Ye Ming said: "Speak later." He walked up to Tu Xian and stared at him.
Tu Xian was trembling all over, he was indeed a master, otherwise Ye Ming's blow would have killed him long ago. Not only was he not dead, but he was only slightly injured, which already showed his strength.
"Master, this villain is short-sighted and deserves to die. Master, please remember my first offense and spare my life." Tu Xian picked it up, put it down, and kowtowed to the ground with a bang.
Ye Ming didn't think about actually killing anyone. He said calmly: "Go away." If the slaughtered immortal was amnesty, he turned around and left.
At this time, the middle-aged man standing by the window sighed and said, "I didn't expect it to be a warlock. I really made a mistake."
Behind him, another big man was very unconvinced and said: "Are warlocks great? If we martial arts practitioners can also break the spiritual energy barrier, our strength will definitely be higher than these bullshit warlocks."
The middle-aged man smiled bitterly: "If you break the spiritual energy barrier, you are no longer a martial artist, but a warlock."
At this time, the young man bowed to Ye Ming again: "Master, my father is the master of Wuhua Temple. Master, can you go to the temple and explain it without giving me face?"
Ye Ming came out just to hang out, nodded and said: "Then don't bother me."
Wuhua Temple is a Taoist temple located on a hill on the outskirts of the city. Wuhua Temple is very popular, and I met many pilgrims along the way. From the young man's mouth, Ye Ming learned that the ancestor of Wuhua Temple had a warlock, and he was qualified to build the temple.
However, neither the boy nor the boy's father are warlocks. They only have some skills and are essentially martial arts people.
According to him, there are two types of practitioners in the world today. One is the martial arts people who live in the world. They cannot break the spiritual energy barrier, so they can only practice martial arts to strengthen their bodies. The second type is the warlock. Warlocks can communicate with the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. Their strength far exceeds that of ordinary people. They are the highest level of existence.
When we arrived at Wuhua Temple, the master of Wuhua Temple came out to greet us. The other party is a middle-aged man with a calm aura, and his appearance is similar to that of the young master. After the young man explained, the leader of Wuhua Temple was even more respectful to Ye Ming.
The two sides sat down, and when asked which country Ye Ming worked for, Ye Ming said: "I do not belong to any country, nor have I joined any organization. I practice alone."
The leader of Wuhua Temple: "It turns out that the master is a sorcerer, and there are not many sorcerers now. Our Zhao country is recruiting sorcerers vigorously. Why doesn't the master go and give it a try?"
Ye Ming was not very interested in which country to join. Of course, if the treatment was really good enough, he would not mind joining, so he asked: "I wonder how Zhao will arrange the warlocks now?"
The master of Wuhua Temple had a warlock in his ancestors and knew it very well. He said: "The benefits are huge. First of all, the warlock will be canonized as a duke and receive a salary every year. Moreover, the country will also give a one-time grant of 100,000 acres." Fertile land, five million knives, and 3,000 enslaved servants.”
"In addition, the status of warlocks is extremely high. Anyone who meets a warlock must dismount his horse and bow to him. If a warlock commits a crime, only the head of the country is qualified to hold him accountable. Warlocks can also freely enter the country's book collection and browse the books at will. Yes. The main thing is that some forces, such as escort agencies, banks, casinos, and martial arts schools, all hope to have a warlock in their name. This name can reflect an income of tens of thousands of dollars every year. A warlock can earn tens of thousands of dollars every year. With a name in hundreds of places, the income is quite considerable."
When he heard that it was so profitable, Ye Ming blinked and thought it would be good to go to Zhao Country.
He said: "So, how can I join the Zhao Kingdom?"
The leader of Wuhua Temple said: "The sorcerer groups in Zhao State all live in Tianbao Palace, and each has an extra reward. Some are so-and-so magicians, some are so-and-so national masters, and some directly use a certain Taoist temple. For example, my ancestors, He is known as the Master of Wuhua Temple. The master only needs to go to Tianbao Palace, explain his purpose and have relevant people, and conduct a test on you. As long as you pass the test, you can join Tianbao Palace and become a royal warlock."
After hearing this, Ye Ming saw that it was still early and said to Yan Ruyu, "Ruyu, why don't we go now."
Yan Ruyu: "Okay, there's nothing to do anyway, I'll go and see more."
So, the couple said goodbye to the father and son in Wuhua Temple and went to Tianbao Palace. This Tianbao Palace is right behind the palace, so it is easy to find out.
There are only a few people in front of the gate of Tianbao Palace. After all, it is a gathering place for magicians. Where ordinary people dare to come, they have to avoid it from a distance.
When the two of them arrived at the door, there was a gatekeeper at the door, wearing a Taoist robe, who asked, "What are you doing here?"
Ye Ming: "I want to join Tianbao Palace and come here to take the test."
The man became polite and said, "Please come quickly."
After introducing Ye Ming and the two into the main hall, a middle-aged man came out. This person was obviously not a warlock. He held a jade ruler and said to Ye Ming: "Your Excellency communicates the spiritual energy of heaven and earth and injects it into the ruler. As long as the ruler lights up, you can participate in the rest of the test."
Ye Ming took the ruler and injected a trace of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth into it. The ruler suddenly became brighter, and the more spiritual energy was injected into it, the higher its brightness became.
Ye Ming felt that the ruler was bright enough and stopped.
The middle-aged man smiled and said: "Your Excellency, please wait a moment. Master Wuyin will be here soon to conduct subsequent tests."
Ye Ming nodded and waited in the hall with Yan Ruyu. About a quarter of an hour later, a tall, fat-headed man wearing a robe came out.
He glanced at Ye Ming, and when his eyes fell on Yan Ruyu, his eyes lit up, showing greed. But the next moment, he laughed and said: "This friend, I am the Five Seal Master, came here to conduct a test for you."
Ye Ming stood up and clasped his fists: "I have seen the Five Seal Master."
Master Wuyin nodded and said: "This test is very simple. It is a test of spiritual power. As long as your spiritual power reaches 10,000 kilograms, you will be considered a passer and can become an official warlock of Tianbao Palace."
Ten thousand catties? It seems that all the warlocks are not weak, he himself only has a strength of 100,000 kilograms.
Master Wuyin took him to a corner of the temple, where there was a huge iron lock, with a deep pit underneath and an iron chain connected to the iron lock. But the pit was small, and the iron lock was stuck on top.
Master Wuyin said to the bottom: "Ten thousand jins."
Just then, there was a sound from below the pit, and someone shouted: "Ten thousand jins is enough."
Master Wuyin signaled Ye Ming to lift the iron lock. As long as he could lift it, he would pass.
Ye Ming bent down and pulled gently, and the iron lock was lifted up to Lao Gao without any effort.
Master Wuyin was surprised. It was actually a 10,000-pound test that had only started recently. After all, there are already a lot of warlocks in Zhao State. In order to prevent more people from coming in to grab food, these mages and state masters shamelessly raised the test threshold to a level that is difficult to pass.
In the past ten years, dozens of warlocks have failed the test and have been unable to enter Tianbao Palace. In other words, this Tianbao Palace has not added new warlocks for ten years.
Master Wuyin never expected that Ye Ming was so powerful, with tens of thousands of kilograms of divine power! He laughed dryly and said: "Your Excellency is amazing, you have passed the test. Next, I will take you to meet the king of the country, who will confer the title of mage on you."
Wuyin asked the two to wait outside, and they left in a hurry.
After he left, Yan Ruyu said: "Brother Ming, I think this person's strength may not be 10,000 pounds. This test in Tianbao Palace is most likely to prevent others from coming in and stealing their jobs."
"Ignore it, I came in anyway." Ye Ming said, "I will go see the king later, you go home first. If nothing happens, I will be able to go back soon."
Yan Ruyu nodded and went back first.
Ye Ming didn't wait too long, and was taken by Master Wuyin to the palace to meet the king of Zhao.
King Zhao's palace, King Zhao is a young man who ascended the throne at the age of thirteen. It has been ten years now, and he was only twenty-three years old. It had been ten years since a new sorcerer had joined. As soon as he heard about the newcomer, the king immediately became excited. He immediately changed into the king's uniform and went to court to meet him.
In the court hall, the ministers of civil and military affairs were listed on the left and right. A new sorcerer has joined. This is a major event for the country, and all officials must be present in person to observe it with the king.
When Ye Ming arrived at the venue, the officials admired his temperament. His image is really good, much better-looking than those fat-headed and big-eared mages from Tianbao Palace.
Ye Ming looked young. When the king saw Ye Ming, he immediately felt happy. When Ye Ming saluted, he immediately asked: "How do you call this mage?"
Ye Ming: "The common man Ye Ming has no way of calling him."
On the left and right sides of the king, stood a middle-aged man in Taoist robes, all looking at Ye Ming with burning eyes.
The king looked around and asked: "Two national masters, I wonder what title should be given to this mage?"
The imperial master on the left said: "It is up to the monarch to decide."
The king narrowed his eyes and said, "In that case, you will be the great protector of the country from now on."
Among the officials, someone stood up and said, "Your Majesty, the title of Grand Master has never been conferred. Please clarify."
The king said calmly: "Since he is a great mage, his status is naturally above the ordinary mage, second only to the national master. And I think this mage is about the same age as me, so he should stay with me."
The official said: "Your Majesty, I wonder which level should this great mage's salary be based on?"
The monarch said: "Ordinary mages receive a duke's salary. Great mages naturally have a higher salary, so they should receive a prince's salary."
The corners of the mouths of the two national masters on the left and right moved slightly, but they finally said nothing. In this way, Ye Ming was canonized as the Grand Protector of the Country and received the prince's salary.
And after the canonization, the monarch said: "New mages are all rewarded. Let's do this. I will reward you with 20 million knives, 800,000 acres of fertile land, a mansion, 3,000 servants, and 800 bodyguards."
When hearing these rewards, all the officials were envious. But there is no way, who calls someone a warlock