The world of Taoism

Chapter 86 Crazy (Please recommend for collection)

Zhou Xuan's guess was right, the members of the Yuan family were indeed a little abnormal.

But this is not congenital, but caused by the spells of cultivation.

Could be a bug, or something else.

Disciples of the Yuan family who practice magic generally have more or less character flaws.

However, as their cultivation base increases, their emotions will gradually stabilize.

The Yuan family is a family with a long heritage and a profound heritage.

Although there will be such problems in the early stage of cultivation, it is not regarded as a way to reach the sky in the later stage.

Therefore, people in this family are very proud and look down on other inheritances.

"I had a little quarrel with him before." Fu Jian said.

Yuan Qin has a surly personality, even worse than his younger brother.

It is also common for people to be killed casually when they are in a bad mood.

Fu Jian once saw Yuan Qin committing crimes in the street and tried to stop him, so he offended the Yuan family.

The reason why Fu Jian was sent to Wannian County was because of this.

Fortunately, Fu Jian was lucky, and made several great achievements in a row, but finally got promoted instead.

"Don't have too much contact with other people. Although they are colleagues, there are conflicts among them. It's just because of the existence of the captain that they didn't explode."

Fu Jian drank a bowl of wine and said drunkenly.

There are generally two types of chaos caused by extraordinary power.

The most common is demons and ghosts making troubles, which happen once every 1 to 2 years on average.

The scope of the impact is generally an individual, at most a few households, and the casualties are generally less than 100 people.

There is also the least common and most hidden type, that is, practitioners make trouble.

This is relatively hidden, and the number of deaths can be more or less.

Some ambitious monks can even set off a rebellion that spreads to millions.

There are only a few people, a dozen people.

In the past, when Jing Tiansi was in its heyday, people like this were generally killed, and even a few famous factions were wiped out.

Now many powerful forces have long been wiped out, and Jing Tiansi has no use for force.

Therefore, Jing Tiansi's decline, now the focus on dealing with monks is generally to recruit and appease.

"So that's how it is..." Zhou Xuan knew it in his heart.

I heard that the central axis of imperial power will weaken every year.

At that time, the demons and ghosts will be more powerful, and the number of occurrences will also increase.

The imperial court should then come up with a countermeasure.

It is probably impossible to restore Jing Tiansi's glory back then.

Experts are not roadside cabbages, how could they be cultivated casually.

Zhou Xuan estimated that the imperial court would release more power and gather some strange people to maintain order.

It will probably be even more chaotic by then.

Jing Tiansi was a very powerful department back then, and its decline was inevitable.

It's not that the emperor is so stupid.

On the contrary, the emperor who weakened Jingtiansi was very smart and fit the emperor's methods.

A feudal society was not like a modern state.

Modern countries are responsible for the people, so everything must take into account the interests of the people.

This is not the case in feudal countries, they themselves ruled by one family and one surname.

In order to preserve his position, the emperor often took the lead in harming the country.

For example Zhao Gou, Zhao Ji, Shi Jingtang, Zhu Qizhen and so on.

Some of them killed generals before the battle, ceded land, surrendered to enemy countries, and even packaged and sold women in the capital.

These emperors are not bad-minded, they just want to maintain the situation so that their buttocks can sit firmly, or they are simply greedy for life and afraid of death, and abandon the interests of their family and country.

They don't need to be responsible to the common people. For the emperor, keeping the surname in the world unchanged is the most important thing.

Zhou Xuan has learned so much history and understands the emperor's approach very well.

But that's okay, I'm free here.

This time Zhou Xuan came up with two goals.

One is to break through the realm and get scriptures to stabilize oneself.Secondly, save fifty points of spirituality, and deduce the inheritance of the Five Thunders Method.

Taoist scriptures stabilize the mind, avoid conflicts between several inheritances, and allow yourself to learn more inheritances.

The stability of spells needs to be passed on, otherwise they will not learn deeply, and there is a risk of becoming enchanted.

Therefore, while finding the scriptures, we must also take into account the promotion of inheritance.

Thinking of this, Zhou Xuan couldn't help feeling a little regretful.

At the beginning, there were more than 30 points of spirituality, but all of them have improved other aspects of strength.

After all, after the inheritance is promoted, the spell level will increase accordingly, and it may take a while to digest it into specific power.

But Zhou Xuan killed Shan Kui, and as Shan Kui was a big shot in Jingtian Division, Zhou Xuan was afraid that someone would come to seek revenge on him.

In order to improve his strength in a short time, he can only improve some low-level spells, so as to deal with other dangers.

Originally, Zhou Xuan was already prepared, but he didn't expect his superiors to not hold him accountable at all.

On the contrary, there are many rewards, and he actually transferred himself up.

This made Zhou Xuan really unexpected.

Although spirituality is not in vain, it is also used in unnecessary places, and in the end we can only start from scratch.

"In short, the Yuan family must have made small moves recently, so be careful." Fu Jian said.

After drinking and eating, he opened a few rooms in the inn next to him and let He Yingning rest first.

Zhou Xuan went to Jingtian Division with his guards.

He Yingning is still a monster no matter what, and Jing Tiansi still has some masters.

If someone finds out, I'm afraid there will be another trouble.

At the restaurant, Yuan Qin and the others have not left yet.

Yuan Qin's eyes were red, and his face was cloudy and uncertain.

The people next to him were silent, and each lowered their heads to eat, for fear of offending Yuan Qin.

Bang!

The person next to him dropped his chopsticks to the ground because he was too nervous.

Yuan Qin immediately raised his head and quietly looked at the person next to him.

Afterwards, Yuan Qin smiled nervously, bent down and picked up the chopsticks.

"Young Master Yuan..." The man's face was pale, his eyes wandering.

If Yuan Qin yelled at him, it would have reassured him, and his current behavior made him feel like a catastrophe was imminent.

"Take it!" Yuan Qin handed over the chopsticks.

"Thank you son..." The man stretched out his hand.

click!
Yuan Qin's eyes were fixed, and he inserted the chopsticks into the man's hand. The chopsticks pierced through his wrist and were nailed to the table.

"Ah!!!" The man screamed loudly, in pain.

Blood was gurgling, staining the food on the side.

"Eat, eat..." Yuan Qin's eyes were sharp, he grabbed the food and stuffed it into the man's mouth.

Yuan Qin's expression was insane, and there was a trace of blackness on his face

Like an evil ghost coming out of hell, and like a poisonous snake hiding in darkness.

The people around seemed to turn a blind eye and continued to eat with their heads down.

The crazy Yuan Qin and the quiet people are in stark contrast.

It's not that everyone is used to it, they're just afraid that it will attract Yuan Qin's attention.

When the man was dying, Yuan Qin quieted down.

Yuan Qin leaned back on the chair, tidied up his clothes, and with a refined smile on his face, he apologized: "Is the rice delicious? Don't leave it behind."

Everyone lowered their heads and speeded up to eat the food on the plate. Even though it was stained with blood, they still ate with gusto.

On the other side, Zhou Xuan's carriage stopped in front of a magnificent mansion.

A line of black-armored soldiers stood on both sides of the vermilion gate, with black flags fluttering in the wind.

　Thank you Gui Tianrong, I am a young man of the Ming Dynasty, the domineering King of Yama, who earned a false name, scrolled through the pages of the book, and the little soldiers shot a big reward
　　
　
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