The Emperor of the Immortal Realm

Chapter Fifteen, the third burial copper coffin

Great Zhen Holy Court, Yin Sector, Daqin City, Central Hall!

"Hua Qiliang? Do you want to seek an official in Great Zhen?" zombie Yan Chuan indifferently said.

"Yes!" Hua Qiliang slightly smiled.

All eyes are turned sideways.

"Who do you want?" zombie Yan Chuan said curiously.

"I don't want an official rank, I don't want a title, I want the position of Great Zhen Corps Head!" Hua Qiliang said affirmatively.

Corps Head?

In the great hall, the officials were suddenly surprised again, with a big tone!

Corps Head? Although it is only a serial number, this serial number has extremely important significance in Great Zhen. You should know that the entire Great Zhen now has only seven Corps Heads. Although the officials are different, each one gets the attention of the holy king!

"Corps Head? Ha, what can you do to be Great Zhen Corps Head?" Yan Chuan asked with a smile.

"This is my resume!" Hua Qiliang took out a jade slip.

Suddenly a close attendant came over.

Yan Chuan read with a hint of curiosity. Looking at it, Yan Chuan's expression moved slightly.

"The descendants of Saint?" Yan Chuan said curiously.

The descendants of Saint? Immediately above the court, countless officials looked at him again. Because this is not just a question of identity, but also a political issue. Saint’s descendants are courtiers, don’t they form an alliance with Saint?

Yan Chuan faintly smiled, throw the jade slip back.

"Not enough!" Yan Chuan shook his head.

Hua Qiliang was taken aback. Because Hua Qiliang didn't see a trace of excitement in Yan Chuan's eyes, Old Ancestor was Saint, and Yan Chuan's eyes didn't seem to care about Saint.

However, Hua Qiliang has a strong mentality after all. Instead of resenting Yan Chuan, there is more appreciation in his eyes. Satisfied with my choice.

"I know that Great Zhen uses the army fiercely. If it hadn’t taken care of recruiting Ghost Soldiers, it might have reached the capital of the two dynasties at this moment. Great Zhen is in urgent need of Ghost Soldiers. All the necromancers are entourage, both civil and military, and all have the talent of City Lord. It was assigned to me in the old Ancestor that year, and Great Zhen can be provided as soon as possible, so that the Holy King can manage the territory of the ten thousand ghosts as soon as possible!" Hua Qiliang said solemnly.

Ten thousand? The talent of City Lord?

In the great hall, the officials were suddenly surprised.

Be aware that Yin Sector Great Zhen is fighting the Quartet. The biggest problem is not sending troops, but managing the Quartet. Creatures and dead spirits are inborn conflicts. Although there are many creatures in Yin Sector, it is naturally impossible to compare with the number of dead spirits.

If there are 10,000 City Lords, the speed of the four-party warfare can definitely increase several times.

Everyone looked towards Yan Chuan.

"Not enough!" Yan Chuan said indifferently.

Hua Qiliang raised his brows and felt a little uncomfortable. After all, he has brought so many benefits, is it not enough to change Corps Head?

Not enough, Hua Qiliang didn’t get angry. He thought about it for a while, and then said again: “I can persuade You Sacred King to surrender. At worst, you can make You Sacred King retreat from the realm of ghosts!"

"oh?" Yan Chuan finally moved.

Persuade to surrender for a while?

Even Hua Qiliang's identity is impossible to make a holy king willing to give up his own country?

This is not a question of identity. Is Hua Qiliang showing his abilities?

Yan Chuan looks at people, first of all ability! Most of the major Corps Heads were able to achieve their abilities, and they were exceptionally recognized by Yan Chuan. If so, this Hua Qiliang is indeed amazing.

"Okay, I will tell Meng Tian to stop sending troops. If you can persuade you to surrender the Holy King You, I will allow you the Eighth Corps Head of Great Zhen!" Yan Chuan seriously said.

This is also Yan Chuan officially recognized Hua Qiliang, regardless of whether he can become Corps Head or not, it is recognized. At least Hua Qiliang has that spirit.

"Thank you, Saint King!" Hua Qiliang took a long breath to say with a smile.

Yan Chuan nodded.

"Also, the minister is willing to offer the Holy King!" Hua Qiliang said with a smile.

"oh?" Yan Chuan was surprised.

This hasn't been appointed, so bribes have started? To bribe the king?

Looking at Hua Qiliang, Yan Chuan's eyes flashed a little funny! Sigh for Hua Qiliang's courage!

"Kuang!"

Hua Qiliang probed his hand and took out a huge coffin.

Yan Chuan expression changed.

"The minister has read some of Great Zhen's materials and knows that the magic weapon of the Holy King is the Ancient Immortal tool'Bronze Burial Coffin'. It is very coincidental. Back then, my Old Ancestor got a bite by coincidence. Yu Chenyong, today presenting Buddha with borrowed flowers! Dedicated to the Holy King, hope that the Holy King will take Great Zhen to advance to Heavenly Court as soon as possible!" Hua Qiliang definitely said.

Bronze burial coffin?

Yan Chuan's expression moved slightly, and then looked towards Hua Qiliang and said: "Are you so sure that Great Zhen can advance to Heavenly Court?"

"Yes, so the ministers will come!" Hua Qiliang is extremely affirmed.

Look at Hua Qiliang, eyes slightly narrowed.

Yan Chuan has already seen Hua Qiliang's courage. With such an identity, he is willing to enter the holy court as a minister?

Judging from the level of the burial copper coffin, it has obviously been refining a lot. It should be a commonly used magic weapon.

Such tolerance and boldness are extremely rare in Great Zhen.

If the ability is as good as he said, then Great Zhen really picked up a treasure this time.

Yan Chuan was beckoned.

"weng!"

The burial copper coffin suddenly burst into azure light, and suddenly rippled. Then slowly flew towards Yan Chuan's palm.

Hua Qiliang's face was surprised.

Because of Yan Chuan's move, he actually erased his mark, and is completely refining at a terrifying speed? Deeper than refining yourself?

No, it’s not just refining, but it’s as if this was originally Yan Chuan’s. You know, this hand, even Old Ancestor, is impossible so perfect, right?

The bronze coffin for the funeral sky flew towards Yan Chuan, Yan Chuan flicked his sleeve, and the bronze coffin for the funeral sky disappeared suddenly.

"I didn't want to accept the courtesy, but this burial copper coffin is extremely important to me. I accept this gift, and I promise to return you an Immortal Artifact in the future!" Yan Chuan seriously said.

"Yes, thank Shengwang!" Hua Qiliang suddenly said with a smile.

Yan Chuan promises a daughter, Hua Qiliang is clear, besides, more importantly, Yan Chuan accepted the gift, the so-called shorthand for holding people.............

Yan Chuan nodded.

After the court, the courtiers were unable to calm down for a long time.

Successfully bought an official?

Of course, everyone can see that Hua Qiliang’s purchase of officials is not about identity, subordinates, or gifts. What really makes the Saint King look after, or is it ability to buy officials?

Some people are envious, but what's the use of envy? He is not so bold.

Besides the Imperial Palace, it is also waiting for Hua Qiliang's subordinates.

After receiving the news of the meeting in the central hall, all the subordinates were suddenly at a loss.

"Young Master, you are too frustrated. You have paid so much to get a chance to become the eighth Corps Head. It's just an opportunity? I don't think it's worth it! What's so good about Great Zhen?" A subordinate is not reconciled.

Hua Qiliang shook his head and said: "There are some things that you don't understand. Also, from now on, I am also an official of Great Zhen. From now on, I don't want to hear you belittle Great Zhen!"

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"Yes!" Everyone can only feel helpless.

Looking back, Hua Qiliang looked towards the distant central hall breathes deeply.

"Isn't it worth it? No, Hua Qiliang will never read it wrong!" Hua Qiliang's eyes condensed.

"Go!" Hua Qiliang called.

"Where to go?" The subordinates said blankly.

"Go to the capital of You Sacred Court, I'm going to see You Sacred King!" Hua Qiliang said solemnly.

"Huh? Really?" The subordinates were surprised.

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Frontline. Meng Tian Chinese Army Camp.

A group of soldiers stand up respectfully.

"Head coach, we are ready, Master Li Si has also recruited enough talents, when will we send troops!"

"Yes, coach, my gun is already hungry. It's hard to bear!"

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A crowd The soldiers are eagerly eagerly waiting for Meng Tian's order.

Meng Tian smiled and looked at everyone, just about to say something.

"The imperial decree is here!"

A shout from the outside world interrupted everyone.

Meng Tian immediately went out and welcomed the group with generals.

Soon, an eunuch entered.

"Chen Mengtian, pay homage to the holy king, long live the holy king absolutely!" Meng Tian saluted.

"Master Meng doesn't need to be like this, hehe, the old slave is just here to pass a message!" The eunuch said politely.

"There is a decree in the sacred decree, cut down the army of the sacred court, stop advancing!" The eunuch reader said.

"Huh?" The generals suddenly looked towards the eunuch in surprise.

"The minister abides by the decree!" Meng Tian took the decree.

"The Holy King knew that Master Meng would be confused, so let me bring a secret letter to you! Let you not reveal it." The eunuch handed out a letter again.

Meng Tian looked at it quickly.

"Oh? Hua Qiliang?" Meng Tian showed a hint of surprise.

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Ten Thousand Ghosts Territory, Liluo City, Xingluo Chess Hall.

Xingluo Chess Hall is a large chess house, all around carved columns and painted buildings, and the environment is extremely elegant. There are chessboards in various pavilions, which is convenient for some chess hobbyists to come and play chess.

The chess hall has set up a large number of gambling games, allowing some other people to bet on the winning or losing of some chess players.

In a hall of Xingluo Chess Hall.

A woman is drinking tea.

The appearance of the woman is very beautiful when viewed from the left side. However, on the right half of her face, there is a long scar. The scar affects the beauty of the whole person and looks slightly hideous.

The woman is sitting on a chair, drinking tea, looking at a portrait hanging on the wall, and looking at it, she seems to be crazy.

In the portrait, it is Yi Feng, the head of the Great Zhen Second Army.

"Hall Master, Hall Master, it's not good, someone has come to kick the hall!" A maid ran out of the hall and said anxiously.

The maid came in, and the woman turned her hand over, and suddenly turned the picture on the wall against the wall, as if this picture can only be appreciated by herself.

"What's the matter?" Female complexion sank.

"I don’t know, it started three days ago. An extremely powerful chess player has come. He has always won, has always won, and soon, it is even more arrogant one-to-ten! The whole Xingluo chess The hall is getting uproarious, and the other chess players are not playing anymore, so all go to see the man playing chess!" the maid anxiously said.

"One-to-ten? Who would dare to come to my Xingluo Chess Hall to make trouble?" The woman stared suddenly and stood up.

"I don’t know, this person won the chess. He doesn’t want the immortal stones. I will put all the immortal stones in. He also said that if anyone can beat him, all the immortal stones belong to that person. No one can win. He always wins!" said the maid.

"oh?"

"By the way, Liluo chess saints and Tianyuan chess saints are here! They know that someone is coming to kick the hall, they have arrived early! The two chess saints are but Very enthusiastic about Hall Master!" The maid said immediately.

"hmph, enthusiasm? Come on! Go, go and see!" said the woman.