Changsheng: I, Cao, can see the prompt

Chapter 102
In the Gu Mansion, in the green hills and gardens, there is a water pavilion, and the sound of silk and bamboo music curls up.

Gu Da was lying on the lap of the beauty. Concubine Ji took a chilled crystal grape and peeled it, removed the seeds with a bamboo stick, and gently fed it into her mouth.

Suddenly, he opened his eyes and sat up, looking not far away.

I saw auspicious clouds descending in midair.

"A high bun with clouds on the temples, a spring breeze, and the autumn colors are all gone. Brother, this place is really heaven and earth." Cao Wei floated down from the clouds.

Gu Da didn't even care about putting on his shoes, he walked forward quickly, and said with a smile: "If my brother likes these happy girls, it's their blessing, and it will save us from the loneliness of the journey if we take them with us."

"Old guy, something happened to you, come back with us to the Law Enforcement Hall of the Zongmen. I advise you not to make unnecessary resistance, or don't blame Brother Niu for my cruelty." Kui Ao said viciously.

"This, this...brother, what happened? If brother did something wrong, I will apologize to the two of you here." Gu Da clasped his hands and said.

"Brother, don't be afraid. Kui Ao is just playing around. But there is indeed a big problem. If you don't talk about it this time, I'm afraid you will be blamed for negligence." Cao Wei sighed.

When Gu Da heard this, he quickly led him to the couch and sat on the left and right sides with the small table.

Then he waved his hand and told Ji concubine Le Nu and the others: "You all go down."

Everyone hurriedly retreated outside the waterside pavilion, walked towards the distance, and disappeared outside the arched door of the white wall.

At this time, he begged: "But what's wrong with the Yang family in Shang'an County? I also ask my brother to give advice. My brother is old and can't stand being scared."

"The Yang family does have an evil cultivator, and he is a monk who practiced ghost art in the middle stage of foundation establishment. This person has been lurking in Shang'an County for more than ten years, and he almost became such an evil thing as the Nine Sons Ghost Mother. Brother Ah, this matter is under your nose, think about how to explain it to the Hall of Law Enforcement?"

"It's actually in the middle stage of foundation establishment, but my brother is fine, isn't he injured?"

After Gu Da heard this, although he looked worried, he first cared about Cao Wei's situation.

"With the help of fellow Daoist Kui, the younger brother will be fine, and the older brother need not worry."

"That's fine, that's fine."

Cao Wei reached out to wipe the storage bag at his waist, and immediately the four coffins fell to the ground, and then he took out a sapphire bottle and placed it on the small table.

"Brother, the ghost cultivator's soul is in the bottle."

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw that three of them were made of pure gold, with cinnabar talismans engraved on six sides, the scarlet aura flickered from time to time, and evil spirits still leaked out from the cracks in the coffin.

"This kind of ghost is so fierce." Gu Da's face changed drastically, he took out the evil spirit talisman and quickly patted it on the three coffin lids, only then temporarily suppressing it.

Then he turned around and walked to the side of another coffin that was motionless, lifted the coffin lid with the technique of imperial object, glanced at the scorched corpse in the coffin, and still felt a ghostly evil spirit that had not yet dissipated .

With a bang, the coffin lid fell.

Gu Da turned around and walked to the side of the brocade couch, put the sapphire bottle into the storage bag, and sat down weakly.

"The old man just wants to spend the rest of his life in peace, and doesn't want to pay attention to the affairs of the sect anymore, but he didn't expect such troublesome things to come to the sect."

"Brother, you have to think about what to do with it. This evil spirit talisman won't last long." Cao Wei said.

He likes talking to smart people the most. He doesn't need to say much, the other person can know what he knows.

"Oh, it's a terrible job! Thank you brother, I will never forget the kindness this time, if you have any errands in the future, just ask." Gu Da said, cupping his hands.

"Okay, then we won't bother you." Cao Wei got up and said.

After finishing speaking, he and Kui Ao rode on the auspicious cloud and flew towards the distance, and soon disappeared.

As for Gu Da, he sat on the brocade couch alone with a cloudy expression, until the evil-suppressing talisman spontaneously ignited for no reason, and suddenly there was a strong wind in the water pavilion, so he hurriedly added another one.

Half an hour later, with a wave of his sleeve, seven or eight messenger flying swords flew into the air, heading towards the nearby mountains.

Not long after, there were twenty or thirty disciples who were assigned to the helm, Yu Qi.

"Meet Uncle Gu."

Everyone fell outside the waterside pavilion, put away the magical artifacts, and looked at the four coffins on the ground in surprise.

"Come in, take your seats."

Gu Da reached out his hand to touch the storage bag at his waist, and in a flash of inspiration, dozens of black lacquered chairs appeared in the water pavilion, which were divided into two rows on the left and right of the coffin.

A white-haired old man in the late stage of Qi refining saw that the others did not say a word, so he had to be the first to ask: "Uncle Master, why did you call me here?"

"In each of the three golden coffins is a ghost mother with nine sons who has not yet been refined, and in the other black sandalwood coffin is the corpse of a ghost cultivator in the middle stage of foundation establishment. This person is the person behind the scenes of the Yang family in Shang'an County. Who are you waiting for who is free to send these four coffins back to the Zongmen Law Enforcement Hall?"

After Gu Da finished speaking unhurriedly, he glanced at the people on the left and right with a calm expression.

For a moment, everyone was silent and lowered their heads slightly, and they could also feel the faint evil spirit coming from the coffin.

Even with the Suppressing Evil Talisman, there is no need to say anything more about the vicious nature of the ghosts in it.

Although Yueyang County is only two thousand miles away from Baimang Mountain, it is still a hundred thousand miles away from the Zongmen. With only their meager magic power, if something goes wrong on the way, the ghost will be destroyed. If you get out of the ban and eat your life back, then you will regret it.

Seeing that no one answered, Gu Da could only sigh:
"Then the ghost cultivator and the three ghosts will stay here for the time being. You can discuss it later and go back to the Zongmen Law Enforcement Hall to report the matter and let them send someone over to deal with it."

Everyone looked around, and one of the brocade-clothed middle-aged monks said, "Uncle Gu, just a few days ago my father sent a message and asked me to go back, and leave this matter to me."

"Okay, then I'll have Lao Huaiping, say hello for my fellow Taoist Shaoqing." Gu Da laughed.

"On behalf of my father, I would like to thank Uncle Gu." Chen Huaiping said.

"Okay, with the Yang family's scandal, my Yueyang County sub-helm is also dishonored, you should go out for a walk more recently, do the things at hand well, and don't make such omissions again. "Gu Da ordered.

"As ordered." Everyone got up and said, and then the imperial weapon left.

After everyone had left, Gu Da stood up, stretched out his hand and patted on a nearby golden coffin, and said solemnly, "Is it the Chen family, or the Qin family?"

The words were inaudible, leaving only a long sigh.

And more than two hundred miles away, in an unnamed hill.

A green bull was flying in the air, and then fell down quickly, and landed at the foot of the Baizhang cliff. It hit the pool heavily, splashing water several feet high.

Kui Lie clapped his hands, turned around and said, "Your boy has done things properly, and didn't send that ghost cultivator's soul directly back to the Zongmen Law Enforcement Hall."

"With seniors around, it doesn't make any difference whether we send them back or not. The juniors have already fulfilled their duties as disciples." Cao Wei said slowly.

"This is different. A mere foundation-building ghost cultivator can escape the inspection of the Law Enforcement Hall one after another. The things inside are very interesting. Just in time, the ancestor also wanted to take the opportunity to beat some guys, lest someone forget their original intentions and lose their minds." fundamentally."

Kui Lie sat cross-legged on the ground, drew a circle on the ground with his fingers, and then said: "Look at the land of southern Xinjiang, which is thousands of miles wide, but our Qingxia Sect and the Acacia Sect and Yunfu Sect seem to be It occupies a lot of places, but it is still in the secular world.”

"Indeed, there are only the four kingdoms of Yan, Zhao, Qi, and Han in this secular world. The territory they occupy together is only [-] miles from east to west, and [-] miles from north to south. It's just a palm-sized place." Cao Wei also sat down down.

"Do you know how many mortals there are?"

"I don't know the specifics, but there should be billions of people."

"There are tens of billions, but there is only one out of a thousand people with spiritual roots, and nearly half of them set foot on the practice. Looking at the three sects, counting casual cultivators, there are only seven to eight million monks. "

Although many mortals set foot in cultivation every year, there are also many monks who died.

Therefore, in this practice world, the number of monks can barely be maintained at seven or eight million.

"So little?" Cao Wei frowned.

However, he also knows that the number of monks is actually more. After all, these are people from various cultivation families in the Baimang Mountain Range, the Hundred Thousand Mountains, and overseas islands.

From the Baimang Mountains to the Qingxia Sect alone, there is a distance of [-] li.Among them, there are many mountains and rivers, miasma overgrown, poisonous insects and beasts, and monsters are endless, but there are monks sheltering, and there are also many mortals living here, living together with their surnames.

"Exactly, this is the result of the ancestor's discussions with Hehuan and Yunfu sects, allowing the planters to cultivate high-yielding grain seeds, and strictly prohibiting all countries from raising troops to revolt. This is the only way to maintain the stability of the world. Only two hundred The stability of the remaining years has created a group of extravagant nobles from secular families, but the vast majority of the common people can't even afford a full meal." Kui Lie said in a deep voice.

It is not that there are no peasant uprisings in the secular world, but they were forcibly suppressed at the beginning.

Whether it is the secular court or the aristocratic families in various places, there are a large number of warriors supported, many of whom are first-class or even innate.Those muddy legs can't get enough to eat, how can they be successful with only a hoe and stick in their hands?
"Senior, I'm afraid it's not just to see Kui Ao this time, is it?" Cao Wei felt a certainty in his heart when he heard this.

"I was ordered by my ancestor to go to the secular world to see if it is necessary to reorganize this unbearable world and break the current situation. I am just worried that some evil cultivators will fish in troubled waters." Kui Lie nodded and said .

The 300 years of the dynasty is a cycle of rise and fall. Although the situation can be forcibly stabilized by relying on external forces, the human heart and human nature are hard to change.

"What are your plans now, senior?"

"Looking at the scene of Yan Kingdom alone, it's time to reorganize the game."

"Then what about ghost cultivators right now?"

Cao Wei asked.He took a look at the ghost cultivator as a reminder, and decided not to participate in it anymore, so he had no choice but to throw this hot potato to Gu Da and Kui Lie who followed secretly.

After all, without this big monster, Gu Da's life might be in danger after a while.

Even if he was not in Yueyang County, but personally sent the ghost cultivator's body back to the sect, he might encounter misfortune on the way, either by the Sanxiu who robbed Dao, or by the mouth of the foundation-building monster.

This kind of thing is almost doomed.

"I'm just staring at it, and see who did it!"

Kui Lie's expression is also not good, no matter which fellow Taoist did it, it is the same for it.As long as the sect is involved in this matter, it will definitely make the ancestor furious.

Fortunately, Cao Wei did not report the matter to the public, which gave it room to maneuver.

Otherwise, if such a scandal spreads, it will lose the face of the ancestor and make other true monarchs laugh at it.

When thinking like this, it shouted angrily: "You kid, why are you staying at the bottom of the cliff?"

As he said that, he saw a green bull and was forcibly photographed from the air by him, and fell headlong to the ground.

"Father, save face." Kui Ao pulled his head out of the soil.

"Face? You use the Five Thunder Talisman to kill a ghost cultivator in the middle stage of foundation establishment, and a prodigal son asks me to give you face? Can't you be considerate and considerate of me?"

"Isn't this a little bit of insurance? My mother said that this thing should never be underestimated in the face of an opponent. Use what should be used, and smash what should be smashed."

"You kid, you take my words as a deaf ear, but you listen to your mother like that?"

"Don't you also listen to your mother?" Kui Ao muttered.

At this time, Cao Wei had already bowed his body to say goodbye, walked to a distance, and disappeared into the forest.

But then I heard one scream after another, shaking even the birds in the nearby forest to fly up.

"Interesting, the ancestor is not indifferent to the world. It seems that the world is going to be chaotic. It's a pity, if I can have a golden core cultivation base, I should be able to get a share of it. If I have a country to help me, it will be very beneficial to my practice. It’s helpful. Right now, we’d better stay with the light and concentrate on our own cultivation, and advance to the later stage of cultivation earlier.” Cao Wei sat casually under the tree, thinking leisurely.

During the Qi refining period, although he acted recklessly, he was also in the midst of casual cultivation and mixed with everyone.In the final analysis, there are too many Qi-refining monks, no matter how much he writhes, he is still inconspicuous.

But now that he has entered the sect and has become a foundation-building monk, he can no longer do so.At different levels, one's own foundation has not yet been established, so it is better to restrain oneself a little.Otherwise, one day when I go out, I will meet an evil cultivator in the middle or even late stage of foundation establishment, and take my own life.

At the very least, you have to recharge your energy and store up your energy for decades, and improve your own realm, magic tools, skills, skills and other means, so that you can act when you have the confidence.

With the help of a country, the Foundation Establishment cultivator can quickly collect enough resources to form alchemy, but without the cultivation base of the golden elixir, it is difficult to push his own people to that position. This is an unsolvable problem.

If he rashly participates in it, I'm afraid he will have to be aware of current affairs and withdraw in the end, otherwise there will be no good end.

The rise and fall of the current dynasties, in the final analysis, are the branches of the various Jindan families competing for that position in the secular world.

As for those ordinary people, even if they were the first to rise up, they would inevitably be plucked by various families in the end.

But at the beginning of the dynasty, everything will prosper until another reincarnation.

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PS: Readers commented that the back of the protagonist is too boring, and it is true!But if this guy who has just established the foundation is too jumpy, the ending of this book should be: "The protagonist is besieged by a dozen foundation-establishment monks, pawn!"Died at the age of 39. '

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