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Chapter 107 Much better than Confucius

Chapter 107 Much better than Master Kong

Author: Wu Lie

Chapter 107 Much better than Master Kong

All human flesh was removed.

The Swordsman with Blind Eyes, the Bald Brother and the other Green Forest monks did not dare to stay for long, so they exchanged glances without leaving a trace, stood up and said goodbye together.

"Fellow Taoist Fuyao has been crowned the Master of the Mountain. He is admired by the hearts of the people, brothers and others. It's just..."

"It's just that the mountain master has important matters to deal with at the moment. It's inconvenient for my brother to stay for a long time, so I won't bother you today."

"Let's wait another day. Brothers will definitely come to congratulate us another day... I'll see you later!"

The freshly baked Lord of Luoshan smiled nonchalantly and waved his folding fan, "Brothers, if you are too polite, then we will say goodbye. The green mountains will not change and the green water will flow forever."

A group of Green Forest monks apologized and hurriedly left the Demon Lord Hall.

Next, there is the internal affairs of Qianqiu Mountain.

Everyone knows that the new owner will make some big moves.

Many demon cultivators are filled with expectations and at the same time, they are also anxious.

Luo Ning swept his eyes and saw the expressions of the demons.

The young man was not in a hurry. He was pacing back and forth while shaking his folding fan under the expectant, uneasy, and awed gazes of the demons.

"搐搐...搐搐..."

Luo Ning's steps were as light as a crane, but every step stepped on the hearts of the demons, knocking on their nerves and shocking their emotions.

Under the domineering spirit of controlling demons, this man whose pseudonym is Yun Fuyao seems to be a born leader of the demon clan.

Master Kong has only been dead for a quarter of an hour, and his long-standing prestige has already been blurred and disintegrated in the hearts of the demons.

Instead, there was the mysterious and noble Master Fuyao in front of him.

Only when he was full of emotions and the atmosphere was sufficiently heightened, Luo Tianxia suddenly stopped, turned around as if to show off, and smiled to himself.

The demons suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

The folding fan in Luo Ning's hand clicked, and Shi Shiran sat down at Mr. Kong's seat, "Sit down! Everyone, sit down!"

He sat with his legs crossed in a leisurely manner, looking like an aristocratic man, as if he was accustomed to being in a position of power.

Everyone sat down as if hearing the sound of heaven, and felt as if they had been granted amnesty. They suddenly felt comfortable all over.

Luo Ning said unhurriedly: "Now that the chief culprit has been killed and the outsiders have left, it's time to close the door and speak our own language. We are no longer outsiders."

He was clearly an outsider, but when he said these words in the tone of his master, it didn't sound out of place to the ears of the demons.

It seems like it should be.

"You will naturally know from now on that I am a master who does not shy away from fire or water and does not care about success or failure. Whatever I want to do, I must do it with determination."

"Now that I have become your lord by fate, I will naturally set up rules."

"My rules are as big as they are big and as small as small."

At this point, the monsters' hearts suddenly rose to their throats again.

Luo Ning half-smiled, and his tone became colder, "Seriously... I have requirements for you. I can't ignore you, let alone indulge you."

"There are some things you can't do, and you will die if you do them! Everyone is equal before the rules, and so am I. That's why I have strict rules."

"Speaking of small things...as long as you don't violate my rules, you can feel free and at ease, each in his own way,"

The group of demons listened with bated breath, and were rubbed by Luo Ning, making them as round as they wanted and as flat as they wanted.

Under the domineering power of the demon master, even seventh-grade demon cultivators such as Mr. Hu are obedient.

"My rules, first of all, are the three chapters of the agreement." Luo Ning's Danfeng eyes turned cold and stern, "First...it is strictly forbidden to eat people and harm others!"

"If anyone dares to eat anyone again, his soul will be extracted and executed!"

As soon as these words came out, the demons were suddenly surprised.

Not allowed to eat people?

Most demon cultivators eat humans.

Why is Master Fuyao not allowed to eat people? This...

"Lord Shengming!" Suddenly a voice sounded, but it was Bai Ke, the head of the Bai family.

Bai Ke stood up and said sadly: "Everyone, Lao Bai, I have told you long ago that if you want to succeed in cultivating Taoism, you must not eat people!"

"Who is a demon cultivator who can practice transformation? Who doesn't have the opportunity?"

"There are so many insects, fish, birds and beasts in the world, how many of them can practice transformation? Why do the more advanced demon cultivators look more like humans?"

"This is because the human race is favored by heaven and earth and is the leader of all living beings. Therefore, since ancient times, the human race has dominated the world and dominated destiny."

"Eating people will inevitably make the human race ostracized and hostile, suppressed, and blocked. It will make our situation even more difficult..."

Many demon cultivators wanted to refute the soft-spoken Bai Ke, but they were afraid of offending their new master.

Luo Ning nodded, "What Bai Ke said is right, and I feel very close to my heart. But in my opinion, the more important reason why we can't eat people is that we want to become stronger!"

He stood up, his body like a straight gun, with an intimidating energy.

The demons' hearts suddenly shrank.

"What does the ancient demon court rely on to exist? It relies on the incense of the human race!"

"Without the demon temples all over the world, without the endless incense that stretches across the world, how could those peerless demon kings in ancient times compete with the gods and Buddhas in the sky? Huh?"

"Is it just based on blood?"

"You don't know, I know!"

"Are there few ancient gods and demon clans? You don't know, I know!"

"Why can't our demon clan produce big figures in recent years? There isn't even a fifth-grade demon cultivator in the entire Xifan County."

"Qianqiu Mountain is such a blessed place for the demon clan, but there is no fifth-grade demon cultivator! Why?"

"You don't know, I know!"

"Because... the demon clan has no luck, so it can't achieve great things, and it can't produce big people!"

"Any race, once it lacks luck, is like water without a source and a tree without roots. It is difficult to become a river, a sea, a lake, or a towering tree!"

"When one's luck is bad, it's difficult for anyone to be alone, and one has to pay the price! This is... Tao!"

"The world is in the hands of the human race. This is a fact. We cannibalize and harm others, and have received countless curses and resentments from the people. We have a sea of ​​karma. How can our luck improve?"

"For the sake of our path and our career, our luck must improve. Let's start by strictly prohibiting cannibalism!"

When the demons heard this, they were suddenly enlightened and felt that it made sense.

This is because what Luo Ning said is not nonsense.

For the sake of temporary appetite and the pleasure of killing people, eating people and harming others turns out to be a waste of one's own luck.

The demons couldn't help but become moved.

Even Mr. Hu and others think that cannibalism is really problematic.

"Don't worry, my lord, we dare not violate this first iron rule from now on." Mr. Hu stood up and expressed his stance, "Let all the people in captivity be released."

Mr. Lang and others also expressed their opinions that they did not dare to eat people again.

No one dared to disobey Luo Ning.

They knew very well that if they objected, Master Fuyao would definitely kill someone.

"Article 2," Luo Ning continued, "You are not allowed to kill each other internally, kill for treasures, or bully the weak! Violators will be made into slaves at the least, or put to death at the worst!"

"There are two to three hundred demon cultivators in Qianqiu Mountain. Although most of them are ninth-level cultivators, why are there only tenth-ranked cultivators with so many cultivators?"

"Besides the fact that there are no senior monks, there is too much internal fighting because there is so much disunity!"

"What is this? It's...volume!"

"It's been rolled up, people's hearts are scattered, everyone is in danger, cohesion is gone, there is no sense of pioneering, and internal fighting is inevitable. Isn't Kong Yao's lesson profound enough?"

When the demons heard this, they all felt awe-inspiring, and they all accepted the order: "My lord taught me that we must not break your rules."

Many people feel the same way.

Luo Ning raised his third finger, "This is the third iron rule. It is strictly forbidden to reveal the secrets of Qianqiu Mountain to the outside world, whether true or false. When you are outside the mountain, you must consciously protect the interests of Qianqiu Mountain..."

All the demons took orders solemnly and no one dared to disobey.

"The second thing." Luo Ning directly put forward his plan, "If we don't want to be oppressed by those lords and temples, we must pay attention to luck."

"I plan to rebuild the demon temple at the foot of the mountain to absorb the people's incense. Even if it is regarded as a prostitute, it is better than nothing."

"The statue in this demon temple can be carved in my likeness. If my luck is strong, the whole Qianqiu Mountain will be good."

When everyone heard this, they were surprised at first, and then showed expressions of extreme admiration.

My lord... you are so clever.

Much better than Mr. Kong!

PS: There will be another chapter tomorrow, which will end the plot of Qianqiu Mountain. Crab supports it. Alas, we are now the Three Hundred Warriors of Sparta. Woohoo... tragic

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