Chapter 232
Just like an innocent child teasing ants, when he is in the mood, he will throw a piece of meat to watch the ants carry it. When he is not in the mood, he will boil a pot of water to pour on the ant nest.
In the eyes of immortals, mortals are no different from ants.
"Do you know what this Daqin Mansion is?" Daozhen said lightly:
"It is the earthly fairyland that the Dadao Sect wants to build."
"This will be the paradise on earth created by the immortal gate with all its efforts. With the blazing fire and gold Taoist soldiers like King Qin sitting in charge, it can suppress human disasters and deal with ordinary warriors who make trouble."
"Any resident who enters Daqin Mansion, as long as he believes in the immortals of the Dadao Sect and worships the gods devoutly and offers incense, he can be protected by the immortal gate and be free from disasters."
Hai Siyuan and the others just felt absurd:
"The paradise on earth?"
Li Changshi trembled and straightened up, stretched out his finger with difficulty, and pointed to the Daqin Mansion city.
From here, you can see the refugees pouring out of the open city gate. If you look more carefully, you can also see the blood on the streets inside the city gate that has not yet been cleaned.
"Is this the paradise on earth you mentioned?" Li Changshi said angrily.
"This is because mortals started to resist." Daozhen said indifferently:
"Before you started to resist, wasn't this Daqinfu City thriving everywhere, and the people lived and worked in peace and contentment?"
"Since you said it was thriving, where did the money for building Daqinfu come from?" Li Changshi frowned and said:
"The money and grain came from the treasury of the court, and it didn't come out of thin air. The people migrated from other regions of Zhongzhou."
"Since there are refugees migrating from other places, then other regions of Zhongzhou are naturally in dire straits and suffering from human disasters."
"Yes." Daozhen admitted this very frankly and did not refute it.
"Other regions in Zhongzhou are in dire straits. We, the Dao Sect, don't have the ability to take care of them all, and we won't."
"Other regions are in dire straits, but the Great Qin Prefecture is a fairyland on earth, and that's enough."
"What we cultivators want is incense, a continuous and stable supply of incense."
"Instead of deliberately torturing mortals, mortals have never been in the eyes of cultivators, so how can they deliberately torture them?"
"So... the interests of the immortal sect are not actually contrary to the interests of mortals. What the cultivators want is incense, so why do they deliberately torture mortals?"
Hai Siyuan only felt a chill rising up, almost seeping into his bones.
"You have entered the Dao Sect, and people's hearts have changed so much?" Hai Siyuan was incredulous and a little confused.
Daozhen shook his head: "It's just that after practicing the immortal way and entering the immortal sect, I know that the world is vast, and the vision pattern is different from the past."
"Old soldiers sacrificed their lives for the country, does Da Yan remember your names?"
Hai Siyuan was speechless again.
"So, this is where we can't agree." Daozhen sighed slightly:
"If mortals don't make trouble and don't resist, this Daqin Prefecture will still be a paradise and will eventually become a fairyland on earth. How could it end up like this now?"
"You think that the immortal sects are tyrannical and regard mortals as ants, but you know how powerful the nine immortal sects are. Resistance is a dead end, which will only lead to the destruction of lives and more deaths."
In Daozhen's view, it is naturally a good result for Daqin Prefecture to successfully become a fairyland on earth.
The immortal sect can get incense, and the residents living here can live and work in peace and contentment as long as they believe in the group of immortals. It can be said to be a win-win situation.
Although immortal cultivators don't care too much about the lives of mortals, there are actually only a few who act recklessly like Daoxu, and there are only a few cases occasionally.
Now that the mortals have exposed the true face of the King of Qin, the Dadao Sect can no longer pretend.
On the contrary, it will bring disasters, which will not be beneficial to the stability of the overall situation and cause more casualties.
"I..." Hai Siyuan felt dry in the mouth.
Although he was a third-rank general, his status was not low.
But he entered the Baili Desert at the age of 20 and spent most of his life in the desert battlefield. Facing Daozhen's words, he really didn't know where to refute.
Li Changshi behind him sighed. He was older and saw more clearly.
"Captain Hai, it's useless to waste words with him."
"Daozhen is a natural spiritual root, top-notch qualifications, a rare genius in the immortal way, and the elite of the human race."
"So from the moment he entered the immortal gate, his butt is no longer with us."
Li Changshi was also a little discouraged.
In the beginning, it was his brother General Li Changge who overcame all objections to let Daozhen join the immortal gate, thinking that at least he could send an innocent child out of the desert...
"Since the negotiation failed, there is nothing we can do." Daozhen stretched out his hand, and the golden bell phantom was taken into his hand, rippling with golden light in his palm.
Lonely City is where he grew up, and these old soldiers who used to guard Lonely City are also old acquaintances of him.
Letting them stay here would be a dead end.
"You'll die anyway, so why not follow me." Daozhen sighed slightly:
"I have formed the Heavenly Dao Golden Pill. With my current status, protecting hundreds of mortals is just a small matter."
"Follow me back to the Immortal Gate of the Dao Sect."
He spread out his sleeves, and a clear light flashed out, sucking these old soldiers into his sleeves.
But at this moment.
A cold voice came from outside the door:
"Heavenly Dao Golden Pill? I don't know what it tastes like."
Daozhen's waving of his sleeves suddenly stopped, and he looked back.
Behind him, a tall figure appeared at some point.
This figure was leaning against the doorframe, standing there quietly with his arms folded. His shoulders were as broad as mountains, his long half-black and half-white hair was casually draped over his shoulders, his eyes were as deep as the abyss, and his aura was as deep as the mountains.
"A martial artist?" Daozhen turned around, quite surprised.
In just a blink of an eye, a strong wind seemed to pass by.
Daozhen looked down and saw that he and the sleeves of his Taoist robe had been torn apart by a huge force and split in two from the middle.
His body quickly fell over, and finally turned into two pieces of broken tissue paper, falling to the ground.
"Tsk, the stranger is just a ghost and a paper man." The tall man said coldly.
He turned around and walked away, with no intention of stopping.
The sleeves of the Taoist robe were torn open, and Hai Siyuan and others who had just been put into it happened to see the man's leaving figure.
Li Changshi looked at this figure. He was in his later years and felt inexplicably excited. His heart was beating unconsciously.
He subconsciously took a step forward and shouted:
"Wu..."
He only shouted one word, then stopped and said no more.
After forty years of alien war, things and people have already changed.
He didn't know for a moment whether he wanted to call "General Wu" or "Sage Wu".
Wu Shengren did not respond or look back, and his back quickly disappeared in the wind.
...
"Father, have you made up your mind?" Wu Qiankun took this scene in his eyes, his eyes a little complicated:
"Actually, Daodao Sect... is not a good breakthrough point."
"There are nine major immortal sects in Kyushu. Although we warriors don't know which ones are strong and weak among them, we can judge them from the areas they occupy."
"This Dao Dao Sect seems to be about the same strength as other immortal sects, but since it can occupy Zhongzhou, there must be something extraordinary about it."
"My foster father... this time he takes action, it turns the world upside down. I still think that looking at the overall situation, we might start with Qizhou Yunxiao Sect or Nanzhou Xuantian Sect."
Qizhou is a barren land with many mountains and few people. The population is not large, so the incense is naturally not strong.
Therefore, in the judgment of Wu Jihui, the Yunxiao Sect occupying Qizhou should be the weakest among the nine immortal sects.
As for Xuantian Sect in Nanzhou... Mainly because of Emperor Yonghe's worship of gods, he was thwarted by the other eight immortal sects, and he was probably injured.
"Shut up." Wu Shengren looked indifferently at the gate of Daqin City in front of him:
“I’ve heard enough of the word ‘big picture’ over the past few decades.”
Chapter 249 How can a body of flesh and blood defeat the gold and iron of immortality? (4k
On the flying boat of Taoist Qingzhuo.
The monks were chatting one after another, which seemed quite leisurely.
The existence of Elder Qingzhuo gave them the confidence, so although this incident was quite a fuss, they didn't take it too seriously and just regarded it as a sect's customary experience.
Dao Fei is the second among the golden elixir monks under Elder Qingzhuo's sect, and his cultivation has reached the third level of the golden elixir.
The other monks on this flying boat are all his junior brothers and sisters. As a senior brother, he is naturally very popular. He is always complimented wherever he goes. He can be said to be a man of the hour on this flying boat.
"I heard that Senior Brother Dao Fei has reached the third level of the golden elixir. His magic power is two or three times that of the elixir he just formed. There is the true fire of elixir samadhi on the outside, and there is a golden bell of blazing fire essence to protect his body. I think he will be able to be with me this time. Leave a good impression in front of you.”
"The Fiery Golden Bell, this thing is not cheap. Is it Senior Brother Daofei's natal magic weapon?"
"Of course."
"If I could form an elixir, I would also have to get such a life-protecting magic weapon to protect my physical body."
"Come on, even if you form a pill, you may not be able to afford such expensive things."
During the discussion, a foundation-building monk whispered:
"Speaking of... I heard that Senior Brother Daozhen, who is under Elder Qingyi, has a rare Heavenly Spiritual Root, and has now formed the Golden Pill of Heavenly Dao? I wonder who is stronger or weaker between him and Senior Brother Daofei? "
"It's hard to say. I heard that Senior Brother Daozhen was summoned by Elder Qingyi just after forming the elixir, and he was even given a magic weapon for protection... Maybe he can compete for the third position in the sect in the future."
"Stop chatting, be careful senior brother hears..."
While the monks were discussing, a figure appeared behind Leng Buding, it was Dao Fei.
But he had a warm smile on his face and didn't look angry:
"Senior Brother Daozhen has the spiritual root of heaven, he is a dragon and a phoenix among men, and he also has the magic weapon 'Little Thousand Swords' given by Elder Qingyi to protect his body. I just have stronger magic power than him. I have practiced more magic skills, but the magic weapon is not as good as him." , how can you compare with him?”
"Okay. Experience is coming soon, don't talk about such gossip."
When the protagonist in the gossip appeared, the monks naturally couldn't continue chatting and could only disperse.
After everyone left, the smile on Dao Fei's face slowly faded.
Daofei has stayed in the golden elixir stage for many years. In terms of magical power, Taoism, and skill level, he is confident that he is much better than Daozhen, who has just formed an elixir.
But in a monk's fight, victory or defeat is not determined by the apparent level of cultivation.
For example...you have to have a magic weapon.
Cultivation of immortality is about a wealthy couple. The quality of the magic weapon has a huge impact.
Daozhen alone, as a rare spiritual root, was valued by Elder Qingyi and given a magic weapon. This was something Daozhen couldn't match even if he just flattered him.
It’s a good thing that Daozhen is not on this Tianzhou.
As soon as they boarded the Tianzhou, as the only two Golden Core Stage monks on the Tianzhou, they would naturally be compared with the Junior Brothers and Sisters of the Foundation Establishment Stage.
Comparing goods means throwing away goods. Comparing people with people is infuriating.
With this thought in his mind, he saw Daozhen walking out of the quiet room in the Tianzhou, his expression a bit solemn, and his brows furrowed deeply.
"Senior Brother Daofei, our trip to the Great Qin Mansion may not be easy..." Daozhen said:
"I have a paper figure that was beheaded by a mortal warrior in the Great Qin Mansion."
Daozhen didn't know Wu Shengren, and the person killed by Wu Shengren was only a paper man, not his own self, so although he was surprised, he was not afraid.
"Paper man?" Dao Fei was stunned at first, and then the corners of his mouth turned up slightly unconsciously, as if he was suppressing a smile.
Although the paper man is far less powerful than the real body of the immortal cultivator, Daozhen, as a monk who has formed the golden elixir of heaven, was actually destroyed by a mortal?
It stands to reason that even if it is a piece of paper, it can be easily used to suppress the so-called god-refining warriors among mortals. This is really an eye-opener for Dao Fei.