brother is right

Chapter 255 The power of mortals, the root of practice

These few people are exactly the qi refiners who speak and speak silently.

The person called Senior Brother is a character of the sixth level of Qi Refining 'Tongyou'.

Recently, they are fighting with Beigao Kingdom, and the spirit on the battlefield is much stronger than that in the city, but there must be someone waiting in the middle of the country.

So these sixth ranks of them need to take turns guarding the city in turn, also for recuperation.

He was one of them. He was seriously injured and returned to China for recuperation after receiving a supernatural power from a sect of Beigao Kingdom in the battlefield.

If you want to recover quickly, you naturally need to be flexible. According to the previous methods, it is too slow to force people to ruin their families or wait for them to turn into ghosts and monsters.

Coincidentally, the Quancai sect sent people to contact, so there was a battle.

Seeing that he was about to get up and take action, a junior brother hurriedly cupped his hands and said, "If you have to do something trivial, I am willing to do it for you, and take off the heads of those guards."

"you"

The man took a deep look at him, and his eyes made him stiff.

The younger brother felt his scalp go numb, and he bowed deeply, "It's the younger brother who took the liberty."

Then the man nodded: "It's about my re-entering the battlefield. If it's an ordinary killing, I'll let you do it. After all, brothers of the same school, the guards don't have much spirit, but it's about killing people. The aura generated by being grateful to Dade, and the aura generated after opening the warehouse to release the grain, these aspirations are enough for me to break through and enter the seventh level."

As he spoke, he waved his hands and said, "How about this, I'll leave it to you to do the follow-up distribution of food, and I can't let you work in vain."

"Thank you, senior brother." The man bowed deeply, with joy floating on the corner of his mouth.

If you can't get the big head, it's good to drink some soup.

There is no need to scramble for the practice of sound and silence, and there is no need to scramble for the practice of the righteous way in the world.

The way they practice is the same, the energy they absorb is naturally absorbed according to their own stage. As long as they worship the soundless door, they can absorb it from the door master to the disciples.

But there is always a high and a low.

Whoever is closer and who does things will naturally get more energy. One or two mortals can't do anything, but the hundreds of thousands of mortals in the city, even if they absorb a little more, it is not a small amount to gather.

The order to requisition food was indeed issued by them.

They didn't stay out on purpose for the past two months, just to let the mortals fight among themselves, and then wait until the energy is almost absorbed, and then go down to the mortal world to save people, following the example of the past.

As for the head, it is natural for those guards to use their lives to appease the anger of the people.

And the guards who loyally carried out their orders were killed by the gods they served, and the spirit generated in it was enough for a person to drink a pot beautifully.

"Brother, do we have to release all the food later?" The brother asked again: "Do we have cooperation with Quan Caizong?"

"Is it your first day to do things? When did you say you were going to let it all go?

The senior smiled lightly and said: "Just put a little bit a day, so that ordinary people can't starve to death, and then wait for the Quan Caizong to take over."

"Yes, senior brother. I heard that Quan Caizong is similar to those businessmen, using this to practice?" The junior brother asked curiously.

"It's true, but there is a difference. This Quan Caizong is very strange."

The senior brother said: "Their sect is not hoarding and selling at a high price like mortals. It is only for the benefit of mortals, which is nothing. What they want is the right to the wealth of mortals. This sect is very strange. As long as the prices of food, land, and mortal labor are owned by mortals, they all want to get that power over and change the price, just like merchants to set prices, so as to obtain practice.”

"This sect is very powerful. It is said that it spreads all over the world. It does not stay in the world, but walks in the world. But it does not harm each other with our local sects, but helps each other."

"For example, this time, Quan Caizong first leveraged the price of food, affecting our war with the North High Country, leaving mortals without food, and then the mortals have no food, isn't this mood coming? They rely on this food to seize Land deeds, let mortals sell houses and fields, then the future land prices will also be decided by them, if mortals can't afford to live, it will generate more morale."

"When they completely monopolize the price of mortals, then mortals will have a steady stream of energy, which is much faster than our own practice, which is a good thing."

There are voices and silent gates that rely on mind and energy to practice, and want mortals to be happy, angry, sad, angry, ignorant and resentful, but they do it by themselves, except for the fixed spirit produced by mortal worship. But the effect is also slow, how can it be as fast as the spirit brought by Quan Caizong.

Thinking of this, the senior brother laughed again, straightened up, floated forward from the open-air pavilion, and fell straight down.

The people who were fighting only saw the gods descending from the sky, and they gave a sudden meal.

"The fairy is coming!!"

Someone yelled, and everyone quickly fell to their knees and kowtowed continuously.

"Immortal! Immortal! I have been wronged!!"

Many people cried directly, and the person who saw the sky seemed to see the savior.

Captain Zhao, who was covered in blood, was also full of grievances. He was relieved to see the immortal come back. Now that he is well, he can prove his innocence.

"Immortal, you are back, you have to make decisions for me, them."

puff!
Before the words were finished, all the guards, including Captain Zhao, spurted blood from their seven orifices.

"Ah."

Captain Zhao stared wide-eyed, looking at the falling immortal with disbelief.

"I know about it."

The man slowly landed on the ground, and his loud voice was transmitted to the ears of the mortals in front of him.

"The guards here, when I was participating in the war with Beigao Kingdom, maliciously hoarded strange things, forcing everyone to die, they should be killed."

He looked at Captain Zhao, and said: "You are full of evil, and I will not tolerate it!"

not like this!
not like this! !

He didn't do anything, he was just following orders from you people!

He obviously didn't do anything, and he himself wanted to release food! !
Anger and sadness erupted from the bottom of his heart, making the descending immortal look relieved.

Captain Zhao's eyes became more and more red, but also more and more blurred. The injury caused by the blood spurting out from the seven orifices was not something he, a mortal, could resist.

"you"

He exhausted all his strength before uttering a single word, his body tilted and he fell to the ground.

It also means that the last spirit has been absorbed.

"This dog has been killed."

There was a smile on the corner of the man's mouth, and he looked at these kneeling mortals. Facing their desire, the soothing color in his eyes became deeper and deeper.

A little more, a little more.

This desire is also a good material for practice.

He paused there for a while, feeling that his mana was running crazily, until it slowed down a little, and then said: "Open"

boom! !

Before he could say the word 'cang', a huge white light suddenly shot out from the sky, covering his figure in an instant.

The white light blasted a huge hole in the ground, and the person turned into fly ash and disappeared completely.

And in the sky not far away, a ray of yellow wind quickly rushed towards a human figure.

The man clenched his fists, and seemed to let his hair dance wildly because of extreme anger. His voice shook the surroundings, making people tremble involuntarily.

"Evil heretics, die!!"

(End of this chapter)