On the execution ground.

A wooden frame was simply erected on the street of the market so that the people below could clearly see the beheading.

There are few entertainment activities for the common people, and because the previous incident was too big, this beheading vegetable market was crowded with people.

In modern times, this is a barbaric act, but in the world of cultivation it is sparse and ordinary. Even under the rule of immortals, it is difficult to change the essence of the agrarian society of the human race in the cultivation world.

Prime Minister Pan Jun's favorite thing to watch in his spare time is the history of the cultivation world, and Shenzhou has always had a tradition of learning from history.

Special research institutes organized by local governments have conducted a comprehensive analysis of the society in the spiritual world. Among them, the one who has the greatest efforts to promote society is undoubtedly Li Changsheng, who is the strongest.

In his style, it is inevitable that society can be promoted to civilization.

All saints, whether immortal or not, will promote the progress of society.

The modern princes and hundreds of schools, various great people in modern times, and there are also characters like sword immortals in the cultivation world.

When a person is strong enough and exists long enough, it will change from society influencing people to people influencing society.

In modern times, it is called strongman politics.

The progress of the cultivation world was very fast, from the slavery of the sect era to the feudal system of the immortal path era.

After the flood, in the era of immortal rule, Prime Minister Pan Jun subconsciously fantasized about a modern cultivation world that was different from technology.

But in retrospect, this is not the case.

"Lack of productivity."

The city lord took out the "painting charge" to sign, and after some sentencing, the knight was pressed to the execution ground, and the executioner stood behind him with a big knife.

The strong man was covered in blood at the moment, his face was beaten inhumanly, and his 10 fingers had already been clamped. Seeing the fear of the people below, the awe and fear of the City Lord's Mansion were overwhelming.

Those in the crowd who knew a little bit about the law knew that it was an execution that did not comply with the rules.

First of all, according to the criminal law of Asgard, the death penalty must comply with the three-repeat system. The death penalty needs to be reported to the Immortal Palace, the local Immortal Gate, and the City Lord's Mansion.

From top to bottom is the central, the county guard, and the locality.

Even if the monks are in charge of the world, in fact, they need to adopt the old method, and they will not deviate from the framework of layered rule.

At present, it is only reported to Xianmen.

In the crowd, a young and an old Taoist priest was quietly watching this scene.

The young Taoist priest was dressed in a green shirt, his long hair was simply tied up with strips of cloth, and a little stubble added a bit of vicissitudes to his ordinary facial features.

He said in a calm voice: "I remember that according to the law, it is not allowed to be used and executed. If a prisoner is injured in prison, the jailer and the highest person in charge will be held responsible. ”

The laws of the present era are unusually simple and straightforward in their explanation of killing, but they are extremely strict in terms of operation, and all the punishments practiced by the major mortal dynasties in the past have been abolished.

The old Taoist priest next to him was wearing the clothes of the Shangqing Palace, the white Taoist robe was embroidered with green clouds, his face was old with a little old age spots, and his silver hair showed the vicissitudes of time.

He replied bluntly, "Immortal Chief, they will say that it was an injury he suffered before he was imprisoned. This kind of thing cannot be verified, and it is difficult to supervise, even if you erect another 10,000 stone monuments, you will not be able to control people's hearts. ”

The two are Li Changsheng and Qingxuan, the existence that really stands at the top.

Li Changsheng asked, "What do you think is the problem?" ”

Qingxuan Daoist thought for a while, and then replied: "There are too many people in Tianzhou, food is scarce, and land resources are scarce. If the former Kyushu is restored, the reclaimed land can fully satisfy the magnates. ”

"As soon as the society is rich to a certain extent, the upper echelons will begin to sympathize with the weak. In the past, the big families talked about prestige, they would help the victims for the sake of people's livelihood, and they would also waive the rent of tenant farmers in the event of a disaster. ”

Only when society is rich can goodness be allowed.

Qing Xuan has been in charge of the world for more than 1,000 years, although it is said that the three families of Buddhism, Shangqing Palace, and Moon Palace take turns to sit in the village, but only Shangqing Palace really governs the world. The other two Buddhists like to guide people to be kind and often throw money to help the poor. And the Moon Palace is to fight corruption and make money, and by the way, build a spiritual library.

The question of the mortal dynasty and the common people is under the control of the Shangqing Palace.

"You mean, I still have to look at their faces?" The young man looked sideways, and his eyes were deep and deep, like a long river that had flowed for thousands of years.

"The Immortal Chief alone doesn't need to look at anyone's face, but if you want to rule the world, you must balance all parties." Qing Xuan hesitated, he didn't want to talk to the immortal chief like this, but thinking of his little better Yangshou, he had to say.

Because the immortal chief is pursuing perfection more and more, but the world is cloudy and sunny.

"This world has always been like this, but it is just a matter of severity, and the people of the prosperous world are only less than two whips. You've seen and heard more than I have, and you should know that compromise is inevitable. It's just that the Asgard Palace didn't directly rule the world before, so there was room for retreat, but now there is none. ”

"History is like a wheel, but it's just rolling back."

At this time, the execution on the stage had already begun.

After reading the incriminating evidence, the city lord put it back on the desk with both hands, and suddenly slapped the shocked wood.

"Criminal Wei Yichao! Lawlessness, murder on the street, heinous nature, can you plead guilty? ”

According to the law, even if the condemned prisoner agrees at the beginning of the preparation of the death penalty, he can file a grievance and can also appeal again. But the law is dead, but people are alive, and no one will abide by the broken stone tablet.

The eyes of the chivalrous man in the rivers and lakes were scattered, and his trance-like expression rose from a trace of strength when he heard "Ling Ke confessed".

He looked up at the city lord in a gorgeous costume, spit a mouthful of bloodshot mixed with spit to the ground, and said, "I recognize your old mother." ”

The voice was faint, but the city lord and the people of the Immortal Gate were not ordinary people who heard it and heard it very clearly.

There was no anger in their expressions, only the same indifference as ever.

In front of everyone's eyes, the city councilor said, "The prisoner has confessed, is the adult executed?" ”

The Immortal Sect Monk didn't nod or shake his head, just closed his eyes slightly.

This can be regarded as a tacit approval.

"Execution!"

At the sound of an order, the executioner raised the butcher's knife high, and the bright blade reflected the cold light in the sunlight.

reflected the frightened eyes of thousands of people, as well as the slightly upturned corners of the mouths of dignitaries.

Li Changsheng didn't make a move, watching the good people being wronged, watching the law being trampled on, and watching the world that he and his old people did their best to keep being trampled upon.

He is giving opportunities to Xianmen, and he is also giving opportunities to other powerful people.

In this unreasonable beheading, as long as one person shakes his head, as long as one person says that he wants to report to the Immortal Palace, then no one dares to cut off his head.

Boom!

The sharp blade of the knife fell in his hand, and it slashed heavily on the back of the neck of the Jianghu knight. Everyone's expressions tensed at this moment, their pupils contracted, and they stared intently at the severed head.

Bang dang!

There was a crisp thud, and the broken blade flew into the air, plunging straight into the dirt.

The executioner held a broken knife and stared wide-eyed at the intact back of his neck.

"What?!"

The city lord suddenly stood up and looked at this scene in disbelief.

Everyone present also had wide eyes, and their faces were full of consternation, the monk sent by the Immortal Sect.

The expected blood splatters did not happen.

A figure walked out of the crowd, jumped slightly, and fell on the execution platform like a feather, standing in front of the wounded prisoner.

An ordinary man came into view, his eyes were faint, obviously his appearance and dress were not outstanding, but he just stood there as if everything in heaven and earth was in his arms.

The expressions of the crowd were still blank, and they couldn't recognize who the person in front of them was.

Because Li Changsheng doesn't like to leave portraits, and he doesn't like others to worship, so as not to be troubled by incense. As a result, the fairy palace forbade the establishment of temples for immortals, and only allowed private individuals to worship.

One has no real name, and the other has no idol.

It is difficult to produce incense by relying only on a false name.

Only the people in the Immortal Gate suddenly got up, and when they saw Li Changsheng's face clearly, a chill rushed to their heads, and they sat directly on the ground.

The teeth kept chattering, and the six gods had no master.

Such an appearance naturally attracted the attention of others, and observing words and expressions is a basic skill of officialdom. The magnates noticed the almost bloodless faces of the people of the Immortal Gate, and a sense of foreboding came over them.

Could this be a powerful senior?

But I haven't seen anyone from the Asgard Palace come for more than ten years, why did you come today?

The concept of time is the biggest barrier for immortals, more than ten years is not a long time for the fairy palace, but it is enough for mortals to replace the old with the new.

Li Changsheng swept over the people present with his residual light, the maximum age was only 80, and the monk who came out of the sect was more than 70 years old.

And he hasn't been mortal for fifty years.

He is studying how to change the laws of heaven and earth, how to turn Tianzhou into a paradise. In order to allow rainwater to drift from the East China Sea, Asgard moved more than a dozen mountains, excavated millions of square meters of land, and artificially created a wind and rain valley.

Sending water vapor up to Tianzhou at an altitude of at least 3 kilometers.

The chivalrous man raised his head with difficulty, his face was blue and purple, and his swollen and painful eyes made him unable to see the comer.

Immediately after that, the wide palm was placed on his head, and a warm wind blew, and all the pain disappeared in an instant.

The strong man's blurred vision returned to his eyes, and it was bright, and he saw a plain face, his eyes were a little tired, and his chin was a little stubble.

The smile is gentle, and the voice is flat.

"Son, I acquit you."

The strong man was stunned for a few seconds and asked:

"Dare to ask, but the real immortal is above?"

He didn't recognize Li Changsheng, but there was a certain mysterious conviction in the dark.

Li Changsheng nodded and said, "It's me." ”

As soon as the words fell, the eyes of the thirty or forty-year-old men were full of enthusiasm, and the men who were tougher than iron cried and had a flowery face.

The immortals who held high the mountains to open the way for the people can now also level the wealthy families.

"Woo woo, please also ask the immortals to be the masters of ordinary people such as me! Now the family is rampant, oppressing the people, and the thirty-six cities in the world are all forbidden by the wealthy family! ”

"There is a woman in Yundong, who is 14 years old, and she was kidnapped and plundered on the street in her cardamom years, and raped on the corner of the street."

"Tianhua has children, and those who are beautiful and delicious must be sent to Chunfeng Building for people to enjoy."

"The people are slaves, the officials are the swords......"

The sound was terrible, and everyone who heard it was terrified.

"Ask the immortals to uphold justice for us!"

Tens of thousands of people behind him knelt down one after another, and many people hid their faces and wept, and the whole city was filled with crying for a while.

When they heard the word immortal, all the grievances suffered by the people on weekdays could not be flooded, even if they were iron-beaten men, their eyes were red.

It is difficult for people to hide their grievances in front of their closest relatives, and children always habitually cry to their fathers.

Li Changsheng has no descendants, but the dawn of the world, the people, and hundreds of millions of people grew up under his watch.

The word immortal, after thousands of years of evolution, has carved a deep mark on the human race.

At this moment, the crowd, including the city lord, was already bloodless.

Li Changsheng raised his hand and made a move, and everyone on the high platform was grabbed by an invisible force and smashed heavily on the execution platform, causing his head to break and bleeding, and his teeth to break.

"Poor Dao asks you, are there any fish and meat people?"

They knelt in front of Li Changsheng like dead dogs, and their indifferent voices made them tremble even more.

The so-called status, dignity, and power have all come to naught.

In front of this ordinary man, no one can be superior.

After a long time, no one dared to respond.

In front of Li Changsheng, he didn't even have the courage to lie.

"It's dirty again."

Li Changsheng waved his sleeves, and the thunder fell and disappeared.

People die like lights going out, and all their interpretations and majesty are gone with the wind at this moment.

"Xiao Qi, pass on my order and investigate the world thoroughly. For the officials who are not benevolent, the three clans will be thoroughly investigated, and the violators will also be killed. ”

"If you can't eat enough fish and meat, then you don't need to feed them."

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The screen turns.

Prime Minister Pan Jun saw that the Immortal Palace had cracked down on corrupt officials as the government had done recently, and there had been similar measures in all dynasties. Sometimes it is for the purpose of achieving some political goal, sometimes it is for the purpose of suppressing hostile forces, and some are simply for the purpose of purging the interior

But without exception, no one can do the indiscriminate eradication of corruption.

But the Immortal Palace really treats everyone equally, even if it involves the powerful disciple of Yuanying and is cultivated as the head of the family, he can't escape the fate of falling to the ground in the end.

Yuan Ying Da Neng went to intercede and was killed by a thunderbolt.

The world was so silent that no one spoke out against it.

The immortal is like a giant in the sky, walking on the ground wherever he passes, and there is no opposition to it.

A year later, Asgard.

Prime Minister Pan Jun stood on top of the immortal palace made of white jade, mingling in the midst of many cultivation powers. Many Yuanying Jindan Grand Monks bowed their heads with respectful faces, but he was the only one standing.

Qing Xuan Daoist conjured up a thick roster and handed it to Prime Minister Pan Jun, who felt the world spin in front of him just by looking at it.

It's not that there's something wrong with the roster, it's that the content inside is creepy.

Fifty-two thousand, 50,000 were executed in one year, and almost the entire ruling class of the human race was replaced, and only the middle and lower classes were retained.

Before, Qingxuan Daoist also said that he wanted to see people's faces, and a year later, all these people were sent away by the immortals.

If this is put on other people, the script will be excessive cutting of feudal domains, local rebellions, and chaos in the world. Even in modern times, the temple doesn't dare to really give people a rush like this, and they don't give them a way to live at all.

But the immortal doesn't need to pay attention to this, no one can stop the person he wants to kill, and no one will object to what he wants to do.

Moreover, these prisoners were personally interrogated by the immortals, which means that the possibility of misjudgment is extremely small, and all of them are guilty.

Why is there such a high interrogation efficiency?

Qing Xuan seemed to see what he was thinking, and explained: "These 50,000 people are indeed interrogated by the Immortal Chief himself, and the Dao of the Immortal Chief is enough to be used for a thousand purposes, even for all, and the interrogation time is only a month. ”

"If the immortal chief wants to, he alone can support the operation of the entire society. So don't take yourself too seriously in front of the Immortal Chief, stay humble, and stay in awe. ”

"An immortal alone can be the way of heaven."

Hearing this, Prime Minister Pan Jun looked up.

The ordinary young man sat on the jade platform, his eyes were inclusive, his fingertips tapped the white jade tabletop, and the subtle sound beat everyone's heartbeat every time.

He looked at the audience with a faint look and asked:

"How long will it last after this one? Ten years, fifty years, or a hundred years? It doesn't matter, the life of the poor road is very long, and the poor road is not too troublesome. ”

The immortals hung their heads and did not dare to answer, and so did Prime Minister Pan Jun.

This sentence was said to the world at that time, and it is also said to the world today.

Because the immortals live in today's world.

After the fear in Prime Minister Pan Jun's heart reached the extreme, it did not panic but quickly dissipated, and what remained was a kind of calm.

He understood today what a living immortal was, and what Li Changsheng was.

What Daoist Qingxuan wanted the temple to see was not "the kindness of the immortals", but to make them realize what they were facing.

This is not a person, but an immortal.

The embodiment of the ultimate individual power.

People compromise with reality, and reality compromises with immortals.

(End of chapter)