Lord of the Low Version System

I saw a mess of black dots on one side of the paper, and a dignified portrait of a treasurer on the other.

There was an official wife who could not help but read the words beside the portrait:

"People who listen to the subtlety of the poor, and sincerely turn their dangers into peace, look beautiful."

If there are no following four words, this ad word is quite high-end and high-end, but with these four words, the style of the painting is abrupt, and the style is suddenly reduced, similar to the small card behind the hotel.

However, all of these officials and wives were staring at the four words intently, and then turned to Ma Bian's handsome face that had caused trouble to the country and the people.

I dare not expect the level of Ma Daxian, but only one tenth of him is satisfied, and he is willing to live less than twenty years!

No, thirty years!

通 Xi Tong, who was just connected to the humanoid emperor, immediately heard the added value of the power of faith.

This is not the power of ordinary faith, but the power of faith of fanatics.

Understanding the cause and effect of the incident, Xi Tong could not help but sigh. Confucius was right, but it was difficult for the prodigal mothers and the bear children.

I was really crazy.

In order to be beautiful, even dare to reduce her life by 30 years. If Xi Tong is a demon or an evil god, she can deprive her of 30 years of life by special methods.

At the same time, Ma Bian's mind sounded a system prompt: "Ding! A total of 10 fanatics have been developed, and the task is completed."

As a result, Ma Bian, who was still amused and kind-hearted just now, looked pale.

"Dear ladies, please come back, the poor road is about to practice."

Although he was ordered to sacrifice guests, these officials and wives did not feel any discomfort, but instead saluted respectfully, and then stepped back cautiously. No sound was heard during the whole process.

I was sure that those people had left, and Ma Bian immediately bowed and saluted, "I've seen Xianchang!"

The space channel opened, and the humanoid emperor appeared instantly on the stool in front of Ma Bian's eyes.

"Ma Bian, the mission is well done, even 10 cult believers have been developed so quickly, and the teachers will be rewarded for their merit. I am instructed to come and pass on some of your cultivation skills."

Hearing this, Ma Bian was instantly grateful to his knees and fell to the ground.

The magical tricks of the Wuxian family, they got it so quickly.

当 Although it is attractive to be an official, being immortal is even more tempting.

"Thanks for a long gift!"

Ma Bian knows his identity and is not qualified to be a horse or a horse, so he dare not say things like thank the organization for caring and the teacher training.

Xi Xitong nodded, and then spread a foundation building method of the fairy sword world.

"The immortal method is too powerful and you can't afford it for the time being, so I will pass on a sword practice practiced by the disciples of the Shushan Sword School."

"Cultivate this sword technique, you can control the sword with your breath, and you can walk with your heart; if you practice to the point where you are in full fire, you can take the first level beyond a hundred steps; it is also the basis for flying with the sword."

Ma Mabian salivated.

Xun Yujian didn't dare to hope, but the ability to take the first level beyond this hundred steps was too powerful. With this ability, who else in the world is his opponent.

"But ..."

I heard Shang Xian's words, and Ma Bian's heart suddenly fell 3,000.

Xi Xi coughed, "However, the human world has been invaded by the barbarians for many years, the dragon veins have lost their vitality, and the immortal road has been cut off. The power of this practice is also greatly reduced."

Ma Mabian was relieved in his heart, and it was better to discount. It was better than nothing.

Xi Xitong raised his hand and passed him a sword control skill.

When he felt something appearing in his mind, Ma Bian's eyes widened-did he learn?

Xi Xitong snorted, "What do you think of the fairy house means? If Xia Lian San Fu and Dian Jiu Jiu Nine, how can he be at ease!"

Ma Bian thinks that it makes sense. If the gods still practice the cantilever beams and thorns, it will not be fun at all.

According to the impulse to resist the sword, Ma Bian knelt on the ground and said, "Shangxian, my fame has spread to the officialdom, the folk, and the practice world. I don't know what to do next?"

Xi Xitong groaned for a few seconds pretending to be a pretender, "A businessman with a red top, of course, he will finalize the matter of Red Top first."

This is in the middle of Ma Bian's conscience. In the final analysis, he is still a bit of a fan, even if he claims to be a "man who becomes Jiang Ziya", he still wants to be an official for a few days.

Ma Bian nodded his head and said gratefully, "Shangxian, it will be Qiu Jiu soon. I have already done a good job for the gentlemen in the county. It should not be a problem to take a freshman exam this year."

Xi Xitong waved his hand, "It's too slow!"

According to the imperial examination system of the Qing empire, from Tong Sheng to the entrance exam, even if Xi Tong helped cheat, it took three years.

"It's not for you to take the first prize, just buy an official to do it, and then slowly move up in the future."

"Remember, this is the court of slavery. The more capable a Han Chinese is, the more guarded you are, the less likely it will be reused."

This……

Ma Mabian didn't know what to do.

In his heart, being an official should still be on the right path, and the examinations should be taken all the way. But after hearing the words of Shangxian, I immediately understood.

He is of Han nationality and is a Han of Lingnan. Because of the court of the Southern Ming Dynasty, he is shorter than the Han of the Yellow River and cannot be reused at all.

"It's me confused." Ma Bian worshiped sincerely, "If it weren't for the guidance of the immortal, I wouldn't understand this until death."

"Xunzi can teach!" Xi Tong nodded. "The banner people in Huangshi Town are almost done. Ask them for a martial arts job. Then go out to catch the thief, earn some credit, and climb step by step."

Bandit? Catch a thief?

Suddenly Ma Mabian was in the world. Manqing sat in the world for more than a hundred years and never relaxed his vigilance, let alone rebellion, that is, a few ambiguous words could be copied and destroyed.

I would rather kill three thousand by mistake than let one go.

If there is a rumor of rebellion in somewhere, or if the court official is killed, the first evil is found. If you ca n’t find it, draw a circle on the map.

It is this cold-blooded and cruel method. The anti-Qing Ming forces of the people are like avoiding the viper, lest their home be drawn a circle someday.

Xi Tong sneered: "The slavery was too heavy to kill ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~, and the grievances were soaring. You can hear the grievances on the 33rd heaven. If not, how did the elders of the division notice the mortals? thing."

"In the past dynasties, there were shelters of heaven and earth, and no beasts were allowed to become sperm, and the dead were not allowed to become ghosts. But the slaves went against the sky, and there was no shelter of heaven, and I do n’t know how many charms are hidden in this world."

Ma Mabian nodded, and immediately remembered the country legend.

Many Buddhist monks with profound dharma and ethics have been compiled by the Qing court as their minions. Each time they slaughter the city, they will overdo the undead and incinerate the corpses to prevent corpses.

即便 However, there are still many folk legends about zombies biting people and killing ghosts.

Ma Mabian even saw the corpse change with his own eyes, but he was killed by a special monk team before the corpse became climatic.

上 Is Shangxian asking me to catch ghosts and kill zombies?

"Ding! Get a new mission ..."