The Supreme Emperor of a country has lived for hundreds of thousands of years and has seen countless monks from the lower realms. Of course he knows the arrogance of newcomers and also understands their ambition to conquer the world.
It's good to be ambitious.
If the comfort and long life of the upper world can easily sap his fighting spirit, then there is no need for him to worry about it.
"Want to travel to other countries?" The Emperor said directly.
The other party asked directly, and of course An Qingli said truthfully: "I want to travel to various countries."
The Supreme Emperor smiled brightly again: "That's easy."
easy?
The little ones were puzzled. According to the rules of the Qian Empire, when you are an official, you cannot leave your jurisdiction at will.
Otherwise, how can an official protect the people if he moves around at will and does not return for years or decades?
An Qingli held up his hands and asked for advice: "Please give me clear instructions from the Immortal."
The not-so-ruly Emperor smiled and said: "Rules are dead, but people are alive."
The so-called rules are just to restrain most people and prevent the whole country from chaos.
The Supreme Emperor, whose status was unmatched by anyone, spoke respectfully: "First go to Yuqing Immortal Palace to learn the magic of immortality. Then you will be made a general on the battlefield, or an envoy and a courtesy officer. All you need is a piece of paper. Where do you want to go?" Just go wherever you want.”
An Qingli looked at the old man in dragon robe, he was indeed a very powerful cake painting master.
The Supreme Emperor looked at An Qingli's unmoved look and smiled again: "Why, you can't believe what I say?"
An Qingli cupped his hands and said: "I can certainly trust the words of the Immortal Lord. However, although the Immortal Lord has said it first, it is other court officials who carry out the execution. If when the time comes, they delegate as they please, or simply shirk and refuse to delegate, then won't I still do the same? It’s a caged bird.”
"Little girl..." The Supreme Emperor stroked his beard and said with a smile, "You must have understood clearly. You want a special mission with a false title, an errand, and the ability to leave when you want and come back when you want."
"The Immortal is wise." An Qingli said repeatedly, "I wonder if it is possible?"
The Supreme Emperor smiled and said: "If you are not of use to me, why do I need to spend manpower and material resources on you to build the empire?"
An Qingli glanced at Shang Shan and said with a smile, "Maybe he is taking advantage of my husband."
Shangshan stood side by side with his Taoist companion, curled his eyelashes and said with a smile: "I am honored to be my husband."
An Qingli took one more look at the Supreme Being, used the Pact of Concentricity, and solemnly thanked him.
When the Supreme Being first arrives in the upper realm, he can invite the emperor of a country, and most of the time he has used himself as collateral to serve the Qian Empire.
There is no question of whether you will suffer or not. The best is for Qian Empire, and Qian Empire will definitely focus on cultivating the best to achieve a win-win situation.
And as long as the Supreme Good is outstanding enough, for example, in the Immortal Realm, he can come and go freely, and there are few people and things that can restrict his whereabouts.
Fortunately, I am still running the empire, and I am very respectful and reasonable in recruiting talents.
If in other countries, if someone is proud and does not want to be used by the court, the memory will be directly erased, or a new memory will be re-instilled.
The Supreme Emperor couldn't help but smile when he saw the two young children flirting with each other. Husband and wife are one, and with the husband here, there is no need to worry about his wife being far away.
Furthermore, if you stay in a certain place for a longer time, there will always be new people and things that will tie you down.
Keeping a good person is equivalent to keeping An Qingli.
Talents with hard lives, being locked up in the Qian Empire is just a formality. As long as they grow up, bear the brand of the Qian Empire, and belong to the forces of the Qian Empire, that's fine.
After all, he is the Supreme Emperor who lives hundreds of thousands. After all, he is transparent and said with a smile: "For the sake of your husband, I can also give you this privilege. When I get back, I will ask my Jade Emperor's son to write you a charter document." , as long as you don’t spread the word.”
"Thank you, Immortal Lord." An Qingli said with a smile in his eyes, and bowed his hands in thanks.
The Supreme Emperor nodded with a smile and said: "But you need to go to Yuqing Immortal Palace to learn the art, and then take a job after you are a disciple. I am afraid that the Immortal Techniques in Yuqing Immortal Palace are too good, and you still don't want to leave. "
"Yes." An Qingli responded again.
Is this an imperial decision?
A few of the little ones were slightly disappointed. In fact, what they liked the most was the Haomen City Haomen Sect.
The atmosphere of fairy crystal is everywhere there.
But having said that, there is so little money there that only fairy crystals are left. Because they are so rich, they use fairy crystals for everything, so there are less motivated people there.
A prosperous town, a waste of heroic aspirations.
Shangshan took An Qingli's hand. This arrangement was also very good. The couple was in the same place and there was no need to separate them.
The next step is to solve Mu Sheng's problem.
Luck problems can be solved with the luck-transfer pill, which is a matter of heaven's oath and is very difficult.
And let Mu Sheng and his wife be in the same place...
It's not that it's impossible, I'm just worried about being an apprentice.
An Qingli and Shangshan looked at each other. The master's problem was really difficult to solve.
"I dare to ask the Immortal Lord," An Qingli, who had received the special permission, asked shamelessly, "I wonder if you can borrow your elixir of fortune or sell it to my master Mu Sheng? He has been tortured by gray luck for many years. , you need a transport elixir to change your luck."
The Supreme Emperor smiled behind his hands and said: "My elixir of fortune is not easy to come by. You can give it away, but you should tell the master first that if you eat my elixir, you will be mine. Don't go anywhere else in the future."
An Qingli was quite surprised: "Why do you want my master, Immortal Lord?"
Although she planned to sell her master in exchange for the fortune-enhancing pills, for the sake of her master's future, she must try to sell her master to a reliable high-level elixir master, preferably a divine alchemist.
The Supreme Emperor smiled and said: "Those who have a hard life are all talented people. If your master can survive a thousand years of gray luck, I will definitely take him with me and train him well."
An Qingli naturally had a good impression of the powerful and transparent Supreme Emperor in front of him, so he boldly asked: "I wonder how the Immortal Lord is preparing to train my master? My master is an alchemist, and he is only good at alchemy."
The Supreme Emperor looked at An Qingli, and after hearing the implication of her words, he smiled again and said: "You are a filial disciple, and you still think about your master's future. Don't worry, if he really has that kind of ability, I, the Qian Empire, will find him a disciple." It is better to have a master of the magic pill than you alone, and to devote all your energy to your master."
What a great emperor who can see through people's hearts!
An Qingli blinked his eyelashes. What kind of thoughts and concerns he really had was discovered by the other party before he could express them.
People in high places, with power, power and abilities are really enviable.
An Qingli cupped his hands and said, "Please wait a moment, Immortal Lord, and allow me to communicate with Master."
"Well, go ahead and take this luck pill with you."
The Supreme Emperor nodded slightly, borrowed the wind to hold a golden medicine box, and delivered it to An Qingli.
An Qingli lowered his eyes and took it with both hands. There was no reason for him to be reserved and not accept the good gift given by the Immortal Lord.
But it’s still being kept for the time being, and it’s up to the master whether to eat it or not.
It seems that the Supreme Emperor, who pretends not to be interested in Master Mu Sheng, actually cares about Master very much.