Chapter 50 Tax Collection

Yu Jian of the Salary Hall introduced the basic situation, management scope, true responsibilities, and so on.

Jinyang knows that there are three islands in the world: Zuzhou, Yingzhou, Xuanzhou, Yanzhou, Changzhou, Yuanzhou, Liuzhou, Shengzhou, Fenglinzhou and Juguzhou. The overseas three immortal islands are called abbot, Fusang and Penglai. The three islands are not inaccessible all year round.

The mountain gate where Jinyang is located is located in Zuzhou, which is one of the most powerful sects in the world. It completely dominates everything in Zuzhou. Tianmen is located in the center of Zuzhou and where the dragon vein is located.

One of the biggest tasks of true disciples is to collect taxes. Once every 50 years, if it is not completed, they will be directly defeated. Thinking that I will go to the Tianjietai immediately, and I won't have time to finish it in the future. That's bad luck. It's better to go now. It should be too late to read the introduction on Yujian.

Jin Yang thought about it and immediately chose to retreat. The pure yang spirit is enough for Jinyang to step up a step.

In a month, Jinyang re-examined the world of Tiangong and the Holy Light. The heavenly power is unpredictable. You have to speculate more about it. The Holy Light World has finally condensed a second prohibition and only found a few times stronger for the time being. As for the change of Yuanshen's cultivation in a month and breaking through to the six changes of Yuanshen, Jinyang is full of joy. According to this momentum, he will definitely achieve it in these years.

The wind is gentle and the sun is beautiful, the mountains are full of small flowers, and the mountains are well organized, and Jinyang is very satisfied. The wind went to Tianzhu Mountain. Standing at the gate of the Salary Hall, Jinyang couldn't help thinking of the humiliation he had suffered for the first time.

"I don't know where the real disciples receive the task every 50 years?" Jinyang entered the door and asked a person who came to do business. Go straight to the innermost room," the man said and left.

The entrance to the hall is a passage next to dozens of people in the hall. Jinyang walked in smoothly, quiet, and there was no one, which was completely different from the bustle outside. Touch twice.

"Come in."

Jinyang pushed the door and entered, and the room was full of bookshelves, leaving only a one-wide aisle, and a roll of special paper emitting the fragrance of ink.

"Brother, I'm here to complete the task of a true disciple," Jin Yang said to the man who was still lying on the table. Well, you go and bring the second bookshelf on the left side of the entrance and the file at the bottom," the man didn't raise his head and ordered.

Jin Yang turned around to get the scroll and stood in front of the bookshelf. The seven or eight shelves were full, and there was only one file at the bottom. Other files have traces of turning, and this one seems to have never been moved and has never been ignored.

He lowered his waist and picked up the file and saw that it said Lishan Sword School. Opening it, the first page recorded that Qingwei Zhenren was founded in the Middle Ages, and there was no word on the second page. Jin Yang quickly turned the file over and couldn't help but be secretly shocked. This Lishan Sword School is really powerful and has not paid a tax so far. .

"Brother, this Lishan sword faction has not paid taxes once so far," Jin Yang asked in a low voice.

The brother sleeping on the table raised his head, looked at Jin Yang in a daze, and stared at him for a while and said, "None?" Jinyang quickly spread the file in front of him. The senior brother quickly looked over and sighed, "Brother, this Lishan Sword School has not paid taxes once. You can collect it this time. I'll calculate it."

Jin Yang said in his heart, "Can you change to another sect?"

"No" didn't raise his head, just wrote on the paper. A quarter of an hour passed, and the paper covering the table was all full.

"Brother, this time you go to Lishanjian to send to collect it." The senior brother stopped, looked up at Jinyang and said, "From medieval accumulation to today, you have to receive 100 million top-grade Lingjing."

Jin Yang's heart burst and he was shocked: "Brother, are you kidding? How much is 100 million, 100 million high-quality Lingjing?"

The senior brother turned pale and said, "I don't know. It's just that according to the rules of the salary hall, if you don't receive it, you have to pay it at one time. It's the lord of the temple that asked you to go to Lishan Sword School." Jin Yang suddenly felt that the sky was dark, and this was not to push himself into the fire pit.

"Brother, I don't know the origin of this Lishan Sword School," Jin Yang asked helplessly.

The elder brother pondered for a while and said, "Brother, the ancestor of the Lishan Sword School is said to be the eldest son of the clan."

"This is the token you went to collect taxes. This is used to pretend to be crystal. It's a small world." The senior took out a jade card and a kit.

Jin Yang stood in front of the door of the Salary Hall with two things in his hand, but he didn't react for a moment. On the surface, it is very miserable. I haven't paid taxes for tens of millions of years. Now I suddenly put it all away. Thinking about it, I think it's impossible. That elder is not powerful, and his cultivation is even more terrible. Now I'm going to move the earth on Taisui's head, and I'm impatient to live.

Jin Yang pinched the jade card and kit in his hand, and his heart gradually stabilized.

Zuzhou has 36 counties, and each county has countless sects. The Lishan Sword School is located in Yue County and adjacent to Xuanzhou. Most of the counties are mountains, rich in rare treasures and rich in resources. The folk customs are fierce, and the monks are relatively aggressive, even fighting for years.

I went down to Tianzhu Mountain and looked at the map, which showed the geographical environment of the whole ancestral continent. This map was also bought with 50 Zhongpin Lingjing, marking the direction of the 36 counties of the whole ancestral continent, roughly mountains and rivers.

Put away the map and go to the mountain gate. Three hours later, stand outside the mountain gate. Looking at the two brothers guarding the door, I couldn't help sighing why I didn't have such an easy job, but now I have to go to find trouble for those people.

Although the sky was high and the birds were flying, Jinyang was not happy at all and flew south around the mountain gate.

Jinyang has been running against the wind for half a month without rest, day and night, and without stopping for a moment.

I scolded myself secretly. The map is not allowed to say anything. I haven't seen a city in half a month. Thinking about the scope of the mountain gate, I can't help but find a transmission array and send it directly to Yue County.

The sky is as clear as washing, and the sun shines brightly. A red light galloped in the sky, and Jin Yang suddenly rejoiced and shouted from afar, "Brother, stop." The red light flew by Jinyang at a high speed and had no intention of stopping at all. Jin Yang couldn't help but be disappointed and was preparing to move forward.

"I don't know what's wrong with this brother" brushing, a red figure stood in front of Jin Yang, with two wide wings behind him, quietly suspended in the air.

Jin Yang's eyes stared at the boss, and the wingman smiled and said, "Brother, this is my newly developed high-speed flight magic weapon. If there is no transmission array, this is very suitable."

"Oh, it just feels very novel. Where is the transmission array in Yue County recently?"

The red winged man nodded and said, "If you fly forward, you will see a city in about half a day. There should be a teleportation array. Brother, you'd better buy a magic weapon specially used for flying, otherwise you will be half-tired and slow. If you have a good magic weapon, you can pass through a county in a month.

The winged man finished speaking in one breath and turned into a red light and flew away again.

"Thank you" Jin Yang shouted.

"No." The two words are far away, and no one can be seen.

Jin Yang took a deep breath and flew for a long time. Finally, I saw an old city standing between the two mountains, with many monks coming in and out, so that the colorful lights of the sky flew away. After sett down and breathed, Jinyang went to the ancient city.

"This big brother, I don't know where the teleportation array is in the city," asked the soldier guarding Jinyang. The soldiers wrapped in steel did not say a word, and the spear on the ground shook.

"Afterlife, in the center of the city, don't disturb the soldiers," an old man who went to the city laughed.

"Thank you," Jin Yang nodded. Walking towards the center of the city, there are many stalls on the street that are placed by monks selling their own belongings. From Jin Yang's perspective, many of them are deceptive tricks to coax young monks who are inexperienced.

"Kid, it was still good when I sold it to you. Now it's fake. Why can't you blackmail it?" A middle-aged man shouted at a tall and thin young man. A girl next to him took his hand and persuaded him, "Brother, let's go. We can't beat him. Let's go back and think of a way. We have to find another way for my mother's illness."

The big man smiled and said, "Get out of here and go back to bury your mother." As soon as the young man was about to be brought forward, the girl hugged him and dared not let go.

"Let's go. There are mostly practitioners in this city. We can't afford to provoke them." Everyone on the street looked at the two young people being bullied, and none of them came out to argue.

The big sword swept, and the back of the sword hit the big man's face. The bottles and cans on the ground were rotten. Jin Yang, who stood by and passed by, heard a sentence and buried your mother back, and suddenly became furious.

"Dog, why don't you return the things to them," Jin Yang's sword pointed against the big man's neck. "Kid, kill him if you have guts. At that time, the city guard will definitely smash you." The big man's face was ferocious and he couldn't stop laughing.

The long-lived young man and the girl beside him were stunned for a moment and looked at the changes in front of him and were at a loss.

A sound of neat footsteps came, and people on the street quickly avoided, and a pair of soldiers in steel suits and spears galloped in. A leading soldier roared, "Put down your weapons. Killing is not allowed in the city."

"I didn't kill anyone," Jin Yang laughed. The leading soldier was covered with a steel suit and a metallic helmet. Jin Yang turned around with a smile and looked at the big man and said, "I won't kill you." Da Han suddenly struggled to stand up. The sword pressed his neck and immediately froze.

The big man aimed at the leader of the soldiers behind Jin Yang and saw him standing there. The soldiers behind him stood solemnly and cold.

"Brother, I really didn't lie to them." He kicked his chest and shouted, "Besides, I want you to look good," Jin Yang said fiercely. I'm a big man. Tremblingly taking out a dark thing, Jin Yang narrowed his eyes, but he didn't expect it to be a cherished mineral that could be used to create a high-level magic weapon.

"Isn't it?" Jinyang turned his head and asked, and the young master nodded quickly. Take it and find a formal auction house. Don't believe this garbage." Jin Yang grabbed it and threw it to the tall and thin young man, and left with his sword.

"Do your job well" Jin Yang passed by the soldier's leader and said coldly.

"Yes, the villain understands." A firm voice came from the armor.

People on the street are not surprised and speculate. Jinyang really can't pay attention to so much rushing to the transmission array.

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