Forty Millenniums of Cultivation

Chapter 1388: Which Is Not? (Fourth more!

When those neon feathers, fairy wind bones, handsome fixers, emerge from the golden and glorious floating mountains of the king's sword, looking down at the yellow skin on the ground, thin clothes, and even a formation of stinking ordinary people, there is no better than this!

“Ordinary people are ants! ”

Li Yao, who grew up in a new era, is extremely difficult to agree with.

Because in the modern civilization in which the Federation of Stars and Glows is located, even ordinary people with no power of bondage can be truly clothed, clean and tidy, with a strong body and good spiritual appearance, at least at first glance, not necessarily much different from those who practise.

However, in such a less productive ancient world, the so-called "divine farewell” is real, and what are the ordinary people who struggle in the dungeons, not lambs and ants?

Therefore, Li Yiu observed that the cultivators, not to mention the evil shape of ordinary people, arbitrarily * * * *, at least when in contact with ordinary people, are naturally revealing a high taste.

Instead of “contempt”, they look at the eyes of ordinary people as if the difference between them and ordinary people was natural and scriptural.

Almost every passing dozen sects.

Li Yao's dark sentiment in his heart is trying to criticize these ancient cultivations that despise ordinary people with the glowing theory of "the cultivator is the fish, the ordinary man is the water, the cultivator is the sword of human civilization”.

Some ancient Sacred Aboriginal words slapped him hard.

That was his stop in a town called “Shiwu City”. When he saw the mountain gate of the local sect “Shiwu Gate” was extraordinarily tall and the fortress was extraordinarily golden, while the villages of the ordinary people nearby were extraordinarily broken down by Xiao Xue. When his heart moved, he stopped to investigate in depth.

He broke off Ling Lanyin and entered Shiwu City dressed as a servant of the wind and dust.

It is true to see the cultivators here with extraordinarily high toes, slamming straight into each other and treating ordinary people as nothing.

When he reached the teahouse at the foot of the mountain outside the city, he heard several tea guests chatting, and Li Yao couldn't help but hold his unnamed anger.

Turns out, this stone martial arts cutter, on his own, not only should have cut off the food and taxes that should have been paid to the court, but even replaced the court in launching a military service!

Ordinary people within the scope of Shi Wumann's influence must be strong enough to serve in Shi Wumann for three or five or seven years. They can only receive very modest remuneration during this period, and even pay no pennies.

The tea customer's youngest son, who had been working in Shi Wu Men for three years as a horse for the fixer, was to be put home.

One day, he turned into a cold, icy corpse, and was thrown out by Shi Wuman, saying that he was overworked and died suicidally.

Watching his body is indeed a lean bone, bluish muscle explosion, the appearance of exhaustion of qi and blood, obviously caused by the long overdue labor.

The point is that the tea customer, when talking about the death of his youngest son, did not have any dissatisfaction with Shi Mumen, apart from his mourning.

Even other tea customers just sighed that he was unlucky, that his youngest son, Fu Thinshou, was short, but did not dare to have half a complaint against Shi Wumann, and did not even realize Shi Wumann's responsibility.

Li Yao couldn't really listen, what “pity on his misfortune and anger”, what “talented human rights, born equal”, what “shake his arms, wake up the ancients of ignorance and numbness” and other thoughts wandered between the five dirty hearts, couldn't help but say a few sarcastic words.

Unexpectedly, a few words were made to provoke anger. Even the tea customer whose youngest son died working in Shi Wu Gate was angry with him and spat.

The reproach of many tea customers first made Li Yiumei stare, then he had nothing to say, but finally he was blushing and ashamed.

It turns out that the area where Shi Wumen is located is the most dangerous mountain area in the Witch River Basin and the densest mountain area in the jungle.

Apart from this side of the small basin, the surrounding area is surrounded by Chongshan Mountain Mountain, which, in turn, is covered in cloudy fog that surrounds it all year round.

There are many places in the mountains where you can see the sun for only two or three days at the end of the year, and the rest of the day it rains constantly.

These poor mountains of evil water, naturally filled with demons, dragon snake tiger leopards, will not only devour the mountaineers who have gone into the old forest of the deep mountains, but will even sweep down the mountains in groups, eating the entire village with only piles of bone residue.

Such a harsh living environment can also develop a large city, seven or eight towns and dozens of villages, all thanks to Shi Wumen's practitioners.

It is up to them not to be afraid of death, to go deeper into the mountain forest at once, to kill demons, to open up space for survival, so that ordinary people can follow, to burn mountains and open deserts, to build new villages!

“For more than 200 years, Shi Wuman Gate has been swept up more than a dozen times a year in the mountains and forests of the Quartet, eradicating demons and vicious beasts' nests. Every year, the fallen fairy, there are no 50, at least 120 miles! ”

“That's right, in recent decades alone, Shi Wumen even died in charge of the demon to exterminate it! ”

“Without the fairy of Shi Wumen, all the villages and towns within hundreds of miles will be ruined by the demon monster. That's why we call this place" Shi Wucheng ", which is the great grace of the fairy masters! ”

“If you want to know the reward of grace, can you be the ungrateful, wretched son of a bitch? He even has two people in charge of the Divine Connection, more than a dozen and twenty people die each year. What is it... Trial, you can die seven or eight doorman. One of our common people is dead. What can you say? ”

Li Yao did not expect these “ignorant, numb victims” to say this, said the half-day, anyway, Shi Wumen should not withhold the royal taxes, should not levy private servitude, but this is the majesty of the court of the hall, where, if each sect like Shi Wumen, is a small kingdom, what would happen if the wind and rain wavered dry dynasty?

This makes for a joyous laugh.

Until this moment, many tea visitors regarded Li Yao as a foolish sour, rotten Confucian who read books, but was lazy enough to compare with him generally.

A slightly more Sven native, like Mr. Teaching, broke his finger and settled a bill with him.

First, in theory, Shi Wuman certainly does not have the power to withhold food and taxes paid to the court.

But then again, for the people, taxes are paid anyway. If these foods and taxes are handed over to the court, the ghost knows where they will end up, or in the hands of the chief officers of the court, seven turns and eight turns, and then it will be gone!

And if you pay the food and taxes directly to Shi Wumann, Shi Wumann is at least a native local sect, how can it be squandered? Most of it is squandered locally. This is the reason that pork is rotten in a pot, and the fat water does not flow out of people's fields.

Not to mention, exterminating the demons in the surrounding mountain forests in order to gather rare materials from them, as well as the treasures of heaven and earth deep in the mountain forests, is of great benefit to Shi Wu Men and even sustains their fundamental development.

Even without the popular haste, Shi Wuman will do his best to kill demons and demons. Most of the resources they put away will be used for this purpose.

In a way, it's “for the people, for the people”!

So, of course, the local people wholeheartedly embraced Shi Wu Men. Every tax season, they tried to help Shi Wu Men intercept food and taxes together.

The same is true of servitude.

For the people, both left and right are to serve in military service, either to Shi Wuman on duty or to the court.

But there are many advantages to working for Shi Wumen.

First of all, Shi Wumen is in the homeland, even the tall fixers, most of them are the townspeople, beneath the seven bends, can have some relationship.

The so-called "one gets the word, the chicken dog rises to heaven”, when you become a practitioner, you can completely refuse to recognize it, even my mother and I will be treated as ants?

Nature is impossible, at least for the vast majority of lower-ranking monks, to watch their seventy mothers sit on the ground and roll without moving.

Therefore, the worst form of domestic servitude introduced by his seventieth mother is more apathetic, but it is impossible to deliberately * * * * torture.

So, after all these years, there is excessive labor and death for ordinary people on Shi Wuman duty, but it rarely happens when people die from live abuse, even if there is, it violates the Patriarchal Law and is “made into the rules”.

One more thing, working for Shi Wumen, a little more strength, can give Shi Wumen's practitioners more time to practice, the stronger the practice, the more demonic beast can be killed, the calmer the place?

Besides, if you are smart and lucky enough, you may be able to learn some shallow fist and foot kung fu, even the opportunity has arrived, and you have changed your body and become a real fixer!

Such a possibility, though minimal, is the only way up for people who "face the loess and fall into the air with a sweat bead” all day long.

Even if this road can't be reached, if you serve as hard as you can, you will have the pleasure of a fairy master. If you walk in the countryside in the future, there will be one more mountain to rely on!

None of these advantages, if you serve in court, will be lost.

First of all, to give the court duty, it often has to be expropriated 10,000 miles away, where life is unfamiliar, the soil and water is still a small matter, beaten, * * * *, bone crushing suckling pressed, but called heaven should not, the ground is not functional, is a common thing.

Said it was ugly, died in Shi Wu Men, and could be left for the whole body to come back.

Join the Imperial Army and die on the battlefield 10,000 miles away. You can leave a cylinder of ash back, even if your ancestors bless you!

Moreover, the imperial army, made up of ordinary people, is the lowest profession, with little contact with the practitioners, taught and searched for the possibility of relying on the mountains.

Finally, the local youth and strength have been recruited more than 18,000 miles away. What about the demon monsters in the nearby mountain forest? The fairies can't do the heavy chore work again, go and kill the demons again?

What, the court needs an army to fight the Ghost Qin?

Fucking * ghost Qin has nothing to do with me. It's not the ghost Qin who has been raging Shi Wu for centuries, it's the demon monster in the nearby mountains!

Ghost Qin Wolf trampled the North. That's a Yankee matter. Why should we go to the South to bleed for nothing?

“The court? With us, the court is an egg, Shi Wuman is the sky! ”

“The demons roamed, and when the tiger wolf went down, Shi Wumen's fairies rushed up to kill him. Where was the Imperial Army? Not a hair! ”

“Autumn harvest the valley is ripe, when you want to collect food, it came quickly, we all called Shi Wumen's fairy master to call back! ”

It seemed like Mr. Teaching's indigenous people, in a crude and proud tone, to Li Yao Ru.