Just like an innocent child teasing ants, when he is in the mood, he will throw a piece of meat to watch the ants carry it. When he is no longer in the mood, he will boil a pot of water to pour on the ant nest.
In the eyes of immortal cultivators, mortals are probably no different from ants.
"Do you know where this Great Qin Palace is?" Dao Zhen said calmly:
"It is the immortal kingdom on earth that the Dao Sect wants to establish."
"This will be a paradise on earth that the immortal sect has put all its efforts into creating. With a blazing fire and gold Taoist soldier like King Qin in charge, we can suppress human disasters and deal with ordinary warriors who cause trouble."
"As long as the residents who enter the Great Qin Palace believe in the immortals of the Great Dao Sect and worship the gods devoutly and offer incense, they will be protected by the immortals and will be free from disasters and troubles."
Hai Siyuan and the other guy just thought it was ridiculous:
"A paradise on earth?"
Li Changshi straightened up tremblingly, stretched out his finger with difficulty, and pointed at the great Qin city.
Looking from here, you can see the refugees pouring out of the open city gate. If you look more closely, you can also see blood on the street inside the city gate that has not yet been cleaned up.
"Is this the paradise on earth you mentioned?" Li Changshi said angrily.
"This is because mortals started to resist." Daozhen said calmly:
"Before you started the rebellion, wasn't this Daqin City thriving everywhere, with the people living and working in peace and contentment?"
"Since you said it was thriving, where did the money for building the Great Qin Palace come from?" Li Changshi frowned and asked:
"The money and grain come from the imperial treasury, not from nothing. The people migrated here from other regions of Zhongzhou."
"Since there are refugees migrating from other places, then other areas of Zhongzhou are naturally in dire straits and suffering from human disasters."
"That's right." Daozhen admitted it frankly without refutation.
"The rest of Zhongzhou is in dire straits. We in the Dao Sect don't have the ability to take care of them all, nor will we."
"Other regions are in dire straits, but the Great Qin Prefecture is a fairyland on earth, and that's enough."
"What we cultivators want is incense, a continuous and stable supply of incense."
"It's not about intentionally torturing mortals. Mortals have never been in the eyes of immortal cultivators, so how can it be intentionally torturing them?"
"So... the interests of the immortal sect are not actually contradictory to the interests of mortals. Immortal cultivators want incense and worship, so why would they deliberately torture mortals?"
Hai Siyuan only felt a chill rising up, almost penetrating into his bones.
"Just because you entered the Dao Sect, people's hearts have changed so much?" Hai Siyuan couldn't believe it and was a little confused.
Daozhen shook his head: "It's only after practicing the immortal way and entering the immortal gate that I realized the vastness of the world, and my vision is different from before."
"Old soldiers sacrificed their lives for the country. Does Dayan still remember your names?"
Hai Siyuan was speechless again.
"So, this is where we can't agree." Daozhen sighed slightly:
"If mortals had not acted like demons and resisted, this Great Qin Palace would have been a paradise and would have become a fairyland on earth. How could it have ended up like this?"
"You think that the immortal sects are tyrannical and treat mortals as ants, but do you know how powerful the nine immortal sects are? Resistance is a dead end, and it will only lead to the destruction of lives and the death of more people."
In Daozhen's opinion, it is naturally a good result for Daqin Prefecture to successfully become an immortal kingdom on earth.
The immortal gate can receive incense and offerings, and as long as the residents living here believe in the immortals, they can live and work in peace and contentment without any disasters or troubles. It can be said to be a win-win situation.
Although immortal cultivators do not care too much about the lives of mortals, there are actually only a few who act recklessly like Daoxu, and there are only a few cases occasionally.
Now that mortals have revealed the true face of King Qin, the Da Dao Sect can no longer pretend.
Instead, it will bring disaster, be detrimental to the overall stability, and cause more casualties.
"I..." Hai Siyuan just felt dry mouth.
Although he was a third-rank general, his status was not low.
But he entered the Hundred Miles Desert when he was twenty years old and had spent most of his life on the battlefield in the desert. Facing Daozhen's words, he really didn't know how to refute them.
However, Li Changshi behind him sighed. He was older and saw things more clearly.
"Captain Hai, there's no point in wasting time talking to him."
"Daozhen is a person of heavenly spiritual roots, with top qualifications. He is a rare genius in the immortal way and the elite of the human race."
"So from the moment he entered the Immortal Gate, his butt is no longer with us."
Li Changshi was also somewhat disheartened.
In the beginning, it was his elder brother, General Li Changge, who pushed Daozhen to join the immortal sect, against all odds, thinking that at least an innocent child could be sent out of the desert...
"Since we can't reach an agreement, there's nothing we can do."
Daozhen stretched out his hand, and the phantom of the golden bell was taken into his hand, with golden light rippling in his palm.
Lonely City is where he grew up, and these old soldiers who once guarded the Lonely City are old acquaintances of his.
If we continue to let them stay here, it will be a dead end.
"You're going to die anyway, so why not just follow me?" Daozhen sighed.
"I have formed the Heavenly Dao Golden Elixir. With my current status, protecting a hundred mortals is just a piece of cake."
"Follow me back to the Dao Sect's Immortal Gate."
He spread out the sleeves of his Taoist robe, and a ray of clear light came out, sucking these old soldiers into his sleeves through the air.
But at this moment.
A cold voice came from outside the door:
"Heavenly Golden Pill? I wonder what it tastes like."
Daozhen suddenly stopped waving his sleeves and looked back.
Behind him, a tall figure appeared out of nowhere.
The figure was leaning against the door frame, standing there quietly with his arms folded. His shoulders were as broad as a mountain, with long half-black and half-white hair casually draped over his shoulders. His eyes were as deep as the abyss, and his aura was profound and majestic.
"Is he a warrior?" Daozhen turned around, a little surprised.
In just a blink of an eye, it seemed as if a strong wind had passed by.
Daozhen looked down and saw that he and the sleeves of his Taoist robe were torn apart by the huge force, splitting him in two.
His body quickly tilted and finally turned into two pieces of thin paper, falling to the ground.
"Tsk, the strange man is just a ghost, and he's just a paper man." The tall man said coldly.
He turned and walked away, with no intention of staying.
The cuffs of the Taoist robe were torn open, and Hai Siyuan and others who had just been put into it happened to see the man's back as he left.
Li Changshi looked at the back figure. He was already in his old age, but at this moment he felt inexplicably excited and his heart was pounding unconsciously.
He subconsciously took a step forward and shouted:
"Wu..."
He only shouted one word and then stopped talking without saying anything else.
Forty years have passed since the Alien War, and everything has changed.
For a moment he didn't know whether to call him "General Wu" or "Saint Wu".
The Martial Saint did not respond, nor did he look back, and his back quickly disappeared in the wind.
...
"Godfather, have you made up your mind?" Wu Qiankun took in this scene, his eyes a little complicated:
"In fact, the Da Dao Sect... is not a good breakthrough point."
"There are nine major immortal gates in Jiuzhou. Although we warriors don't know which one is stronger or weaker, we can judge from the areas they occupy."
"This Da Dao Sect seems to be not much different in strength from other immortal sects, but since it can occupy Zhongzhou, it must be extraordinary."
"Foster father... this time, the world has been turned upside down. I still think that if we look at the overall situation, we can start with the Yunxiao Sect of Qizhou or the Xuantian Sect of Nanzhou."
Qizhou is a barren place with many mountains and few people. The population is not large, so naturally the incense is not strong.
Therefore, according to the judgment of the Wu Ji Association, the Yunxiao Sect occupying Qizhou should be the weakest among the nine immortal sects.
As for the Xuantian Sect in Nanzhou... .it was mainly because it was defeated by the other eight major sects after Emperor Yonghe's worship of gods, and I think it has been badly hurt.
"Shut up." The Martial Saint looked indifferently at the gate of the Great Qin City in front of him:
"I've heard the term 'big picture' enough over the past few decades."
Chapter 249 How can a flesh and blood body fight against the immortals? (4k
On the flying boat of Taoist Qingzhuo.
The monks' conversations came one after another, seeming quite leisurely.
The existence of Elder Qingzhuo gave them confidence, so even though this incident caused quite a stir, they did not take it too seriously and just regarded it as a routine training in the sect.
Dao Fei is ranked second among the Jindan stage cultivators under Elder Qingzhuo, and his cultivation has reached the third level of Jindan.
The other cultivators on this flying boat are all his peers. As a senior brother, he is naturally very popular. He is constantly complimented wherever he goes. He can be said to be a prominent figure on this sky boat.
“I heard that Senior Brother Daofei has already reached the third level of the Golden Core, and his mana is two or three times that of a person who has just formed a core. He has the Dan Dao Samadhi True Fire outside and the Blazing Fire Essence Golden Bell inside to protect his body. This time, I’m sure he will leave a good impression in front of Master.”
"The Blazing Fire Golden Bell, this thing is not cheap, is it Brother Daofei's life-saving magic weapon?"
"Of course."
"If I can form a pill, I must also get a magical weapon like this to protect my body."
"Come on, even if you have achieved Dan, you may not be able to afford such expensive things."
During the discussion, a Foundation Establishment cultivator whispered:
"Speaking of which... Senior Brother Daozhen, who is under Elder Qingyi's tutelage, is said to be a rare spiritual root, and has already formed a Heavenly Dao Golden Pill? I wonder who is stronger, him or Senior Brother Daofei?"
"It's hard to say. I heard that just after Brother Daozhen formed his elixir, he was summoned by Elder Qingyi and was given a protective magic weapon... Maybe he will have a chance to compete for the third Daozi in the sect in the future."
"Stop gossiping, be careful that my brother hears..."
When the monks were discussing, a figure suddenly appeared behind them. It was Dao Fei.
But he had a warm smile on his face and didn't look angry:
"Brother Daozhen has a natural spiritual root, he is a rare talent among men, and he has the magic weapon 'Xiao Qianjian' given by Elder Qingyi to protect him. I am just a little more powerful than him, I have practiced a few more spells, but my magic weapon is not as good as his. How can I compare with him?"
"Okay. The training is coming soon, so stop talking nonsense."
When the protagonist of the gossip appeared, the monks naturally could not continue the conversation and could only disperse.
After everyone left, the smile on Dao Fei's face slowly faded.
Dao Fei has stayed in the Jindan stage for many years. In terms of his magical power, cultivation level, and the level of his skills, he is confident that he is much stronger than Dao Zhen, who has just formed a golden elixir.
But when cultivators fight, the winner is not determined by the apparent level of their cultivation.
For example... you also have to look at magic weapons.
When cultivating immortals, one must have wealth, companions, magic, and land. The quality of magic weapons has a huge impact.
The fact that Daozhen was a rare person with natural spiritual roots was valued by Elder Qingyi and he was bestowed with magic weapons was something Daofei could never compare to even if he flattered him.
It would be a good thing if Daozhen was not on this Tianzhou.
As soon as they boarded the Tianzhou, as the only two Jindan stage cultivators on the Tianzhou, they were naturally compared with their foundation building stage fellow disciples.
Comparing goods will lead to throwing them away; comparing people will make you angry.
When I thought of this, I saw Daozhen walking out of the quiet room in the Tianzhou. He looked quite solemn and his brows were deeply furrowed.
"Brother Daofei, I'm afraid our trip to the Great Qin Palace is not simple..." Daozhen said:
"I have a paper figurine that was beheaded by a mortal warrior in this Great Qin Palace."
Daozhen did not know the Martial Saint, and the one killed by the Martial Saint was just a paper man, not his own body, so although he was surprised, he was not afraid.
"Paper man?" Dao Fei was stunned at first, then the corners of his mouth unconsciously curled up slightly, as if he was trying to hold back a laugh.
Although the paper figure is far inferior to the real body of the immortal cultivator, Daozhen is a cultivator who has formed the Golden Elixir of the Heavenly Dao, so how could his paper figure be broken by a mortal
Logically speaking, even if it was just a paper man, it should be easy for him to suppress the so-called spiritual warriors among mortals. This really opened Dao Fei's eyes.