

Because the nine maids received a castrated version of the immortal military education.

With military formations, the military education of the Immortal Sect across the realm!

At this time, many maids focused their attention on Chun Jian, the maid of spring, the leader of the Tushan maid group, thinking that she had the greatest hope.

Even Chunjian himself thought so, and showed a slightly reserved expression unconsciously.

"The Maid of Xunfeng."

Jiang Ding's eyes fell on Hei Louxi and said calmly.

"I?"

Hei Louxi, who was born in a collateral line of the Hei family, was shocked and couldn't believe it.

"Your military formation ability is currently the strongest among the Nascent Soul monks in Beiyuan."

Jiang Ding said calmly: "You will become the sect master of the Military Sect and command all the monk armies in Beiyuan, including the Tushan Maid Corps, and the subsequent establishment of the Great Sun Sword Capital and the Hunyuan Fatian Capital, until the way of military formation is stronger. , and a monk with more military exploits than you appears."

"Within Beiyuan, no matter what the position is, everyone above the Jindan level must register with the military sect, practice military formations, and pass the assessment, so that they can take up any position in each sect."

"In time of war, any monk has the obligation to fight."

"This is the basis and a necessary requirement."

He didn't ask Hei Louxi's wishes and directly announced the result.

"I……"

Chun Jian, the maid of spring, looked gloomy, not daring to make any objections and lowered her head.

She knew that this was her last mistake that led to today's results.

She no longer has any advantage in loyalty. She can only rely on hard power to fight with others. If she wins, she will be promoted. Other than that, she will not receive any preferential treatment.

Now, it is defeated in the competition of hard power.

"Here!"

"Thank you, Lord!"

An uncontrollable smile appeared on Hei Louxi's lips, and he agreed immediately.