Original God: The Eternal Lord of Bliss

"Do I have to move all these things by myself?"

Ning Kuan looked at the food and cloth and complained in his heart, "If this is the case, then my life will be in vain."

"Ningkuan."

"Director!" Ning Kuan immediately responded loudly when he heard Zhu Yuncheng calling him.

"Have the grain, cloth, and meat been checked clearly?" Zhu Yuncheng asked.

"Reporting to the director, I have checked it out." Ning Kuan replied seriously, "There are 5,000 kilograms of rice, 5,000 kilograms of wheat, 3,000 kilograms of meat, 800 pieces of cloth..."

Zhu Yuncheng listened to Ning Kuan's report, nodded slightly, and then said, "Can you move so many things by yourself?"

“You really want me to move it alone!?” Ning Kuan’s fat body trembled, and he cursed in his heart, with an embarrassed look on his face: “Director, I can move it alone, but…”

"Okay, I know." Zhu Yuncheng knew that Ningkuan couldn't move all the way here by himself, "Go find the disciples of Master Xueyue and Master Lishui who are responsible for maintaining the law and order in Guili Village."

Hearing this, Ning Kuan heaved a sigh of relief and said, "Director, in fact, those people cannot be considered as disciples of the two True Lords."

"Ah?" Zhu Yuncheng was stunned and asked in confusion, "Why can't I be considered a disciple?"

Ning Kuan explained: "Those who cannot cultivate immortal power, although taught by the two True Lords the method of body refining, are essentially very different from us disciples who can cultivate immortal power. They can only be regarded as students of the True Lords, not disciples.

This group of students need to be stationed in Guiliji at all times to prevent monsters from invading, and we, the immortal disciples, will only follow our masters down the mountain to fight monsters at the end of each year."

"Ha!" Zhu Yuncheng laughed faintly, "Well, then go and call those students over."

"This kid must have something in his mind." Ning Kuan looked at Zhu Yuncheng's face and turned away.

Indeed, Zhu Yuncheng had the idea of ​​changing what Ning Kuan said, but don't be impatient, everything needs to be done slowly.

Just when Ning Kuan left the Currency Bureau, Zhu Xie also happened to arrive here.

Ning Kuan saw Zhu Xie’s face as dark as the bottom of a pot, and thought to himself that something was wrong, so he quickly avoided him.

Zhu Xie was in a bad mood. When he saw Ning Kuan, he asked, "Where are you going?"

"Where should I go to tell you?" Ning Kuan said to himself, smiling, "The food in the bureau has been counted, and the director asked me to find those students to move the things."

"Hmm." Zhu Xie hummed softly, then stepped into the bureau.

"You guy, I can tell at one glance that you've been beaten back for complaining." Ning Kuan laughed in his heart. He had been collecting rare treasures from all over the world for True Lord Minghai Qixia and had spent a lot of time with him. He knew that the True Lords did not take the requirements set by the Zhuxie families for humans seriously at all.

It is true that originally the task assigned by the immortals to the Zhuxie family was simply to teach people to read and write. However, in order to show that they were different from these humans, their family deliberately added such rules. Of course, the immortals would not agree with this, but they did not stop it because this matter would not hinder human life.

Zhu Xie didn't know what Ning Kuan was thinking. He went straight into the main hall of the cargo bureau and sat down anywhere.

Zhu Yuncheng had heard his voice a long time ago, so he came to the main hall and saw Zhu Xie's faces. He already understood the attitudes of the immortals towards this matter.

The immortals don't care about this matter at all. It was you and your family who acted on your own initiative. Why do you take it for granted that the immortals approve of this matter when they didn't stop you? And then you think you are superior to them?

What a joke!

He glanced at Zhuxie, then turned and left.

Soon, dozens of students mentioned by Ning Kuan came to the currency bureau. After paying their respects to Zhu Yuncheng and Zhu Xie in turn, they began to move the grain and cloth.

"Why are you still sitting there? Let's move it together." Zhu Yuncheng shouted at Zhu Xie and Ning Kuan who were sitting motionless.

"Why do you ask me to move?" Zhu Xie looked at Zhu Yuncheng coldly, his eyes full of dissatisfaction.

Zhu Yuncheng felt amused when he saw his appearance. He was already over 30 years old, but he would actually do such a childish thing as complaining to his elders. Moreover, when his complaint failed, he came back with a sour face. Did he really think that everyone would be on his side?

"Not only you, Ning Kuan also needs to move, and I need to move too." Zhu Yuncheng said, turning around and picking up a piece of cloth.

"Why don't you just ask those students to do the moving?" Ning Kuan complained in his heart again. He knew that the festival was about to begin, and the immortals and demons should also appear. If they saw Zhu Yuncheng carrying things alone, while he and Zhu Xie were empty-handed, it would be a tough time for them.

He then went to pick up two loads of 100 kilograms of rice. After all, he was a disciple of the immortal, so carrying this stuff was not difficult at all. But for some reason, Ning Kuan still felt out of breath after taking two steps, and sweat kept pouring down his face.

When Zhu Yuncheng saw this, he laughed and said, "Ningkuan, what's wrong with you? You're still so fat even though you're practicing immortal power?"

"Director, I don't know either. Maybe it's my natural fate." Ning Kuan wiped the sweat from his face and followed Zhu Yuncheng with a smile.

Zhu Yuncheng pulled his clothes, asked him to lean over, and whispered something in his ear.

Ning Kuan listened and a look of surprise flashed across his face. How could this be done?

"Do you understand?" Zhu Yuncheng asked after he finished speaking.

"Director, I already know!" Ning Kuan nodded, then turned around and said something to those Zhenjun students.

As for all the evil ones, who cares?

Later, Zhu Xie probably figured it out himself, so he picked up a piece of cloth and quickly walked to the front.

It was already evening, and the people of Guiliji had already finished their dinner. They spontaneously came to the place in Guiliji used to worship immortals and demons.

The matter of sacrifice already existed before the Emperor made the alliance with Gui Zhong.

After the grain harvest every year, the people of Tianheng Mountain would take out a portion of the freshly collected grain and the ore mined from Tianheng Mountain to offer sacrifices to the Emperor.

Zhu Yuncheng thought that this matter was also caused by the immortal's disciples, but he did not expect that these were all spontaneous actions of the people. In other words, no one taught him, and the emperor did not take the initiative to request this matter.

It was originally a spontaneous action by the people of Tianheng Mountain.

"I overthink it. If you give food to a cat, the cat will come over and rub against you, let alone humans?" Zhu Yuncheng recalled a sentence in the game: At first, the Rock King descended, the tide receded, the Tianheng was established, and the tidal flow was suppressed.

The Emperor protects humans, and humans express their gratitude in their own way. This is normal.

Back to reality, at this moment on the festival stage, placed in the center are the jade sculptures of the two demon gods, Rock King Emperor and Guizhong. On the left and right of the sculptures, there are more than a hundred strong men holding wooden hammers in both hands, hitting the instruments in front of them hard, making clanging sounds.

Behind these strong men, there are many substitutes.

According to the rules of previous festivals, these people will take turns playing these instruments here for the entire day, starting from this evening and continuing until the evening of the next day.

Right in front of the two sculptures, people from Guiliji kept coming forward to burn incense to Emperor Yanwang and Demon God Guizhong.

That’s right, incense also appeared. The mist produced by the burning of these incense wrapped around the jade sculptures of Emperor Rock and Demon God Guizhong, adding a sense of majesty to them.

When it reaches a certain level, a small yellow sun is born out of thin air in the dim evening sky. Its appearance is like the sun, illuminating the world.

Then, a golden five-clawed dragon appeared in the little sun. It circled in the sky and then swallowed up the little sun.

This is the true form of Emperor Rock King.

With the appearance of the Emperor, except for those who were beating drums and playing music, all the immortal disciples, including Zhu Yuncheng, knelt on the ground and offered their most devout faith to the demon god who was protecting Guili Ji Tianheng Mountain.