This sentence caused many tea guests to burst into laughter.
Everyone shook their heads and felt honored, as if it was their greatest honor to beat back the tax collector of the imperial court.
While smiling, they looked at Li Yao with a "care for mentally retarded children" look.
Li Yao had a thousand words in his stomach, which he wanted to say to these ordinary people who had been malnourished for a long time and were therefore dark, thin, covered with scabies, described as wretched, and were completely different species from cultivators.
However, with their eyes staring like this, my thoughts wandered around for a long time, and I finally didn't know how to talk about it.
After leaving the tea shop, under the guidance of the teacher, he went to a local temple that was said to be very popular.
Along the Wujiang River, the divine power is extremely important and the incense is strong.
There are many temples, Taoist temples and ancestral halls in various towns and villages, and even in the deep mountains and dense forests.
However, where these sacred incense are located, most of them are not enshrined in illusory gods and Buddhas, but cultivators from local sects who died heroically in the action of slaying demons.
It is said that after the death of a cultivator, a trace of his heroic spirit will never die.
As long as he is offered incense, he will still protect the country and the people and protect the safety of a place.
Therefore, after the death of Shiwu Sect cultivators, those with extremely high cultivation and status will build their own temples, and even low-level cultivators with low strength will be assigned to various ancestral halls, forever.
Enjoy the incense and make offerings.
Each village here has more than one temple or ancestral hall.
It is often the tallest and grandest building in the village, with blue bricks and tiles, stone lions and copper doors, which is in sharp contrast to the low and dilapidated mud shacks nearby.
In every temple or ancestral hall, the heroic spirits of three or five cultivators are enshrined.
This is the most in-demand thing.
Whenever a cultivator from Shiwumen dies, it will lead to competition from all the villages and towns in the ten miles and eight villages.
Everyone offers the most generous terms, hoping to bring the heroic spirit to their own villages and towns.
The number of heroic spirits enshrined is a symbol of the strength of a village!
In the temple that Li Yao visited, a total of four cultivators were worshiped, including an elder and a leader of Shiwumen.
It was called the "Four Holy Temples" and was said to be the largest one in Shili and Baxiang.
Temple, no wonder the villagers say that this place is very popular and extremely effective.
In the Four Saints Temple, there are clay idols of four cultivators, covered with gold powder, and several colorful talisman formations that stimulate dazzling light are engraved in the dark.
When the villagers saw it, it was not surprising that they thought it was the spirit of a hero.
There are also a few bronze medals, but they are engraved with the deeds of these cultivators, especially the reasons for their death.
Li Yao took a closer look and found that the three cultivators all died while fighting ferocious beasts in the mountains and forests.
The master who was at the peak of the foundation-building stage was chasing a powerful evil cultivator who had fled to the local area.
Killed by the opponent.
These deeds of death left Li Yao at a loss what to say.
Obviously, it is impossible for a cultivating sect to survive only on taxes from ten miles and eight villages.
If you want to practice, you have to go to the deep mountains and old forests to hunt spiritual beasts and demon beasts, obtain their flesh and blood, spiritual elixirs, and demon elixirs, and then dig out various Planting heavenly materials, earthly treasures and crystals and spiritual minerals is the foundation of a sect.
Therefore, the Shiwumen went into the mountains to "kill demons and eliminate demons" because it was necessary for the sect's survival and development, not purely to "do justice for heaven."
But objectively speaking, it is indeed these cultivators who have been fighting for living space with monsters, jackals, tigers and leopards for hundreds of years without fear of sacrifice, and they have opened up a land where ordinary people can barely survive.
When demons, tigers and wolves came down the mountain to wreak havoc, or when evil cultivators from outside came in, the "immortal masters" of Shiwu Sect did not hesitate.
Therefore, when asked whether the cultivators of Shiwu Sect have contributed to the ordinary people here, Li Yao really can't say "no" with a shy face.
"A cultivator from Shiwu Sect is arrogant, bossy and dismissive towards the common people today.
He looks extremely hateful."
"But maybe tomorrow he will go into the mountains to fight with demons, and unfortunately he will die!"
"Subjectively, of course, he only went to collect demon pills, animal bones and various elixirs for his own cultivation, without considering the interests of the people at all; but objectively, he sacrificed his life to protect the environment and the people. , make a small contribution!”
"Is such an ancient cultivator a good person or a bad person?"
For a moment, Li Yao couldn't think of an answer to this question.
What's more, has this ancient cultivator really not considered the interests of the people at all?
Most of the cultivators in Shiwumen come from all over the country and are locals.
Many cultivators have eighty-year-old mothers and three-year-old children who are ordinary people, and they all live here.
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Once ferocious beasts and demons really come down the mountain in groups to wreak havoc, the families of these cultivators will also suffer disaster.
When these cultivators kill demons in the mountains and forests, do they really only consider their own interests, without any emotion of "defending their hometown"?
Human beings are not grass and trees, so how can we be ruthless?
How can we judge the affairs of this world with simple words such as "right or wrong, good or bad"!
Li Yao secretly sighed, hesitated for a long time, and finally, as a modern cultivator, bowed deeply to the four ancient cultivators represented by the four clay idols, and said respectfully in his heart.
A voice: "Senior!"
In any case, what these ancient cultivators represent is the history of human civilization and the past of all modern cultivators.
Without the past, how can there be a future?
Just as he was about to turn around and leave, Li Yao noticed a detail.
In front of the four clay idols, there are dozens of plates of roast chicken, minced meat, steamed buns, green dumplings, dried incense and other offerings.
Li Yao knew that the villagers in this area were so poor that they could not even afford millet porridge.
Roast chicken, minced meat, white bread and the like were delicacies that were not even considered during the Chinese New Year.
The villagers bought these things for the four clay idols.
I don’t know how much effort, how much effort they put in, and how much they represent!
However, these things slowly gained ground in front of the clay idols, and eventually they became cheaper than snakes, insects, rats, and ants.
Outside the temple stood a few naked, unkempt, beggar-like children, standing on tiptoes, drooling, staring at the sacrifices, watching the roasted chicken and rotten meat bit by bit.
It was ruined, but I didn't dare to step forward and even take a lick.
Li Yao heard the thunderous beating in the children's stomachs.
A hint of goodwill toward Gu Xiu just arose in his heart, but was suppressed in an instant.
At this time, there was another burst of wailing from the village outside.
The crying seemed to be contagious.
After a while, the entire village and even several nearby villages were drowned by the crying.
When Li Yao turned out of the temple to take a look, he saw that the entire village had raised hundreds of white flags, and many of the people were very familiar with it and were wearing sackcloth and mourning.
"The day before yesterday, Elder Lei of Shiwu Sect led twenty new immortal masters into the mountain for a trial.
Unfortunately, they disturbed a strange python that had been dormant underground for decades and was about to turn into a dragon.
Elder Lei and the six new immortal masters fell.
They fell. " Within the entire Shiwu City, hundreds of miles in radius, cannons were fired continuously, and people cried together
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Li Yao spent a day tracking and killing the strange python with a red tumor on its head, and took out the corpses of Elder Lei and three Qi Refining Stage cultivators from its abdomen, and carefully collected them Get up, take advantage of the starry night when no one is around, and put it at the intersection of three major roads at the foot of the mountain.
After bowing to them three times, he returned to Wujiang Pier and his boat with mixed emotions.
After that, I went all the way east to inspect the towns along the river, but I put away the arrogance from modern civilization and looked at the problems from the perspective of the local indigenous people.
As the river goes eastward, the next dozen or twenty towns are almost the same, with each cultivating sect as the center, and then expanding outwards.
The cultivators are indeed aloof, show off their power, and are above the imperial power.
But the landscape of the entire middle and upper reaches of Wujiang River is almost the same as that around "Shiwucheng".
There are high mountains and dense forests, and there are many ferocious beasts and demons.
Without cultivators fighting demons, ghosts, tigers, wolves, dragons and snakes, ordinary people simply cannot survive. .
If Li Yao was born as a local farmer, what else could he do in the face of extremely vicious demons, tigers and wolves, except placing all his hopes on the "immortal master"?
If Li Yao were a local cultivator, he probably wouldn't feel the slightest bit guilty about this relationship.
Instead, he would feel that he was protecting the country and the people, slaying demons and defending the Tao.
He practiced so hard and was in danger of dying every day, so the people worshiped him. , isn’t it natural to worship oneself and fear oneself?
I can’t even explain this truth clearly!
A few days later, they finally drove out of the middle and upper reaches of the Wujiang River, which has high mountains and dense forests and twists and turns, and entered the hills and plains in the middle and lower reaches of the Wujiang River.
Once you get here, you gradually enter the fertile land in the southeast where Daqian's spiritual energy is the strongest.
The level of development has been greatly improved.
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Naturally, there are not so many primitive jungles, and there are not so many monsters, monsters, jackals, tigers and leopards.
The hills and farmland here are highly utilized, and it is difficult to find even a piece of uncultivated land the size of a fingernail.
After thousands of years of annexation and accumulation, most of the fields and mountains and forests belong to local wealthy families and are then leased to farmers for farming.
As for the wealthy families, they are attached to a certain cultivation sect, and there are many "spiritual fields" with rich spiritual energy and the best quality that belong directly to the cultivation sect and will never fall into the hands of ordinary people.
The area here is sparsely populated, and every inch of land is precious.
The spheres of influence of most cultivating sects are intertwined and tightly intertwined.
Therefore, the biggest enemies of the cultivation sects in the middle and lower reaches of Wujiang River are no longer demons and tigers and wolves, but - other cultivation sects!
Here, Li Yao witnessed the battle between two cultivating sects for the first time.
Under the leadership of seven or eight foundation-building monks, nearly a hundred cultivators in the Qi Refining Stage, carrying the battle flags of their respective sects, were like two groups of furious tigers and wolves, colliding fiercely together, killing lives with swords, seducing souls with swords, ruthlessly To the extreme, there is no trace of kindness from Taoist friends at all.
In just half an hour's fire battle, a total of three foundation-building monks and more than twenty Qi-refining monks died.
And the reason was neither for any peerless magical power nor for any natural treasure, but actually just for a cow, an ordinary farm cow!
--------------- Sorry everyone, I went with my wife for a post-surgery check-up today and didn't come back until the afternoon, so the update is late.
It’s still the third update today, don’t worry