Who brought this guy into the monastic circle?.

Chapter 321: The Falling Star Sect
Leaving Nanling City, we travel thousands of miles westward from the East China Sea.

The sea area is sparsely populated, but as you get further away from the East China Sea, the number of people in various provinces and cities gradually increases.

During these three days, I have flown over countless states, but I have never stopped.

Because it's too small.

It is shabby to say the least. Although the imperial court owns countless prefectures and sounds grand, in fact, the population of these prefectures is only in the tens of thousands for larger ones and only a few thousand for smaller ones.

Even in a capital city like Baidi City, there are only a few thousand people at most.

The formation of this pattern is closely related to the monks.

When monks fight, the consequences could be as minor as the collapse of houses or as serious as natural disasters that befall the city.

For someone like Han Yu, it would be too easy to destroy a city.

Even if the cultivators in the God-Gaze ​​Realm were to fight recklessly in the city, the casualties that could be caused would be extremely terrifying.

Over time, a pattern of numerous cities and a dispersed population was formed.

Compared with a huge capital city of hundreds of thousands, a city of tens of thousands is easier to evacuate and reduce casualties in the event of an accident.

If it comes down to it, it is because there is no restraint between the monks, and their powerful strength depends entirely on their own moral control.

And morality is often the most unreliable thing.

Therefore, if the court really intervenes in the layout of the monastic world, just by restricting the monastics, it can win the hearts of the people all over the world.

Xiahou Jie, leader of Luoxing Sect, is having a headache right now because the actions in Pingyang City have been getting more and more aggressive in recent years.

When the shabby garrison moved into Pingyang Prefecture, the garrison commander Du Nanyuan came to pay homage to the government like a grandson.

As the fifth floor of the imperial court has grown faster and faster in recent years, the strength of the Pingyang Garrison has also grown stronger.

Even Du Nanyuan's grandson's attitude towards him was becoming more and more inappropriate. The huge gap made him feel more and more uncomfortable the more he thought about it.

In the past, when the Luoxing Sect was founded and recruited disciples, it never needed to report to the garrison. Not to mention in the past, there has never been such a thing since the Luoxing Sect was established.

This year, on the contrary, the situation is better. Someone from the Pingyang Garrison came to inform that all activities of the Luoxing Sect must be reported in advance. All candidates participating from all over the country must stay in Pingyang Prefecture and set off on the day of the opening ceremony.

It was said that the hands of the court were getting longer and longer, and he always sneered at it. But now it was really his turn, and it was not just that the hands were long, they were almost reaching his crotch.

Tomorrow is the opening ceremony, and all the candidates who came here from all over the country are now detained in Pingyang City.

"You bastard, you change your attitude faster than turning the pages of a book."

Thinking of Du Nanyuan's expression, Xiahou Jie couldn't help but curse out loud.

at the same time.

Inside the Pingyang Town Garrison Office, a middle-aged man was also gritting his teeth.

"You bastard, you came here just for the sake of your reputation."

Even if others don't know, he must know that the Luoxing Sect is just a second-rate sect. How come it has so many candidates? Isn't it because this bastard accepts everyone?
The reason why he wanted to stop people was because there were good and bad people among this group of candidates, many of whom had committed crimes among the people, and attempted to pass the examination to become monks and get protection so as to escape the accountability of the laws of the mortal world.

Besides, he had tolerated this old guy for many years, and now that his life was getting better, he really didn’t want to tolerate him anymore.

The Luoxing Sect is located at Huoya Peak, thirty miles north of Pingyang City, and has been entrenched here for nearly two hundred years.

In the early years, when the garrison and supervision departments were still weak, they could only feign flattery towards these slightly influential sects.

Now that we have endured it to the point where we can no longer indulge ourselves in this way.

Luoxing Sect accepts all disciples except for good-for-nothings, and never cares about their moral character or conduct, so most of their disciples are aggressive and ruthless.

Although it did not turn Pingyang City upside down, there were still complaints.

For a sect like this, just imagine what kind of people would come for the assessment.

Du Nanyuan shook his head, sighed, and gave a few orders to the palace guards.

"Check the backgrounds of all the candidates, and arrest all those who are on the list and are on the run."

The palace guard seemed to want to say something but stopped himself, as if he had something else to say.

"Anything else?"

Du Nanyuan frowned and asked.

The incident was not a big deal, it was just that the guards were caught in a dilemma for the time being.

So he thought for a while before speaking slowly. "Boss, there are quite a few young monks among this group of people. They are all disciples of small evil sects. They said they want to change their sect."

The difficulty lies in the fact that they can't make up their mind whether to arrest this kind of people or not.

Let's arrest them! It's hard to find any criminals among these people. If we arrest them just because they are evil, it will be hard to say what the court will stand for in the future.

For the court, good and evil are just like morality. Everyone has their own reasons. The righteous sects are not necessarily clean. The Luoxing Sect is a current example.

Do not judge the heart by right or wrong, but only judge the deeds by the law.

However, if they are not arrested, these people with absolutely questionable conduct will take the opportunity to "whitewash" themselves. I am afraid that they will come to harm Pingyang City in the future under the name of Luoxing Sect.

It's no wonder that the palace guards couldn't make up their minds. This also touched upon Du Nanyuan's blind spot.

He's really playing around, thinking he's just an ordinary warrior and can even change sects.

"So...are you going to catch him?"

The palace guard asked carefully.

"No!"

Du Nanyuan was a little confused by this question. He spoke irritably and then added, "Anyway, anyone who commits a crime in Pingyang City will be killed."

Now, he has the confidence to say this. He will turn against anyone who dares to commit a crime in the city.

……

"Hey! Who are you quarreling with?"

As soon as Han Yushi landed, he put away the Iron Eagle under the timid yet curious gazes of a group of civilians.

The spirit of the weapon was still chattering and mocking.

Generally speaking, when this happens, something weird must have happened.

But this time it wasn't the spirit of the weapon that caused the trouble, but the bottle that had been silent all this time.

When he was revived from the bottle, he was busy killing monsters and Han Yu himself didn't notice it.

It was not until the next day that I realized something was wrong. Where is the elixir? Where is my elixir?

It was obvious that the authority had been returned long ago, but the bottle didn't move at all.

After the third day's midnight, the bottle slowly spit out the pill.

Take pills once every three days?
Han Yu was dumbfounded at the time. Why was things getting more and more hopeless?

Once a day becomes once every three days?
"Brother Ping, are you drifting?"

Han Yu couldn't help but speak in his sea of ​​consciousness.

He just couldn't figure out how the efficiency of taking one pill every three days could revive it.

Does this mean that they have no intention of reviving themselves and are completely giving up?

He really wanted to get to the bottom of it, but Pingzi ignored him and just stood there like a dead object.

The little Liuli Coke was broken. It was this bottle that had stabbed an innocent spirit in the back.

Now Han Yu finally tasted the pain of being backstabbed by Pingzi.

It clapped happily.

"Do you think I'm the only one affected? Pingzi has revived 60% of its power. I've managed to compete with the Transcendent Realm at least. What about you?"

Han Yu looked at it as if it were a fool.

It's just a spiritual head, a pair of hands and feet, and it doesn't even have a neck. How dare you laugh at him?
The laughter of the weapon spirit suddenly stopped, and the whole spirit was dumbfounded for a moment. Yes! It was the one who suffered the most.

The bottle is not in a hurry, and Han Yu is not in a hurry either, but it is in a hurry!

"Damn bottle, die for me."

With a scream, the spirit charged towards the bottle.

"Vomit it, vomit it quickly..."

(End of this chapter)