Chapter 347 Mortals and Monks

Author: Pig Heart and Shrimp

Chapter 347 Mortals and Monks

In the world of spiritual practice, there was a flood in thirty-three years.

An earthen city on the road leading to Tianzhou, on a flat mountain road in the distance cast by the great master of cultivation with great magic power, mortals who are tired of the journey are rushing here, dragging their families with their families.

Those with excellent conditions are pulled by an ox cart, so you don't have to walk on your own, while those with worse conditions have to ride a donkey or horse.

These are usually princes and nobles from various dynasties. During the Great Migration, only their former noble status is left with just one name. If they have the ability to help the immortal palace manage mortals and coordinate the various tasks of the migration, they can still maintain some status.

If he has no ability and only holds a so-called noble bloodline, he will soon become an ordinary person during the long migration. Because the Immortal Palace does not look at their bloodline and treats all mortals equally.

Except for a very small number of family members who are connected by blood and join the Immortal Sect, they can receive special treatment. However, these people are usually picked up directly by the disciples of their respective sects and will not be mixed with mortals.

As soon as the migrating people saw the huge earth city group sitting on the mountainside, there were no city walls, only densely packed houses, which could be roughly divided into two types. Either densely packed cave dwellings embedded in the mountain, or square houses made entirely of loess.

"arrive!"

"We're here!"

Accompanied by the cheers of the people, the mortals walking at the front began to run faster. Some even knocked down the people in front of them and ran towards the city desperately.

The number of houses in Tucheng is limited, and the Immortal Palace cannot accurately calculate the number of people migrating in each batch. Sometimes there are vacancies, but most of the time they are full.

Therefore, it is important to enter the city first, so as to at least have a place to stay.

"presumptuous!"

There was a loud shout in the sky, and terrifying power fell from the sky. All the running people fell to the ground on the spot and fell into coma. One of them even fell off the cliff and his head was opened directly.

The monks standing in the sky just looked at this scene indifferently, and the Jin Dan who took action didn't even look at it.

I saw him looking down at the crowd that looked like a long dragon and marching like ants, and his voice spread for more than ten miles: "Those who make trouble will be killed without mercy."

The cold voice fell, mixed with the pressure of the monks, and the hundreds of thousands of mortals walking at the forefront all lowered their heads, with a trace of fear and awe in their eyes.

This may seem a bit unsatisfactory, and it is not in line with the kindness to mortals advocated by Immortal Palace, but this kind of behavior is tacitly approved by Immortal Palace. Because the premise of good treatment is to abide by the rules, people who create chaos and kill people during the Great Migration

No different.

So far, deaths from exhaustion and illness account for the majority of deaths during migration. Hundreds of people die on the road almost every day. Most of these people are elderly or suffering from diseases. Then the second category is riots

, including but not limited to camp roars, stampedes, scrambling for food, etc.

There is no shortage of opportunistic and evil-minded people in the world, and being strict with them is the greatest kindness to others.

Of course, this harshness is also mixed with the monks' emotions, including resentment towards mortals, deep-seated arrogance, and simply looking down on mortals.

This is a long-standing historical problem in the world of spiritual practice. Although there is a fairy palace and a living immortal who supports the mortal world. Most monks will look at the face of this immortal and do not have the same knowledge as ordinary people. This does not mean that

They will love mortals.

Mortals are divided into rich and poor, high and low, and the rich and powerful don't regard mortals as human beings, let alone monks whose life spans start at a hundred years. If you really want to compare, monks are much more merciful than officials.

At least they rarely compete with the people for profit.

Back to business.

After the monk's strong suppression and the killing of several mortals who caused the commotion, the crowd fell into complete silence and meekly accepted the monk's command.

"Don't push, don't crowd. Anyone who pushes others will be killed without mercy."

"Those with children under 10 years old enter the city first."

"If you are separated from your family members, follow the road to the end. There will be people there to help you call for help."

"Anyone who is raped should hug the adulterer immediately, and the Immortal Palace will uphold justice for you. No matter what his status is, even an emperor will lose his head under the Immortal's magic."

The monks flew through the crowd quickly. In their shouts, while the crowd was restoring order, there was also some commotion. There were criminals who were afraid of responsibility, and there were victims who needed justice.

Without exception, these two types of people could not escape the eyes of the monks. Every mortal was caught in the air and sent to a special detention place.

In the end, only one of the two parties can make it out alive, just like the Colosseum from long ago.

In troubled times, heavy rules should be used. The perpetrators should be killed, and the framers should also be killed. There is no need to worry about the monks making misjudgments. It is impossible for ordinary people to deceive the monks' discernment.

On the top of the city tower, Master Yunhua looked at the dense crowd. When he saw it started to rain again, he waved a layer of gauze from his sleeves.

The silver-white satin stretches for dozens of miles to protect people on the road from wind and rain.

This is a golden elixir magic weapon specially created by the Shangqing Palace. It is different from previous magic weapons. It is completely cast for ordinary people. Its purpose is to protect against wind and rain. A light veil can cover a radius of 30 meters and the length can reach hundreds of meters.

Kilometer range.

During the Great Migration, people who contracted wind-cold almost escaped death. Monks could easily cure the wind-cold, but they could not cure tens of thousands of people. For some migrations with a slightly larger number of people, a single wind-cold might infect ten people.

Thousands of people came.

"When will this migration end?" An elder from the same sect next to him sighed, "It has been 30 years. If this continues, I don't know how many people's practice will be wasted. We should have jointly signed a letter to the immortal instead of being deceived by the Moon Palace.

Scared."

Master Yunhua glanced slightly sideways and warned: "Forcing the palace to death, put away those thoughts of yours."

A year ago, 12 practicing sects openly went to the Moon Palace to oppose the Great Migration that had been planned for 8 years. This was the first time since the Immortal Era that so many people openly opposed the Immortals.

Naturally, the outcome was that they were jointly suppressed by the Moon Palace and the Shangqing Palace. In front of the two great masters in the transformation stage, they were beaten down as soon as they shouted the first sentence.

But the seeds of contradictory cause and effect have been planted. In just one year, Master Yunhua heard no less than a hundred complaints. There were some disciples, some close friends, and some unrelated people.

The elder said a little unconvinced: "After helping these mortals for 30 years, we have done our best to be kind and righteous. If these 30 years are used to practice, maybe I will have a glimmer of hope to break through to the Nascent Soul. Master, I am now more than 600 years old.

Time is running out."

The lifespan in the Golden Core stage is more than 500 years old, and his cultivation at the peak of the Golden Core can live up to 700 years old. Now he is more than 600 years old, and he may be dead tomorrow. At this time, it is time to race against time and the only way to achieve breakthrough is to break through.

Only the Nascent Soul has a glimmer of hope.

But he can't break through, even if he is given another 100 years, he won't be able to break through.

Master Yunhua is very aware of the background of his elder. From his point of view, he does not think that the other party can break through the Nascent Soul, but this cannot take away the cultivation of others.

He lowered his voice slightly and said, "The next round of rotation is about to begin. I'll help you submit the list."

There were very few complaints among the monks at the beginning, but since the Great Migration began, there have been more and more complaints. Because the number of rotation places has been reduced, now less than 10% of them can be rotated.

The general candidates are monks who are in urgent need of a breakthrough.

The elder immediately beamed with joy and said: "Thank you so much, Master, thank you so much, Master."

The elder left with satisfaction. Master Yunhua continued to stand in the clouds, watching over the migrating people. From time to time, he would kill some monster beasts that escaped from the ancient sacred mountain. These monster beasts were also affected by natural disasters and were now so hungry that they were dizzy and bloated.

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Facing the huge crowds during the Great Migration, there will naturally be those who are not afraid of death and want to snatch food from their hands.

Master Yunhua looked at the commotion of the crowd and the evil-looking mortals. There were always rapists and robbers, countless thieves, and gangs were common.

Over time, he also became a little bored.

When the sun rose and set, it rained heavily. Master Yunhua sat in the clouds for two full years.

He could no longer remember how many people he had picked up during the Great Migration, and how many mortals he had killed to maintain order. Only the fatigue in his heart became heavier and heavier.

Do these ignorant mortals really need to be saved?

Suddenly, a ray of light flew from the sky, and two figures were seen approaching quickly, both of whom were cultivated in the Golden Pill. One of them was the elder from the sect that he sent back two years ago, and the other was the Golden Pill from the Shangqing Palace.

Master Yunhua narrowed his eyes slightly and saw that Jin Dan from Shangqing Palace was holding an elder in his sect. The elder had a gray face and was obviously beaten severely.

When the elder saw Master Yunhua, he quickly shouted: "Master, save me!!"

The Golden Pill of Shangqing Palace stopped in front of Master Yunhua, took out the bright yellow jade silk, bowed slightly and said: "It is the decree of Immortal Palace to pay homage to Master Yunhua."

Master Yunhua took the decree and took a closer look. The content inside was the punishment for him, the elder of the sect.

[Zhenren Yunfan of the Xianxia sect failed to resist the decree and was dishonest in getting the consequences. Therefore, he was punished to guard No. 23 Tucheng, Grade A, to help the people of Li and repay the cause and effect. 】

"Senior and junior still have missions to do, so they will leave first."

The golden elixir of the Shangqing Palace carried the magic weapon of flight and disappeared into the horizon in the rays of light.

The workload of monks in one palace and two gates is more than three times that of other monks, and they rarely stay in one place for too long.

There were only two people left above the clouds, and the atmosphere was silent.

The elder inside the sect lost his temper and murmured: "I just failed once. Give me a few more years and I will definitely be able to break through. I will definitely be able to break through Nascent Soul!"

Then he stepped forward and knelt in front of Master Yuanhua.

"Master, you must help me, I have already fallen into disrepair!"

"Did you take the Yingying Dan from the spiritual library?"

"..."

"Stay here and repay the consequences."

Master Yunhua patted the other party's shoulder, both comforting and warning.

Immortal Palace is not merciless at all, and will even provide resources to monks who are about to break through, such as various elixirs for breaking mirrors. But everything has a price, no matter whether the breakthrough is successful or not, you need to do things for Immortal Palace, written in black and white
To be continued...