I live forever in the fairy world

Chapter 175 Scum, Scum, Animals, Dogs, Thieves, and Great Deficiency, Qin Yuan
In a flash, a hundred years have passed.

Qin Yuan, who ate peaches a hundred times in the Kunlun School.

Qin Yuan, who was 440 years old and had 3000 years of mana, returned to Shenjing again.

The ground is full of weeds, and from time to time, some exposed bones and broken Dao soldiers can be seen.

This 100-year war almost destroyed Shenjing.

With a burst of disorderly footsteps.

A group of young monks escorted an old monk who was staggering along in chains.

"Old thing, go faster"

A young monk kicked an old monk hard.

"You bastards will be punished"

The old monk said sadly.

"My retribution will have to wait for 2000 years, and your retribution is just around the corner."

The young monk sneered.

When the other young monks heard the words, their expressions were obviously a little unnatural.

After all, no one wants to be punished.

"Goddess of death, open your eyes and see how these bastards treat your voters"

The old monk looked up to the sky and shouted.

The other old monks either looked blank, or had the same expression of grief and indignation.

Qin Yuan smiled.

More than 1000 years ago, after the goddess of death wiped out the old monks of the previous generation, the young monks who survived held the goddess of death to the sky, and at the same time proclaimed themselves the chosen ones of the goddess of death.

It is a born noble species and will never fall into the mortal world.

If the Goddess of Death opens her eyes, she will be the first to destroy them.

Snapped!
The old monk received a big mouth.

The face immediately swelled up.

"Votors, I pooh"

The young monk spit on the old monk's face.

A stench hit the face.

Generally speaking, monks' spit is fragrant.

Obviously, this was deliberately done by the young monk to disgust the old monk.

The old monk resisted and was whipped several times immediately, screaming again and again.

100 years ago, he was high and high, and 100 years later, he was treated like a dead dog.

Life is so fickle.

Fortunately, I have surpassed the long river of time.

While Qin Yuan was feeling emotional, he watched with cold eyes.

It wasn't until these young monks took these old monks to Zhanxiantai for execution that their heads rolled all over the ground before they left.

"After more than 1000 years, we will have such a day"

A young monk's voice came from behind.

Qin Yuan could clearly feel that the hostility on them suddenly became much stronger.

After a while, Qin Yuan came to the dead Qin Tianjian.

God swept away.

The rest of the warlock almost made him laugh, 29 in charge and one in charge.

Find a monk who works.

"I am the descendant of Qin Pi, here to inherit the record seat"

While Qin Yuan was speaking, he handed over a generous spiritual ticket.

It has been the rule of Qin Tianjian for more than 2000 years to pay money to inherit.

Even if Qin Yuan is from the Qin family, it cannot be avoided.

"It turned out to be a descendant of Mr. Qin"

The sorcerer who did the work originally had the face of an ancestor, but when he saw the spiritual ticket, he immediately changed into the face of a grandson.

According to the procedure, the warlock who was doing the work took out a pen and paper and asked, "Dare to ask where the master came from?"

"Kunlun Sea, Kunlun School, Taoist Lonely Moon"

Qin Yuan said.

In the past 100 years, Qin Yuan and Li Yingqi have loved each other.

Li Yingqi became the heirloom of the Qin family.

After the records of the warlocks in charge are completed, show them to the 29 warlocks in charge.

The 29 warlocks in charge talked to each other, and a very simple matter was made complicated by them.

Fortunately, they don't have a bunch of subordinates, otherwise, I'm afraid they will have to let the subordinates learn the content of their discussions together.

at this time.

Two tall and strong figures descended from the sky.

One is Wei Xiang and the other is Yang Zhenning.

Yang Zhenning hunched over her chest like a little follower.

The two were obviously passing by and were about to leave.

Thinking of something, Wei Xiang asked with a sullen face: "Who is in charge of Qin Tianjian now?"

Because Wei Xiang has killed too many people over the years, in the minds of the warlocks, he is similar to the World Destroyer Demon King.

He opened his mouth.

Everyone was terrified.

They all looked at Qin Yuan who had just arrived and had no backing.

What are you looking at me for?
Ganlin girls.

Qin Yuan had just finished cursing when he saw Wei Xiang looking at him.

"His Majesty"

Qin Yuan hurriedly saluted.

Wei Xiang was the emperor decades ago.

Wei Xiang walked to one side and sat down on a rock that he didn't know where it came from.

Looking into the distance, he frowned slightly and said, "The young monk is about to win, and there is a problem before him."

As soon as Qin Yuan heard it, he knew that he wanted to break the reincarnation of young monks and old monks.

"You said, how to avoid the blood flow of young monks and old monks again after 1000 years or 2000 years?"

Wei Xiang asked.

After a pause, he smiled and said, "Don't be nervous, just talk casually, it doesn't matter if you make a mistake."

“独身修士，每人每年奖励300斤灵石。已婚生育一胎者道侣每年奖励200斤灵石。已婚生育两胎者道侣每年上缴200斤灵石生育税。已婚生育三胎者道侣每年上缴300斤灵石生育税。已婚生育四胎者道侣每年400斤灵石生育税。以此类推……”

Qin Yuan said a lot in one breath.

Wei Xiang's eyes became brighter and brighter.

This will not only prevent everyone from living, but also make a lot of money and gain many supporters.

After all, no one will have trouble with Lingshi.

"One thing doesn't bother the two masters. After fighting for 100 years, the court has no money. What do you think should be done?"

Wei Xiang asked again.

This time, his tone was much better than before.

"Taxes for monks who have two (including two) or more caves and houses."

Seeing that Wei Xiang was very talkative, a sorcerer couldn't help showing it.

"It's an idea"

Wei Xiang said calmly.

"No, no, it should be tax-free for three (including three) caves and houses, and tax for monks who only have one or two caves and houses. After all, most people only have one or two houses. In this way, some people will pay taxes to avoid taxes. Buy the third one, and the court can make another fortune."

Qin Yuan said with a smile.

Please call me a scum, a scum, a beast, a dog thief, and Qin Yuan, who lacks a great virtue.

Qin Yuan added in his heart.

The warlock who came up with the idea just now said angrily: "Ordinary monks are so poor, and they still want to be squeezed, where is your conscience?"

"If you don't earn the money of the poor, whose money do you want to earn? The method you proposed just now is really implemented. I guarantee that your whole family will die, and you can't continue to implement it."

Qin Yuan sneered.

The warlock fell silent.

"There is a loophole in your method, they can build it themselves"

Wei Xiang said.

"Then prohibit self-build"

Qin Yuan laughed.

Wei Xiang looked at Qin Yuan with eyes full of admiration: "You can be a minister"

"Your Majesty is absurd, I'm just talking about it, how can I be a minister?"

Qin Yuan hastily refused.

joke.

If it's because it's a book.

He must be chased and scolded every day.

"Isn't this the same as collecting land rent and scraping poor ghosts?"

Yang Zhenning couldn't help but said.

"That's what I mean"

Qin Yuan said.

Wei Xiang suddenly frowned slightly: "How to execute it?"

"Build a large-scale tax army, and give them [-]% of the tax revenue to ensure that they work hard.

Qin Yuan said again.

"You are so wicked, you should be prime minister"

Yang Zhenning whispered.

Wei Xiang glared at Yang Zhenning, stood up, saluted Qin Yuan and said, "Would you like to be your prime minister?"

"The ancestors of the Qin family can only make records."

Qin Yuan moved himself out.

(End of this chapter)