Time passed slowly, and more than half a month passed in a flash.
Soon it was the day when the county town demon division recruited personnel.
On this day, early in the morning.
Before waiting for Lu Changsheng to get up, Fang Qing and her brother came to his yard and waited early.
A few days ago, the two received the news.
Today, the two were even more excited.
Fang Qing seemed to be dreaming. The dandy boy who walked the streets all day suddenly entered the martial arts
and had to participate in the selection of the demon division. This was a little unexpected for her.
Soon, Lu Changsheng got up, washed, and walked out.
The moment he saw Fang Qing, his face was stunned.
There was some carbon ash on her face, covering up her original rosy complexion.
Her clothes were also very loose, just like any other farm girl.
It seemed that she was quite smart and knew how to hide her shortcomings, otherwise she would have been killed over the years.
"Let's go."
Lu Changsheng smiled and took the lead to walk out of the yard.
Fang Qing and her brother followed quickly.
The three of them left the yard and walked along the street.
Both sides were full of sewage and rotting animal corpses, emitting a foul smell.
The three of them frowned.
If conditions allowed, they would like to move away from here as soon as possible.
At this time, figures gradually appeared on the street.
Today is a good day for the Demon Suppression Division to recruit personnel, and many civilians are also preparing to go to the central square to observe.
On weekdays, some civilians are successfully selected, and their names are famous throughout Changping County.
This makes many lower-class people very excited, and they fantasize that one day they can be so powerful.
Even if most people cannot achieve their wish, they can still brag about it at the wine table.
Some neighbors did not talk to Lu Changsheng and his two companions when they saw them, and were very cold.
Lu Changsheng was also happy with this.
Ever since his father passed away, many neighbors seemed to be avoiding him like a plague god.
They would not even come to him if they could not hide.
"Huh... When Uncle Lu was here, he took good care of Aunt Wang..."
Fang Tao looked indignant.
He is young, so he naturally cannot tolerate any grain of sand in his eyes.
In his opinion, some people are simply ungrateful and too hateful.
"Brother, stop complaining."
Fang Qing smiled faintly and said a word of comfort.
She was also quite dissatisfied with this in her heart.
However, Lu Changsheng would soon enter the government, so he didn't care much about these neighbors,
and he would just not have any contact with them in the future.
The three of them walked in silence and slowly headed towards the central square.
After half a cup of tea.
Suddenly, bursts of chanting came from the intersection ahead, and the momentum was quite huge.
"The Mingzun came to the world to save all living beings, the burning holy fire purifies the filth..."
A group of men in white robes walked towards the intersection, with a magnificent momentum.
They were still chanting.
The loud voice resounded throughout the street.
Seeing this, many nearby people immediately stood on both sides, with awe on their faces.
In their eyes, these people are living Bodhisattvas who "save the suffering and the distressed."
Whenever there is a minor illness or disaster at home, there is no need to take medicine, just drink some magical talisman water.
Over time, many civilians naturally became more and more convinced.
"It's the people of the Wenxiang Sect."
Fang Qing lowered her voice and hurriedly pulled Lu Changsheng and Fang Tao aside to make way.
There was still a trace of fear in her eyes.
She has always been quite taboo about the gods.
Lu Changsheng did not resist and let Fang Qing pull him away.
He looked up at the group of believers in front of him.
The leader was tall, with two flames embroidered on his white robe, which was very conspicuous.
A pair of tiger eyes carried a trace of murderous aura, and there was a gleam of brilliance in them when he looked around.
And this person's temples were also bulging high.
"Martial arts master!"
Just one glance, Lu Changsheng knew that this person's cultivation was not shallow, at least above the flesh refining level.
With his strength, he might not be able to defeat them for the time being.
Lu Changsheng quietly watched the other group of people go away, and then continued to walk forward with the two siblings.
However, just this one thing made his heart suddenly heavy.
In his memory, these people from the Wenxiang Sect only operated outside the city in the past, but only appeared frequently in the city in the past six months.
It seemed that they were gradually testing the reaction of the government.
This made him suddenly alert.
Lu Changsheng was not naive to think that the other party was here to save all living beings.
When a dynasty gradually weakened, some monsters often emerged at the first time.
These people must have ulterior motives.
Changping County is his place of residence. If there is any unrest, he will be the first to bear the brunt.
With his current strength, it is difficult for him to go to the city alone.
It is still extremely dangerous in the wilderness.
After a while, Lu Changsheng and the other two came to a large central square.
He looked up.
There was a high platform in the center of the square with three chairs on it.
At this time, three middle-aged men were sitting on the chairs, their faces very majestic.
The three men were wearing flying eagle uniforms and holding long swords in their hands. Under the sunlight, the glow was flickering.
These three people were the official demon-suppressing envoys who presided over the ceremony today.
In the east of the square, there were three huge tripods of different sizes.
The tripod had three legs and was made of brass, which was obviously very heavy.
A large number of figures were densely packed around the three large tripods, and there were voices everywhere, and it was noisy.
According to the memory in his mind, Lu Changsheng also knew the function of these tripods, which was to select personnel.
Very simple and crude.
The three giant tripods weigh 1,600 jin, 1,200 jin, and 800 jin respectively.
In the past, as long as you could lift the 800-jin giant tripod, you would be considered successful.
With the strength of an ordinary Stone Skin Realm warrior, the full force of both arms is enough to lift the 800-jin giant tripod over your head.
Generally, the most ordinary warriors have a huge strength of 800 jin when they first enter the skin refining.
When the skin refining is perfect, it is about 2,000 jin, and those with extraordinary talents will be even more amazing.
As long as ordinary people can step into the skin refining, they will have the opportunity to join the Demon Suppression Division.
This is also the rule set by the court for hundreds of years, in order to give the lower-level civilians a chance to rise.
After passing this level, you will become an apprentice demon suppressor,
and only after a one-year probation period can you officially become a yellow-level demon suppressor.
As for why it is divided into three levels, he doesn't know.
Lu Changsheng guessed that it might be related to the next step of entering the Demon Suppression Division.
"Changsheng, hurry up and sign up."
Fang Qing pointed to an old man in a black robe in front of him and said softly.
Lu Changsheng smiled and nodded.
Then he walked forward.
There were already many figures lined up in front of the old man, all of whom came to challenge today.
It is very difficult for ordinary warriors to practice. As long as they can successfully join the Demon Suppression Division,
there are many benefits, and some people naturally flock to it.
Some people even forcibly stimulate their potential and waste their lifespan to step into the skin refining, and they also come to try their luck.
This kind of people accounts for the vast majority of civilians.
Lu Changsheng also honestly lined up at the back.
As the figures in front gradually decreased, it was soon Lu Changsheng's turn.
"Name?"
"Lu Changsheng."
"Age?"
"Twenty."
"Martial arts cultivation, what technique do you practice?"
"Skin refining, iron shirt."
Lu Changsheng answered one by one with a smile.
When the old man heard about the iron shirt, his face was stunned. He also knew this "famous" technique,
but he didn't expect that there are still people who are not afraid of death.
Every year, some civilians refine themselves to death. It is unexpected that Lu Changsheng, at such a young age, also chooses to take risks.
A group of warriors stood in the queue at the back, and there was a hint of strangeness in their eyes.
Everyone regarded Lu Changsheng as a warrior who forcibly stimulated his potential to practice.
Then the old man took out a wooden sign with a look of regret and handed it to Lu Changsheng.
"This is an identity certificate. It cannot be replaced if lost."
"Thank you, senior."
Lu Changsheng bowed, took the token, and then turned around and walked back.
He did not give any explanation.
It would be better if he could hide. It was obviously not worth it to be in the limelight for a while.
Fortunately, no one came out to ridicule. Such scenes are rarely seen.
For people with whom they have a casual relationship, ordinary people don't bother to pay attention.
If it is an enemy, they will try every means to kill the other party behind his back. Verbal disputes are very low-level for warriors.
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