That night, in the woods, Fang Ning used the tactic of "cultivating in the mountains and not knowing the changes of the world" to ask the old master about everything. He only let him go at dawn.
When the old master left, for some reason, he looked at the sun in the east and felt an inexplicable fear in his heart.
Fang Ning did not care about the old master anymore. He found a secluded place and sat down cross-legged. His spiritual sense withdrew from this body.
He wanted to go back, tidy up, and decide what to do next.
In the System Space.
Fang Ning got up from the bed in the lounge and opened his eyes.
"Hey, Sir System, are you there?"
"Spit it out."
"I have a feeling that your incarnation is much smarter than you …" Fang Ning said casually as he thought about the information he had just received.
"Impossible, it's just guessing." Sir System denied directly.
Fang Ning stopped talking to Sir System and walked out of the lounge. He wandered around while thinking.
After a long conversation with the old master, he learned about the current situation of the Upper Realm's main world.
That was, the gods had gone into seclusion, the celestial powers were not revealed, and the mortals had nowhere to turn to. They descended to the Lower Realm to cultivate sects, seek a change, or rely on their past accumulations to survive.
This was similar to the information he had obtained from the other people.
Those who had the guts would take the risk to descend into the universe of Earth through some spatial gaps.
Nine out of ten would be torn apart by the spatial gaps and turned into nothingness.
If luck was not on their side, they would die no matter how many went down.
Therefore, only those who were powerful or extremely lucky would have the chance to descend to the Lower Realm and start over.
Most cultivators who did not have the guts and strength could only stay up there and suffer, just like the old master.
It could be seen that the last time the Devil Realm sent out a large wave of vanguards to attack Earth, the casualties behind them were probably more than ten times or even a hundred times more.
It was no wonder that they did not do much after that. This wave was not fun either.
Therefore, except for those who were on the verge of death, there were very few cultivators who were willing to take the risk and escape to the Lower Realm through some spatial gaps.
On the contrary, if the Earth's Heavenly Axiom took the initiative to pull them in, they would be protected by the Heavenly Axiom. Without this danger, even mortals could descend safely.
Just like before, a city in a small world could descend onto a planet in the universe.
This was the difference between the two.
Unfortunately, these lower-level cultivators, who originally had hopes of continuing their cultivation, could only suffer in the Upper Realm because of the gods' selfishness.
They probably didn't know about this yet … If they knew, even if they didn't dare to rebel, they would still be dissatisfied.
Fang Ning had an idea when he thought of this.
There were three steps to becoming the Lord of the Universe. The first step was to steal resources from the outside world. Technical knowledge was actually a more important resource.
The Upper Realm had a long history of inheritance and many mysterious techniques. After billions of years of reincarnation, these were things that the Earth Universe could not catch up to in a short period of time.
Compared to magic treasures, these technical resources were even more precious, because they were the true foundation for rising up.
Just like the introduction of scientific knowledge, China relied on those things to climb back up from the bottom.
Previously, he had made an agreement with the two gods that he would not plunder magic treasures from worlds with gods, but he did not say that he would not borrow their cultivation techniques …
Human resources were not that important. After all, there were too many ways to increase the population. An honest Whitestone person could increase the population by hundreds of billions in a short time.
He did not want the Earth to become a hodgepodge of immigrants from the Upper Realm. Of course, if he encountered a race with a sense of justice, he would still lend a hand to save them.
Thinking of this, he suddenly became excited and went back to the lounge.
…
Vigilante A woke up in the small forest and saw a group of priests kneeling around him.
"Priests of Xing Yun Palace, please enlighten us, Supreme Immortal." Seeing that he had woken up, a middle-aged priest with a feather crown on his head knelt at the front. He seemed to be the leader of the priests. He quickly kowtowed and begged.
"Uh, don't you usually pray to the gods? Didn't they give you a way out? "Fang Ning was puzzled.
"Sigh, I don't dare to slander the gods. It's been hundreds of years since a god has appeared." The middle-aged priest leader looked helpless.
"So that's how it is. Seeing that the heavens are benevolent, I'll help you out a little. Go and bring me your ancient books and techniques. I'll take a look at them and find a new way of cultivation for you." Fang Ning nodded.
"Uh …" The Taoist priests looked at each other with puzzlement on their faces.
"Huh?" Fang Ning's face immediately turned cold, and his whole body exuded a domineering aura.
The middle-aged priest suddenly trembled and almost fell to the ground.
As expected of a true immortal, he still had Immortal Qi to protect him!
The middle-aged priest thought to himself, 'Since I can't cultivate anything, I might as well be straightforward.'
As for the person in front of them, he was the strongest person they could ask for help.
At least with the strength of this priest leader, he could not sense the upper limit of the other party's strength.
Thinking of the report from the old priest who was collecting grain, the middle-aged priest leader quickly made a decision.
"Supreme Immortal, we've all lost our Immortal Techniques. It's too slow for us to go back and forth. I'm afraid we've delayed the Supreme Immortal's time. Those ancient books are hidden in the palace. Please come and have a look, Supreme Immortal."
"That's good too. I'll bring you there now." Fang Ning was overjoyed. This was like someone giving him a pillow just when he was sleepy.
Yesterday, the old Taoist had naturally told him the location of the Xing Yun Palace in its entirety.
It was on a steep mountain peak a few hundred miles to the east.
…
In the next moment, the group of priests was brought to the peak by Fang Ning at the same time.
In front of them was a classical palace building with richly ornamented beams and painted rafters. It occupied a large area, at least tens of thousands of square meters.
A platform was carved out of the mountain peak by someone's magical power, which was why the entire palace could be accommodated.
"It really is the Supreme Immortal …"
"Really, it's been a long time since I've experienced the feeling of flying."
The group of priests said excitedly.
Only when you've lost it will you know how to cherish it.
Many of them were like the old priest. They had experienced the period of having Immortal Techniques, and had also experienced the Dharma Ending Calamity where they had lost their magical power.
"Exalted Immortal, the library of our Xing Yun Palace is located in the mountain behind us. Please follow me," the middle-aged Taoist priest said in a submissive tone.
"Alright, lead the way." Fang Ning put on an act.
This Taoist Palace was not a good place. One could tell from the way they deceived the innocent villagers. Therefore, Fang Ning did not have any psychological pressure to take away their ancient books.
Of course, Fang Ning would not be so ruthless. He had his own plans.
"Number 2, can you see if there are any good people among these Taoist priests?" Fang Ning asked as he followed the leader of the Taoist priests forward.
"I don't have this ability. Only the System itself can do it. I can't open the System Map here. I've only inherited the combat power of the System itself." System No. 2 replied.
"Uh, so you're a broken version of the System." Fang Ning said disappointedly.
"To a certain extent, that's true." System No. 2 said emotionlessly.
"Follow me to look at the ancient books first. I'll ask your body if there's any way." Fang Ning said as he withdrew his spiritual sense.
"Sir System, did you hear the question just now?" Fang Ning asked.
"I didn't hear it. I had to withdraw my incarnation to hear the conversation between you two. After all, I can't see what you're saying in your head just by looking at the surveillance. Did you say something bad about me behind my back? "Sir System asked doubtfully.
"So that's how it is. Looks like your incarnation is more honest," Fang Ning nodded. "I was just going to ask if you can help me identify if there are any good people among those priests. I have an idea to save them, but I can't let those liars and scum benefit from it."
"What idea?" Sir System asked curiously.
"You'll know in a while. Answer my question first." Fang Ning urged.
"Sigh, this is troublesome. I have to spend experience points to add a new function to that incarnation again." Sir System was dissatisfied.
"You can't catch a sheep without sacrificing your own child. Don't be so stingy. As long as you become the Master of the Universe, what experience points can't you get? When that time comes, it'll be equivalent to spending money and directly opening the GM channel. "Fang Ning advised.
"That'll take forever …" Sir System muttered. "Alright, find a chance and let it come back. I'll add one to it."
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