After converting to Qingqing Dao, my little junior sister went crazy

"You! You little girl! Why are you talking!" The prime minister's face was livid. He didn't care that the person standing in front of him was a cultivator of immortality. He pointed at Shu Jue's nose and said, relying on the fact that he had drunk too much:

"I am the Prime Minister of Red Eagle. You, a little girl, are not very young, but you are very talkative. Don't you immortal cultivators always talk about caring about the common people? Why do you just watch me, Red Eagle, suffer this disaster and remain indifferent? "

Shu Jue turned her head and her eyes fell on the hand he pointed at her.

"Do you think you are just an ordinary person and we can't hurt you, so you are so unscrupulous in front of us?" Shujue didn't know when she grabbed the snow on her waist, and knocked on the back of his hand casually: "If I have to So what if we do it?”

There is no rule in the world that monks cannot attack ordinary people. The so-called monks cannot bully the weak is just a rule established by convention. In addition, for so many years, the four major sects have watched without any trouble.

It is because Ansheng has been living for too long these years that this group of people can accept the protection of the monks with peace of mind.

Shu Jue's eyes dimmed, and she held Fu Xue a little harder.

She said these words expressionlessly, but the more expressionless she was, the more frightening she was.

At this time, the cold fire stick was pressed against the back of his hand. The prime minister had already sobered up a little. When he faced Shu Jue's indifferent eyes, he suddenly realized what he had just said, and his face was red with drunkenness. It receded instantly and turned pale.

He opened his mouth and twitched it twice in a gesture: "I... drank too much and got into trouble! Too much drink got into trouble! Don't blame the immortal, don't blame me!"

But Shu Jue didn't want to let him go down the steps, and looked at him coldly: "You know whether drinking too much is causing trouble."

Sometimes she was a girl, sometimes she was an immortal. She didn't even have to think about how many times the prime minister in front of her scolded her in his heart.

But Shu Jue didn't care either.

"Senior Brother Cheng'an, I think it's almost time. Let's go first." She put away the snow and stopped looking at the prime minister, leaving him alone with a stiff face to laugh with her.

"Okay." Cheng An nodded in agreement, and the group bowed their hands to the king, and left with their swords without even saying a decent word.

When the people of the Red Eagle Kingdom saw their departure, they were all confused: Didn’t the Lord of the Kingdom say that these immortals were here to protect them? How long has it been? Why are everyone gone?

Maybe there's something urgent? They thought so in their hearts.

The leader of the Red Eagle Kingdom, who was watching them leave, stared at their backs for a long time, then came to his senses and suddenly swept everything at hand to the ground.

The wine glasses, teacups and fruit plates were shattered on the floor. The beloved concubines who were sitting on both sides of him stood up with frightened expressions on their faces. For a moment, everyone was silent.

"Wasn't Aiqing just right? Why don't you say anything now?" The king's gaze fell on the prime minister like a knife, making him tremble. How could he still look arrogant and domineering in front of Shu Jue and the others?

He was trembling and groveling: "Your Majesty, I, I made a mistake while drunk, please forgive me!"

At this moment, he hated the colleagues next to him. They could have stopped him when he said those words, but they were all watching the joke.

But what he hated more was Shu Jue.

He is already a cultivator of immortality, yet he still cares so little about an ordinary person like him. Shujue's words just now were almost equivalent to pointing his nose at him and scolding him. He had lived for such a long time and was taught a lesson by a little girl who didn't look as old as his granddaughter. Where could he put his face?

Shu Jue didn't care where he put his face.

If you want to talk to her about respecting the elderly and loving the young, you have to see if she deserves her respect, right?

Yu Jian was walking with a group of Qing Hong Sect disciples, and several disciples gave her a thumbs up: "Little Junior Sister, you were just our mouthpiece just now."

God knows how much they wanted to quarrel with the old man when they looked at his expression, but they all swallowed down some bad words.

They never expected Shu Jue to scold him so directly. The old man's face turned pale with fright, and for a moment they were worried that Shu Jue would do something to him.

Shujue felt a little embarrassed by their thumbs, rubbed her nose and looked away.

Cheng An smiled: "Junior sister, you have changed quite a lot in the past few years." If the junior sister standing here today is still the same as before, she will never "hurt others".

Although the little junior sister now has some thorns on her body, she is not annoying but more likeable.

Shu Juezao rolled her eyes and looked at him. She sat on the snow with her legs crossed, her elbows on her legs and her chin in her hand: "People will always change." After living two lives, how can he still keep up with him? Same as before?

Yu Jian arrived in the Southern Kingdom, and their arrival did not cause any commotion among the people in the Southern Kingdom.

These days, Cheng'an and the others often use their swords to fly all over the southern land, and the people are used to it.

Some children who can cultivate will point at the sword-wielding disciples when they see them, and run to their parents: "Dad, Mom, look! They are flying immortals! I will also be a flying immortal in the future!"

"Okay, practice hard, and you can become a flying immortal in the future..."

"Has all the people of the Southern Kingdom practiced cultivation?" Shujue and the others got off their swords and walked on the street. Everywhere they could see monks who had introduced Qi into their bodies.

This is just a relatively remote edge city in the southern country.

After such a period of time, the Southern Kingdom could truly achieve the goal of cultivating immortality for all the people. It must be said that the emperor as a ruler is indeed very capable.

Of course, this is also inseparable from the efforts of Cheng An and the others.

But so far, there are eight countries in the mortal world, and now only the southern country has begun to practice immortality.

Some other countries directly refused like Red Eagle, while others were in a wait-and-see state.

"This is the beginning of the cultivation of all the people in the Southern Kingdom!" One of the disciples Tong Shujue introduced: "Now every city in the Southern Kingdom has an alchemy hall, and the elixirs, talismans, and formations provided by our immortal world have all been completely used. It’s completely utilized.”

After Lin Dingzhi's death, the major decisions of the Dan Sect were made by a few elders. After they learned that the Qing Hong Sect supported the cultivation of ordinary people in the mortal world, they discussed it and decided to give some help to the mortal world.

Although some of the elixirs used in the Southern Kingdom are low-level, most of them are made by the disciples of the Alchemy Sect.

Not to be outdone, the Yunhe Sect provided some talismans and small spirit gathering arrays. Now basically every city in the South has a spirit gathering array. Each city has set certain standards, and those who meet the standards can enter the spirit gathering array. Practice in the formation.

Shu Jue looked at the people passing by, and almost everyone had a smile on their face.

They did not have any resentment because they were forced to practice. Instead, they worked harder during practice in order to protect their homeland.

Shu Jue lowered her eyes and raised the corners of her lips slightly.

Maybe this is the true meaning of cultivation, rather than the so-called protecting the common people.

There are so many people in the world, all seeking refuge, how can they be completely protected?

It is better to teach a man to fish than to teach him to fish, which is also good.