Outside the cave, those villagers have already assigned their duties, guarding the entrance of the cave, and those who enter the cave enter the cave.

More than 20 people, armed with sticks, dodged into the cave.

It was almost dusk, and the cave was already dimly lit. It took more than twenty people to gradually get used to the dimness in front of them, and in the middle of the cave, a young Taoist priest sat cross-legged.

The white-haired ape they were chasing was hiding behind this Taoist priest with a frightened face at this time.

"Bang dang..."

"Horn..."

Iron forks, wooden sticks, fell to the ground.

More than 20 villagers were frightened, and hurriedly knelt on the ground: "We didn't know that there were immortals here, recklessly breaking in, disturbing the immortals' cultivation, capital crime..."

Huotong Cave Heaven, the status of the cultivator is respected, high above, looking down on the world.

Ordinary people are like slaves in front of cultivators, and the life and death of ordinary people, everything that ordinary people have, can be controlled by cultivators at will.

Cultivators possess extremely great power, and ordinary people cannot resist them.

At this time, facing Zhang Daoran, these villagers, whether they were justified or not, would enter the cave, or for other reasons.

But at this moment, they did offend the immortals...

There have been many precedents of ordinary people offending immortals in the past, but no matter what the person's background is, what does it matter, they are all killed by the cultivators one by one...

No exceptions!

Without saying a word, raise your hand and kill!

"Get up, all of you..."

Zhang Daoran was full of emotion, he already had a general understanding of the world. I also understand that the cultivator has a high position in this world.

But at this moment, Zhang Daoran realized that his previous cognition was just a drop in the bucket. I didn't expect that cultivators, in this world, would have such power...

These ordinary villagers, without figuring out who he is and where he is cultivating, let these villagers worship like this with a Taoist robe...

There are thousands of paths to the path, but the pursuit of a cultivator is freedom and fairness. I didn't expect that in this world, these cultivators would actually have privileges.

"With such a mentality, it's no wonder that their cultivation is not high..."

Zhang Daoran sighed with emotion, looking at the villagers kneeling on the ground in front of him, his face was dazed, and he was a little unbearable. He is a human being in two lives, and the most he has come into contact with is that everyone is equal, regardless of whether they are high or low.

This is a concept that is deeply rooted in the bone marrow and cannot be changed anywhere.

"Immortals... I'm waiting for the death penalty!"

Where do these villagers dare to rise up?

Their hearts are full of fear, this is the temptation of the immortals?

Or are the immortals already angry?

Stand up, and you will die?

"Hey..."

Zhang Daoran stretched out his hand, and more than 20 people stood up involuntarily.

These 20 or so people were full of shock, and they didn't dare to look at Zhang Daoran, as soon as their knees weakened, they were about to kneel down again.

Zhang Daoran had a headache, he just wanted to be reasonable and save the white-haired ape. I didn't expect that the identity of a cultivator alone would make the villagers so afraid.

Zhang Daoran suddenly felt that the cultivators of this world were so evil...

The people of this world are so ignorant...

"You don't have to..."

Zhang Daoran's voice was mixed with the Pure Heart Formula: "Poor Dao is just a cultivator, not an immortal, and he can't dominate everything." Poor Dao is just like you, all human beings..."

"Immortals spare their lives..."

More than two dozen people were frightened, how could they dare to believe Zhang Daoran's words?

Even though the Pure Heart Formula worked, it made them calmer again. His knees weakened, and he knelt down again: "Ask the immortals to let us go... We really don't know, this white-haired fairy is your pet..."

No matter how stupid these villagers are, they understand that the white-haired ape, hiding behind Zhang Daoran at this time, looks frightened, but is also full of schadenfreude.

It is clear that this monkey is the pet of this monastic... No, it's a spirit pet...

"You..."

Zhang Daoran felt that he had failed, how could they change the concept of respect and inferiority that was deep in the bone marrow?

"Go back... The poor way will not hurt you..."

More than two dozen people could hardly believe their ears and looked at each other.

Zhang Daoran waved his hand, and more than 20 people were moved outside the cave by him: "Poor Dao cultivates here, if you encounter something incomprehensible, you can come here... Now go back... This white-haired brute won't bother you in the future..."

Outside the cave, twenty or thirty people, all with frightened faces.

This is the method of the immortals, and with a wave of their sleeves, they will move places.

They couldn't believe they were alive...

"Thank you for not killing the immortals..."

Twenty or thirty villagers fell to their knees again, kowtowed a few times, and went down the mountain in panic.

"The concept of respect and humility is deeply rooted in the bone marrow, and the poor Dao just felt it, I don't know what the meaning is?"

Zhang Daoran frowned: "That woodcutter, it's quite normal, cultivators are so terrifying? It condenses the human soul, but in fact, it is not as powerful as imagined... When did this notion begin?"

"Monkey, come here..."

Zhang Daoran glanced at the monkey who was still hiding behind him, but he didn't expect that it would be so simple to save this monkey.

Zhang Daoran did not hesitate to believe that even if this monkey was killing in the village, these people who chased after him had relatives killed by monkeys, and they would give up chasing and killing monkeys again.

The white-haired ape, as if it had been psychic at this time, came to Zhang Daoran, its knees weakened, it fell to the ground, and kept kowtowing.

Zhang Daoran smiled, this monkey's spiritual veins were opened at this time, the spiritual energy in his body had begun to operate, and his wisdom was already equivalent to that of a two- or three-year-old child...

"Thoughts are on you, there is no killing, there is no evil, the poor way is temporarily blessed with you..."

Zhang Daoran's mind turned, and the monkey's past was already clear in his chest.

This monkey, originally a white ape, and its parents were killed by the cultivators. It escaped and wandered here not daring to go out. Gain, ten years ago, the Heavenly Dao Sect blocked the heaven and earth here, resulting in a sharp decrease in the number of cultivators here, although this place is desolate, but it is the safest.

In order to survive, this monkey often goes to the village to steal food...

The monkey was psychic, and with wisdom, when he heard that Zhang Daoran was blessed by it, he jumped up and down, and ran out of the cave xt.xyz directly.

Zhang Daoran didn't care, and continued to close his eyes and polish his own realm.

Feeling the nature of heaven and earth, being interrupted by the villagers, and continuing to look for that feeling, I can't find it anymore. If you want to appreciate nature again, you need to accumulate continuously.

When night fell, Zhang Daoran suddenly opened his eyes.

Outside the cave, the white-haired ape actually carried a pair of burdens humanely, staggered, and walked with some difficulty.

Zhang Daoran felt interesting, and as soon as he thought about it, he could know what the monkey was going to do. But Zhang Daoran didn't do this, let the monkey and walk into the cave with difficulty.

The monkey panted and lay on the ground.

After a while, the monkey jumped up and squeaked excitedly: "Squeak..."

The monkey took out a wine jar from the burden, grabbed out some peanuts and some pine cones, and held them up in front of Zhang Daoran: "Squeak ......"

Like an invitation, dangling the things in his hand in front of Zhang Daoran, Zhang Daoran stretched out his hand to take it, smiling: "I didn't expect that you, a monkey, still have some filial piety... These are your treasures..."

Zhang Daoran felt funny and saved the monkey's life, and the monkey actually paid off now...