Chapter 501: The People Die and the Country Is Safe

Mo Qiong rushed and devoured during the day, slept and rested at night, and moved around with Che Yun. His soul left his body and wandered around to practice at a normal speed.

He continued to run wildly during the day, and repeated this over and over again. After ten days, his soul practice did not fall behind too much, but the spiritual roots transformed from the seeds were much more lustrous and gorgeous.

Mo Qiong's green lotus leaves have grown five pieces, and the whole is much larger, with a green light, the lotus stem is straight, and a few lotus petals have grown, supporting the soul.

But obviously, it will take a long time to grow.

However, they have to leave here for the time being. Sister You and others who went to the human society have sent a letter back to let them go.

"Well, OK, share your vision with me." The reason why Gou Ye wanted to stay was for communication.

He and Sister You are also soul mates. After sharing senses, Gou Ye quickly transmitted the scene he saw to Mo Qiong with his mental power.

It was a manor. Sister You asked Adams to make a closed warehouse with Best Metal. There was a flag specially erected inside with three Chinese characters: Transmit it here!

Mo Qiong had a picture, and immediately gathered his magic power to push the containers filled with a large amount of ore, and teleported them to Sister You one by one.

"..." Bo Hei watched Mo Qiong make the steel boxes disappear one by one, and his heart was numb.

He knew that the two would go to the human kingdom next. It can be said that Bo Hei was free and could leave at any time.

But he still refused to leave in the past ten days, because he felt that these people were his chance.

He had sincerely become a disciple.

He was taught the great way of the golden elixir, and the supreme Taoist scriptures with outlines and guidance, and hundreds of kilograms of spirit stones were handed over to him casually, allowing him to consume and use them.

After getting along with each other for a while, he even had feelings for these human teachers.

At this moment, seeing Mo Qiong's magical powers, he didn't ask much, but just stood there honestly.

He had already transformed into a human form, and it was not a problem for him to integrate into human society. This time the teachers were going to leave, and he would definitely follow them all the way.

Not only him, but also three of the little demons have successfully cultivated, cultivated the golden elixir, and completed the transformation, two men and one woman.

They are all willing to follow in order to achieve immortality.

"Let's go." Mo Qiong kicked a few demons and sent them away, and pushed Gou Ye, and suddenly he was the only one left on the field.

He looked at the little demons who had not transformed and said: "You can disperse if you want to, and stay if you want to. You have memorized the Tao Te Ching, and one day you will be able to understand your own path."

The little demons are grateful for the help of humans during this period of time. They know how great the teaching of the Tao Te Ching is.

At this moment, knowing that Mo Qiong will not take them away, they crawled and asked: "Please come back to see the teacher. If we succeed in cultivation in the future, we can follow again."

"Got it." Mo Qiong immediately separated from Che Yun, sent her over, put on his earrings, and disappeared in an instant.

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"You're here, Moqiong. Please go back to the headquarters to get some food."

Just after he left the Best warehouse, Sister You said to Moqiong before he could even sit down.

"Food? What's wrong?" Moqiong was puzzled.

Adams fell from the sky, landed on the eaves and pointed outside the manor, saying, "Look for yourself."

Moqiong also flew up and knew what was going on at a glance.

Outside the manor, there were dense crowds of people, countless thin, sallow-faced, ragged refugees with families gathered outside, surrounding the manor.

Moqiong had seen the scene of 20,000 troops in the wizard world, and had seen many scenes of 30,000 to 40,000 people sitting together in stadiums on Earth.

But compared with what was in front of him, it was completely incomparable.

Everywhere he saw was full of people, huge crowds of people, black and dense, and he couldn't count them.

The manor was in a wasteland, with no village in the east and no shop in the west, as if it was an isolated island in a sea of ​​refugees.

This manor was built by Sister You and her friends. It was basically a two-story building surrounded by a large wall.

Mo Qiong had imagined that it was a prosperous mortal town, or a sect full of immortal spirits, or a spiritual paradise where immortals and mortals lived together.

But it turned out to be such a scene.

"How many people are there..." Mo Qiong asked.

"We roughly counted it, 400,000..." Sister You said.

"What's going on?" Mo Qiong thought to himself, how could a civilization of cultivating immortals have so many refugees?

Sister You shook her head and said, "Don't think that mortals can live and work in peace and contentment in the world of immortal cultivation. First of all, the threshold of immortality is too high, which is not conducive to the bottom productivity. Most people in this world cannot access the immortal cultivation system."

"And it is precisely because of the existence of immortal cultivators that there are many powerful families in the country and the local area, because as long as there is an immortal cultivator in the family, basically the whole family will ascend to heaven."

"Although cultivators don't care about the secular world, for those relatives who can't cultivate immortals, they will at least guarantee their wealth for life, right? It is impossible to let the relatives of immortal cultivators in the secular world be poor and destitute. They don't care, and those relatives who can't cultivate immortals are not happy either."

"So if there is a cultivator in the family, all the industries under their names are tax-free. This is an agreement made by many immortal cultivators and secular monarchs. This agreement has been passed down for thousands of years. While keeping the dynasty from falling, it also makes the vast majority of mortals bear the entire burden of the entire country."

After hearing this, Mo Qiong still didn't understand. It would be strange if such a country was not dragged down!

Families with "connections in power" have acquired vast tracts of land and become powerful. After several generations, more and more people have become unproductive. In order to maintain their wealth, they suck the blood of the people like leeches.

If this continued, if it were the earth, the building would have collapsed long ago!

Thinking about how the wealthy and wealthy country gentry from aristocratic families brought down the country in ancient times on earth, you can imagine the situation here.

On Earth, the helpless civilians have no food to eat and must rebel.

Regardless of whether it succeeds or not, war will consume the population and usher in the establishment of a new dynasty. This will happen again and again, and the reincarnation of chaos will occur every two to three hundred years.

But what about in this world of cultivating immortals? There is one more variable - powerful force that cannot be compensated by numbers.

People who can't survive on earth can still find ways to overthrow their privileges and dare to change their lives. After all, the privileged class are also mortals.

But why rebel here? Those powerful people are no longer just people from the imperial court, but people from the Immortal Sect.

The agreement between the immortal cultivators and the king ensured that the dynasty would never be overthrown, and the imperial power in turn protected the interests of the powerful, forming an endless cycle that could not be changed without absolute strength.

The poor people at the bottom have a mountain that is impossible to overturn.

Before the 20th century in China, there was only one successful peasant uprising in the capital: Zhu Yuanzhang.

Not to mention the world of cultivating immortals where the powerful gentry class is a hundred times more powerful. The success rate of rebellion by the poor here is zero!

Despair, the civilian war here cannot change any national policy. In the end, a large number of people died in the turmoil, and the short-term rule of the world was restored.

As for the prosperous times? It was something that only had a certain chance of appearing when war swept across the country, countless powerful powers fought for hegemony for hundreds of years, and countless people died.

Sister You sighed: "It was fine when we first came out of the forest. Maybe we could rely on the mountains to live on. But as we went deeper into the country and reached the plains, we saw a large number of refugees. A few natural and man-made disasters were enough to create There are hundreds of thousands of refugees.”

"Those who are strong, or have good looks and good looks can still join the big clans as slaves and survive. Even so, they are carefully selected. Many big clans don't want so many people at all, and they just expel them."

"After they ate everything they could eat on the road, they were so hungry that they had only two choices: cannibalism, attack the mighty Uburg, or even do both."

"Some small wealthy families were wiped out, but this only angered the entire class. They cannot destroy the big wealthy families. The organized armies from various places can easily defeat them."

"If that doesn't work, there are still talismans, formations, and rare objects left behind by the monks, all of which have powerful lethality."

"Refugees with nothing have no chance of winning. As soon as we encircled a wasteland, these refugees came after hearing the news. If they hadn't seen our helicopters and Adams flying with swords, they might have attacked directly. ”

As Mo Qiong listened, he could see the refugees outside the manor, all of whom had red eyes.

They thought this was the stronghold of a wealthy family, and there must be food inside, so they wanted to break in.

But Adams calmed them down just by flying in the sky. After all, the secular regular army and a few mortals using talismans defeated them. Now that there is a real "immortal" sitting in this manor, their only sense makes them still hesitate.

But it won't be long before they completely lose their minds. They can't walk anymore. Many people would rather eat a full meal now than die. With this mentality, it is only a matter of time before they rush in regardless.

Jiang Long flew back from a distance and said: "If we don't accept them, they will all die. In this world, these refugees will either starve to death, be eaten by others, or die in wars."

"Such things happen on a small scale once every few years, and on a large scale once every few decades. The wealthy families have become accustomed to it. To drive them away is to let them die. If a large number of people die, they will usher in a period of peace, which will last for thousands of years. That's right."

"If the small-scale refugees do not die, they will have to maintain huge military expenditures and have difficulty stabilizing production, which will eventually lead to a larger refugee flow."

"This cycle has happened countless times, so they even think that some people must die every once in a while to reduce the pressure on the land in order for more people to live and work in peace and contentment. This is the cycle of heaven and the law of nature."

"When I was inquiring just now, I heard a very ridiculous idiom: the people die and the country is safe."

"It can be seen that people here already believe that this is the natural truth. It is God's will that keeps them trapped in this cycle indefinitely."

Mo Qiong frowned, all his beautiful illusions about the world of cultivating immortals were shattered.

I read a novel before. The secular society at the lower end of the world of immortality is extremely prosperous. Once the protagonist reaches immortality, his family's chickens and dogs ascend to heaven. The rich and nobles knelt down and befriended each other. They sent countless gold, silver, slaves, and manor properties to each other. The protagonist, without even looking at him, flew away in the air, leaving behind a piece of support for his relatives and friends to enjoy a lifetime of wealth.

But I don’t expect that family power will develop. After a few generations, a small family will become a big family, and a big family will become a wealthy family. The privileged class has extraordinary power and at most a few will perish, and it is impossible to overthrow the entire class.

What ability do countless civilians have to fight against such a class, unless there is a person with amazing talent and beauty, but even if there is such a person, the dragon slayer will eventually become an evil dragon.

Because they themselves feel that resources are limited and the population is growing, it is a natural cycle that people must die to change the balance.

Unless you are an enemy of the world.

The society formed in this environment is a cannibalistic society that is more terrifying than the ancient times of the earth.

Is the world of cultivating immortals secular and prosperous? There must be, but besides that part of the prosperous scene, it must also be burdened by the bones of countless low-level producers.

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p.s: Sorry. It seems that it can’t be repaired. The child is very upset.