Qin Yi always felt that the thinking here was very close to what the tassel had encouraged him.
Shouldn't the people here be all the disciples and grandchildren of tassel...
Perhaps not, it's just the pursuit of detaching from the rules and cages, which is actually the commonality of all kinds of immortals, and the Chinese monks also have the same pursuit. It's just that this place is particularly prominent. Even mortals are born under the influence of such an atmosphere, and mortals think so, and the monks are even more reckless.
The funny thing is that they are also divided into righteous demons, and in the unconstrained commonality, they still have the cognition of good and evil.
The so-called follow my heart, then what is my heart? Every "I" is different.
Now it's just a corner, it seems cute, but Qin Yi can fully imagine how chaotic this place can be without the constraints of the "iron law".
"Do you have a mortal kingdom?"
"It can't exist." Xiao Er said: "It used to be, but it died out later."
"How did it die?"
"Why should I tell you? Are you going to buy something?"
"..." Qin Yi took out an ingot of gold.
Xiao Er took the gold and stopped talking.
Qin Yi: "?"
Xiao Er said: "If you give me gold, I will take it. I don't have to answer if you ask me."
Qin Yi didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Then why are you willing to answer?"
"If I want to answer, I will answer, if I don't want to answer, I won't answer. You bite me?"
Qin Yi is really angry and funny. Before, he thought it was weird but he could still communicate, but now he realizes that there is really no "reason" to talk about.
Qin Yi hooked his hand, and the gold turned into a golden phoenix, flew out of the second pocket, and landed back in his hand.
"Should this not be bullying you?" Qin Yi smiled: "I will give it if I want, and I won't give it if I don't want to."
Xiao Er's eyes narrowed, and only then did he realize that Qin Yi was not an ordinary cultivator.
Originally, relying on the iron rule that "cultivators cannot bully mortals", he could not rob the other party even if he received gold. If he went to arbitration, it would be very troublesome. Ordinary monks did not have such leisurely feelings, and most of them considered themselves unlucky. But Qin Yi's arbitrary changes, he doesn't seem to have seen much here, at least it is difficult for ordinary Qin Xin cultivators to achieve, and occasionally there are also very clever "big men", the kind that he can't even look up to...
He immediately changed his face and said with an apologetic smile: "Ke Guan Ke Guan, if you have something to say, as long as you give me gold, I will answer whatever you ask."
"The so-called disorder is still using the rules." Qin Yi smiled: "I hope it's just a mortal. If the cultivator also said that disorder is meaningless, but in fact, it is really boring, it's just a It's just a place where the rules are special, what detachment are you talking about?"
Laughter came from the inside: "This fellow Daoist, why don't you go inside and talk?"
Qin Yi said casually: "What is the internal and external order, and what is the respect of the immortals and mortals, come out and talk if you want."
Tassel looked sideways in the stick, and it suddenly felt that Qin Yi was very suitable for this place.
The laughter came out all the way inside, and a goatee shopkeeper walked outside and said with a smile, "Do you come from the north?"
Qin Yi deliberately said: "According to your routine, shouldn't it be said that it is the south? The west? The east?"
The shopkeeper laughed dumbly: "We talk about disorder to break free from shackles, not to create chaos for ourselves. You say west, he says east, but no one knows what who is talking about, this is nothing to do, not me, etc. Desire."
Qin Yi nodded and said with a smile: "So you divide the inside and outside for the convenience of distinguishing between the immortals and ordinary people?"
"That's why, no matter whether you are a human being or a fairy, everyone has a common goal to be convenient, not to live more and more tired. That's why you don't want rules, and that's why you follow the rules. It's just for the common purpose, only That's all."
"This is a safe area in the city, what if it's outside?" Qin Yi pointed to the outside of the city: "It sounds good, but I don't think the mortals here would dare to leave the city, otherwise, if they scold the cultivator, they might leave their bones dead. "
The shopkeeper looked at him very strangely: "Why should those who scolded the monk be retaliated against?"
Qin Yi also asked him very strangely: "You have been scolded like the wind, do you have such a high level of self-cultivation?"
"Whatever you want to say, what do you want to say, and the immortals grow up well? Who is disgusting?"
Qin Yi: "..."
The shopkeeper also seemed to be interested: "Hey, don't you think that's disgusting? What kind of life have you been living..."
Qin Yi's lips twitched for a long time, but he didn't know how to answer for a while.
It took a long time to ask, "Who is your city lord?"
"There is no city owner, the Qianshan Loose Cultivation Alliance covers this place and lives casually. If the monks want to accept disciples or find people to do chores, they have a place to look. Well?"
"No one manages? What about taxes or something?"
"Tax? What is that?"
"Then... if everyone is throwing things around, and the ground is messed up in a few days, who cares?"
"Whatever a cultivator can solve by raising his hand... If you're used to it, you can live it, but if you can't stand it, you can solve it by yourself. Please stay here?"
"… Fine."
Thorough anarchy and liberalism, with only one cultivator alliance covering the basic "do no harm to mortals" rules, nothing else.
Really weird place.
"Then why do you monks want to live with mortals, do you want anything?"
"I didn't live together either. Most of the monks are still in the nearby Lingshan Mountain. They only come to the city when they have something to do. This city was originally a square market that was formed spontaneously by the nearby loose cultivators. , gradually flourished, and then the people invited married and had children and had offspring, and even the loose cultivators themselves had offspring who could not cultivate, so there were many mortals living together?"
"..." Qin Yi stared straight, his head still hurting a little. In terms of common sense understanding, a settlement with a clear difference in power will inevitably lead to resource inclination, distinction between the noble and the lowly, and the formation of class oppression. But this inherent knowledge may not make sense here. Their ideas are rather strange. Even the basics of practice are openly sold. Everyone practiced together, I don't know what happened...
If you want to explore the specific social model, you may not be able to understand it for a while, and it is very likely that this is only the case in this city. Going to other cities is another template. After all, this entire "continent" is chaotic, and it should not be a unified model. So stop and don't ask too much, otherwise it will be endless.
Twenty days can go by in the blink of an eye, and I am not here to travel or do social research, I just need to have a general understanding.
So he asked, "Does the shopkeeper have any medicinal herbs or medicinal herbs here? Let me see if there is anything I need."
The shopkeeper smiled and said, "Then you've come by coincidence, there is a great alchemist here today..."
Before he finished speaking, a big man stumbled in and rushed in, carrying a bloody man on his back: "Is there an alchemist in charge today? My friend was seriously injured, please help!"
Qin Yi followed the two into the inner room, and turned to the left to find an elixir room, where an old Taoist sat concocting elixir. It's not right to say it's a Taoist priest, because Qin Yi painted a smiley face with a pen for the first time when he saw someone wearing Tai Chi on a Taoist robe...
The big man put down the friend on his back and hurriedly said, "Hurry up and see if he can be saved?"
The tone of this begging was also drunk, Qin Yi was silent, watching what the Taoist said.
The Taoist priest didn't take it seriously at all. He carefully inspected the injured person and said in a deep voice, "Is this the yin evil power of the Xuanyin Sect?"
"It turned out to be Yin Sha Gong?" The big man said happily: "Since you recognize it, it means there is salvation?"
"Yes." The Taoist pointed to the big man himself: "I also go to the Xuanyin Sect and have a Yang Gonggong. Then I reconcile with him, and both of them are fine."
The big man's expression changed: "How is this possible!"
The Taoist priest waved his hand: "Forget it if you don't want to, leave him behind, I will study it slowly, maybe there are other means."
The big man hesitated for a moment, but still said: "I will go to Xuanyin Sect again to see if there is an antidote."
Not long after the big man left, the injured person was massaged by the Taoist priest, and he woke up and turned around: "Where's Brother Zhang?"
"He could have saved you, but he didn't agree because of the danger. This kind of person is not worth paying."
The injured man gnashed his teeth and said: "So he is such a person..."
Qin Yi silently probed into his divine sense, originally wanting to see if he could save people, but his divine sense suddenly changed his color.
What kind of yin and evil art, why is this hair stuck on the heart, why is it so like Meng Qingying's tarsal maggots