In the Demon Suppression Division, the Iron-Cutting Sword Technique is perfected

Just as Gu Cheng was thinking secretly.

On the other side, the conversation between the black-shirted lieutenants continued.

"I heard that the dragon turtle's defense is extremely strong, and even many masters of the innate realm can't do anything to it. How come it was suddenly killed by a 'newcomer' this time?"

The bearded lieutenant looked puzzled.

"Who is the newcomer? Is he the heir of Mingjian Villa? Or a monk of Puzhao Temple?"

"Uh... I heard from the people in the Foreign Affairs Hall that the newcomer seems to have the surname Gu. As for his background... I asked his teammates who were traveling with him before, and they kept silent."

"So low-key? I guess that young man Gu should be a genius secretly cultivated by a big force, right?"

Hearing this, the lieutenants at the same table nodded one after another. In their impressions, such a powerful "dark horse" could never be an amateur from a grassroots background.

But then, a voice of opposition came from the next table.

"I say, what kind of backward news are you guys talking about?"

A tall and strong lieutenant put down his chopsticks and looked at the people at the next table with disdain.

"Didn't you hear what the brothers in the pharmacy said? The dragon turtle was severely injured by the thunder magic more than half a month ago, and its strength was greatly reduced.

I'm afraid it couldn't even move at that time, so that kid surnamed Gu took advantage of it.

He seems to have made great contributions, but in fact, he is just a 'lucky guy' who got the credit for nothing."

"Ah???"

The black-shirted lieutenants at the next table were immediately in an uproar.

"So... that kid is really lucky!"

"That's right, I can do it too!"

"Alas~ Luck is also a part of strength, you can't deny it..."

The lieutenants were talking about it, and the sour taste in their words was so bad that they probably didn't need to dip dumplings in vinegar.

Gu Cheng listened carefully and couldn't help but smile.

Although he did get a big bargain this time.

But because he was too low-key these days, Fang Xu and others did not reveal the information of his savior, and as a result, the gossip became more and more outrageous.

Now, in the eyes of his colleagues, Gu Cheng has almost become Ding Zhen from another world.

At a glance, it was pure dog shit luck!

Just as Gu Cheng was secretly complaining in his heart.

Wang Lin, the personal guard of General Xu, strode into the cafeteria.

He looked around, and when he found Gu Cheng, his eyes suddenly lit up and he hurried over.

"Master Gu! I finally found you!"

Wang Lin's smile was humble and flattering. He bowed slightly to Gu Cheng and said respectfully:

"The final test results have been approved. You are ranked first in this test with an absolute advantage!"

"Now the top five newcomers are waiting to receive the reward in the Ministry of Internal Affairs. I heard that Venerable Linghai will personally present the award. You should go with me!"

"Well, I know."

Gu Cheng nodded slightly, feeling quite excited.

After waiting for so many days, it's finally the day to receive the reward!

He no longer hesitated, put all the half-eaten food on the table into the storage bag, and then left with Wang Lin.

Looking at the backs of the two people going away.

The expressions of several black-shirted lieutenants sitting nearby suddenly became strange.

"Master Gu? Chief?!"

"Wait... Could he be the lucky guy?"

When they read this, all the lieutenants took a deep breath.

Especially the tall and strong lieutenant who broke the news first, his face turned pale with fear.

"Hiss--Oh no! He was sitting nearby just now, he must have heard our private discussion!"

"Will he bear a grudge against me for gossiping so much and secretly make things difficult for me in the future?"

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Let's not talk about how those passers-by were worried.

Gu Cheng came to the Ministry of Internal Affairs under the leadership of Wang Lin and walked into a spacious room.

The decoration in the room was quite exquisite, and a circle of mahogany armchairs were placed around the center of the hall, like a place specially used for meetings.

At this time, there were already four people waiting in the room.

They sat down in the four directions of the room in order of ranking, and the seat for the leader was just vacant.

With the arrival of Gu Cheng, the chief, several vague glances suddenly fell on him.

"..."

Gu Cheng was unmoved by this and walked straight to the chief's seat and sat down.

Then he looked around and quietly looked at several other colleagues.

The fifth place was a handsome little monk with scars on his bald head.

If nothing unexpected happened, he should be a martial monk from Puzhao Temple.

JustThe little monk was too thin, and looked so fragile that he would fall down if touched.

After feeling Gu Cheng's gaze, he nodded in a friendly manner, and his attitude was quite polite.

"I heard that the unique skill of Puzhao Temple, "Vajra Glazed Body", is known as the best body-refining skill in Tianshui County.

But looking at the skinny appearance of this little monk, he doesn't look like a normal body-refining cultivator at all..."

Gu Cheng nodded in return and turned to look at another person.

The fourth place was a stern young man with long silver-white hair. The arrogance revealed between his eyebrows was exactly the same as Chen Xuejiao before.

Obviously, this silver-haired young man was also a descendant from Mingjian Villa.

At this time, he was looking at Gu Cheng with a smile, and his face was quite unfriendly, as if he had a lot of opinions about Gu Cheng, the "unworthy" chief.

The third place was a black-faced man with a firm expression.

He was about thirty years old. Although he was not good-looking, his eyes were surprisingly bright. He was obviously a cultivator with a strong mind.

He just looked up and glanced at Gu Cheng's arrival, and then stopped paying attention to him, with a look of disdain and arrogance.

The last person was a short-haired woman with fair skin, beautiful appearance and heroic spirit.

At this time, she was sitting on a chair with her eyes closed, and her internal Qi was running, driving the black shirt on her body to move without wind.

"Are you practicing at this time?"

Gu Cheng couldn't help but look sideways.

The other party's hard-working posture reminded him of those female academic masters who took a booklet to memorize words while waiting for the bus.

Not only that, Gu Cheng also sensed a familiar majestic aura from the short-haired woman, like the roar of a blue dragon.

It was the famous top-level technique in the Demon Suppression Division - "Blue Dragon Hundred Refining"!

Obviously, this "female academic bully" is not only very hardworking, but also one of the strongest talents in cultivation.

Counting Gu Cheng, the chief.

The five men and women in the room are the five strongest newcomers selected by the Demon Suppression Division this year.

They are also the best young talents in Tianshui County!

"Among these five people, except for me and the short-haired woman, the other three are the descendants of other major forces..."

Gu Cheng sat on the mahogany chair, thinking silently in his heart.

First-class forces such as Mingjian Villa and Puzhao Temple have been friendly with the Demon Suppression Division for generations.

Although they survived the previous "Great Purge", they were also scared by the domineering and bloody style of the Demon Suppression Division.

In order to show their loyalty to the big brother of the Demon Suppression Division, they took the initiative to send their young talents over.

On the surface, they came to deepen the relationship between the two sides and take advantage of the Demon Suppression Division. In reality, there was also a bit of the role of "the prince came to Beijing as a hostage".

At this time, the wooden door of the room was pushed open again.

A female lieutenant wearing a golden crown and a black shirt walked in quickly and stood in the center of the room.

On her shoulder, there was a snow-white bird, with a pair of black bird eyes that were very smart and looked quite cute.

Seeing the arrival of one person and one bird.

The other four people in the room stood up together, clasped their fists and saluted, and said respectfully:

"Greetings to the Venerable 'Spirit Bird'!"