The fairy world collapsed, and the down-and-out gods were laid off and re-employed.

The first ray of sunshine in the morning shines on Yunlu Mountain. All the disciples of Tianqiong Sect were still sleeping, murmuring from time to time.

The disciples in the back mountain are used to being lazy. The disciples in the front hall were forced too hard before, but now they can relax without anyone caring about them. The most important thing is that there is no hope in cultivating immortality and the goal has been lost.

The Pleiades Cang sect took over from the Zisang family and provided them with normal food. When they have nothing to do, they will catch some game to fill their stomachs, and then lie down to sleep after eating.

But today is destined to be an extraordinary day.

While these monks were sleeping soundly, they suddenly heard a loud noise. They opened their eyes and saw a ferocious man standing outside the door, holding a weapon and slashing at them without saying a word.

Everyone either shouted in shock, fled in all directions, or raised their swords to resist...

An hour later, they were all subdued and brought to the spiritual stone at the gate.

After seeing Jiang Zhixia standing next to the spirit stone, everyone's calves trembled.

Why is this woman back again! ? Did she feel that the killing was not enough, so she came here to vent her anger.

When Jiang Zhixia saw everyone gathered, she happily announced to everyone: From today on, she will take over the place as the head of Pleiades Cang.

Everyone was relieved when they heard it: it turned out that he was urging them to cultivate immortality again.

Thinking of this, they showed disdain on their faces, saying that since their aura was gone, there was no need for them to become immortals. The gods don't have to worry about them.

"Who told you that I will lead you to become immortals?" Jiang Zhixia said with a smile: "Now that the spiritual energy is not enough, you have no hope of becoming immortals. But you lie here every day and make no contribution, so what are you still alive for?"

"Ah?!" Everyone exclaimed: "You are a god, but you can't kill innocent people indiscriminately!"

"First, I was expelled from the immortal status, not a god. Second, I won't do it myself." She paced back and forth on the steps with her hands behind her back, "I have found a group of demons and plan to sacrifice you to them. Help me with these burdens of yours.

But I really hate monsters. I didn't want them to get the benefits so easily, so I thought of a good way. "

The people below broke out in a cold sweat. They had a hunch that this was definitely not a "good idea."

Jiang Zhixia lifted up the corner of her skirt and gave a roundhouse kick, smashing the spirit stone used to separate them at the door.

Although that spiritual stone had nothing to do with Nuwa, it was made from the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and now it was destroyed so easily by her.

The monks were dumbfounded, while the Lingqing disciples were expressionless.

"From now on, you are a group of six, regardless of gender, age, spiritual energy level, or whether you are a disciple or a master. We are all equal. We eat together, practice together, and protect our lives together every day. The original differences no longer count. "

She said: "Every night I will ask my disciples to send you to the demon together. You can choose not to resist and let them kill you. If you want to survive, you must find a way to escape or kill the demon."

But no matter what you choose, it must be six people. If one person dies but the other five come back, I will kill the five who are alive as well.

During this period, there may be those who frame others, or those who are playing tricks on others... and they will die. "

She ignored the protests below and only listened to the report of the disciple who had just gone to "assassinate" the monk. According to the on-the-spot reactions they observed, six people with different abilities were divided into groups. Make sure there are strong and weak people in the group and that the average ability of each group is the same.

After being grouped into groups, she said "I wish you all the best" and was about to leave, but was stopped by the monks in unison.

"We are out of spirit..."

"so what?"

"So how do you catch a monster?"

"Then I don't care. If it doesn't work, just lie down in front of it and pretend to be dead. What if it doesn't eat the dead?"

"..."

She sneered and drove away on the clouds.

After these monks returned, they sat together and whispered, wondering whether what Jiang Zhixia said was true. Some people think that she is crazy, and it is not impossible to think of this way to get rid of them; some people think that she is just paying lip service to it, and will send someone to save them when it is really necessary.

The answer will be revealed in the evening.

They were taken to one side of Yunlu Mountain by Lingqing disciples, and then the disciples left, leaving them alone here.

Hearing a roar, a three-foot-tall monster with glowing red eyes and hair standing on end emerged from the grass. It was wrapped with vines all over its body, and it was impossible to tell what it had become. A fishy smell came out of one mouth.

It waved its hand, and the vine instantly penetrated the heart of the person closest to it. The man's blood splattered on everyone's faces. They can even feel the warmth of blood.

Someone screamed, and everyone fled. Someone was lying on the ground and was trampled to death by the monster. The other people lying on the ground got up and ran away.

Five people who were running at the front were killed by Lingqing disciples who suddenly returned with a sword. They said: The leader has an order, if one person is missing, no one in the group will be left alive.

This woman is serious! They should have thought of it earlier! She even beat Yuan Li and his father half to death, let alone them! ?

Everyone was crying and running, looking for members of their own group. When they ran back to Tianqiong Sect, they hugged each other and cried loudly - they were really reincarnated!

On the other side, the person lying on the ground opened his eyes and laughed. They were Lingqing disciples who had been arranged by Jiang Zhixia in advance, and the demon was pretended to be Dongfang Chuliang, Xianxian, and Xiaowan.

Early the next morning, Jiang Zhixia called them to the front hall square and deliberately counted the number of people in front of them.

"No, why did only twelve people die yesterday?" She shook her head, "The demon must be too weak, let them find a strong one today."

The faces of the people below were all blue.

"You...you can't do this, it's unfair to us!"

"Why can't I do this?" Jiang Zhixia asked back: "You said to yourself, what value do you have? You eat and sleep every day, eat after sleep, or just dream there. I can't find an excuse to raise you, let alone where am I? So much money?”

"Why should you decide our life and death?!"

"Because I'm strong." She said, "Don't you believe in this? Why can't you think about it so hard?"

The people below were speechless by her rebuke, and in the end they could only say: "Then we can't fight the monster with our bare hands, at least... at least... we have to be as fair as possible..."

Jiang Zhixia thought for a moment and nodded in agreement.

After she left, Ahong brought everyone good news.

The "kind" leader of Lingqing allowed them to come to the front hall at 10:00 every day to receive the magic weapon, but only if six people were present, and they only had time for two sticks of incense, and no one who arrived late would be given.

Compared with Jiang Zhixia, Ahong seems to be easier to talk to.

They had the audacity to ask her when she would eat. They have been hungry for a day, and now their hands and feet are so weak that they cannot run when they encounter goblins.

A Hong said regretfully: "The boss said that everything eaten by useless people will be wasted."

"It's not like we are really useless...the fairy can help us with a few words."

"No, our leader never listens to others' advice..." A Hong changed the topic, "Why don't you do something to let her see your value. This will be more useful than my ten thousand words."

what to do? When everyone was at a loss what to do, Li Jinjin and others shouted: "Clean up!"

They are so experienced! The leader asked them to do this kind of thing on the first day he came here.

As soon as he finished speaking, a group of people rushed into various parts of the sky and began to clean up debris. In one morning, they cleaned up dirt as high as three mountains, and that was only from the back mountain. Only half of the front hall was swept, and everyone really ran out of energy.

Seeing that the time was about right, A Hong ordered people to arrive with food, saying that the leader had discovered a little bit of their value.

However, during this period, the gangsters and skaters did not get a grain of rice, and the people in the same group were also implicated in not having enough to eat. No one is lazy anymore when working in the afternoon.

The night was another flight to life and death. This time they escaped without leaving anyone behind.

From then on, this group of monks lived a life of working during the day to beg for food and running away to save their lives at night.

A few days later, the Sky Sect was cleaned spotlessly by them, and even the leaves on the shrubs were polished until they were shiny. There is nothing left to do here, which means they have nothing to eat.

In desperation, they found A Hong again and asked her to give her guidance. A Hong said there was no work on the mountain, so he could go down to find something to do.

The words awakened the dreamer. Most of these monks were ordinary people before going up the mountain. They just lazed on the mountain for a long time and forgot that they still had hands. Now, in order to survive, they have returned to their "old business".

For a time, these monks worked as a group, teaching what they were good at to others in the group, and working together down the mountain.

The fields are cultivated, the medicine is practiced...

Although the people at the foot of the mountain were surprised, they were also happy to see them like this. This is better than them chasing monsters blindly.

After they worked hard for a while, they realized that since they had the skills, why not allocate a piece of land in the back hill and grow their own food? Why should they wait for the gods to give them food?

So a vigorous movement to reclaim wasteland began in the sky.

The problem of eating is okay, but their biggest headache now is the monster at night. With the experience of learning from each other before, they began to learn each other's spells and body skills.

The monks felt that Jiang Zhixia might have discovered their value. She sent them a fairy who taught them how to get rid of demons. Although there was only time for two sticks of incense every day, no one was absent from class, and everyone listened very carefully.

However, they found that these demons were too powerful and could not kill them no matter how hard they tried. They could only try their best to escape from them.

They don’t know that the daily monsters are actually gods in disguise. And it wasn't just Dongfang Chuliang, other gods saw him having so much fun and wanted to join in. The immortals who stayed in Lingqing to recover, the heads of the other three sects, and even the two emperors of the East and West all experienced the fun of pretending to be "ghosts".

The monks are learning more and more and their lives are becoming more fulfilling. Because of running wildly every night, their original bloated figures gradually became normal, and their mentality changed.

They have forgotten how they lived in a pile of garbage.

On this day, Jiang Zhixia called everyone and gathered in the square of the front hall. She pointed to the box on the table and said: "Everyone has impressed me recently. Now I'll give you a chance. There are one to nine or nine numbers in this box. You can draw three randomly in order. If you draw any set of numbers and The numbers I drew are in the same order, so I will send him directly to the fairy world to become a god."

Someone in the audience questioned: "Didn't you say that you were expelled from the fairy world? Does the guarantee work?"

"I have friends in the immortal world all over the world!" Jiang Zhixia pulled Ling Xuanche over and introduced to everyone: "Eastern Emperor, isn't this enough?"

"This man looks familiar. I seem to have seen him somewhere..."

"Yes."

Ling Xuanche coughed lightly and interrupted their conversation: "Everything is subject to what the head of Lingqing said. I guarantee that those with the same personality will become immortals."

After hearing this, everyone was eager to try, and they were all confident. But as you can imagine, none of them have the same numbers and order as Jiang Zhixia.

"It's already difficult to choose which three of the nine numbers will come together. Where do you get the confidence that you will be favored by the Immortal Lord, or a genius who cultivates immortality with amazing bones?"

Jiang Zhixia threw the note aside, "The scary thing about demons like the Zisang family is not how powerful their spells are, but the fact that they use small-probability success stories to deceive us and amplify our laziness to make us believe You can get something for nothing, and then give up all efforts, just waiting for pie to fall from the sky.

Once we choose to lie down, we become the targets of their harvest, allowing them to knock on our bones and suck out our marrow without any resistance. The little clips they performed were soothing and even more powerful tools to numb the mind.

There will definitely be geniuses who cultivate immortals, and there may also be people who are favored by some immortal to reach heaven. But most of us are ordinary people, ordinary people who can't get anything without working hard.

But accepting yourself as ordinary is more important than believing that you are unique. It is the beginning of our uniqueness. "