Chapter 681

The mirage relic can transform the appearance, but the fake is always a fake, if the words are not right, a few words will be exposed, Meng Yan does not intend to expose his shortcomings, therefore, he is silent, added to the team, becomes a silent member, listens as much as possible, and understands the situation.

After a long journey, the boy felt that his patience had been exhausted, and the remarks of these fellows, even if it were only the slightest bit, made him feel full of poison and dizzy.

'If you think about it carefully, March Mountain is in southern Xinjiang, and although I was born in southern Xinjiang, I basically haven't had much contact with people in southern Xinjiang, and I don't know much about the outside world...... Later, as soon as I left March Mountain, I left directly with Jielin and Mei Ying...... I'm from southern Xinjiang, but I'm really not familiar with southern Xinjiang. ’

Now is the opportunity to get in touch with the terroir of Southern Xinjiang, which is different from the Eastern Territory, which has long been ruled by the Yi family...... As the overlord of a land, the Yi family has a responsibility for this land, and they should govern it well, but ...... It seems that the Yi family is really not well governed, and they rely too much on the class system. ’

From the conversations of the disciples of these sects, Meng Yan heard that these people all regarded themselves as extraordinary, even if their slight cultivation was not worth a sigh at all, and their incomparably fragile strength was not enough to slap them in the face, but listening to these people's words, their self-confidence swelled to the point of surplus, and everyone regarded themselves as the proud sons of the sky, and they were extremely proud of themselves and the sect they belonged to.

Confidence and pride are not a bad thing, the problem is that when they talk about ordinary people outside of these sects, they are extremely contemptuous. It's like talking about another species, another creature that is different from oneself, like a pig or a dog, born to feed the needs of a superior person, and has no other value for survival.

'The disciples of the big sects in the Eastern Soil also have similar tendencies, but they are not as exaggerated as here, these guys here...... When it comes to ordinary people, the feeling of not treating people as human beings is outrageous, and they don't feel shameful at all. The more you talk, the more triumphant you become...... Why is this happening?'

Because the rulers of southern Xinjiang and eastern Xinjiang are really different. There is a Aoki Ye family in Dongtu, who reveres righteousness and trust, says benevolence and love, and silently wants to compete with the imperial court. It must also be carried out in the name of benevolence and righteousness. Get a proper court out of the court. The Ye family's policy has stabilized themselves and the peace of the East for thousands of years...... Southern Xinjiang. Without such an existence, what the Yi family pursues is the law of the jungle, the strong live, and the weak die......

I can't be wrong, isn't this the way this world is? The survival of the fittest...... The Yi family believes in the set of the strong, and looking through the past history, there are not many examples like this. ’

'Did the past history tell your master that in an example like this, those who are arrogant in martial arts will end up in front of martial arts?'

Unusually, the voice of the ugly dancer sounds surprisingly human this time, and even because of this, it sounds extraordinarily heavy.

In fact, there is no absolutely correct law in the human world, and even if it is correctly applied, it does not mean that it is necessary to emphasize that the law of the jungle is a phenomenon, and it is delusional to insist on this as a theorem, let alone boast about it, saying all day long that the strong are born, and the weak are dead......

'Is that wrong?'

'The problem is, the words all depend on what the person says, the master you have been smooth sailing since your debut, and gradually embarked on the road of the strong, if you say this, of course there is no problem, the problem is that ninety percent of people, without this kind of strength, still think of themselves as strong all day long, which is very fatal...... As I have said before, the law of the jungle is a phenomenon, not a law, let alone a glory used to be proud, if we go from the strong to the strong, the weak to die, and directly go further, to the strong live, and the weak deserve to die, then what will become of the world?

Word by word, like a morning bell, striking in Meng Yan's ears, ringing in his heart, in an instant, the young man had mixed feelings, indescribable complex feelings, as if he understood something, chewed carefully, but couldn't say what it was, but was a little confused, and for some reason, cold sweat was dripping behind him, as if he had been taught a lesson by someone.

This impact made Meng Yan stunned for a while, his ears did not hear anything outside his body, and his disguise almost revealed his horse's feet, until someone next to him called him, then he woke up and hurriedly coped with it.

'Dead dancing ugly, forget about talking nonsense, when will you learn to teach people?'

'Hahaha, I don't dare to take it, I just think about the history of your human race, I just have a little feeling, the speaker is unintentional, and the listener is intentional...... But I'm a machine, and I don't have a heart in the first place, master, do you think you've been taught a lesson?'

You just spoke like you were slapping me in the face, but ...... It's a little strange that this feeling ...... It seems like there was a place before, I can't remember, but it did......'

In any case, it is a very warm thing to be able to relive the memories of life, isn't it? As long as there are these cherished feelings and memories, people will not become animals so easily...... Even though I'm just a mechanic, it's tiring to work with a brute boss......

Wu Wu's ugly words made Meng Yan can't help but laugh, and when he raised his eyes and looked again, these martial artists around him spoke proudly, as if they had defeated some strong enemy, but what they said was about slaughtering villages and destroying ordinary people.

"We are crusading against Tiger Roaring Village, the big war is coming, we want to find some fun to relax, so that I can play in the best condition, I have always felt that stepping on some ants and enjoying the thrill of life and death can make me relax the most!"

"That's because the purpose of your sect is different, like the teachings of our sword club are different, Master said, killing these ants, you can practice courage and murderous energy, keep your people and knives in the best condition, go into battle to kill the enemy, you can play a better effect than ordinary practice. ”

"People in the evil sect kill and take their lives, and use flesh and blood to practice evil skills and evil weapons, which are all inferior, we use ants to exercise the mentality, this is the right way to cultivate martial arts, I admit, this effect is really good......"

"The life of ants is short, rather than a dull life, living superfluous, it is better to use it to achieve our deeds, if we can become kings and emperors, they are the cornerstone of our merits, that is, their supreme glory, than a dull life and then die is much more glorious. ”

"I agree with these, but what kind of cultivation is your brother who killed the ants and threw those small ones into the pot to boil?"

"Hahaha, that's convenient entertainment, don't care, if you step on too many ants, you will be bored, you have to find some tricks to entertain you, right?

"Reasonable, reasonable...... Hahahaha...... Anyway, these ants usually support Tiger Roar Village, and they should have been exterminated ......" (to be continued......