Forty Millenniums of Cultivation

This phrase also attracted many tea customers to laugh, and everyone shook their heads, as if it were a great honor to beat back the royal tax officers.

While smiling, they gave Li Yao a "caring for mentally retarded children” look.

Li Yao has a thousand words in his stomach, and wants to say to these chronic malnutrition, so black, lean, scabies, depicting lewdness, and the prosthetics are completely common people of both species.

However, with their eyes like this, their thoughts turned for half a day and they didn't know how to say it.

After leaving the cafeteria, under the guidance of the teacher, he went on another tour of the local temple, which was said to be extremely fragrant.

Along the shores of the Witch River, theocracy is extremely powerful, and there are many temples, dojos and shrines in various towns and villages and even in the dense forests of the deep mountains.

However, most of these divine power incense fires do not serve the Buddha of the Unholy, but local sects, who, in their actions to exterminate demons, sacrificed fiercely the modifiers.

It is said that the cultivators, after the fall, were not extinguished. As long as they received the incense of fire, they would still protect the people and shelter one side.

Therefore, after the death of Shi Wumen's cultivators, if they were to be built and held in a very high position, their own temples, or low-ranking monks of low strength, would also be attached to various temples to enjoy the sacrifice of incense fire forever.

There are more than one temple or shrine in the villages, often the highest lofty buildings in the villages, bluebrick manva, stone lion copper gates, in stark contrast to the low and dilapidated muddy shacks nearby.

Each temple or temple serves the spirits of three or five practitioners.

This is the tightest thing, whenever Shi Wu Gan has a practitioner crash, it will lead to competition in all the villages and towns of ten miles and eight towns. Everyone put forward the richest conditions, hoping to lead Ying Ling to his town.

The amount of spirits served is a symbol of the strength of a village!

In this temple visited by Li Yao, a total of four practitioners were sacrificed, including an elder and a ruler of Shi Wumen, called the "Four Temples”, said to be the largest temple in the eight townships of Ten Mile. No wonder the townspeople will say that the place is very aromatic and extremely spiritual.

Among the four temples, the mud idols of the four practitioners were painted with gold powder, and several exciting glow were engraved in the dark. There were also a few fairy talents. It was not surprising that Xuxu meant that if the ignorant countrymen saw them at night, they would be regarded as souls.

There are also a few bronze medals, which are the reason for the engraving of these practitioners, especially the meteor.

Li Yao took a closer look. All three of the cultivators fell in the mountains and woods when the fierce beast was killed. The master of the peak boundary of the foundation period was killed by the other party in pursuit of a powerful evil repair flowing to the local area.

These meteorites made Li Yao wonder what to say.

To cultivate sects, it is obviously impossible to live by rental taxes of ten miles and eight townships. If you want to cultivate, you should mainly go to the old forest in the deep mountains to hunt for spiritual beasts, demonic beasts, acquire their flesh and spiritual and demonic dans, and then dig out all kinds of celestial treasures and crystal stone spiritual mines. This is the foundation of a sect.

Therefore, Shi Wumen went into the mountains to “kill demons and demons”, which is the need for the survival and development of the Gate faction, but not purely “the Way of the heavens”.

But objectively, it is these practitioners who have traveled to their successors for centuries, fearless of sacrifice to compete with demons and monsters and leopards of the Jackal tigers to create a land for ordinary people to barely survive.

When demons and tiger wolves go down the mountain, or when evil repairs from outside flow in, the “fairy masters” of Shi Wuman Gate, too, have not been vague.

Therefore, to ask Shi Wumen's practitioners if they have contributed to the ordinary people in this room, Li Yao can't really say "no” with his face.

“A practitioner of Shi Wumann, high on the toes of the people today, fingering, disdainful, looks to the extreme. ”

“But maybe tomorrow he will go into the mountains and kill the demons, and unfortunately it will fall! ”

“Subjectively, of course, he is purely for his own training, to collect demon dancing, animal bones and all sorts of psychotropic drugs, without considering the interests of the people; but objectively, he paid his life, and indeed made a small contribution to the protection of the people! ”

“Is such an ancient Shu a good man or a bad man? ”

For a while, Li Yao couldn't think of an answer to this question.

Besides, has the ancient Shu never really taken into account the interests of the people?

The majority of Shimumen practitioners come from the eight townships of Shimumen and are native locals.

Eighty mothers and three-year-old children of a number of practitioners are ordinary people, all of whom live here.

Once the ferocious beasts and demons have truly come together and gone down the mountain, the families of these cultivators will also suffer the scourge of extinction.

When these cultivators exterminate demons in the mountain forest, are they really purely considering their own interests? Is there not a little bit of "defending their homeland” in it?

Man is not a grass tree. How can he be ruthless? How can the world's affairs be judged by the simple words "right, wrong, good and bad”?

Li Yaoyuan sighed and hesitated for a long time. Finally, as a modern practitioner, he offered a deep salute to the four ancient cultivators represented by the four mudflat idols. He shouted respectfully in his heart: “Senior! ”

In any case, these ancient relics represent the history of human civilization, the past of all modern practitioners.

Without the past, where is the future?

Li Yao noticed a detail when he was about to turn around and leave.

In front of the four mud fetus idols, they serve dozens of plates of roasted chicken, bad meat, buns, green clubs, dried incense and other sacrifices.

Li Yao knows that with the poverty level of the local people, Ping Su can't even drink Xiaomi porridge, roasted chicken, bad meat, white bread and so on, even don't even think about the new year.

The townspeople put these things in place for the four mud foetus idols. I don't know how much effort, how much effort, how much heart!

However, these things slowly rot in front of mudflat idols and end up cheap snakeworm ants.

Outside the temple, a few clothes were standing uncovered, the face of a foul face, such as a child named Hanako, but he was holding his toes, drooling, staring directly at the sacrifices, watching the roasted chicken and the bad meat rot a little, but he dared not go forward even to lick them.

Li Yao heard the thunder in the belly of the children.

A little bit of fondness for ancient repair just came up in the bottom of my heart, and it was suddenly suppressed again.

At this time, there was another burst of crying in the villages outside, as if it were contagious. At times, the whole village, even several nearby villages, were flooded with crying.

When Li Yao moved out of the temple to see it, he saw that the entire village had provoked hundreds of faces of white beard, and many people were familiar with the extreme Pima Dai Xiao.

“The day before yesterday, Elder Lei of Shi Wumen led 20 new Immortals into the mountain trial. Unfortunately, he was struck by a stumbling underground for dozens of loads. He was about to turn into a strange python, and Elder Lei and six new Immortals fell, falling! ”

Within the whole area of Shiwu City, hundreds of miles, the sound of gunfire burst into tears.

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Li Yao spent a day tracking down and chopping off an odd python with a red tumor in his head, and pulled the remains of Elder Thunder and three gas refiners from his abdomen, carefully converging them and putting them at the crossroads at the foot of the mountain while the stars and nights were deserted.

After three bows to them, it was in a complex mood to return to the Witch River Wharf, on its own boat.

After that, traveling east to visit the towns and villages along the river, the arrogance of modern civilization was put away and the problem was viewed more from a local indigenous perspective.

After going to Dajiangdong, 120 towns were not much different, centered on a cultivation sect, and then expanded outward. Indeed, the cultivators were high above the realm, and Yao Wuyangwei, above the imperial power existed.

But the landscape upstream of the Witch River is no different from the surroundings of the “Shiwu City”. The mountains are dense, the beasts and demons abound, and ordinary people cannot survive without the fighting of the impostors and demons, ghosts, tiger wolves and dragon serpents.

If Li Yao is from a local farmer, what can be done in the face of the fierce demons and tiger wolves, except to place all hope on the "fairy master”?

If Li Yao is a local practitioner, I'm afraid he won't feel a little guilty about this relationship. Instead, he will feel like a security guardian, except for the devil's way, cultivation is so hard. Every day he risks dying. Isn't it natural for the people to worship themselves, worship themselves, and fear themselves?

That's the truth, but I can't even explain it!

A few days later, they finally drove out of the mountains, the dense, winding rivers, upstream of the Witch River and into the hills and plains downstream of the Witch River.

When we got here, we gradually entered the most intense southeastern paste in the Great Dry Spirit. The level of development greatly improved. Naturally, there were not so many primitive jungles, and not so many demons and jackals.

The hills and farmland here are highly exploited by sewing needles, making it difficult to find even a field the size of a nail cover.

After a millennium of mergers and accumulations, most of the fields and mountain forests belong to the local Hao clan, which then tends to farmers for cultivation.

The Hao family name, on the other hand, depends on a cultivation sect, more spiritual richness, the best quality “spiritual field”, is directly owned by cultivation sect, there is no reason to fall into the hands of ordinary people.

There are few people here, inches of gold, and most cultivation sects have intertwined teeth and death entwined each other.

So, the biggest enemies of cultivating sects downstream of the Witch River are no longer demons and tiger wolves, but - other cultivating sects!

Here, for the first time, Li Yao saw a struggle between two cultivating sects.

Under the leadership of seventy-eight founding brothers, nearly a hundred Qi refiners carried the battle flag of their respective sects, like two angry tiger wolves, hit each other hard, knife killed, sword soul snatched, extreme spiciness, there is no scene of half a dozen friends.

Just half an hour of fire and a total of three founding brothers and more than twenty refining brothers fell.

And the cause, neither for the extinction of the gods nor for the natural treasures, is just for a cow, a common cow!

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Sorry folks, I went with my wife today after the surgery to review it. I didn't come back until the afternoon, so it was late for the update.

Don't worry, it's Sangen today ~