The official seal is the official seal of the seventh-rank county magistrate of Dageng.

The dragon-shaped shadow is a trace of the true dragon fortune of the Great Geng Dynasty.

Anyone who is an official has his official uniform and his official seal in his hand. After he takes office, he will be protected by the fortune of the Great Geng True Dragon and the monster retreats.

The more you are loved by the people, the more you will be protected by the true dragon's luck.

However, Qi Kun is also an emperor after all, and the real dragon energy flows into his body can help him practice martial arts, temper his body, and even improve his martial arts realm, and his ultimate life span is a thousand years.

This is why everyone in the world wants to be emperors.

This is also the reason why he rushed to take office.

In this world of monsters, sects, and dynasties, only strength is the foundation for survival.

It’s a pity that the adoptive father of the coffin shop raised him and supported him for studying, and there was no extra money to help him practice martial arts.

After practicing hard before, I could only reach the peak of the physical realm.

But now, I finally broke through the Dao Gang Qi realm!

This means that he can practice his internal skills.

Feeling the trace of qi wandering in the eight extraordinary meridians, Qi Kun narrowed his eyes slightly, and eighteen heavenly magical skills flashed through his mind.

Martial arts are divided into four levels of heaven and earth, with clear grades.

Due to the qualifications of the body, the roots and bones, he can only practice those two magical skills.

Thinking of this, Qi Kun held the official seal with one hand and his eyes closed slightly.

In an instant, he felt that his soul was out of his body, his spirit was infinitely improved and enlarged, covering the entire Qinghe County.

He's seen it.

Above Qinghe County, there are dozens of golden light balls floating, of varying sizes, just like the sunlight produced by sunflowers in plants and zombies, scattering at will.

What the people want is, this is the people’s heart.

At this moment, the official seal in his hand shook, and a majestic dragon roar that only he could hear came out.

A dragon-shaped phantom flew out, soared into the sky, soaring over Qinghe County, and then whistling and swirling, eating the golden balls of light, then flew back, suddenly drilled into the official seal, cruising, showing the dragon's agility, mightyness and domineeringness.

This is the true dragon fortune that grows stronger after devouring the people's hearts.

However, the luck of the real dragon in front of me is only as thin as black hair.

"It seems that it is impossible to practice the heavenly level magical power in this true dragon. You can only improve the Thunder Sword Technique."

Qi Kun narrowed his eyes and thoughts moved.

Accompanied by a dragon roar, the dragon-shaped phantom flew out of the official seal and penetrated into his eyebrows.

In an instant, I was enlightened! I suddenly realized!

The ninth level of the Thunder Sword Technique, the sword moves, are like masters passing on their skills, and they are directly enlightened!

The yellow-level thunder sword is instantly perfect!

"Although it's just a yellow-level sword technique, ordinary people on the ninth level also need to practice for one or two years. Dozens of people's hearts save others one or two years of hard practice. It's so fast and convenient, it's no wonder that everyone in the world wants to be emperors."

A trace of light flashed in Qi Kun's eyes.

It seems that if you want to practice those two magical skills, you must accumulate a wave of people's hearts as soon as possible!

"Report to the county magistrate, Ling Fang has packed his bags and left the county government office, and has not caused trouble. The adult's horse has also taken it to the stable."

At this time, Liu Hei walked into the lobby, stood in front of the case and bowed to report.

I don’t know if it’s an illusion, but he always feels that this county magistrate seems a little different from what he just now.

"Um."

Qi Kun nodded and said two words lightly: "Dian Mao."

"yes!"

Liu Hei looked stern, and immediately turned around, rushed to the front of the lobby, took out a whistle from his arms, put it in his mouth and blew it.

Beep! Beep! Beep! Beep!

The sharp whistle sounded across the night sky, particularly harsh.

Suddenly, the entire county government started to stir.

The fastest ones were the clerks from the county government office.

After a cup of tea, one by one, a group of strong men in red yamen runners rushed into the county government one after another, hurried to the lobby, and stood solemnly.

However, there was still a hazy sleepy feeling on their faces that could not be dissipated.

It was obvious that I just woke up.

When the cold wind blew, my whole face was tense and I couldn't even squint my eyes.

Liu Jingshuang also stood outside the lobby, straightening her body, allowing the heavy snow from the sky to fall on her body, without moving. After glancing, she glanced at Qi Kun, wearing a green robe in the hall, and sat with a big golden sword. Under the candlelight, her face was cold and her divine appearance was majestic, just like the angry Buddha in an ancient temple.

Looking at the yamen runner beside him, he glanced at the slightest bit of panic in his eyes.

There are also some gazes that are sneaking at her, which is annoying.

“Are you here?”

At this time, Qi Kun's voice floated out of the hall and came into everyone's ears, feeling colder than the snow that hit the face.

Liu Hei glanced at the sixteen yamen runners standing crookedly, frowned, turned around and said, "Sir, there are still twenty-four people left, and... the county magistrate, the county magistrate has not arrived yet."

“It’s here.”

As soon as he finished speaking, a white-haired old man walked in outside the door, wearing a Qilin official robe, walked into the lobby with a smile, and bowed to Qi Kun on the big chair on the desk: "Lin Ming, the governor of Xiaguan, has met the magistrate of Qi."

It gives people the feeling of being like an old man next door, kind and kind.

"Please sit."

Qi Kun said two words with expressionless expression.

However, there was no chair in the hall at all.

When the county magistrate Lin Ming saw it, he knew that he had eaten a slap in his power, and was not angry. He bowed with a smile: "I thanked the county magistrate."

Then, he walked into the side hall, moved a small stool, sat next to the wooden pillar on the left side of the hall, and waited quietly without saying a word.

As usual, when a new official takes office, he should exchange a few greetings when he sees him.

But now it seems that the new county magistrate is in a bad mood. The county magistrate is also a smart person. Just shut up to avoid getting into trouble.

So, there was silence above the court.

The yamen runners in front of the hall did not dare to speak out, letting the wind blow and snow beat.

Waiting around, the late yamen runners arrived one after another. Finally, one hour later, the fortieth yamen runners finally arrived late and stood in the team.

There is only one person, county magistrate Ling Qingpeng, who has not arrived yet.

"Sir, do you want to make a point?"

At this time, Liu Hei walked into the hall and asked solemnly.

"wait."

Qi Kun's expression was as cold as iron, and he slowly opened his mouth and said a word.

Everyone's hearts were thunderous, as if they saw swords and swords squirting out of the county magistrate's mouth, and four words immediately burst out from their minds.

Kill the chicken to scare the monkey.

But who is this chicken?

Thinking of this, everyone looked solemn and did not dare to make any mistakes.

Fortunately, it was already dawn and the snow had stopped. Although the winter sun shone on your body, it was a little warm.

After waiting for another stick of incense, an impatient voice came from outside the county government: "What are you urging me to? Isn't it just a dian Mao?"

The next moment, a tall middle-aged man wearing silver and iron armor, thick waist and round waist, walked into the county government office.

He wore a big knife around his waist, swayed step by step, and wandered to the front of the court. When he saw a group of yamen runners standing solemnly, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes.

However, he didn't care, and walked into the court casually and bowed to Qi Kun on the head of the case: "County magistrate Ling Qingpeng, I've seen the county magistrate. I've burped."

He opened his mouth, burped, and the strong smell of alcohol rushed over.

Coupled with his dazed expression and his eyes closed continuously, it was obvious that he had not woken up.

Moreover, in addition to the smell of alcohol, he also had a faint fragrance of powder on his body.

I don’t know which gentle nest I just came from.

"Prince Ling, please sit down."

Qi Kun's face was expressionless, like a stone Buddha in the temple.

"Sir Xie."
To be continued...