When I become a demon king, I want to change my department to the Taoist sect.

Chapter 765: Zhideshi

Yongzhou Prefecture.

It's the end of the year, and the streets, which should be bustling with people, are now sparsely populated and look very depressed.

"Boss, give me a bowl of noodles, a big bowl." Xu Zhi walked into a noodle shop on the street and found a seat near the door and sat down.

"Okay!" The boss who was lying on the chair stood up suddenly and walked quickly to Xu Zhi.

"Does the guest need anything else?"

Xu Zhi took out a few large coins, placed them on the table, and said, "Tell me if there is anything new in Yongzhou Prefecture recently?"

"What's new?" The boss scratched his head, a little confused. However, his desire for the big money still made him try hard to guess what the guest in front of him, who was obviously from another state, wanted to know.

After thinking for a long time, he slapped his head and said, "This guest wants to ask why this city is so depressed, right?"

"It's because those barbarians from the eastern grassland have been plundering our Dasheng. I heard that some time ago, even the Xiazhou Prefecture was breached. Countless people were killed and injured in the city. Even the great cultivator of the Xia family failed to escape."

"There are only three prefectures between Yongzhou and Xiazhou. It's hard to say when the war spread to this place. Therefore, many people in the prefecture city took refuge with their families."

Xu Zhi nodded slightly and took out a few more large coins. "Since it is so dangerous, I would like to ask why you don't flee with us and still stay here."

The boss sighed and said, "Where can we escape to? We ordinary people can't leave Yongzhou in a year on foot, not to mention that we can only be safe in other states. Nowadays, the world is in chaos. Maybe when we are fleeing, we will meet a strong man who intercepts us and lose our lives."

"At least in today's Yongzhou City, the Chen family is still there, and there are still rules and order."

"Besides, I have worked hard for half my life to buy this small store in this city. If I leave, what will happen to this store?"

"I think the guest must be a person with great accomplishments. You should understand how much hardship I, a commoner, have to endure to get to where I am today."

"It must be very difficult." Xu Zhi echoed.

Perhaps it was because it was rare to see a cultivator like Xu Zhi have such empathy, the boss seemed to open up.

"I am also lucky. In my early years, I was fortunate enough to work as a horse breeder in the Chen Mansion. I served that demon horse very well, so it often spoke well of me in front of its master, and later it even helped me get this future."

"My neighbors all know my background and dare not offend me easily, fearing revenge from my brother Ma. That is why I have the opportunity to open a noodle shop on this main street in the city."

A cultivator needs to reach the Golden Core level before he can completely eat the wind and dew. Although those who have not reached the Golden Core level only need one Bigu Pill, they can continue for several years without eating.

But it was also an old saying that practicing Taoism does not mean to make yourself heartless and free from desire. The immortals in heaven still often hold banquets to satisfy their appetites.

Not to mention low-level monks, in the real world, low-level monks often have more desires and stronger desires. That's why there are so many monks who are controlled by desire.

Among the hundreds of billions of common people in the Central Plains, less than one in a thousand can successfully build a foundation and have some cultivation. And low-level cultivators such as foundation building and Qi refining account for 90% of this one in a thousand.

Tongxuan, Yanfa, Yinshen, Yangshen, with each higher level, the number of cultivators decreases exponentially.

The aristocratic families control the Taoist books, spiritual stones and spiritual veins, making it difficult for most people to get a glimpse of the door to cultivation.

Any cultivator who takes one step onto the path of Taoism can be called a nobility. From then on, he no longer needs to be involved in production and can just concentrate on cultivation.

As a result, some mortals gained a more respectable status than goods or slaves, becoming producers who supported the nobles.

However, it is indeed rare to find a mortal like the old man who can own a store on his own in the city. But he also said that these are all gifts from the demon horse he raised.

After escaping from Shengjing, Xu Zhi traveled around for another five years and gained a relatively complete understanding of this world.

After hundreds of thousands and millions of years of evolution, the aristocratic cultivators here have completely separated from the mortals. They can almost be called two races, and the relationship between the two is only one of slavery and being enslaved. The Shengjing aristocratic families have been extremely restrained in what they have done. They built a city for the mortals, and all transactions were conducted in secret and not put on the table.

But the provinces and even the countryside below were much more naked. Xu Zhi had seen that a mere Qigong cultivator could rule over nearly a million mortals in the mountains and fields and take whatever they wanted. Millions of mortals had not formed any social organization and were almost like captive livestock.

Not to mention the scriptures of cultivation, the vast majority of people cannot even read, have no culture, no heritage, and think that this is how mortals are born.

Xu Zhi felt that even if she was reborn among this group of mortals, it would be difficult to escape this hopeless future.

So when she passed by that place, she didn't even kill the monk and his family.

Because if they were lost, these millions of mortals would only die more and faster, just like "livestock" that lost their owners would often be devoured by nature, until another monk tamed and kept them in captivity.

Xu Zhi sensed Zhou Ju's breath all the way from Shengjing in the north to Yongzhou in the northwest, and everything she heard and saw was the same.

Perhaps in some states and villages, the monastic families entrenched there would not be extremely harsh in their treatment of mortals, but in terms of essence, it has never changed.

"Guest, is there anything else you would like to know?"

The boss rubbed his hands and looked at the big money on the table with a little desire.

Xu Zhi pushed the big coins in front of the boss, and then slowly took out a small piece of crystal clear stone.

The boss's eyes widened when he saw it, "Lingling Stone?"

"Then tell me about the events of the Zhideshi."

Unexpectedly, the boss's face suddenly changed after hearing this. He looked around and said in a low voice: "Sir, where did you hear these words?"

Xu Zhi pretended to be curious and asked, "Since I entered Yongzhou, I often heard people mention it. What's the matter? Is there any problem?"

"Oh, it's not as simple as saying there is a problem. You can't even mention these words in this city. If you do, you'll be beheaded."

"Oh? Then what on earth does this Zhideshi do? Why can't we even mention it?"

The boss looked a little hesitant, and struggled to look at the spiritual stone on the table. Finally, he said with a desperate look: "Guest, this can only be spread in this room. Don't mention it casually outside."

"This Zhide family is a new family founded by a cultivator who emerged in recent years. Logically speaking, Yongzhou is big enough, so it wouldn't be a big deal to have a few more families. They just need to pay tribute to the Chen family on time."

"But I don't know what has happened to this cultivator from the Zhide world. He actually taught the Taoist book to mortals. If it had stopped there, it would have been fine. After all, other families have done this kind of thing in order to promote their slaves."

"But they gave them the Taoist books and refused to accept them as slaves. They said that if they learned the Tao, everyone could become an immortal."

The boss slapped his thigh and said, "Isn't this harming people?"

Xu Zhi asked curiously, "Everyone can cultivate immortality and seek the truth, isn't that good?"

The boss waved his hand and said, "Of course it's not good. Not to mention that those who practiced the Zhide Shizhi Dao are undoubtedly digging up the roots of the major families, and they will definitely be hunted down by them."

"Even for ordinary people like us, this is a very bad thing."

"Oh, what do you mean? For the noble families, this is indeed a bad thing, but for ordinary people, isn't this a good thing?"

"This guest is thinking too simply. It takes at least 10,000 mortals like us to barely support one monk master."

"But if the number of monks increases, won't the burden on us mortals be even heavier?"