"I've already sold the liquor store to my uncle, and according to the agreement, I can't get it back, and I don't want to bring it back. Go down. Ling Yun picked up the big bowl in front of him expressionlessly and drank it all.

"But...... Owner, we can't live without you. The shopkeeper said hesitantly.

"I'm not your owner anymore, you know?" Ling Yun was a little tired of this kind of mess.

He used to raise the wages of these employees just to arouse their enthusiasm for work, but he didn't expect them to be able to inch in now.

I don't want to exhaust my efforts for these worldly money now, as long as I can live and cultivate, I don't care about these things.

"But ........ owner!, we really can't live without you. Have mercy on us. The shopkeeper fell to his knees with a thud, pleading bitterly.

This movement also attracted the attention of other people, and attracted the attention of other drinkers.

The shopkeeper's move was just a threat, and he wanted to treat Ling Yun as an object that could be bullied at will.

Ling Yun sneered, grabbed the wine jar on the table and smashed it down on the old man's head.

With a clang, the jar burst on the old man's head.

Suddenly, the wine splashed, and the head of the shopkeeper was bleeding.

"What do you think of yourself? Do you really think I won't dare to kill you? I'll only say once, get out!" Ling Yun's eyes were full of murder.

The shopkeeper was frightened by this murderous aura, trembled, and hurriedly stood up and retreated.

No one in this world has ever been willing to help you for free, either because they have gained something from you and feel guilty, or they want to get something from you.

No matter in that time and space, there will always be a group of people who want to get help from others for free, and pray for the mercy of those who are stronger than themselves. It's like reversing priorities, as if not helping them, it's not a model of a normal person.

I always like someone to take what morality, what rules, what laws to bind a person who has nothing to do with you to help you. So why did he help you?

The only way for the strong to help the weak is to get a sense of satisfaction from you if you are in a good mood or in a bad mood.

If you are weak, you should look like a weakling, either work hard and work hard, or overcome obstacles to become strong, or even appoint.

If you are willing to be weak and do not strive to move forward, but only think of begging from those who are stronger than you, then why should they give you alms?

"Shopkeeper!!"

"Quickly bandage the shopkeeper's wounds, how can he ...... like this"

Ling Yun sneered, originally it was just a matter of helping them by himself, but now those who don't help them are as if they owe them. Shengmien fights Mi hatred, nothing more than this.

The guys were scrambling around the shopkeeper to deal with the wounds, and they didn't dare to look at Ling Yun's eyes.

Ling Yun still didn't do anything after all, and it wouldn't be good to hurt someone, but killing someone in public was like fighting against something called law.

Such a hasty ending can't help but make those who want to watch the excitement regret for a while.

"Do you know? Recently, there was a big incident, and I heard my cousin's uncle say that cultivators know about it. ”

"Do you mean the Fire-Weary Beast? It is said that even the cultivators have returned from serious injuries. ”

"That's a spirit beast equivalent to the Spirit King Stage, if you don't handle it well, you'll have to die. ”

"Did the imperial court send a spirit king?"

"There are only a few spirit kings in the imperial court, if there is one in this poor and remote place, the imperial court will let us deal with it ourselves. ”

"Although I hate fire during the inspection, why does it breathe fire? ”

"You ask me how I know, but if it gets angry, we may be doomed. ”

"Shall we start running away now?"

"It's up to those cultivators to do it themselves, we can't escape anyway, let alone where we can escape?"

......

"Fire-weary beast? Ling Yun couldn't hold back a smile in his heart as he listened to them talk about the Fire Weary Beast.

The fire-weary beasts they spoke of weren't particularly ferocious and brutal, nor were they as terrifying as they said.

Fire-weary beasts have a very gentle interest and do not like to fight. They often frolic in the river, but often get lost because the river is too far away.

Water can calm his flames, so he often soaks in water, and does not eat any fish and shrimp, but just keeps drinking water, not so much a fire aversion beast, but like a water beast.

As long as they are not forced by humans, they generally do not take the initiative to hurt people when it comes to critical moments. They are also not interested in fighting or killing, and their first instinct is to run.

And this injured cultivator was most likely injured by the Fire Weaning Beast when he changed the water.

"This fire-weary beast should have come from the Tianshan Mountains, I remember that there was a community on the Tianshan Mountains in the West Pole, and he should have flowed all the way down the river. ”

Ling Yun didn't have any entanglement with the fire-weary beast in his previous life, but he still remembered a story.

The story of a true gentleman who was persecuted to death by the world.

Generally speaking, whether it is a real situation or a deliberate contrived, a cultivator will be a little more precious than a mortal. This is evident in the law.

It's like if Ling Yun is a spirit master-level cultivator and kills a mortal, he only needs to pay a copper coin equal to the weight of a mortal.

If it is a Lingbo-level cultivator, the most that can be killed by killing a mortal is a verbal apology. If it is at the level of the Spirit King, it is acquittal.

On the contrary, if a mortal kills a cultivator, he will be fined money for high status, forced labor, and directly sentenced to death if he has no money.

Ye Fan is a mortal who doesn't know how to cultivate at all, but his ideas and stories have been praised by more people.

He was an ordinary man, even a house slave.

Driven by his master to manage a fishing ground, one day a fire-weary beast went down the river and flowed into Ye Fan's fishing ground, as if it was frozen, and the dust could not be awakened.

Where had Ye Fan seen such a monster, he was shocked and frightened at first, but after gradually getting acquainted with it, he became accustomed to the existence of this fire-weary beast underwater.

However, along the current, the fire-weary beast blocked the exit of the fishing ground, so Ye Fan had no way to catch the fish, and Ye Fan also tried his best to move this fire-weary beast, but the fire-weary beast was so huge, how could a mortal be able to move it?

Without exports, there is no way to set nets to catch fish, and there is no way to complete the tasks of each month.

This master was harsh and cruel, and if he did not complete the task, for whatever reason, he, as a domestic slave, would be put to death as an example.

Seeing that the time was getting closer and closer, the fire-weary beast had no intention of waking up. There was no way, he had to go into the water to catch it himself, but after all, he was a mortal, how could he have the ability to catch such a large number of fish?

couldn't help but make Ye Fan's temper more and more weird and irritable, he knew that he couldn't move this fire-weary beast alone, but he went back every day to try to move, and he was fighting and making trouble with this ice-like fire-weary beast. vented his unwillingness and resentment.

Suddenly, one day, Ye Fan dreamed that this fire-weary beast woke up and woke up in fright.

When I went back the next day, the fire-weary beast was still there, half-dead.

Then he figured it out, nothing more than death.

He climbed onto the belly of the fire-weary beast and looked up at the sky, "This frog-like thing, are you like me?

How did he understand that the fire-weary beast had been frozen for a long time and had not fully awakened.

And the fire-weary beast was also listening to him, and the two of them got along more happily, or they had forgotten their tasks.

Finally, the steward arrived, wanting to see what Ye Fan, who had been delaying for so long, had done to collect the fish.

Where did Ye Fan get so many fish, even if he didn't have so many fish day and night, after some shirk, he ran to the fire-weary beast to say goodbye.

"Old frog, I'm going to die, I don't even know why you're a frog and your skin is red. If we have the chance, let's see you in the next life. ”

Just when he was desperate, the fire-weary beast moved, and he hurried away in fright.

The movement of the fire-weary beast grew louder and louder, and he quickly stood far away.

The fire-weary beast rolled over and splashed the water of the entire river in all directions.

Ye Fan was by the river, and his whole body was drenched. But he was also anxious to jump to his feet, "You said that you didn't move early, if you moved earlier, it wouldn't be the current situation, if you move a few days earlier, I won't have to die." ”

After the fire-weary beast woke up, it felt a feeling of hunger, and it didn't pay attention to Ye Fan, but opened its bloody mouth.

It stopped the whole river, and constantly sucked the river water into the belly, and the whole river seemed to be cut off by it.

After a while, it stopped feeding, and the whole riverbed fell to a very serious point.

Ye Fan looked stunned and motionless, he didn't expect that the red-skinned frog he usually got along with would have such great ability.

The fire-weary beast glanced at Ye Fan and burped. Then after a stretch of his stomach, he spat at Ye Fan.

What fish, shrimp, shells, snails, yellow eels, crabs have everything.

For Ye Fan, at this moment, the sky seemed to be raining fresh rain.

In the blink of an eye, the river fresh was piled up into a hill, and Ye Fan found the steward to hand over the river fresh for three months.

The steward was shocked and frightened, how could there be so much weight all of a sudden, and he hurriedly called some cultivators to check it out.

After investigating, they discovered the existence of a fire-weary beast, a spirit beast that was full of spirit king level.

Those cultivators formed a large army in groups of three or two, wanting to crusade against this spirit beast of the spirit king level.

Ye Fan desperately prayed for this group of high-ranking cultivators, but where did this group of cultivators manage so much?

In their eyes, the fire-weary beast is a material no matter what part it is, and it doesn't lose anything to use it for.

Ye Fan knelt down in front of the leader, holding his feet and begging, but to no avail, he was kicked away.

At this time, the fire-weary beast appeared, and for some reason, the fire-weary beast may have been familiar with Ye Fan's nagging beside it. In short, it struck, he picked up Ye Fan on his back, and the fire burned the entire mountain range.

In this battle, the West Pole shook, Ye Fan, this ordinary name also completely entered the public's field of vision.

The name Ye Fan was also widely praised among cultivators.

You must know that in the entire country, there are only two or three spirit kings, and due to the defects of talent, it is difficult for human spirit kings to compare with spirit beasts.

Ye Fan, as an ordinary person with extremely poor qualifications, raised a spirit king-level fire-weary beast.

Later he established a country where everyone is equal, where there is no oppression, no exploitation, no privilege, where people live and work in peace and contentment. He was tolerant of others, sympathetic to mortals, and restrained cultivators.

How could the Borderless Empire tolerate his existence, under the heavy encirclement and suppression, although he held on, but the people inside him betrayed and assassinated him because of their interests.

He had a spirit beast at the level of a spirit king, but he didn't make better use of it to cultivate. He didn't become a strong man, he was just an ordinary person until he died, and after he died, the fire-weary beast also left his place.

The cultivators who had originally supported his ideas also left, and the powerful people who had stepped on his cottage and slaughtered the ordinary people who had the audacity to kill them.

This is the end of the story.

His behavior also aroused vigilance among the countries, cultivators could no longer slaughter ordinary people at will, but changed to the higher they cultivated, the more taboo they became.

"Ye Fan, I forgot when it appeared, haha. Ling Yun smiled.