Mo Qiong swallowed during the day and slept at night to recuperate. It was Che Yun's turn to move around. Her Primordial Spirit left her body and wandered around, cultivating at a normal speed.
During the day, she continued to run wildly. After ten days, her Primordial Spirit cultivation did not fall behind too much, but the spirit root formed by the seed was much more lustrous and beautiful.
Mo Qiong's green lotus had already grown five leaves, and it was much bigger overall. It was enshrouded in green light. The lotus stem was straight, and a few lotus petals had grown out to support the Primordial Spirit.
However, it was obvious that it would take a long time before it matured.
However, they had to leave this place for the time being. Sister You and the others, who had gone to the human society, had already sent back a letter asking them to go over.
"Okay, share your vision with me." The reason why Master Gou wanted to stay was to use it as a communication device.
He and Sister You were also soul mates. After sharing their senses, Master Gou quickly transmitted the scene he saw to Mo Qiong using his spiritual power.
It was a manor. Sister You asked Adams to use Bastet's metal to make a large sealed warehouse. There was even a flag inside with three Chinese characters written on it: Pass it on here!
When Mo Qiong had the image, he immediately gathered his spiritual power and sent containers containing a large number of ores to Sister You.
"…" Bo Hei watched as Mo Qiong made the steel boxes disappear one by one. He was already numb.
He knew that the two of them were going to the human countries next. It could be said that he was already free from Bo Hei and could leave at any time.
However, he still did not leave for the past ten days because he felt that these people were his opportunities.
He had already sincerely acknowledged them as his master.
They taught him the Golden Core Great Dao and the Supreme Daoist Scripture of Outline Qing. They also casually handed over a few hundred kilograms of spirit stones to him for him to use.
After spending some time together, he even had feelings for these human teachers.
At this moment, when he saw Mo Qiong's divine power, he did not ask much and just stood there obediently.
He had already transformed into a human, so it was not a problem for him to integrate into human society. This time, if his teachers were to leave, he would definitely follow them all the way.
Not only him, but among the group of small demons, there were three who had cultivated successfully and formed their Golden Cores. They had also completed their transformation. Two men and one woman.
They were all willing to follow them in order to live forever.
"Let's go." Mo Qiong kicked a few demons and sent them away. Then, he pushed Lord Gou. Instantly, he was the only one left on the field.
He looked at those small demons who had not yet transformed and said, "If you want to leave, just leave. If you want to stay, just stay. You have already memorized the Tao Te Ching. One day, you will also be able to figure out your own path."
The small demons were grateful for the help of the humans during this period of time. They knew in their hearts how amazing the teachings of the Tao Te Ching were.
Now that they knew that Mo Qiong would not take them away, they prostrated themselves and asked, "Teacher, please come back and take a look. If we succeed in our cultivation in the future, we can follow you."
"Got it." Mo Qiong immediately separated from Che Yun. After sending her over, he put on the earrings and disappeared instantly.
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"Good timing. Mo Qiong, I'll have to trouble you to make another trip back to the headquarters to get some food."
As soon as they left Bast's warehouse, Mo Qiong's butt hadn't even warmed up when Sister You said to him.
"Food? What's wrong? "Mo Qiong didn't understand.
Adams descended from the sky and landed on the eaves. He pointed outside the manor and said, "Take a look for yourself."
Mo Qiong also flew up. He knew what was going on with just one look.
Outside the manor, there was a dense crowd of people. Countless sallow and skinny refugees with their families in ragged clothes gathered outside. They surrounded the manor so tightly that not even a drop of water could trickle through.
Mo Qiong had seen the scene of 20,000 troops in the Sorcerer World. He had also seen many scenes of 30,000 to 40,000 people sitting together in sports fields on Earth.
But compared to the scene before him, it was completely incomparable.
Everywhere he saw, there was a sea of people. It was a black mass of people that couldn't be counted.
The manor was located in a wasteland. There was no village to the east and no shops to the west. It was like a lone island in the sea of refugees.
This manor was obviously built by Sister You and the others. It was basically a two-story building with a large wall surrounding it.
Mo Qiong had imagined that it would be a bustling mortal town, a sect overflowing with immortal energy, or a spiritual paradise where immortals and mortals lived together.
But he didn't expect such a scene.
"How many people are there …" Mo Qiong asked.
"We did a rough calculation, four hundred thousand …" Sister You said.
"What's going on?" Mo Qiong thought to himself, how could there be so many refugees in a cultivation civilization?
Sister You shook her head and said, "Don't think that mortals in the cultivation world can have good weather and live in peace. First of all, the threshold of the Immortal Dao is too high. It doesn't benefit the productivity of those at the bottom. Most people in this world can't come into contact with the cultivation system. "
"And because there are immortal cultivators, it leads to the rise of powerful clans in the country. Because as long as there is an immortal cultivator in the family, basically the whole family will rise to the heavens."
"Although cultivators don't care about the secular world, for those relatives who can't cultivate to become immortals, they will at least guarantee a lifetime of wealth, right? It's impossible to let the relatives of immortal cultivators in the secular world be poor. They don't care, and those relatives who can't cultivate to become immortals won't be happy either. "
"So if there are cultivators in the family, all the properties under their name are exempted from taxes. This is an agreement made by many immortal cultivators and secular monarchs. This agreement has been passed down for thousands of years. While it keeps the dynasty from falling, it also makes most of the commoners bear the burden of the entire country."
Hearing this, how could Mo Qiong not understand? It would be strange if such a country wasn't dragged down!
Each and every family with 'someone at the top' expanded their land and formed powerful clans. After a few generations, there were more and more useless producers. In order to maintain their wealth, they were like leeches sucking the blood of the citizens.
If this went on, if it was Earth, the building would have collapsed long ago!
Thinking about the ancient times on Earth, how the rich and powerful clans dragged down the country, one could imagine the situation here.
On Earth, the helpless commoners had no food to eat and were bound to rebel.
Regardless of whether it was successful or not, they would use war to deplete the population and usher in the establishment of a new dynasty. This cycle repeated every two or three hundred years.
But what about in this cultivation world? There was an additional variable — powerful force that couldn't be compensated for by numbers.
Those who couldn't survive on Earth could still think of ways to overthrow their privileges and dare to change the world. After all, the privileged class were also mortals.
But how could they rebel here? Those powerful clans were not only in the imperial court, but also in the immortal sects.
The agreement between the immortal cultivators and the monarchs ensured that the dynasty would never be overthrown. The imperial power, in turn, protected the interests of the powerful clans, forming an endless cycle that couldn't be changed without absolute strength.
The poor at the bottom had an insurmountable mountain on top of their heads.
Before the 20th century in Huaxia, there was only one successful case of peasants rebelling: Zhu Yuanzhang.
Not to mention the cultivation world where the powerful clans were a hundred times more powerful. The success rate of the poor's rebellion here was zero!
Despair. The civilian war here couldn't change any national policy. In the end, a large number of people died in the turmoil, and a short period of governance was restored.
As for the golden age? That was something that had a certain chance of appearing when the war swept across the country, countless powerful clans fought for hegemony for hundreds of years, and countless people died.
Sister You sighed: "When we first left the forest, it was still okay. Maybe we could rely on the mountain to eat. But as we went deeper into the country and reached the plains, we saw a large number of refugees. A little natural and man-made disaster was enough to create hundreds of thousands of refugees."
"Those who were strong, or had good looks and handsome faces could join the big clans as slaves and survive. Even so, they were carefully selected. Many big clans didn't want so many people at all. They just expelled them. "
"After they ate everything that could be eaten on the road, they went crazy from hunger. There were only two choices, eating people and attacking the powerful Wu Castle. They even did both."
"Some small clans were exterminated, but this only angered the entire class. They couldn't exterminate the big clans. The armies from all over the place could easily defeat them."
"If it really didn't work, there were talismans or formations left behind by the cultivators. They all had powerful destructive power."
"The refugees who had nothing had no chance of winning. We just circled a wasteland, and these refugees rushed over after hearing the news. If they didn't see our helicopter, as well as Adams and a few others flying on their swords, I'm afraid they would have attacked directly."
Mo Qiong listened and could see that the eyes of the refugees outside the manor were all red.
They thought that this was the stronghold of some rich clan, and there must be food inside. They wanted to kill their way in.
But Adams was able to subdue them just by flying in the sky. After all, the regular army of the secular world and a few mortals used talismans to defeat them. Now that there was a real 'Exalted Immortal' in the manor, their remaining rationality made them hesitate.
But it wouldn't be long before they completely lost their rationality. They couldn't even walk anymore. Many of them would rather eat their fill now and then die. With such a mentality, it was only a matter of time before they killed their way in.
Jiang Long flew back from afar and said, "If we don't take them in, they will all die. In this world, these refugees will either starve to death, be eaten, or die in the war. "
"This kind of thing happens on a small scale every few years, and on a large scale every few decades. The rich clans are already used to it. Driving them away means letting them die. When a large number of people die, there will be a period of peace. It has been like this for thousands of years. "
"If the small scale refugees don't die, they will have to maintain a large military budget, and it will be difficult for them to stabilize production. In the end, it will lead to a larger wave of refugees."
"This cycle has been repeated countless times, so they even feel that some people have to die every once in a while to reduce the pressure on the land. Only then can more people live and work in peace. This is the cycle of the Heavenly Dao, the law of nature."
"When I was asking around just now, I heard a very funny idiom: 'The people die in the country'."
"It can be seen that the people here already think that this is the right and proper principle. It is the heavens that let them fall into this endless cycle. It is all the will of the heavens."
Mo Qiong frowned. All his beautiful fantasies about the Immortal Cultivation World were shattered.
In the past, the Immortal Cultivation World was a low-end secular society. It was extremely prosperous. Once the protagonist entered the Immortal Cultivation World, his family's chickens and dogs would rise to the heavens. The rich and noble families would kneel down and fawn over him, sending him countless gold, silver, and servants. When the manor and land moved, they would send him thousands of gifts. The protagonist didn't even look at them.
But he didn't expect that the power of the family would develop. After a few generations, small clans would become big clans, and big clans would become rich clans. The privileged class had extraordinary powers. At most, a few of them would die, but it was impossible for the entire class to be overthrown.
What ability did the countless commoners have to go against such a class? Unless there was an extremely talented person. But even if there was such a person, a dragon slayer would eventually become an evil dragon.
Because they themselves felt that the resources were limited, and the growth of the population meant that people had to die to maintain balance. This was the cycle of the Heavenly Dao.
The society formed under this kind of environment was even more terrifying than the cannibalistic society of ancient Earth.
The Immortal Cultivation World was prosperous? It definitely was, but other than the prosperous scene, it was definitely formed by the bones of countless low-level producers.
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