Seeing that Ziming still wanted to continue asking, Yu Supreme interrupted: "Okay, let's go"

As he spoke, he ignored the two of them and turned to leave.

Zhang Peng blinked and followed.

Ziming also followed quickly.

"Master, where are we going?" Zhang Peng hurriedly followed Yu Supreme and asked.

Yu Supreme looked at him and rose to the sky, and said without looking back: "And filial piety"

Ziming and Zhang Peng also hurriedly flew out to keep up.

On the way, Yu Supreme asked suspiciously: "Ziming, what day is it today?" Why are they so lively"

When they were flying in the sky, when they passed by cities and villages, Yu Supreme felt that the people below were particularly lively.

Ziming replied: "The festival of mortals is once a year, and every time at the beginning of the year, mortals will be lively for a few days, which is used to celebrate that they have lived for another year in this period of war."

Yu Supreme nodded.

Zhang Peng said: "The life of a mortal is only a hundred years, this is still a city very close to the royal city, and at the border, it is a very happy thing for a mortal to live to the age of forty." A year is a long time for them, unlike monks, a year, ten years, a hundred years is just a snap of a finger, maybe we retreat for a while, and then come out again, their lives have come to an end."

After saying that, he sighed, he has lived in the royal city since he was a child, there are many mortals doing business in the royal city, he has seen too many mortals doing business in the royal city, because he doesn't know where, provoked the so-called son brother of the royal city, and lost his life, although he does not have the law, does not kill mortals, but in the royal city, this kind of law does not play a big role.

Of course, those sons and brothers who killed mortals would also be punished, but due to their family reasons, they were only locked up for a few days, so there are still people who regard the lives of mortals as a mustard.

He has seen a lot of this kind of thing, and he has not stopped it, there are too many such things, and he can't stop it, so on the other hand, he is no different from those people, and the essence of the abuser and the bystander is the same.

Ziming was puzzled: "Then since mortals have such a short life, why don't they become monks?"

Zhang Peng glanced at him: "Do you think they don't want to cultivate immortals?" Some people are so gifted that they can't resonate with Reiki, and even if they have talent, you give them exercises? Gongfa is the foundation of a family, who will give it? Do you know how many geniuses among mortals are buried because they don't have exercises? ”

Ziming stopped speaking when he heard this.

Zhang Peng said again: "I heard that our opposite, the Chaos Court, their exercises are all open to mortals, they don't have any family, no inheritance, only strength is respected, as long as mortals have strength, it is possible to reverse their bloodline, so their strength is stronger than ours, it's really a good place."

Yu Supreme looked at Zhang Peng and said lightly: "But you only see their strength, you don't see their internal wars, those mortals who don't have strength are like ants, the strong people want to kill the weak, and even some people drink human blood and eat human flesh, you say they are a good place?" They have no love, only their own interests, and some even kill their loved ones for their own interests, what do you say is a good place for them?"

Zhang Peng was speechless by these two questions.

Yu Supreme then spoke: "Your strength is not enough, there are many places that you can't see, you only know that their strength is respected, and mortals can also turn the sky, but they regard human life as grass mustard."