No abstraction, no cultivation

Chapter 159 Are You

In the world of immortal cultivation, cultivators can collect herbs, refine elixirs and weapons, and can trade with each other. It is basically a self-sufficient society.

So for the world of immortal cultivation and for cultivators, what is the meaning of the existence of ordinary people?
Is it to become a background board for monks?

You are wrong. The significance of ordinary people is to inherit and continue the monks.

Monks rarely give birth to children. There are many reasons for this, such as fear of trouble, fear of sadness, or simply not wanting to.

The offspring of a cultivator, like the offspring of ordinary people, may not necessarily have good physique and may not necessarily be able to practice cultivation.

Therefore, even though the monks have worked so hard to raise their children, it is very likely that in a few decades, they will be reduced to dust.

The greater the love you have for your children, the greater the sorrow you will suffer.

It is not the death of a friend, not the death of a fellow practitioner, not the death of a disciple. It is a heart-wrenching pain.

There are many people whose hair turns white overnight.

Therefore, the society of ordinary people is very important to monks!
It can even be said that the society of ordinary people is the cornerstone of the society of monks and sects! Without ordinary people, there would be no monks!

Taoist Lan likes to wander in the world, like a traveler, watching the world roll by.

Just looking, just passing by.

He does not interfere with the joys and sorrows of ordinary people, nor does he interfere with their happiness, anger, sorrow and joy, and impose his own preferences on ordinary people.

Not to mention killing ordinary people.

Before he became a monk, he was an ordinary person.

Taoist Qinghua is the same. He always remembers that he is a part of the world of immortals.

result……

So, Xu Shun returned to the mountain gate and saw more than a dozen sword lights flying out from Qinghua Peak, flying in all directions like fireworks.

Under the order of Taoist Qinghua, more than a dozen ancestors came out in full force, determined to clear out the banished immortals within a radius of tens of thousands of miles and save ordinary people.

There are no ordinary people. After the Zi generation, there will be no successors!
The Qinghua School’s inheritance was broken.

Xu Shun waited in the courtyard for more than ten days until he saw Taoist Lan, who looked murderous.

Taoist Lan saw Xu Shun sitting in the courtyard in a daze and said, "You are waiting for me!"

There were only two of them in the courtyard. Zi Cai was also currently working in Qinghua Palace.

"Yes..." Xu Shun sighed and said, "I went to the surrounding area with Grandmaster Qinggua."

Lan Daoren said: "I can see that you have doubts in your heart."

"Those banished immortals are really nothing!" said Xu Shun.

"Indeed!" Taoist Lan suppressed his murderous aura, spread out a bamboo mat and lay down on it.

During this trip, he killed quite a few exiled immortals. He said, "They are rampant in the world of immortal cultivation. They don't think about hiding it, nor do they think about the future. They completely treat this place as a paradise to vent their anger."

"When I went to look for them, they were still killing each other."

"Here, they only have killing! They kill mortals to obtain materials, and kill fellow Taoists to obtain cultivation and immortal methods. In the end... I'm afraid there won't be many people left."

“I don’t know what the purpose is!”

"You are really more of a hindrance than a help!" Lan Dao Ren rarely used a critical tone: "Fortunately I didn't ascend, otherwise I would be so ashamed."

Everything affects him, but nothing can change him.

He has a very good temper, rarely gets angry, rarely gets upset, and rarely criticizes or scolds anyone.

But he felt ashamed of being banished as an immortal.

Even immortals are not that important in his heart.

He even felt that it was a good thing that he did not ascend to heaven, otherwise if he became an immortal, wouldn’t he be called an “immortal” just like the banished immortals!
I am so embarrassed!

"Heh~" Xu Shun smiled when he heard what Master Lan said.

"Master, have you seen the Heavenly Demon this time?" Xu Shun said, "The Heavenly Demon died to protect the mortals, but the exiled immortals slaughtered the mortals. This world is so fucking..." "No! But my Qinghua Patriarch told me about the Heavenly Demon." Lan Daoren shook his head and said, "I also heard about it from the old immortal."

The immortal he mentioned is the Taoist Cucumber
"You actually knew the password left by the devil. Is it because of your innate wisdom?" asked Taoist Lan.

"Yes!" Xu Shun nodded. There was nothing to hide between him and Lan Dao Ren.

He trusts Lan Daoren very much.

"Oh?" Lan Daoren said with great interest: "Tell me, what kind of people are they?"

After killing so many banished immortals and witnessing countless tragic situations in the human world, it is so noble that an banished immortal died fighting for the people of an entire village!
Yes, Lan Daoren thinks such people are noble.

People are compared. Compared with other banished immortals, Chen Wentao is more like a human being.

"They..." Xu Shun told the history and historical events he knew.

He talked from day to night, and from night to day.

Lan Daoren listened very carefully and sometimes asked his own questions.

"...No one has ever said this." Lan Daoren sat up and said, "I didn't expect that the author of the poem was just one of them."

Lan Daoist pondered: "Is this how to mobilize the power of millions or even hundreds of millions of people?"

He was in deep thought for a while.

Suddenly, he said, "So it's them?"

"No, it should be their successors." Xu Shun said: "As long as there is injustice, they will have successors!"

"Fair..." Lan Daoren sighed. At this time, he finally understood why Xu Shun drew a circle around himself.

Why did Xu Shun feel that the world was not right?

Those things that seemed commonplace to him were totally unbearable to Xu Shun.

"Where can there be a world without injustice?" Lan Daoren commented, "This is too idealistic."

There has never been such a world.

"Precisely because there is nothing, we have to do it!" Xu Shun said as a matter of course.

Lan Daoren asked, "Is that you?"

Xu Shun replied: "Of course I am, but..."

He said with a little shame: "My companions have already died, and now I have done nothing, like a little Bull, like a clown."

Faced with the great waves of the times and the way the world is, he feels powerless.

Ideal is full, the reality is very skinny.

How difficult it is to change an era!

"I, Tiger, will not lie to you. It's just that you are too weak now." Lan Daoren said.

Yes, Xu Shun is too weak.

Even though he was only in the Dragon-Tiger Stage, facing the dangerous world of immortal cultivation, any banished immortal could kill him.

"This is where my pain comes from," said Xu Shun.

He really wants to do something right now, but he doesn't have the ability.

He has been hesitating and struggling.

"So, what is your choice, disciple?" asked Taoist Lan.

He already knew what Xu Shun's problem was.

"I want to go find them. Weakness is not an excuse!" Xu Shun looked at Lan Dao Ren and said, "Master, will you stop me?"

Stop your disciples from looking for the devil or even becoming a devil themselves.

(End of this chapter)