Chapter 1380 Which Is Right and Which Is Wrong? (Fourth Update!)

When those handsome and unrestrained cultivators in neon clothes and feather clothes, with immortal demeanor and bones, come out from the resplendent and magnificent floating mountains with their swords, and look down at the ordinary people on the ground who are yellow, thin, ragged, and even emit a stench, the difference between heaven and man is incredible. too much!

"Ordinary people are ants!"

It is extremely difficult for Li Yao, who grew up in the new era, to agree with this sentence.

Because in the modern comprehension civilization of the Star Federation, even ordinary people without the power to restrain a chicken can still be well-dressed, clean and tidy, with a strong body and a good mental outlook. What a difference.

However, in such an ancient world where the productive forces are not yet developed, the so-called "difference between immortals and mortals" is real. Those ordinary people who are struggling in their nests are not lambs and ants, what are they? Woolen cloth?

Therefore, the cultivators that Li Yao secretly observed, not to mention being vicious and wanton towards ordinary people, at least when they came into contact with ordinary people, they all naturally exuded a sense of superiority.

The way they look at ordinary people is not so much "contempt" but "indifference", as if the difference between them and ordinary people is a matter of course and natural.

Almost all of them passed by a dozen sects in a row.

Li Yao secretly sighed in his heart, and was about to criticize these ancient cultivators who look down on ordinary people with the glorious theory of "Cultivators are fish, ordinary people are water, and cultivators are the swords of human civilization" .

The words of some natives of the ancient holy world slapped him hard.

It was when he stopped in a town called "Shiwu City". He saw that the mountain gate of the local sect "Shiwumen" was extraordinarily tall and magnificent, and the fortress was extraordinarily golden, while the nearby villages of ordinary people were extraordinarily dilapidated. His heart moved and he stopped look deep into.

He dismissed Ling Lanyin, disguised himself as a busy traveler, and entered Shiwu City.

Sure enough, I saw that the cultivators here were extraordinarily high-spirited, rampant, and regarded ordinary people as nothing.

When he arrived at a tea shop at the foot of the mountain outside the city, he heard the chatter of several tea customers, and Li Yao couldn't hold back the nameless anger in his heart.

It turned out that the Shiwumen sect was separatist and did its own thing. Not only did it intercept the food and taxes that should have been handed over to the imperial court, it even launched corvee labor on behalf of the imperial court!

Ordinary families within Shiwumen's sphere of influence would recruit strong men to serve in Shiwumen, ranging from three to five to seven years, during which they could only receive very meager remuneration, or even nothing.

The youngest son of this tea guest was originally an errand in Shiwumen, working for cultivators. He has been suffering for three full years, and he is about to be sent home.

Suddenly one day, it turned into a cold corpse and was thrown out by Shi Wumen, claiming that he died suddenly due to overwork.

Looking at his corpse, he was indeed skinny, with bursting veins and depleted energy and blood. It was obviously caused by long-term labor beyond his ability.

The key point is that when this tea guest talked about the death of his youngest son, apart from mourning, he didn't feel dissatisfied with Shi Wumen at all.

Even the other tea guests just lamented his bad luck, the youngest son's life is short, but they dared not complain to Shi Wumen, and they didn't even realize Shi Wumen's responsibility.

Li Yao really couldn't listen to it anymore. Thoughts such as "sorrow for misfortune and anger for nothing", "natural human rights, born equal", and "raise your arms to wake up the ignorant and numb ancients" and other thoughts were running around in your internal organs , couldn't help but sarcastically said a few words.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he uttered a few words, he aroused public anger and was attacked by the crowd. Even the tea drinker whose youngest son died of hard work in Shiwumen glared at him and spat at him.

The reprimands of many tea guests made Li Yao stunned at first, then he had nothing to say, and finally he blushed and felt extremely ashamed.

It turned out that the area where Shiwumen was located was the most steep and densely forested mountainous area in the Wujiang River Basin.

Except for this small basin, it is surrounded by high mountains on all sides, and the high mountains are shrouded in clouds and mist that linger all year round.

In many places in the mountains, the sun can only be seen for two or three days throughout the year, and the rest of the days are continuously cloudy and rainy.

Such poor mountains and rivers are naturally full of demons, ghosts, dragons, snakes, tigers and leopards, not only will swallow those mountain people who strayed into the deep mountains and old forests, they will even go down the mountain in groups to sweep, eating the entire village and town, leaving only piles bone dregs.

In such a harsh living environment, a big city, seven or eight big towns, and dozens of villages can be developed, all thanks to the Shiwumen cultivators.

Thanks to their bravery and fearlessness, they went deep into the mountains and forests again and again, slaying demons and demons, and opening up living space, so that ordinary people could follow suit, burn mountains and open up wasteland, and build new villages!

"Shiwumen has been established for more than 200 years. Every year, it sweeps the Sifang mountains and forests more than a dozen times to eradicate the nests of demons and beasts. Every year, there are not fifty immortal masters, but at least ten or twenty! "

"That's right, that's right, in the past few decades, Shi Wumen has lost two of its headmen in order to slay demons!"

"Without the immortal masters of Shiwumen, all the towns and villages within a radius of hundreds of miles would be ruined by demons and ghosts, so our place is called 'Shiwucheng', because we are grateful for the great kindness of the immortal masters! "

"To be a human being, you have to know how to repay your kindness. How can you be that ungrateful, wolf-hearted, bad breed? They even killed two masters with great powers, and ordinary disciples die more than a dozen or twenty every year. What is it just once?" ...Trials can kill seven or eight disciples, but if one of our common people dies, what can we say?"

Li Yao didn't expect these "ignorant and insensitive victims" to say such things, he said for a long time, no matter what, Shiwumen shouldn't withhold the imperial court's taxes, shouldn't they collect corvee privately, this is Where is the majesty of the imperial court? If every sect is like a small kingdom like Shiwumen, what will happen to the precarious Daqian Dynasty?

These words elicited even more cheerful laughter.

Up to now, many tea drinkers have regarded Li Yao as a sour and rotten scholar who is stupid in reading, and they are too lazy to argue with him.

A native who looked like a schoolteacher, who was a little gentler, settled a deal with him with his fingers.

First of all, theoretically speaking, Shi Wumen certainly has no right to withhold the grain and taxes turned over to the imperial court.

But having said that, for ordinary people, they have to pay taxes anyway. If these food and taxes are turned over to the imperial court, who knows where they will be used in the end, or they will be transferred seven times in the hands of the officials of the imperial court. Turn, turn no more in the end!

And if the food and taxes are directly paid to Shi Wumen, Shi Wumen is a native sect after all, no matter how much you squander it, most of it will be squandered locally. The truth of the outsider field.

What's more, exterminating the monsters and ghosts in the surrounding mountains and forests in order to collect rare materials from them, as well as the treasures of heaven and earth deep in the mountains and forests, is of great benefit to Shiwumen, and even the basis for maintaining the development of Shiwumen way.

Even without the urging of the people, Shi Wumen will still try their best to kill demons and demons, and most of the resources they collect will be used in this area.

To some extent, this can be regarded as "taking from the people and using it for the people"!

Therefore, the local people of course wholeheartedly supported Shi Wumen, and every time the tax season came, they tried their best to help Shi Wumen withhold grain and taxes.

The principle of corvée is the same.

For ordinary people, both left and right have to serve corvee, either as errands for Shiwumen or for the imperial court.

But working as an errand for Shi Wumen has many advantages.

First of all, Shiwumen is located in the local area. Even the high-ranking cultivators are mostly fellow villagers, and they can get some connections with each other after many twists and turns.

As the saying goes, "One person attains the Tao, chickens and dogs ascend to heaven", if you become a cultivator, you will completely disown your relatives, and even your mother and father will be treated like ants?

Naturally, it is impossible, at least for the vast majority of low-level monks, it is still impossible to watch their 70-year-old mother sitting on the ground and rolling around indifferently.

Therefore, for the chores introduced by my seventy-year-old mother, the attitude is at most indifferent, but it is impossible to deliberately torture them.

Therefore, after so many years, ordinary people working for Shiwumen may die from overwork, but it is rare for them to die of being tortured alive. Make the rules".

Another one, to work for Shiwumen, with a little more effort, the cultivators of Shiwumen can have more time to practice. The stronger the cultivation, the more monsters can be killed. Are you calm?

What's more, if you are on the job in a cultivating sect, if you are clever and lucky enough, you may be able to learn some rough boxing skills under the influence of your ears and eyes, or even become a cultivator when the opportunity comes!

Although the possibility of this is extremely small, for ordinary people who "face the loess and turn their backs to the sky" all day long, it is the only way for their own children to ascend.

Even if this road doesn't work, as long as he serves with all his heart and wins the favor of a certain immortal master, he will have a big backer when he walks in the village in the future!

These benefits, if you serve the imperial court as corvee, you will lose all of them.

First of all, when serving the imperial court, they often have to be conscripted to places thousands of miles away, where they are not familiar with the place where they are born. matter.

To put it bluntly, if you die in Shiwumen, you can leave the whole body back.

Joining the army of the imperial court, dying on the battlefield thousands of miles away, and being able to return with a crock of ashes, is considered a blessing from the ancestors!

Another one, the imperial army composed of ordinary people is the most humble occupation, and there is almost no possibility of contacting practitioners, getting instructions, and finding backers.

In the end, the young and strong locals were conscripted thousands of miles away. What about the monsters and ghosts in the nearby mountains and forests? The immortal masters can't do heavy chores and go to kill demons and demons, right?

What, the imperial court needs a large army to fight ghosts of the Qin people?

What the hell is the relationship between the ghost Qin people and Lao Tzu? It's not the ghost Qin people who have been raging in Shiwu for hundreds of years, but the ghosts and ghosts in the nearby mountains!

It's the Yankee's business for ghost Qin Langqi to trample on the Northland. Why should we Southerners shed blood in vain?

"The imperial court? Here, the imperial court is an egg, and the Shiwumen is the sky!"

"The demons are rampant. When the tigers and wolves descended the mountain, all the immortal masters of Shiwumen rushed up to fight. Where is the imperial army? Not a single hair came!"

"The autumn harvest is ripe, and when it was time to requisition food, it came quite quickly, and all the immortal masters called Shi Wumen sent them back!"

The native who looked like a teacher said to Li Yao in a vulgar and proud tone.