Zhao Layue has been preparing to practice since she was a child, living in seclusion, until she went to Qingshan, and the people she came into contact with were not only family members and servants, but also fellow practitioners, and never thought about these problems."
This is the first time I've said this to anyone, and because it's boring and meaningless, it's going to be the last time I'll say it."
Jing Jiu looked at her and said calmly: "Monsters eat people, and cultivators also eat people, some are real food, some are fake food, but they are all eaten. ”Zhao Layue was silent for a while, and said, "Just like those pearl fishers you said when you were in Haizhou?
But there is always a difference. ”Jing Jiu said, "In the final analysis, the cultivation sect needs the support of mortals, and what has a cultivator done for mortals?
”Zhao Layue raised her eyebrows and said: "We have all walked on the Tongtian Bridge in Nanhe Prefecture. ”Jing Jiu said: "Yes, cultivators can build bridges and open mountains for mortals, and slay demons and eliminate demons, but they still do too little compared to their abilities.Because cultivation is self-cultivation, just like our Qingshan Sect, if it weren't for the fact that there was no chance to break through the realm, those second-generation disciples wouldn't even be willing to do it, so how could they talk about walking in the world and eliminating misfortune?
”"You mean, the attitude of a cultivator towards mortals is like raising sheep?"
Zhao Layue stared at his eyes and said, "Building the bridge is just to help them make the sheepfold stronger, and slaying demons is just afraid that wolves will eat too many of their own sheep?"
”Jing Jiu said: "It's a good analogy, but it's not accurate enough, and the cultivators are also from mortals, and the relationship between the two is countless times more complicated than the relationship between herdsmen and sheep. ”Zhao Layue asked, "What problems will it bring?"
”"Sheep do not envy herdsmen, because no sheep becomes herdsmen."
Jing Jiu said, "But mortals will envy and envy cultivators, because they have former companions who have become cultivators. ”Zhao Layue understood what he meant and said, "How to solve this problem?"
”Jing Jiu said: "The strong have everything, so the Chaotian Continent has always been ruled by cultivators, and the current situation is the same, the Jing clan royal family is just the administrator of all the major cultivation sects based on balance and other considerations, of course, the Jing clan royal family will also use this check and balance to continue to grow themselves in order to seek eternity." ”Zhao Layue realized something and said, "It turned out to be from the Mei Club. ”"That's right, it was the Mei Society that determined the pattern of the continent for hundreds of years, but afterwards some cultivators had some different ideas."
Jing Jiu said: "They feel that this pattern is too stable, the operation efficiency is too low, and the Terran ascension is too slow to truly eliminate the threat of the Snow Country. ”Zhao Layue asked curiously, "Then what are they going to do?"
”Jing Jiu was silent for a while and said: "They think that the human race can't live too comfortably, at least until the snow country is not wiped out, they also think that mortals should not be taken care of too much, and the cultivators should tear off the mask of hypocrisy and directly enslave mortals, and at the same time conduct a massive selection of mortals with cultivation potential, and use various methods to promote their growth and strengthen the power of the human race." ”Zhao Layue's dark eyes showed surprise, and said, "It's like a real sheep raiser?
”Jing Jiu did not speak.………… Xihuai Mountain is in the west of Chaoge City.Seventeen hundred miles.This is just out of the range of the Yunmeng Mountain Great Array.The cliff was full of fog, and as the morning sun rose, the mist steamed up, and the scene in front of the cliff became clearer.The young man sat on the edge of the cliff with a bamboo pole in his hand.The line hanging from the pole fell to the bottom of the cliff and sank into a waterfall.The water roared, the waterfall was very fast, but the thin line was steady.He was fishing for birds in the clouds that day, and what is he fishing in the waterfall today?
Some extremely thin black shadows can be faintly seen, passing through the waterfall, the speed is so fast, you can swim freely in the seemingly vertical curtain of water, I don't know what kind of alien fish.Those dark shadows stared at the tip of the thin line, knowing that it was dangerous, but they refused to leave, and it seemed that they were also extremely greedy species.The thin old man squatted beside the young man, rubbing his reddened nose with his hands from time to time, and looked really like a dog.The young man suddenly raised his head and looked at a mountain cliff more than ten miles away.The old man then looked over, and with his eyesight, he could naturally see that a lame young man was struggling to climb the mountain with his bags."
He is different from Liu Shi-year-old, the fire in Liu's heart is a fake fire, but he really hates it, those rotten exercises of the Sanqing School are not worth learning."
The young man glanced at the old man and said, "How about making him the sect master of the Xuanyin Sect for you?"
”The old man said: "Interesting, anyway, my disciples and grandchildren have never honored me, let alone thought of helping me, the old ancestor, solve the trouble, they should all die." ”The young man stuck the bamboo pole into the crack of the cliff, stood up and looked into the distance.The moment his hand left the bamboo pole, the thin black shadows in the waterfall rushed towards the end of the line like countless black lightning bolts.Countless splashes were stirred up, mixed with piercing screams.The young man ignored it, looked over there and suddenly said, "Do you say let him jump off a cliff to find a cave, or fall into the lake and find a treasure chest?"
”The old man smiled and said, "I think it's okay anyway." ”The young man suddenly asked, "Do you really want to kill me?"
”The old man looked as usual and did not speak.The young man turned to look at him, his delicate face still with an amiable smile.The old man was silent for a while, and said, "I don't want to hide it from you, because it's meaningless and I can't hide it, yes, I do want to kill you today." ”The young man said, "Why?
”"Those disciples of mine didn't honor me, because they didn't know where I was hiding, and they couldn't help me solve this big problem, because they couldn't beat you Qingshan.But this does not mean that they do not love me and respect me, and every year when worshipping my ancestors, my portrait will inevitably be placed in the third position. ”The old man sneered and said: "My sect has been suppressed by your decency for thousands of years, living like a dog, and finally there is some hope in recent years, of course my ancestor wants to do something for the sect, but at this time you want me to pass on the exercises to this cripple who doesn't know, do you think I have a reason not to be angry?"
”"Yes, I heard that the young master of the Xuanyin Sect is good now, I think you are going to pass on the exercises to him."
The young man smiled and said, "But I thought it was interesting, so it was decided." ”The old man narrowed his eyes and said nothing.Of course he wanted to kill the young man and gain real freedom.But he didn't do it, so naturally there are reasons why he can't do it.The young man sighed and reached out to touch the old man's head, his eyes full of pity.Mercy is not sympathy, it is more condescending.The old man is a famous big devil in the history of the cultivation world, one of the famous sword escapers: the three ancestors of the Xuanyin Sect.Who is qualified to have mercy on him?
Or.It is the young man who pities himself.()