These people are none other than the Qi-refining practitioners from the Youshengwusheng Sect.
The one who was called Senior Brother was a person who had reached the sixth level of Qi Refining, 'Tongyou'.
Recently they have been at war with the Beigao Kingdom. The morale on the battlefield is much stronger than in the city, but someone has to guard the country as well.
Therefore, these sixth-level people need to take turns to guard the city and also to recuperate.
He was one of them. Previously, he had been hit by a magical power from a sect in Beigao Country on the battlefield and was seriously injured and had to return to his country for recuperation.
If you want to recover quickly, you naturally need to make some adjustments. According to the methods used in the past, forcing mortals to lose their families or waiting for them to become ghosts or monsters is too slow.
Coincidentally, the Quancai Sect sent someone to contact them, so there was a battle.
Seeing that he was about to stand up and take action, a fellow apprentice hurriedly cupped his hands and said, "It's just a small matter, why do you need to do it, brother? I am willing to do it for you and take off the heads of those guards."
"you"
The man looked at him deeply, and his eyes made people freeze.
The junior brother's scalp tingled when he was looked at, and he bowed deeply, "It is my fault for being so presumptuous."
The man nodded and said, "This is about me returning to the battlefield. If it was just a normal killing, I would let you do it. After all, we are fellow disciples, and there is not much moral integrity in the guards. But after killing people, the moral integrity generated by the gratitude of the people, and the moral integrity generated by opening the warehouses to release grain, these moral integrity are enough to allow me to break through and enter the seventh level."
As he said that, he waved his hand and said, "How about this, I will leave the subsequent work of releasing grain to you. I can't let you work in vain."
"Thank you, senior brother." The man bowed deeply, with a look of joy on his face.
If you can't get the big share, it's good to have some soup.
The practice of the vocal and silent sects does not require fighting and competing. The practice of the righteous path in the world does not require fighting and competing.
They all practice the same method, and the spirit and energy they absorb is naturally based on their own stage. As long as they worship the Soundless Sect, everyone from the sect master to the disciples can absorb it.
But there is always a distance, height and depth.
Whoever is closer and does the work will naturally get more of the spirit. One or two mortals cannot accomplish anything, but with hundreds of thousands of mortals in the city, even if they absorb a little more, the total amount when gathered together is still a considerable amount.
It was indeed they who issued the order to collect grain.
They deliberately stayed away from the mortals for the past two months, just to let them fight among themselves, and then when they had absorbed most of their energy, they would come down to the mortal world to save people, just like they did in the past.
As for the heads, they would naturally be those of the guards. With their lives, the anger of the people would be calmed.
The guards who loyally carried out their orders were killed by the gods they served. The anger generated by this was enough to make people very angry.
"Brother, do we need to release all the food later?" The fellow student asked again, "We have a cooperation with the Quancai Sect, right?"
"Is this your first day working? When did you say you were going to let go of everything
The senior brother chuckled and said, "Just release a little bit every day, just enough to keep the mortals from starving to death, and then wait for the Quancai Sect to take over."
"Yes, brother. I heard that the Quancai Sect is similar to those businessmen. Do they practice in this way?" the fellow disciple asked curiously.
"It is true, but there is a difference. This Quan Cai Sect is very peculiar."
The senior brother said, "Their sect is not like the mortals who hoard goods and sell them at high prices. That is only for the benefit of mortals and is nothing. What they want is the power of mortals' wealth. This sect is very strange. They rely on stirring up mortals' prices to leverage cultivation. The price of grain, the price of land, the price of mortal labor, as long as it is something that mortals have, they want to get that power and change the price, just like merchants set prices, so as to gain cultivation."
"This sect is very powerful. It is said to be spread all over the world. They don't stay in the human world, but just walk around. However, they don't harm local sects like us, but help us instead."
"For example, this time, the Quancai Sect first leveraged the grain price to affect our war with the Northern Gao Kingdom, leaving the mortals without grain. Then, when the mortals have no grain, won't they become angry? They rely on this grain to seize land deeds and force the mortals to sell their houses and land. Then, the land prices will be determined by them from now on. The mortals can't afford to live there, and they will become more angry."
"Once they completely monopolize the price of mortals, then the mortal spirit will continue to flow, much faster than our own cultivation, which is a good thing."
The Soundless and Voiceless Sect relies on the spirit of cultivation, and requires the joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness, as well as the anger, ignorance, and resentment of mortals. But they do it themselves. Apart from the fixed spirit generated by mortals' worship, they are waiting for demons to appear, or instigating mortals to fight among themselves, but the effect is slow to take effect, and it is not as fast as the spirit brought by the Power and Wealth Sect.
Thinking of this, the senior brother laughed again, stood up, floated forward from the open-air pavilion, and fell straight down.
The people who were fighting suddenly stopped when they saw a god descending from the sky.
"The Immortal is coming!"
Someone shouted, and everyone quickly knelt down and kowtowed.
"Immortal! Immortal! We have been wronged!"
Many people burst into tears, and seeing the man in the sky was like seeing a savior.
Captain Zhao, covered in blood, looked aggrieved. He was relieved to see the immortal coming back. Now, he could prove his innocence.
"Immortal, you are back. You have to make the decision for me. They..."
puff!
Before he finished speaking, all the guards, including Captain Zhao, began to spurt blood from their seven orifices.
"ah."
Captain Zhao stared with wide eyes, looking at the immortal who was gradually falling in disbelief.
"I already know this."
The man slowly landed on the ground, his voice loud and clear, reaching the ears of the mortals in front.
"The guards here took advantage of me participating in the war with the Northern Gao Kingdom to maliciously hoard goods and force everyone to live. They deserve to be killed."
He looked at Captain Zhao and said, "You are full of evil and you will never be tolerated by me, the Soundless Sect!"
That's not the case!
That's not the case!
He didn't do anything, he was just following your orders!
He clearly didn't do anything, he just wanted to release the grain!
Anger and sadness surged from the bottom of his heart, causing the descending immortal to show a look of relief.
Captain Zhao's eyes were getting redder and redder, but also becoming more and more blurred. The injuries caused by the blood gushing out of his seven orifices were simply not something a mere mortal like him could withstand.
"you"
He used up all his strength to utter a single word, then his body tilted and he fell to the ground.
It also means that the last bit of energy has been sucked away.
"This beast has been killed."
A smile appeared on the man's lips as he looked at these kneeling mortals. Facing their desire, the relief in his eyes became even deeper.
A little more, a little more.
This feeling of longing is also a very good material for spiritual practice.
He paused for a long time, feeling his own magic power running wildly, until it slowed down a little, then he said: "Open"
boom!
Before he could even utter the word "cang", a huge beam of white light suddenly shot out from the horizon and instantly submerged his figure.
The white light blasted a huge hole in the ground, and the man turned into ashes and disappeared completely.
And in the sky not far away, a wisp of yellow wind carried a human figure quickly towards them.
The man clenched his fists, and his hair seemed to be flying wildly because of extreme anger. The sound shook the surroundings and made people tremble.
"Evil heretics, come to death!"