Lord of the Divine Show

"It's very, very true... Now Tianji Sect has revised the ranking of Tianji Ranking and ranked Mo Xiaochou, the Dragon Slayer Sword, into the top five of the Golden Pill Ranking. It has got rid of the rookie label and can truly compete with the world's veteran Golden Pill Grandmasters..."

"In terms of genius level, I'm afraid only Li Kunlun can surpass him."

Li Kunlun is the first of the five disciples of Tiandu. He has mastered the golden elixir very early. He has become a first-grade elixir and has outstanding talent. He is the beloved disciple of the leader of the Tiandu Sect. He once praised: "There are only one stone in the world for cultivating immortals, and my disciple Li Kunlun has eight." fight!"

Although many monks are dissatisfied, they have to admit that this person is indeed like a banished immortal, with incredible talents and talents beyond the realm of cultivation.

He refined Qi at the age of eight, condensed evil spirit at the age of ten, and achieved great success in Gang refining at the age of thirteen.

And when he was eighteen years old, he forged a golden elixir and became an ancestor!

Even the head of the Tiandu Sect loves this disciple very much and praises him as the most talented cultivator in the world.

It's just that this person's talents are above the realm of cultivation. He is an ascetic cultivator, but he has no achievements to spread.

But outsiders are speculating that this most talented person of the younger generation may have already entered the cultivation of Huandan and become the ancestor of Huandan.

It is a pity for many people that if the heavenly secret of this world had not changed and the Yuan Shen had not emerged, Li Kunlun would have achieved the Dao Fruit of the Yuan Shen!

"Mo Xiaochou, Li Kunlun?"

Zhong Shenxiu played with the tea cup, with a half-smile on his face, and asked the waiter to continue talking.

What the other party said next was all trivial matters in the cultivation world, and Zhong Shenxiu didn't pay much attention to it.

Half an hour later, the waiter was still talking non-stop, talking about the wanted list, ranking the most vicious demons one by one, and finally came up with a name that was somewhat familiar to Zhong Shenxiu.

"In the past ten years or so, many masters of weapon refining have died inexplicably. Later, when an expert traced them, it was discovered that they were all killed by a magic weapon... The person who transported that magic weapon was named Yi Tianchou. !”

The waiter said.

"Oh? Please explain this in detail."

Zhong Shenxiu became interested, knowing that Yi Tianchou and Master Han had been tricked by the devil in the golden bell magic weapon.

The waiter said: "This Yi Tianchou, it is said that he has a partner. The two of them were liars when they were mortals. Later, they got a chance and entered the world of immortality. They still cheated and committed all kinds of evil... They have an ancient bell magic treasure in their hands. It was specially sent to the hands of some famous weapon-refining masters, and then all of these masters died for no reason... It is said that not only the cultivation level and luck, but also the spiritual wisdom and Taoist charm were absorbed by that magic treasure, so the refinement It has become one hundred and eighty-level prohibition, and is known as the Dzogchen magic weapon. It was with this magic weapon that when we captured the two demons of the Demon Bell, we only killed one, and Yi Tianchou escaped..."

‘It seems like the magic treasure sacrifice has been completed and the two of them are of no use, so not only did they kill the donkeys, but they also deliberately let one of them go and let him take the blame? ’

Zhong Shenxiu suddenly felt a little understanding.

'I'm afraid only a few true masters of the magic can do this technique...'

Finally, he rewarded the waiter and left the teahouse with a smile on his face. He walked out of Songjiafang City and headed to the Eight Thousand Mile Poisonous Water Swamp, which is the outer gate of the Corpse Yin Tantric Sect.

Since he was in the hinterland of Dajing, Zhong Shenxiu kept a low profile and did not release Xiaoyao Pavilion.

He just whistled, and the feather boy on his shoulder shook his body, transforming from a thrush into a huge fairy bird, with a crest, long tail, and colorful feathers, looking very coquettish.

"Sir, I am a decent person, so you should be more serious to me...what is this? A colorful chicken?"

Zhong Shenxiu glared at Yu Tongzi fiercely.

"Master, please don't be angry. I'm not very skilled in the art of transformation..." Yutongzi apologized quickly.

In my heart, I even thought to myself: 'I'm afraid I want to ride on a dragon and a phoenix, but my transformation technique is really not good enough. When I become proficient in it, I can use it to please the master... Maybe if the master is happy... You can also teach me a soul method...'

Others don't know it, but Yutongzi certainly knows that his master is the ancestor of creation.

Even, it is very unfathomable, he actually created the method of the heretic Yuan Shen.

It’s hard to believe that Yutongzi could become the first Yuanshen Great Demon!

With the thought of pleasing himself, Yutongzi flapped his wings and revealed his true form. He was a huge crow, which was quite impressive.

Zhong Shenxiu walked on the bird and suddenly disappeared into the distance.

…

The scenery of Yinzhou is very different from that of Nandao.

Zhong Shenxiu hid in the air and flew over the mortal cities. Suddenly he saw something and found it interesting. He immediately made a magic trick and became invisible with Yutongzi, escaping into a village.

This is the time after the autumn harvest when the government collects taxes.

But in those cities, the tax collectors sent by the city lords of the Shiyin Tantric Sect, in addition to taking away carts of grain, also had special long carts, and took away a load of... coffins!

"Old man, what happened here?"

Zhong Shenxiu transformed into a scholar, casually pulled an old man and asked.

"Young boy, I'm afraid he's an outsider, right?"

The old man was skinny and lean, looking at Zhong Shenxiu with smiling eyes, and suddenly asked.

"Exactly, I am a scholar from South Daozhou and am here to travel."

Zhong Shenxiu replied.

"It's really good for a scholar to travel the world with a sword..."

The old man smiled and said: "You don't have to be afraid...this is just the government collecting taxes."

"Do these... count?"

Zhong Shenxiu pointed to the coffins.

"Of course it counts...it's a dead person's tax!"

The old man replied with a smile: "Here, when people die, their bodies are buried by the government..."

"This... is not afraid that the body will be taken... desecrated." Zhong Shenxiu looked embarrassed.

"Haha... we ordinary people are facing the loess and back to the sky. Some families have eaten one meal without finishing. To be honest... isn't it possible that they will be used as materials? I really don't taboo about this... and, one death. The tax is worth a year of tax and labor! Compared with having to bear the funeral expenses, it is still a huge profit..."

Zhong Shenxiu asked again carefully and found out that the customs in Yinzhou were different.

The corpses here can be used as materials to offset taxes and labor with the government.

Just like in some areas, you can hunt venomous snakes or other fierce animals to serve as tax labor, but this time the compensation is more special.

Taxation - the government collects a certain amount of harvest from the farming people every year.

Labor service - ordinary people bring their own dry food and work for the government for a certain period of time without pay every year.

These two things can be described as two big mountains.

Being able to offset it with corpses can be said to reduce a lot of burdens. No wonder the civil resistance is not strong.

"A harsh government is more powerful than a tiger or a snake, more powerful than life and death..."

Seeing this scene, Zhong Shenxiu could only sigh secretly.

He didn't know why, but he suddenly thought of how some Western medical schools, when they first emerged, even allowed students to use their anatomy teachers as tuition fees, which was really kind of darkly funny.