Chapter 97 The Sword Sister with all her immortal bones destroyed (9)
These outer disciples gathered together and talked about the tragic experiences they had encountered before.
Everyone who experiences suffering seems to find another companion who feels the same way.
They scolded those damn immortals together, complained about the unfair treatment they encountered, and wailed together for their fate. Everyone seemed to find resonance in this process of confiding.
They asked: "Why do we live like this?"
“Are we just allowed to be trampled on by others when we live in this world?”
"Is this our destiny?"
Xie Ling raised her head as she questioned and cried bitterly. She looked at Lin Zhen, who was sitting there quietly staring at them with lowered eyes.
Lin Zhen's calm and gentle eyes seemed to give her an inexplicable power. She raised her head and asked softly: "Senior Yun, why do you think we are like this? Is it because we are not diligent enough or talented enough?
?Is it because our will is weak? Or is this our fate?"
Fate. People who are stuck in the quagmire are the last ones who should believe in fate, but sometimes they have to believe in fate.
Lin Zhen looked at them and said calmly: "But, aren't you cultivating immortals just to compete with heaven for your fate? Do you want to accept your fate?"
"No! We don't accept our fate!"
They opened their eyes, filled with confusion: "Senior Yun, what do you think we should do? Should we practice hard, and when we reach the golden elixir and the Nascent Soul, we will always have a place in the sect, right?
"
The snow-white moonlight reflected in Lin Zhen's eyes, which looked extremely ethereal: "The entire world of cultivating immortals is in a terrible state. Outer disciples like us with no background will have a hard time finding a way out no matter how hard we try."
"There is endless work to be done every day, and there are only a few meager spiritual stones. There are no resources for cultivation, and no one is willing to give guidance. I don't even know whether my cultivation is going astray. How can I achieve anything famous in cultivation?
"
Someone looked at Lin Zhen eagerly and said, "After Senior Yun's guidance, our cultivation has improved a bit..."
Lin Zhen sighed: "Even if I can give you guidance once or twice, I can't always stay here. If you stay here in the future, you will still have endless things to do. Mingguang Zonghui suddenly realized his conscience
Are you looking for someone to guide you in your practice?"
Without waiting for anyone to answer, she shook her head and said: "The Mingguang Sect just wants to squeeze your time so that you have no time to think about something deeper and more terrifying, so that all you can think about is making do with your life.
.You might call this practice people fatigue?”
"Without a chance to get ahead, I have to muddle along every day, and I have to endure the bullying and oppression from everyone in the sect."
Lin Zhen raised his voice slightly and looked around the crowd: "Are you willing to live such a life?"
"..."
"Not willing to give in!"
"I'm not willing to give in!"
Some people whispered: "I don't want to get ahead, as long as I can live a good life and stop being trampled on like pigs and dogs."
These people have been worn down by the long-term life in the outer sect, and they would be satisfied just to be able to get rid of their current life.
"Well, everyone has their own ambitions." Lin Zhen listened carefully to their thoughts and then asked, "So, if you can choose, what kind of new world do you want?"
A new world or something, sounds like a dream.
Lin Zhen smiled slightly and said: "It doesn't matter, let's just chat casually. What's wrong with dreaming? Maybe it will become real one day?"
Yes, they are not doing anything wrong by dreaming.
These outer disciples opened their chat boxes and spoke freely without any scruples:
"I hope that everyone in the new world can have a strong, warm house, and some beautiful flowers can be planted in front of the house..."
"I want a world where immortals will no longer bully others at will. As long as I can practice well, I do so much work every day and have to be beaten by those immortals. I don't have the energy to practice at all.
…”
"I don't want to practice cultivation. If possible, I want to be a mortal and go home to work in the fields!"
…
Everyone seemed to have endless things to say. They described the beautiful world in their hearts that was completely different from the outer gate of Mingguang Sect, as if they had left the outer gate and really came to that world.
While talking, someone suddenly started crying: "But we can only stay here for the rest of our lives! Mingguang Sect will not let us go!"
"Even if we leave, where can we go? No sect will accept defecting outer sect disciples like us. Maybe someone will come to hunt us down."
The young disciple who just said he wanted to go home and farm said, "Then can we go back to the human world?"
The person next to him let out a long sigh and said: "Nowadays, the life of mortals is even more difficult. Any immortal will destroy the country and massacre the city. The spiritual veins of some places have been taken away, and the land has been barren, let alone planting.
The earth is so dry, it’s hard to find anything alive..."
"Isn't that..."
"well……"
The atmosphere at the venue fell into a downturn.
Xie Ling also lowered her head and thought, and tugged at the corner of her clothes with some hesitation. Finally, she mustered up the courage, raised her head and asked Lin Zhen: "Senior Yun, I wonder who your sect is?"
Do you want to come and seek refuge with her?
Lin Zhen replied softly: "I don't have any sect, I'm just a casual cultivator."
Xie Ling felt a little discouraged when she heard this.
Lin Zhen looked at her actions, smiled slightly, and added: "However, I am planning to establish a sect. This sect will be accessible to both immortals and mortals regardless of family background. However, I will never allow anyone to enter in my sect."
The sect uses power to bully others and violates laws and disciplines."
"Would you like to come?"
Xie Ling was the first to stand up, waving her hands excitedly: "I do, I do! Senior Yun, I'll go with you!"
The other disciples, led by Xie Ling, also shouted excitedly: "Me too!"
"I would like that too!"
"Senior Yun, take us away! We are willing to follow you!"
"Okay." Lin Zhen nodded with a smile and said, "Tomorrow I am going to find trouble with Zhou Daoyuan. If there is anyone willing to come with me, I will meet you outside the Qiankun Hall."
"Is it true?" Everyone jumped up excitedly after hearing the news, "Ahhhhh! Great! We are going to escape the sea of misery!"
They screamed loudly to express the surging emotions in their chests.
Zhou Daoyuan, who was worried about Lin Zhen and couldn't sleep all night, heard the cheers and couldn't help but frowned: What are these outer disciples doing in the middle of the night? Don't you want to sleep?
