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Ying Yao now understands why Zheng Chuan asked him to figure out which world he wants to enter. Although he himself clearly knows the difference between mortals and monks, he has been unconsciously conscious of the mixed life of monks and mortals he has seen for a long time. Confusing the living habits of the two, however, is not in line with the world's cognition.

"Joining the world" Taoist monks seldom have the thought of "this is the world's mistake, not me". They are more used to reconciling with Tao, and Ying Yao also has no idea of ​​​​breaking the boundary between mortals and monks.

One is that this is indeed impossible. There is a natural gap between monks and mortals in terms of ability and lifespan, and he cannot dig out the spiritual roots of monks and transplant them to mortals. "Friar Dao worked so hard and did not hesitate to set a wrong example for his life, so he quickly realized that he had to choose between entering the world of mortals and entering the world of monks.

This is not a good choice. Ying Yao himself is a monk. Under the premise that most of the famous and surnamed powers are dragged into the Dao struggle by Chu Xiang and Chu Hang brothers, he can be called the No. 1 presiding over the order of the cultivation world. Even the Law Enforcement Hall, which has always regarded itself as a person who maintains order, has to give priority to his suggestions. He can barely say what he says, and he will not receive too much resistance—because he will not harm the interests of all monks. Solved problems are not called problems.

But if he chooses to enter the mortal world, Ying Yao can almost foresee the shocking gazes he will receive when he fights for the interests of mortals and monks in the future. If it is only once or twice, he can still suppress the discussion with his own strength, but he If you choose this path, you will definitely continue to do it until you offend the entire cultivation world.

Ying Yao knew his own inclination in his heart. Rather than dealing with monks whose eyes were higher than the top after being destroyed, he hoped to choose mortals, and mortals don't have to worry about the severance and reduction of Feisheng Road, but he After all, he is not single, and there is the entire Winged Sword Sect behind him. If he is implicated in Winged Sword Sect because of his choice, Ying Yao is convinced that he will be controlled by the demon.

People's hearts naturally have a preference for those close to them. Ying Yao believes that he is no exception. Therefore, compared with entering the mortal world to perfect his own Dao Xin, he hopes that the entire sect will be safe and sound.

This is also a difficult decision. Ying Yao thought about it and couldn't make up his mind, so he had to give up these two options for the time being, and planned to get through the past ten years. The few people who took the lead in embarrassing him have a fight.

But no matter what Ying Yao thinks, life has to go on, and the mortals and monks who come to seek asylum can't be ignored. Ying Yao is so busy that she is so busy that she forgets the two options that bother her.

At this time, it was already the fifth year of the sword sect's closure of the mountain, and the outcome of the Dao battle had not yet been revealed, but the situation was becoming more and more tense.

After fighting back and forth for a long time, everyone understood each other's positions, leaving aside those sects who insisted on neutrality. Even if two sects share the same spiritual vein, they may have different positions. It is inevitable that some people will die, and they will become enemies with each other. Naturally, they can no longer live in harmony with their old neighbors.

This kind of situation is not uncommon in the entire cultivation world. In the end, there was no need for Prime Minister Chu or Chu Hang to summon them. Those monks who stayed in the Central Plains and did not go to Wuliang City or Xixue Mountain to help out spontaneously formed two alliances. Cultivation, only full of struggle.

The winner will often take away all the savings of the loser, so it seems easier for the monks to break through. For a while, the Nascent Soul is walking everywhere, and there are as many golden cores as dogs. When I woke up, I went back to the ancient time when the aura was abundant.

Even if Ying Yao consciously prepared the worst scenario in advance, seeing this kind of scene can't help but upset her.

He knew that these people must be monks who practiced the ruthless way of the present law, so they would be able to thrive in this period of near moral collapse, but he dared not say that there was no help from his teachers here, so no matter who asked him They all kept silent about it.

If all the monks who came to the door in the past were even normal monks, no one would have any evil thoughts about his silence, but these ruthless monks were used to plundering and preying on the weak, and under their arrogance, they took his silence as a sign of weakness.

The sword sect who entered the world has been wandering in the Huashan spiritual vein for many years. The elders of the master's sect generously donated money, and Ying Yao brought back the magical medicine from the Tongtian Realm. He has not participated in the struggle for many years and has not lost anything. In the eyes of others, he is naturally very rich.

The two forces have been fighting for many years, and all the family assets they saved earlier were completely consumed. They all relied on robbery to maintain their cultivation and advance to the realm, and the higher the realm, the more it was consumed. He began to spread the news that Ying Yao was afraid of their strength, so he kept silent about their actions, so within three days, these people pulled up a team at an astonishing speed, and rushed to the World Sword Sect Outside the closed mountain formation.

At this time, Ying Yao was taking care of a refugee team in another part of the sealing formation. When he subdued the eagle and flapped his wings and threw He Hu's bamboo tube in front of him, the first layer of the sealing formation had been covered by rain. The treasure was broken.

He Hu left the customs three months ago, and his sword had already been cultivated into a human form one step earlier, but there was a mistake, and the sword's human form did not have a single hair on its body.

Jisujian categorically said it was because it didn't have a fringe, and Ying Yao felt that what it said made sense, so he didn't care about Jisujian's bandit behavior of trying to grab a lock of hair and hang it on himself when he saw a furry one.

He Hu and his sword were slightly injured when crossing the shape-shifting catastrophe. They were wandering all over the mountains and plains looking for medicinal materials. The sword cultivator that Ying Yao was familiar with was guarded by two monks who were comparable to him. Finally, he found a chance to send a message to Ying Yao, but it was still a step too late.

Ying Yao casually grabbed a junior brother and left him the job of taking care of the mortals here, and called Ying Yujian to fly to the place under attack, but in no time he was in front of the army of monks, and joined the battle without saying a word. After a few colleagues who fell in the middle rescued the second layer of the mountain sealing formation, they waved their hands and refused their help, walked out of the formation and stood still.

"Everyone attacking my Fengshan Formation and hurting my fellow sect is tantamount to declaring war on the sword sect who entered the world," Ying Yao said politely, "I have to ask you for an explanation."

He has not made a move in front of people for nearly 20 years. At that time, most of the monks who saw him and Fang Li coming to each sect one by one were not in the Central Plains, and even a few who dissuaded them were ignored. "As soon as the three words came out, there was a roar of laughter at the foot of the mountain.

Maybe it's more than that, Ying Yao looked at them and thought, they passed at least three mortal cities that were not in the Great Formation of Fengshan. I haven't received any news, I'm afraid, I'm afraid...

He paused here for a long time in fear, gritted his teeth and thought: I'm afraid it's unfortunate.

"Entering the WTO" Dao Jianxiu was furious, but he couldn't see any clues on his face, but he looked a little more beautiful because of his too indifferent expression.

He Hu mixed in the crowd, convinced that he had heard some indecent comments, he looked at Ying Yao who was searching for him dumbfounded, then shook his head at him, mouthing: "Everyone is fine. , I stopped it."

Ying Yao suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, which made him feel a little dizzy. The monk opposite him laughed, and bowed his hands to him perfunctorily, and said forcefully: "The sword sect in the world occupies a treasure and does nothing. The Mailing Treasure is cherished, and those who are capable will use it, and we also want to ask the World-Entered Sword Sect for an explanation."

Ying Yao raised his head, drew his sword and silenced the voice of the cultivator who was transforming himself from reporting his family, and said calmly: "I have killed countless unknown people with my sword, and you are the only one."

He gave a sword-holding salute to the army of monks on the opposite side, and raised his voice a little: "Jianshi Jianzong Yingyao, I would like to ask everyone."