Chapter 115 The Sword Sister with all her immortal bones destroyed (twenty-seven)
Lin Zhen walked alone through this misty and rainy land that was divided into the Southern Territory by the world of cultivation—that is, the territory of the Mingguang Sect.
Along the way, the sights I saw did not seem to be very good. There were corpses of people who died of starvation or freezing to death on the roadside. In the cold spring weather, it was difficult to see a thick piece of clothing on the people.
There were no plowing cattle here, and the people who plowed the fields were panting from exhaustion, and big beads of sweat rolled down their foreheads one by one.
Lin Zhen stepped forward to inquire, but the common people remained silent and waved their hands at her: "Don't dare to talk about the immortal official in private, you will be arrested and beheaded!"
Just from this sentence, you know that the immortal official here is not a good person.
Lin Zhen changed the question: "If you farm like this for a year, how much grain will you harvest in the end that truly belongs to you?"
This question seemed a bit strange. The old farmer leaned on his hoe, lowered his head and calculated silently in his mind for a while, and said: "I have fifty acres of land at home, and I can harvest about one thousand kilograms of grain a year. Excluding the annual
I still have about a hundred kilograms of grain left to pay for the offerings?"
The harvest for this offering is too outrageous! Is such a small amount of food enough to feed a family for a year?
Lin Zhen walked all the way and found that there are many such situations, and there are even more outrageous things than this. They simply treat the common people as grease. Occasionally, there is a person who does not collect offerings so diligently, and he only receives the common people in a year.
If you harvest half of the harvest, you will be considered an extremely rare and good immortal official.
This is the life of the people under the rule of Mingguang Zong.
Lin Zhen stroked the long sword at his waist and thought: Zhou Daoyuan died unjustly. Well, write it down, the first on the list of sects to be eradicated is Mingguang Sect.
She continued all the way north, and on this long road, she didn't meet any immortal official who could be considered a good person.
not a single one!
Lin Zhen thought for a while, then turned back to Mingguang Sect to take a look.
It is still the same muddy mountain road. It was like this when the Mingguang Sect was prosperous, and it was still like this when the Mingguang Sect declined, as if there was no change at all.
Lin Zhen walked along this mountain road to the outer gate of Mingguang Sect. As expected, he saw a group of disciples who were in a hurry and busy. Their faces were very young, and they should be the new disciples of Mingguang Sect.
But having said that, can Mingguang Sect still be able to recruit disciples despite its current appearance?
Lin Zhen looked at their busy figures, smiled calmly, and walked out to appear in front of everyone.
While chatting with the disciples, she thought casually: This scene is so similar to a few months ago.
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Mingguang Sect once again experienced a farce of collective defection of outer disciples.
Elder Jiang Yue, who supported Zhou Xian as a puppet in the bloody storm and secretly took charge of the sect, was shocked and furious when he heard the news. He shouted: "These outer disciples are so brave, why don't you send someone to capture them soon?"
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"Elder..." Zhou Xian was a little uneasy because he remembered what happened on the day his father died. "Could someone be doing something behind the scenes..."
"That's right. If no one was behind the instigation, how could those group of outer disciples have such courage!" Jiang Yue hadn't heard what he was talking about yet and said angrily, "I don't know who that person is. If I were asked
I know, I must..."
His words were interrupted by Zhou Xian. There was a trace of fear in Zhou Xian's eyes and he said, "Elder Jiang, I think it might be... that person."
"Which person?"
Jiang Yue was still confused at first, but after seeing Zhou Xian's performance, he suddenly understood and felt a chill in his heart.
He couldn't help but shuddered and said, "No way? That person?"
Everyone who has experienced the Mingguang Sect incident knows who they are talking about.
"It may not be her..." Jiang Yue said somewhat unconfidently, "Maybe..."
He couldn't speak any more.
After all, this handwriting is too familiar. That person only stayed in Mingguang Sect for a few days before, and then abducted all the outer disciples after the death of Sect Master Zhou. Now that such a thing has happened again, who can guarantee that it is not the case?
What did she do?
Everyone in the Qiankun Hall looked at each other: "What should we do? Are those outer disciples going to chase us?"
Jiang Yue closed his eyes tiredly and said, "No need, let them go. Mingguang Sect will not recruit any more outer disciples for the time being."
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Those outer disciples ran out from Mingguang Sect, and they didn't dare to look back until they were far away: "They didn't chase them out!"
"That senior is right, Mingguang Sect does not dare to take us back."
"Very good!"
Lin Zhen gave the leader of the group of outer disciples a jade plaque and told them that if they had no place to go, they could go to Qianlian City.
These disciples gathered together to discuss for a while, and finally decided to go to the place Lin Zhen mentioned.
They identified the direction, pointed to the road ahead, and said, "Let's go towards Qianlian City and set off!"
Step by step, these disciples walked over mountains and rivers toward Qianlian City. After walking for about ten days, they finally arrived outside Qianlian City.
They looked up at the two characters "Qianlian" carved on the city wall, and finally relaxed in their hearts: "We are here!"
Someone said doubtfully: "I feel like this city is a little different from other places..."
But what exactly is different about it is hard to say.
It wasn't until they entered this city that they knew why they felt that way - this city was indeed special.
While walking on the road, everyone I met had a happy smile on their face.
The clothes they wear may not be gorgeous, but they are thick and warm. You can tell just by looking at the plump skin on their cheeks that the lives of these people can be called affluent.
"How is this possible? Is Qianlian City so rich?"
The disciples were shocked when they saw such a scene. Some pointed at the cattle walking in the fields and the farmers behind them and said, "Look, they actually have so many cattle!"
With such surprise, they arrived at the Immortal Palace in the city.
There was no one in the Immortal Palace. They only found a young disciple who was busy writing. They came forward in a low voice and asked: "Hello, are you still accepting people here? Senior Yun asked us to come."
"What?" The disciple raised his head from the pile of papers, "Senior Yun?"
The new disciples did not expect that he would have such a big reaction, and quickly took out the jade plaque from their sleeves: "Yes, yes..."
It goes without saying how these disciples were surrounded by everyone to look at and ask questions. They learned about the current situation of Qianlian City through everyone's popular science, and quickly integrated into the team building Qianlian.
