Chapter 117 Reimbursement Method "Good thing?" Wang Lingguan couldn't help but raise his eyebrows. In fact, he didn't see any danger at first. After all, that was the bloodline of Qingluan, the messenger of Queen Mother of the West. No matter what, it couldn't be an evil spirit. I'm just a little confused as to why the Western Kunlun Qingluan bloodline appears next to Xuanying. But now it seems that this must have been the arrangement of this Taoist friend, or it was within his expectations. In that case, there is nothing to worry about or doubt. Thinking of this, Wang Lingguan picked up the files on the table again. The Heavenly Court was extremely busy today, and even he, a military general, had to start reviewing some files. ………… "Why don't you eat it?" In the quiet room, Jiang Lin pushed the two porcelain plates in front of him.
One had bamboo rice on it, the other had a cup of sweet spring water. According to the teacher, this should be Qingluan’s food. But no matter how much Jiang Lin "sold" his products, Xiao Qingluan, who was standing opposite the two plates, didn't even look at them. What went wrong? Jiang Lin scratched his head and asked tentatively: "Aren't you hungry?" "Jiji!" Xiao Qingluan shook her head humanely, meaning that she was hungry. “Is that because there are no sycamores?” Jiang Lin asked again. Although Xiao Qingluan didn't seem to have the bad habit of Phoenix, but that was normal times. Maybe people should pay attention to a sense of ritual when eating? "Jiji!" Xiao Qingluan shook her head again. "Why? You think it won't taste good?" Jiang Lin was a little puzzled. These bamboo seeds were just picked from the green bamboo forest on the back mountain of Taisu Palace in Qiyun Mountain. And this Liquan is also a thousand-year-old spring on the Qiyun Mountain. It can be said that both the bamboo fruit and the Liquan are the best things in the world. This was produced in Qiyun Mountain, a blessed place and one of the ancient Taoist sects. "Jiji!" The little Qingluan jumped and chirped at Jiang Lin. Jiang Lin scratched his head, looked at the two porcelain plates, and suddenly thought of something. So he asked tentatively: "Is it because... these are all things from the human world?" There was a hint of dryness in Jiang Lin's voice.
He stared closely at the little Qingluan in front of him, afraid that she would nod. "Jiji!" Xiao Qingluan nodded, seeming very pleased that Jiang Lin finally understood. I really... Jiang Lin was a little dumbfounded. Where could he find the bamboo rice and sweet spring water from heaven? Do we have to summon the teacher again just because of this matter? Stop it, the teacher will strike Jiang Lin with lightning. But apart from the teacher, Jiang Lin didn’t know any other gods in heaven, and he didn’t know where to find food for Xiao Qingluan. "Chiji..." Little Qingluan cried out weakly, and her little head swayed from side to side. Obviously, no matter how great a celestial being it was, it had only been a few hours since its birth, and had also raced with the Taoist priest, so it must be extremely hungry. and many more. Jiang Lin suddenly thought of something and left the quiet room holding Xiao Qingluan. The little thing is so hungry now, which must be related to the previous racing with Zhenzhu Daoye, which consumed too much energy. As the saying goes, every grievance has its perpetrator... ahem, the person who tied the bell must be the one to untie it. You have to ask the real Taoist priest. Thinking this in his mind, Jiang Lin held Xiao Qingluan and headed straight for the Xuan Emperor Palace. Sure enough, the real Taoist was meditating in the hall. "Master Tao." Jiang Lin stepped forward and called out softly. "Um……" It was as if the Taoist priest had just woken up from a dream. I didn't know whether he was reciting scriptures or just taking a nap. "Little Daoist Brother Jiang, what's the matter?" Jiang Lin did not care about anything else and sat opposite Taoist Zhenzhuo, holding the wilted Xiao Qingluan in his hands and telling him what had happened and his own guesses. Then, Jiang Lin said, "I don't know how to obtain the things in heaven, so I can only ask you for advice." After listening to Jiang Lin's words, Master Zhenzhu nodded slightly and said, "The worlds of heaven and man are clearly divided. Although I have touched the edge of heaven, I have never stepped into it." "If a mortal cultivator wants to take something from heaven, I don't have any good way to do it." "After all, it's not a big deal." Jiang Lin understood what Taoist Master Zhenzhu meant. If the cultivators in the lower realm wanted to contact the heaven, there were naturally ways to do it.
However, all of those methods require setting up altars and offering sacrifices, fasting and bathing, and only after a very long time can one contact the ancestor in heaven. Not to mention whether the founder would be struck by lightning if he knew that his disciples had worked hard for more than a month just to get a sip of bamboo rice and sweet spring water. Just saying that such a long time is not something Xiao Qingluan can wait for. "Master Dao, you don't have either..." "but……" Jiang Lin was speaking with some disappointment, but was interrupted by Taoist Zhenzhuo with a word "but". I saw Taoist Zhenzhuo looking Jiang Lin up and down, and suddenly he raised the whisk in his hand and lifted up Jiang Lin's sleeve. Looking at the bright red inscription that went straight to his wrist, Master Zhenzhu sighed, "You are different." "The fifth-grade Tiancao Gonglu of the North Pole Exorcism Institute, the official immortal position, do you think this thing simply gives you a higher power blessing?" Jiang Lin looked at the inscription on his wrist. Jiang Lin was not surprised that the Taoist Master Zhenzhu could see that he had the talisman text. After all, this Taoist priest is not on the verge of ascension, but has suppressed his own pace of ascension. It is possible that he has already reserved a higher position. Having said that, Jiang Lin had always thought that this thing was simply used to enhance some of the power. The fact that I can now perform the Tianpeng Method and many other great methods so smoothly is largely due to the blessing of this talisman. Although it does bring great benefits to myself, what does this position have to do with what I am talking about now? Although he has a sacred position, his current level of cultivation is far from enough, and ascending to heaven is pure nonsense. "Think about it carefully. Even if it is an official position in the mortal world, after it is granted, it must be paid." The Taoist Master Zhenzhu saw Jiang Lin’s confusion and said with a smile. Jiang Lin was stunned at first, then he suddenly realized, "Master Dao, you mean that I can also get a salary now?" Moreover, it is a salary from heaven? The Taoist Master Zhenzhu smiled without saying anything. He just stood up and motioned Jiang Lin to follow him. Jiang Lin held Xiao Qingluan in his arms and followed the Taoist priest. Taoist Zhenzhu took Jiang Lin through many twists and turns and finally arrived at an altar. It can be seen that this altar is a permanent altar, as can be seen from the incense burner with strong traces of smoke and fire. "This altar is used for communication between my Taisu Palace and the Heavenly Court. It is also where we offer sacrifices to the Demon-Subduing Patriarch during every festival." Taoist Zhenzhu stroked his beard and said, "If a simple disciple from the lower realm were to ask the ancestor to look after him, it would naturally take up a lot of energy." "But since you have a talismanic position, the meaning is different." As he said this, Master Zhenzhu pointed at the altar and said with a smile: "What should we do next? I don't need to say more, right?" What I mean is very clear. Ordinary disciples from the lower world who want to contact heaven can only contact their own ancestors, and this requires a lot of preparation.
But Jiang Lin is different. He holds a genuine official position as the Heavenly Official of the North Pole Exorcism Institute. Strictly speaking, he is not a disciple from the lower world, but a "colleague in heaven." Therefore, Jiang Lin’s contact with Heaven became “a department member calling the department”. Not only are there fewer restrictions, but there is also a lot more that can be communicated. When he thought of this, Jiang Lin also understood. "Thank you for the tip, Master." After Jiang Lin bowed to Taoist Master Zhenzhu, he walked up to the altar. "call……" He placed Xiao Qingluan next to the altar, then exhaled and calmed his mind. "laugh!" The Zhenwu magic sword was unsheathed, and he used it as a pen to write a magic talisman in the air. This talisman is not a rare item. It is a talisman that should be dropped on the table when burning tablets to offer sacrifices to the heavens. It is used to communicate with the heavens. This was also the first time that Jiang Lin wrote it alone. After writing the magic talisman, Jiang Lin put down the Zhenwu sword, raised his hand, and let his sleeves fall naturally. On the right hand was a bright red divine pattern that faintly formed the word "North Pole", extending from the forearm to the wrist. On the left arm is a bag, inside of which is the Fengdu Jiuquan Order. "Your subordinate, this is the Black Law Master Jiang Lin and Jiang Xuanying from the human world..." Jiang Lin exhaled and spoke, referring to himself as a subordinate for the first time. The sound was not loud, but it caused the talisman in the air to vibrate. Seeing this, Jiang Lin's eyes lit up. He flipped his hand and took out three sticks of agarwood. After lighting them, he bowed three times. Wisps of incense rose up and turned into green smoke, lingering in the air for a long time. Jiang Lin continued, "I am honored to be the Shangqing Yiwei Xianqing of the North Pole Exorcism Institute, the Minister of Fire, the Nine Heavens Traveling Envoy, and the Co-director of the Exorcism Institute." "Today, respectfully inform the North Pole, please descend and report to me if you have anything to say." "Buzz!" As soon as Jiang Lin finished speaking, the talisman in the air vibrated and hummed, wrapped in the incense sticks, and under the spiritual blessing of the altar of Taisu Palace, it rose straight into the sky. Jiang Lin looked up, and in the blink of an eye, the spiritual energy disappeared. He was not in a hurry, just waiting quietly. Although this is considered a "colleague calling", it also takes time, right? When the three agarwood sticks in Jiang Lin's hand were half burned, changes occurred on the altar.
"laugh……" The energy of incense descended from the sky and landed on the altar, being carried by the spirituality of the altar. The incense sticks condensed into a slightly blurry but somewhat familiar incarnation shadow that Jiang Lin found familiar. "Meet Senior Zhong." Jiang Lin took a look and recognized that this was none other than the Black Law Mage senior who had "judged" him in Fengdu, and the fourth-rank censor of the Arctic Exorcism Institute, Zhong Mingzhen. Unexpectedly, it was this person who had the idea of descending. "Ah." Zhong Mingzhen nodded, his voice was cold as if by nature, but he asked in a soothing tone: "Xuanying, why are you lingering in Taisu Palace instead of serving your sentence of exile?" Jiang Lin called him "senior", so Zhong Mingzhen didn't intend to use official language and directly called Jiang Lin by his Dharma name. This tacit understanding in addressing shows that it is not the subordinate who is reporting to the superior, but rather a conversation between seniors and juniors from the same lineage or even faction. The difference is huge. "Senior, please." Jiang Lin recounted every detail of what happened along the way. After hearing this, Zhong Mingzhen nodded thoughtfully and said, "I don't know about this arrangement. I think it was the work of the Grand Censor." "Well, if that's the case, you should just do your job well and don't let the Grand Censor down." After that, seeing Jiang Lin nod seriously, Zhong Mingzhen smiled and asked, "How is the effect of the golden elixir?" "It is indeed a Heavenly Pill. I only took a few licks and my internal and external injuries were healed. Thank you very much for the gift of the pill." Jiang Lin smiled and nodded. "Uh-huh?" Zhong Mingzhen couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, but he didn't ask any more questions. Because of the spiritual power of the incense, Jiang Lin didn't see the slightly twitching corners of Senior Zhong's mouth. "Xuan Ying, what is the matter that has brought you here to ask the superior of Beiji Quexie Court to come down?" Zhong Mingzhen changed the subject, but what he said was very interesting. It is still referred to by its Buddhist name, but it has the words Arctic Exorcism House and Shangguan added. What this means is that although you are now going through the formal OA process, as long as it is not difficult, your seniors will naturally make it easy for you. "To be honest, Senior..." Jiang Lin smiled a little embarrassedly and said, "I want to ask, as a fifth-rank official of the North Pole Exorcist Institute, do I get a salary?" "Since it is a major position in the Heavenly Court, it is natural that there is." Zhong Mingzhen nodded, and then said: "However, the salary of a heavenly official is mainly based on merit, supplemented by rare treasures from the heavens. You are wasting your talent by using it now, which will only be a waste and is not advisable."
"If you don't need it urgently, you should keep it and take it out when you ascend to heaven in the future. It will also be a step for you to advance in your own Taoist practice and achievements." He spoke very carefully and taught Jiang Lin very seriously. Nowadays, there are many Taoist practitioners with official positions in the human world. They all save their salaries and use them to consolidate their realm after they ascend to heaven, or use their merits to lay the foundation for their next life after they die. However, that kind of official position is not the official position of Tiancao like Jiang Lin, nor is it as exaggerated as Jiang Lin's who was ranked fifth right from the start. To put it bluntly, it is the difference between a substitute waiter and the top scholar in the Hanlin Academy. But the principle is similar. It’s just that Jiang Lin has accumulated a lot more. "I know the truth, but I am a little surprised now." Jiang Lin pointed at the wilted little Qingluan and told him the story, then said, "I am wondering if I can spend part of my salary to exchange for the bamboo rice and sweet spring water from the heaven." "Qingluan?" Zhong Mingzhen looked at the little Qingluan. "Jiji!" Little Qingluan cried out in dissatisfaction, as if to say: What are you looking at! Haven't you seen Qingluan before? Jiang Lin was no longer surprised. After all, just a while ago, this little guy was jumping around towards Wang Lingguan. I can only say that, worthy of being a newborn blue phoenix, it is not afraid of gods. Zhong Mingzhen didn't look at it any more and didn't get angry. He just thought for a moment and said, "I'll give you a talisman. You can contact the Exorcism Institute's Procurement Department. All expenses will be reimbursed by the Black Law Department. Your salary won't be affected." "In that case, thank you very much, Senior!" Jiang Lin didn't hesitate and simply agreed. The North Pole Exorcism Institute is the product of the establishment of a government by the Emperor Ziwei, and it has everything you need. The Black Law Division, as the name suggests, is the division headed by black law mages such as Jiang Lin and Zhong Mingzhen. This wave, this wave is reimbursed by our department, and no invoice is required. (End of this chapter)