Chapter 8: Heaven is moving vigorously, a gentleman should never cease to strive for self-improvement
Hundreds of feet high in the sky.
Zhang Ke and Lord Jiuren are sitting among the clouds.
The two people's spiritual thoughts shrouded the people below, densely packed like a colony of ants, starting from Qingtian and Tieshan cities and moving southward in an orderly manner.
According to Xu Qingzhi's previous suggestion, some adjustments were made to the people who went to sea with the clan.
Instead of traveling in groups of 100,000 people, we travel in counties, and the two-day interval is changed to one county departing every day.
This not only facilitates management, but also prevents confusion among each other.
One county is divided into five towns, with a population of about 80,000.
The county governor is a disciple of the inner sect, who is in charge of all matters related to the county's southward journey.
Although this would make the relationship between the sect disciples and ordinary people more integrated, which would be detrimental to the disciples' practice, the command would be faster and more convenient.
Zhang Ke feels that this method is very beneficial to the disciples' hearts in the world of mortals, but whether it is really suitable depends on the effect after traveling south.
If the effect is good, Zhang Ke is ready to add this Red Dust Heart Refining to the Southern Sect's sect rules.
Every disciple of the sect enters the world of mortals to experience every major realm.
Doing so will not only improve your mood, but also strengthen the sect's management of the residents.
As for the time limit, fifteen years should be a more appropriate time.
Looking at the dense crowd below, Zhenjun Jiuren asked a question in his mind.
"Ruyi, there is something I don't understand, and I don't know whether I should talk about it or not."
Zhang Ke was a little surprised, Jiuren Zhenjun was not the temperament of his mother-in-law.
"Ancestor, feel free to ask questions."
Lord Jiuren asked:
"I remember that when you were in the secret realm, your natal talisman could be turned into an independent space, and it should be able to carry a large number of people.
As long as we make a few more trips, we can bring all these people to the South China Sea. Wouldn't it save a lot of trouble on the road?"
Whether it is a natal talisman or a natal magic weapon, it is the core treasure of a practitioner.
Therefore, even though he is from the same sect, Zhenjun Jiuren is still very cautious in his words.
Zhang Ke's expression became serious when he heard the words of True Monarch Jiuren.
"In my heart, the human race is a great nation with unlimited potential.
However, because of the practitioners, most ordinary people have a strong dependence.
He has not unleashed his potential at all.”
The population of the blue world is dozens of times greater than that of the blue planet in the dream.
The history of human development extends beyond countless years.
But in the five thousand years in the dream, human beings have used their wisdom to create countless miracles and travel into space.
The human race in the Azure Realm is still in the city-state era of slash-and-burn farming.
Zhang Ke believes that it is the existence of practitioners that hinders the development of the times and makes ordinary people inert.
There are practitioners when monsters attack, there are practitioners when it doesn't rain, there are practitioners when people are sick and injured... there are countless similar things.
Therefore, ordinary people have become accustomed to the mentality of looking for practitioners when they have difficulties.
Whenever you encounter something that you cannot solve by yourself, the first thing that comes to mind is not to find a solution independently, but to seek help from practitioners.
In Zhang Ke's view, this is a very big drawback.
If this continues, the world may still be like this in another ten thousand years.
But since I have countless relatively advanced ideas and knowledge in my mind.
Naturally, I want to make some changes in this world, and it is not a waste of my life to practice.
"I can indeed use my life talisman to take these people away one by one, which will save a lot of unnecessary trouble.
But I don't want to do that.
Flowers in the wild will always withstand wind, frost, rain and snow better than flowers indoors.
How can we grow up without going through hardships and hardships?
To go to the South China Sea, we need to pass through Dingzhou and Laizhou. The journey is no less than ten thousand miles, and there are countless difficulties waiting for us.
According to my estimate, it will take at least a year for all of these 1.5 million people to arrive.
This year will be a year full of hardships, both for our disciples and ordinary people.
We try not to interfere unless the power of the practitioner is involved.
Let these disciples and the people solve the various difficulties they encounter on their own.
I believe that as long as they persevere, they will undergo radical changes."
Zhenjun Jiuren was shocked. He never thought that it would be because of this reason.
Whenever he thinks he knows Zhang Ke well enough, he will always surprise himself again.
His far-sighted thinking and the magnanimity of heaven and earth may be the fundamental reason why Zhang Ke continues to make progress and become stronger.
Looking at the flow of people moving on the ground, Zhang Ke looked a little lost.
"I believe in the principle that man can conquer nature. As long as we give them a chance, they will definitely burst into power that will attract the world's attention.
Heaven is moving vigorously, and a gentleman should never cease to strive for self-improvement!"
After a while, Zhenjun Jiuren breathed a long sigh of relief.
"Well, by the way, Ruyi, there is one more thing I want to tell you."
"What's up?"
Zhenjun Jiuren carefully considered his tone.
"I remember that you can refine a kind of 'Haiyan' array diagram. Why not refine some, which will also facilitate communication and combat."
Zhang Ke smiled and said:
"It turns out that the founder was planning this formation of mine.
After all, I am now the leader of a sect, the majestic Yuanshen True Monarch, so why am I helping the juniors refine talisman formations all day long?
The purpose of establishing a sect is to grow and develop, and to cultivate more people of the same faith to join the path.
There is an ancient saying: Don’t worry about scarcity, but worry about inequality!
Some heads cannot be opened."
Zhenjun Jiuren secretly regretted it, and his words were a bit arrogant.
Even I don't want to serve a group of young monks in the Xiantian realm, let alone Zhang Ke who is now the leader of a sect.
He said apologetically:
"Ruyi, I thought wrong, don't mind."
Zhang Ke said thoughtfully:
"No problem, the Patriarch also thinks about his disciples, but your words did give me some inspiration.
The purpose of the ‘Haiyan’ formation is to fly, and it’s not difficult if you just want to do that.”
Zhenjun Jiuren was stunned.
‘This is not difficult, because the Xiantian Yiqi Sect has the ‘Haiyan’ formation, which allows the Xiantian realm to realize the dream of flying.
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As far as he knew, among the nine top-ranking sects in the Eastern Region, only Yun Dou from the Thirty-Three Heavenly Palace in Yunxiao in Laizhou, Jin Yu Feiyi from Yanzhou's Mo Sect, and Xingwan from Haizhou's Sun, Moon and Star Palace were all qualified.
Have such ability.
Even the once-prominent 'Tao De Sect' did not have the means to make low-level practitioners fly.
Zhang Ke used his spiritual thoughts to explore the treasure house he had built in the 'natal talisman'.
Here are all the treasures he has obtained over the years.
After searching for a moment, I took out a ball of gauze blooming with five colors of rays of light from the 'natal talisman'.
"This is the fifth-grade acquired spiritual treasure 'Xumi Brocade Cloud Pocket', which I obtained when I was wandering in the void in the past.
It can divide ten thousand auspicious clouds, and within eight hundred miles, practitioners can step on the clouds and fly to the sky."
"Ss—!"
Lord Jiuren was shocked. Although there was a certain distance limit, it was still a strategic treasure.
Zhang Ke handed over the ‘Xumi Brocade Cloud Pocket’ to True Lord Jiuren.
"This treasure will be used by the ancestor for now. After the sect is established, I will try to see if I can put it into the mountain gate."
Zhenjun Jiuren sighed: "These disciples are really lucky!"
...
On the ground, cars and horses rustled, and countless people walked noisily.
There were constant noises, curses and the shouts of children.
Yan Liangyi hunched over, lowered his head, and together with Zou Yufeng pulled a cart that was two meters long and one foot wide.
There were some lonely elderly people and young children in the car.
The animal pulling the cart accidentally broke his ankle two days ago. He was not good at treating Taoism and had nothing to do about it.
In desperation, Yan Liangyi had no choice but to pull the cart with Zou Yufeng instead of the horses.
At this moment, he could no longer care about the dignity of the sect. The sect's robe was lifted up by him around his waist, exerting force like a coolie.
Yan Liangyi manages the third square of A in Qingshui County.
The name "Qingshui County" was only decided by the county governor Ye Qingli on his own and was not recognized by the sect.
It was already the sixth day since he left the sect, but he had only traveled less than three hundred miles.
Yan Liangyi frowned secretly, when could he reach the South China Sea at such a speed?
'Oh! I really want to find a cool place to sleep. I miss the corn burning.'
Yan Liangyi lowered his head, smacked his lips, and swallowed secretly.
"Hey, senior brother, I'm walking too slowly. If I keep going like this, I won't be able to reach the South China Sea when I get old."
Zou Yufeng knew that Yan Liangyi had the habit of taking a lunch break and would get sleepy at noon, so he laughed and teased him to prevent him from dozing off.
After saying that, his eyes glanced enviously behind Yan Liangyi.
Yan Liangyi carried a round wheel-shaped magic weapon on his back.
He heard from an acquaintance of his that this object was called 'Ruyi Shuo' and it was a magic weapon designed by True Lord Ruyi himself.
He heard that it was extremely powerful, but he had never seen it before.
Zou Yufeng is only an outer disciple. He has no magic power in his body and cannot use magic weapons.
"It's better to be an entry-level disciple. Each person has a 'Ruyi Shuttle'. The outer disciples..."
While he was teasing enviously, he accidentally raised his head and glanced at the sky, and couldn't help but be stunned.
He stretched out his hand and pointed to the sky and said: "Senior...Senior brother, what do you think that is?"
Yan Liangyi looked in the direction of his finger and couldn't help but be stunned.
I saw dozens of figures flying in the sky.
"So many multi-god gods???"
Zou Yufeng's mind was confused. Isn't it true that only the True Lord Yuanshen can fly?
How come there are so many people flying?
'Hoo~~!'
A figure flew up to Yan Liangyi on a wisp of cloud.
He has red eyebrows, a dark face, and a thin figure. The black robe of the storm hunting platform actually looks a bit elegant at this moment.
Yan Liangyi removed the rope from his shoulders and straightened his robe.
He said respectfully: "Disciple Feiyan has met the real person Honghe!"
Master Honghe looked at the disgraced Yan Liangyi and felt a little unhappy.
"Why are you so embarrassed?"
Without waiting for a reply, he took out a piece of gray gauze from his arms.
"This is a treasure just given by the master. After being refined with magic power, it can fly in the air.
But remember one thing, you must not leave a radius of three hundred miles, otherwise you will fall to death. Don’t blame me for not warning you."
Yan Liangyi was overjoyed, no wonder there were suddenly many classmates who could fly.
She took the gauze happily, and before she could say thank you, Master Honghe had already stamped his feet and flew up on a wisp of white clouds.
Zou Yufeng looked longingly at the gauze in Yan Liangyi's hand.
The envy and jealousy in his heart were directly shown on his face.