Flying Clouds in Another World

Zheng Zhou, the head of Yaoxiang Valley. Yaoxiang Valley is the location of the Miyun Sect's medical school. Its secret medical skills are well-known both inside and outside the empire. Although most of the martial artists in the sect are not very powerful, no one dares to look down on them. After all, martial artists are bound to fight with others, and they will inevitably get injured in battles, and when they are injured, they need to be treated by doctors. Moreover, martial artists are not the immortals in myths and legends who are immune to all diseases. When they are sick, they have to seek treatment from these doctors who focus on medicine.

Zheng Zhou looked around at everyone, cleared his throat, and then said, "My fellow brothers and sisters! The reason why Brother Zhang did this and the three uncles and uncles agreed to it is actually because the Great Chen Dynasty is now at its twilight years and is not far from complete collapse!"

"This... Senior Brother Zheng, you are exaggerating a bit. Although the current Chen Dynasty does show signs of decline, it will not perish in a short period of time. After all, the current emperor is benevolent, the people are loyal to him, and the princes respect him!" said an old man.

Zheng Zhou nodded and said, "The emperor is indeed benevolent and kind, able to win the hearts of millions of people and the respect of the princes! However, the emperor is not a wise and virtuous ruler who can restore the country!"

"Junior Brother Zheng, I'm afraid it's inappropriate for you to say that about the emperor!" said another old man.

Zheng Zhou smiled and continued, "Inappropriate? Haha! This sentence was not said by me, but by the emperor himself. The emperor also said that as long as he is alive, the Chen Dynasty can last for one day, and as long as he is alive for one year, the Chen Dynasty can last for another year. If one day he passes away, the Chen Dynasty will not last for a few more years."

"'Why...why would the emperor say so?" an old man asked.

Zheng Zhou smiled helplessly: "I am not the emperor, how can I know. But over the years, I have been to the imperial capital Changluo several times to treat the emperor, and I have indeed discovered some clues. Let alone other things, the open and secret struggles between the three princes are becoming more and more intense. If the emperor dies one day, the three princes will probably fight for the throne. Behind these three princes, each has the support of the princes, and they are all able to gather a large army for their own use. This struggle for the throne is likely to trigger a civil war in the empire. And this There are still variables in the court. Looking at the local areas, the princes are raising armies, the powerful are amassing wealth, the rich are getting richer, and the poor are getting poorer! In addition, natural disasters have occurred over the years, and countless people have been forced to sell their land and houses, becoming destitute. After being forced into a desperate situation, they either sell their children, wives, and themselves and become slaves of others, or become displaced, begging for food everywhere, and becoming refugees. If it weren't for the current emperor's several edicts of pity for slaves and soothing refugees, strictly prohibiting the arbitrary abuse and killing of slaves, and setting up porridge factories to help refugees, I'm afraid that the world would have been in chaos long ago. "

As Zheng Zhou continued his narration, everyone's mood became increasingly depressed.

Zheng Zhou continued, "Over the years, when I was traveling around practicing medicine, the most common thing I heard from the poor people was: If it weren't for the kindness of the current emperor, who gave me and my family the last glimmer of hope, I would have rebelled long ago. If the emperor were to fall, and the princes would fight for the throne and cause a civil war, who would sympathize with these poor people at that time? How could the poor people not rebel once they could no longer survive?"

"But what does this have to do with the sect admission test?" an old man asked in confusion.

"Spar!"

"Spar?"

"That's right! Once the chaotic times begin, crystals will become one of the most fiercely contested resources by all forces, especially for martial arts sects like us. I think you also know that the main functions of crystals for martial artists like us are nothing more than two: improving cultivation and replenishing vitality. In the chaotic times, the fighting between martial artists will be more frequent, and replenishing vitality consumes far more crystals than improving cultivation, so crystals will become more scarce than before. And every chaotic time will have a huge impact on the rise and fall of a sect, and even determine the life and death of a sect. And whether a sect can survive safely is a matter of time. In times of chaos, or even taking advantage of the chaos to prosper, in addition to the strength and number of martial artists in the sect, the amount of crystals they have stored is also an important determining factor. So we have to make plans early and store enough crystals in advance to cope with the coming chaos. At this time, trying every means to get more money and buy more crystals is far more urgent and important than recruiting some martial arts geniuses. After all, it will take at least 20 to 30 years for those martial arts geniuses to grow up, and the chaos will probably start within ten years at most. That's why Senior Brother Zhang did this. Only by overcoming the current difficulties can we look forward to the future."

"Ten years! How can you be sure that the chaos will come within ten years? The current emperor is only about fifty years old. It is the heyday of the Spring and Autumn Period, right? Moreover, the emperor is capable of making the whole world submit to him, so there shouldn't be anyone who would rebel against him, right?" an old man asked again.

"The emperor today can indeed pacify the world, but he is now suffering from illness and has a short lifespan. At most he has ten years left, and at least less than half a lifespan!"

"Half a cycle! Six years! How is this possible! He is also a cultivator-level warrior! How could this happen! Is there no way to cure him?"

"Heart disease is difficult to cure! In short! The storm is coming, and we should all listen to the arrangements of the sect leader and make full preparations to ensure that the sect can successfully survive this chaotic time!" Zheng Zhou said.

The leader of the Miyun Sect finally said: "My fellow disciples! The reason why our Miyun Sect has prospered for hundreds of years in this dynasty is nothing more than the great help given to our great ancestor when he founded the foundation. But now that our dynasty is in decline and chaos is about to break out, there is no guarantee that other sects will take advantage of the opportunity to cause trouble and replace our sect. Therefore, I will shamelessly amass wealth to prepare for emergencies and to preserve the foundation of the sect in the chaotic times. I also hope that my fellow disciples can understand my painstaking efforts!"

Everyone was silent at first, and then they expressed their understanding and obedience to the sect leader's decision.

"In that case! You can go and prepare on your own. I will do my best to get you more crystal stones and other resources, but you must also pay attention to cultivating the younger generation and cultivate more earth-level masters for the sect, at least more cultivators. Moreover, this matter is only known to us and must not be spread to others. All right. Disperse!"

"Yes! Senior Brother Zhang!" The elders responded, and then left one by one. One after another, figures jumped directly off the peak, and disappeared in a few leaps and bounds. Soon, only three great elders and the sect master were left on the peak.

"Uncle Master, Uncle Master! Do you think our Miyun Sect can survive this chaotic time safely?" The Sect Master changed his previous calmness and said with a worried look on his face.

"Man proposes, God disposes! What's more, you do this not just for the crystal. I don't know how many of these people can understand your other deeper meaning!" said the old supreme elder slowly.

"Another deeper meaning! Haha! What's the point of understanding it! It's just as Master said, man proposes, God disposes!"

The sect leader said sadly as he looked at the setting sun that was about to sink into the sea of ​​clouds.