On the mountain path leading to the glorious temple, countless believers saw the giant bell in the sky.
"What's that?"
"The God has appeared!"
"The God has received the Sect Master …"
…
After a brief moment of shock, their expressions immediately became fanatical. They knelt on the stone steps of the mountain path and kowtowed continuously. After the first glance, no one raised their heads again. Ordinary believers could not look directly at the God. This was one of their teachings. Only the Sect Master could come into close contact with the God.
It was precisely because they did not raise their heads that they did not see the situation inside the bell.
Within the Dao bell, the supreme leader in the hearts of the Northern Barbarian believers was being beaten up by two figures. He was no match for either of them and wanted to escape. However, even after using all of his magic power, he still couldn't break through the bell. Instead, he knocked himself into a daze.
A few more spells landed on his body, and his clothes were tattered. The bald man's face was filled with grief and anger, and his voice was filled with resentment. "What are you doing? What are you doing? I've given you the inner core and the treasure map of the secret realm, but you still won't let me go. What do you want?"
Li Mu looked at him and said, "I want you to leave the Northern Bang."
The bald man shouted, "Why didn't you say so earlier? Leave the Northern Bang if you want. What are you doing?"
Li Mu was stunned for a moment before asking, "You're willing to leave the Northern Bang?"
The bald man said with grief and indignation, "You didn't even ask me. How do you know I'm not willing?"
He felt extremely bitter in his heart. The Northern Bang was his foundation. Of course, he was unwilling to leave. However, seeing how ruthless these two people were, if he did not agree, he would probably die here today. He had cultivated hard for a hundred years to reach his current cultivation level. Did he not know which to choose between leaving the Northern Bang or dying in the Northern Bang?
At this moment, Zhou Zhong, who was beside Li Mu, said, "This person's psychokinesis is extremely strong. He must have a great influence here. Instead of chasing him away, why not keep him and provide us with help?"
Li Mu glanced at the bald man and said, "This person is too strong. If we keep him, we have to be wary of him. Why don't we just kill him?"
The bald man's eyelids twitched violently. He immediately spoke in standard Great Zhou Mandarin, "There are believers of my sect in the entire Northern State. No matter what you do, I can help you!"
Li Mu said indifferently, "I want you to abolish the hierarchy of the Northern State. From now on, there will be no distinction between nobles and peasants. Standardize the legislation of the Northern State. Before the law, everyone will be treated equally …"
The bald man's expression changed greatly, and he immediately said, "That's impossible!"
Li Mu looked at Zhou Zhong and said, "Like I said, it's better to kill him."
The bald man continued, "If that's impossible, then what is possible? Actually, I've long wanted to enact a new law in the Northern State to abolish the status of the untouchables. It's not that we can't discuss it. It's not a big deal, we can go down and talk about it slowly …"
When the believers on the mountain path raised their heads again, the vision above their heads had disappeared. Their expressions were even more respectful as they walked towards the top of the mountain.
In the temple at the top of the mountain, in a magnificent hall, the bald man offered a drop of his soul blood. The light in his eyes had completely dimmed.
Offering his soul blood meant that his life no longer belonged to him. It wasn't that he hadn't thought of resisting, but the strength of these two people had already made him suffer twice. That young man was constantly thinking of getting rid of him. Only by obeying them would he have a chance of survival.
In fact, after Zhou Zhong spoke, Li Mu had the idea of subduing the bald man.
If he got rid of him or chased him out of the Northern State, all of his and Zhou Zhong's actions here would be a hundred times more difficult. After all, as two people from Zhou Country, it would be hell to do such a thing in the Shen Nation.
After subduing the bald man, things would become much easier.
The various states of the Shen Nation were autonomous villages. The matters of a village could be handled by the village. If the village couldn't handle it, they would report it to the temple. With the number of believers of the Vajra Sect and their influence in the Northern State, it would provide them with a lot of help.
Li Mu looked at his shiny head and asked, "What's your name?"
The bald man said listlessly, "Sangu."
"How old are you this year?"
"Ninety-Two."
Li Mu didn't expect the bald man to be close to a hundred years old. If that was the case, he and Zhou Zhong were the two young people who didn't care about martial ethics and teamed up to bully a centenarian like him. But from another perspective, although they were from the Great Zhou, they were now representing the oppressed people of the Shen Nation and the Northern State. This was the spirit of internationalism. It didn't matter whether they cared about martial ethics or not.
Sangu was a noble of the Shen Nation. He had shown good talent for cultivation since he was young. Later, his cultivation broke through to the fifth realm and he established the Vajra Sect in the Northern State. He recruited believers bit by bit and absorbed their power of will. When he was eighty years old, he successfully reached the sixth realm.
No wonder he was unwilling to change the hierarchy of the people of the Northern State. This was a concept engraved in his bones as an upper-class person for thousands of years.
Of course, no concept or persistence was more important than his life. In the end, he still gave in to Li Mu and Zhou Zhong.
The first thing he did under the instructions of Li Mu and Zhou Zhong was to abolish the hierarchy of the people of the Northern State. As for the reason for doing so, it couldn't be more simple.
As the leader of the Vajra Sect and the spokesperson of the God that many people of the Northern State believed in, he could push everything to the God.
This was not his own decision, but an oracle.
Many believers saw the vision of heaven and earth and believed it without a doubt. When the lower-class people and pariahs heard this, they naturally cheered. The nobles of the Northern State immediately objected with all their might.
They were born as upper-class people and had hereditary land. They could enjoy the services of the lower-class people and pariahs. Now, how could they be willing to deprive them, their descendants, and their descendants of this right?
For this, they were even willing to violate the dignity of the sect.
However, their resistance seemed so powerless in the face of the absolute power of the Vajra Sect.
The first thing they lost was their noble status, followed by their land.
All the land in the Northern State was taken back and distributed to the people of the Northern State according to the number of people. These lands did not belong to anyone, but the people could farm on them. Everything that was harvested from the land belonged to the people.
This major move won the support of all the pariahs of the Northern State. In the past, they did not have any land. All the land belonged to the nobles. They worked for the nobles but could not even exchange food and clothing. This was the first time they had their own land. This meant that they could easily feed a family.
After this, the Northern State quickly promulgated new laws.
The elders in the village no longer had the power to privately punish the villagers. The Northern State would re-divide the areas and set up government offices. The new laws applied to all the people of the Northern State, regardless of whether they were commoners or nobles. Under the new laws, everyone was treated equally.
Some people rejoiced, while others were shocked, angry, and sorrowful.
"How dare Sangu treat us like this?"
"Did he forget that he is just like us!"
…
In a certain luxurious residence, the nobles of the Northern State gathered together. Everyone was filled with righteous indignation. An old man wearing a luxurious robe and holding a golden scepter fiercely slammed his scepter on the ground and shouted, "Specter, a terrifying specter is wandering in the Northern State. We can't let it continue to wreak havoc. Immediately report to the new capital …"
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