Plural Apostles

"Oh, just call me Xiao Zhang, Immortal Elder. Immortal Elder will definitely outlive me in the future." The old man laughed dryly, "Please don't call me this kind of address anymore."

"Okay...Xiao Zhang, cough cough..." Kallen looked at the mortals who closed their eyes and practiced in the square. It was clear what these people were doing after a few glances. They were condensing the energy of heaven and earth, and then formed white spirits. Shi, there is no doubt that these spirit stones are going to be handed over to Tianxinzong, "How long does it usually take you to practice this way?"

"This depends on the talent. According to the regulations, each of us needs to condense a spirit stone every day. It takes half a day if it is fast, and more than half a day if it is slow."

long time?Most of the day?Karen thought for a while, I seem to have heard Ai-chan say that a day here is about the same as that on the other side of the earth, which is twelve hours, but the calculation on the other side is the rotation of the earth, while here the sun and the lunar moon revolve around the earth Spin time: "Don't you usually sleep and rest?"

"Sleep? Isn't training just sleep? After training to condense spirit stones, we mortals will be full of energy after sleeping for a while." The old man stroked his beard and smiled, "and refreshed, we have the strength to work .”

It doesn't seem to be a problem, it's not oppressive and exploitative, it makes people work all day long, and it seems that this practice is not difficult to condense spirit stones, and it has many benefits for mortals... But there is still something wrong.

Karen frowned and thought about it. If she put aside her own inherent concepts, it seems that there is no problem. The monks are very satisfied, and the mortals are very satisfied. This set of social rules seems to have been in operation for a long time. The spirit stones are provided to the monks, and the monks protect the mortals and choose the talented mortals from the mortals to lead the way of the monks... But there is still something wrong.

"That...have you never thought about becoming monks?"

"Becoming a monk?" The old man was stunned for a moment, then shook his head and smiled, "You are really joking, sir, talent is something that is predestined from birth, and some people who are only a little short of talent may be able to barely become qi refining masters through accumulated practice. Immortal, but the possibility of this is still very small, not to mention that most people's talents are far behind."

Doomed?Kallen rubbed her chin in thought, so what was wrong?At first she thought it was monks oppressing all mortals with absolute power...it didn't look like it.

"By the way, what is that pillar in the square?"

The old man suppressed the doubts in his heart, and replied honestly: "That is the Tongtian Pillar. It is said that it is something bestowed by the Heavenly Court on the Eight Desolations. , we are all cultivating around the Tongtian Pillar to condense spirit stones."

Babel?Seeing how these people were cultivating around the pillar, Karen felt that this pillar should have other effects, but these are not things that ordinary people like the old man can know.

Maybe Siegfried guessed something, so he sat down and tried it himself?Kallen waved her hand to let the old man do her own thing, then stood quietly by the square and waited for Siegfried.

This waited until it was dark, and the bright moon hung in the sky, shining bright and flawless light.

The old man came over with a table and two stools, and the table was full of dishes, ranging from meat to vegetables: "I'm sorry, we mortals may not be very good at cooking, please forgive me .”

"It's all right, it smells delicious, thank you very much."

Karen sniffled, sat down at the table unceremoniously and began to start. Maybe the seasonings are not as varied and thick as on the earth, but the ingredients are completely different, at least there is no aura species on the earth. Vegetables for livestock.

"Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm...the taste is very good! Xiao…Xiao Zhang, thank you very much."

"Just as long as the fairy likes it." The old man said with a smile, "I will come and clean up later, so I don't have to bother you, fairy."

Kallen, who was engrossed in eating, probably didn't hear the old man's words clearly. She waved her hand casually to signal the other party to do what she wanted to do, and then immersed herself in the paradise of food. It was so delicious and perfectly suited to her taste ...

These mortals should also have the taste of standard human beings... I feel that they live more nourishingly than humans on the earth, they will not get sick, they are healthy, they live a long life, and they eat so deliciously... Well, they are so happy.

The diet problem was solved like a whirlwind. Karen put down a big iron pot and drank the last mouthful of the soup stewed with unknown meat. She licked the corner of her mouth, leaned on the chair and burped contentedly, she was really happy... …

"I am full?"

"Hmm...six full...huh?" Karen raised her head subconsciously, and saw Siegfried sitting across from her, looking at her expressionlessly. She raised her hand subconsciously, wiped the corners of her mouth with her sleeve, and then sat upright. , coughed twice, "Well, Siegfried, have you found anything?"

"Of course I have discovered, and I have almost figured out the problem that the empire needs my intervention on this planet..." Siegfried smiled and glanced at Karen, "Miss Karen, who is so full of food and drink, how can you do this?" Did you find the problem in time?"

Karen smiled awkwardly: "Well... Actually, I feel that these mortals seem to be living a very good life, peaceful and healthy. Maybe it's because they often practice the relationship between condensing spirit stones, and there is nothing wrong with them overall..."

Siegfried rolled his eyes: "I think you really read all the political books and history books in your stomach."

"Ah?" Karen was stunned, "What do you mean?"

"What do you mean?" Siegfried smiled, raised his hand and casually grabbed a grain of rice that hadn't been wiped off the corner of Kallen's mouth, "Pull it out along with what you ate."

Kallen's expression changed by the way, her face was aggrieved and embarrassed, she patted the table, and said dissatisfiedly: "I just had dinner, can you stop mentioning such disgusting things?! And washing hands or something, I have already It’s useless, okay?!”

"Yes, yes." Siegfried stuffed rice grains into his mouth and chewed, "The taste is not bad, it seems that it is because of the environment, the ordinary crops grown taste so good..."

"You...!" Kallen stared at Siegfried, who was chewing. Is it okay to eat whatever is left at the corners of other people's mouths?She struggled for a while, but she was too lazy to ask Siegfried about such things, "Anyway, what's the problem you found?!"

"A small country with few people makes the people have a lot of weapons and doesn't use them, and makes the people die and not move far away. Although there are boats, there is nothing to take advantage of. Although there are armored soldiers, there is nothing to show them. Let the people tie ropes and use them. Enjoy the food, enjoy the clothes, live in peace, and enjoy the customs. Neighboring countries look at each other, chickens and dogs hear each other, and people do not communicate with each other until they grow old and die..."

"Stop, stop!" Kallen quickly raised her hand, "Speak well, what poem did you suddenly read?!"

bump!Siegfried casually knocked on Kallen's head: "This is not poetry! It's Lao Tzu's strategy for governing the country. Regarding the strategy for governing a small country, it advocates the political policy of not disturbing the people and enclosing the land. Of course, it can be understood in other directions. It’s okay for a while, for example, fooling the people, suppressing the wisdom of the people, this is an idea, not a poem..."

"It hurts, it hurts!" Kallen rubbed her forehead, wrinkled her face, and asked curiously, "Then what's the problem you found?"

"Think for yourself."

Siegfried raised his head and looked into the distance, only to see that Ming Guang had trotted over: "It's almost time to understand, go back and summarize the observation results of other people, and leave."

"Hey!" Karen quickly got up and caught up with Siegfried, "You haven't told me what you found yet!"

"Go, go, think for yourself."

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bump!

A foundation-building monk vomited blood and fell to the ground. He looked at the white-haired girl who killed him instantly with a fist, coughed up blood, and shouted incomprehensibly: "Fellow Taoist has such a cultivation level, why do you still come to do this kind of thing?" ... If fellow daoists are casual cultivators, I can recommend our Wuya sect, and fellow daoists are elders at the beginning..."

Fu Hua rubbed his temples, raised his foot and kicked up a small stone on the ground, which can punch an ordinary person's head with a bright hole in front and back, and hit the monk's forehead, knocking him out with a thunderous sound, and then she frowned. Frowning to look the other way.

Knocking out the last Qi Refining Cultivator, Qiyana took a subtle look at the other's sunken forehead... She seemed to have used too much force, but judging by the other's aura, there was no danger to her life.

"Fortunately, I almost killed someone..."

Kiyana breathed a sigh of relief, and looked at a middle-aged man who was coming, her brows were tightly frowned. It was the other party who called these monks, and they were kind at first. Fu Hua and herself didn't feel any evil thoughts, just felt that the other party There is a worry in my heart...

As a result, the other party did not know how to call a group of monks!