Chapter 19: The Sorrow of the Terrans
When Lin Chen appeared, there were already many scattered cultivators of the Terran race who had returned here one after another, but they also returned empty-handed, and a large number of them didn't even see the shadow of the divine soldier, and everyone was all depressed and interested.
However, after seeing the dry lake in front of them, everyone was amazed, and jumped into the deep pit at the bottom of the lake to talk about the dry bones.
"The so-called mysterious corpse turned out to be nothing more than a pile of rotten bones. β
"It's better to drink flower wine in the city for a few days if you knew this was the case!"
"Hey... I don't know who spread the news, but it was in vain that I rushed all the way from the Central Plains to this place. β
"Huh, don't you feel that the aura of heaven and earth around you is very full?"
Although nothing was found on this trip, there was still a strong aura of heaven and earth in this deep pit of the lake that had not yet dissipated, and many returning cultivators jumped into the pit one after another, and began to meditate and cultivate in it.
For ordinary monks, breathing in the aura of heaven and earth to cultivate their own body is like three meals a day for mortals, who can have a full meal at this moment and do not have to pay any cost, so who is not happy...
Like the abundant Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi Gathering and Dispersion Land in front of him, except for a few cultivation caves unique to the Great Clan Holy Land that can be compared to it, it is difficult to find such a spiritual treasure land outside the wilderness.
Of course, people in such dignified holy places as Chixiao and Qi Kill, they will naturally not be like all scattered cultivators, they have a superior cultivation environment in the holy land, and there are even more spiritual qi caves like this.
"A group of villagers and wild men, also called cultivators..."
Chi Xiao was dressed in red armor, covered in red mist, standing high on the edge of the deep pit, his face was gloomy as water, because he had tried his best to fight for the divine soldier before, but now he had found nothing, and at this time his heart was full of resentment, and there was nowhere to vent. At this time, when he saw that all the scattered cultivators were actually meditating and cultivating in the deep pit with great interest, he couldn't help but sneer.
Chixiao's voice was not loud, but the monks who were meditating heard it clearly.
I saw one of the middle-aged men with a sharp-beaked monkey cheek and a weak look who stood up angrily and said in a choked voice: "Dogs look down on people, are you people in the Holy Land very remarkable?"
When Chi Xiao heard the word 'dog eyes', he was immediately unhappy, he didn't choose to provoke these loose cultivators, but it didn't mean that he couldn't afford to provoke them.
I saw him take a big step forward, and the majestic true qi in his body burst out, meeting the thin monk, and sneered and said, "You are a despicable casual cultivator, what qualifications do you have to talk to me?"
"Coax"
As soon as Chi Xiao's words came out, a stone suddenly stirred up a thousand waves, and there were more than 30 casual cultivators present, who stopped practicing and meditating one after another, and stood up angrily and wanted to do it.
Chi Xiao did not have the slightest panic on his face in the face of the situation of the scattered cultivators rising up and attacking him, but showed even more contempt, and he didn't even look at it, and said, "A group of rabble..."
"Don't you think that you holy land monks can cover the sky with one hand?" At this time, a short and fat monk rose into the sky, and the true qi fluctuations emanating from his body were extremely powerful, shaking the surrounding air and making the sound of explosions endless.
"Boom"
Soon, several powerful scattered cultivators jumped high and stood three feet away from everyone in Chiyan City, with an aggressive momentum, and the two sides immediately confronted each other with tension.
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"The people of Chiyan City are really just like the method they have learnedβa reckless martial artist...", Qi Kill stood not far away with an indifferent expression at this time, noticing the conflict that arose for no reason in this scene, and couldn't help but shake his head again and again in his heart.
As the prayer for killing said, the cultivation method practiced by the people of Chiyan City focuses on martial arts, and the so-called martial arts is to practice martial arts and stop fighting with war.
It is a way of cultivation, the peak of martial arts who have cultivated to the extreme, can move mountains and reclaim the sea with a raise of their hands, and can destroy the heavens and the earth with a stomp of their feet, and the power of their martial arts is incomparable to any kind of practice.
"If you want to do it, you can accompany it to the end. Chi Xiao still looked proud of himself, completely ignoring these loose cultivators, and said, "I just take this opportunity to let you see that the Holy Land of the Human Race will always be the existence that you look up to all your life. β
At this time, more and more casual cultivators noticed the conflict on this side and gathered around one after another.
"With such contempt for loose cultivation, don't you think that we are afraid of you?"
"I will fight them to the death, but I want to see what the so-called Terran Holy Land is really capable of..."
"They don't deserve to be called Terran holy places at all. β
The more than a dozen monks of Chiyan City behind Chi Xiao, in the face of so many casual cultivators in front of them, were crying bitterly in their hearts, but when they saw the awe-inspiring figure in front of them, they had to wait for this unprovoked conflict.
Pray Kill didn't want to participate in this fearless dispute, but when he heard that these casual cultivators were so unscrupulously contemptuous of the Terran Holy Land, he suddenly felt a feeling of being despised by the ants under the clouds, which made him a little angry.
"Monks who have come out of the poor mountains and rivers, is it possible that they still want to win how much respect they want?" Qi Kill shouted to the scattered cultivators in the distance with a sneer.
As soon as these words came out, all the scattered cultivators suddenly became more angry, and at this time, more scattered cultivators stood up, and even some small ethnic forces also joined the crusade, and in an instant, the crowd stirred, shouting and killing shook the sky, all of them were venting their anger that had been accumulated for a long time.
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Mo Qian and Lin Chen naturally noticed the conflict over there, and immediately stopped talking about the past.
Lin Chen had a posture that he didn't care about himself, and chuckled: "A little god general, he is so proud of himself, I can't imagine what kind of posture those high-ranking rulers in Chiyan City are. β
"Ling Qiang is used to bullying the weak, as if he thinks that the master of the Holy Land is the cloud man of this great desolate world, and he doesn't know whether this is the sorrow of the human race or the decline of the cultivation world. Mo Qian just sighed slightly.
"Second Senior Brother, did you feel this sigh from the Great War of the Terran Guardians five hundred years ago?" Lin Chen asked with a smile.
"Yes..."Mo Gan's expression was indifferent, but he could see some hidden worries, and said: "Back then, the development of the human race was at its peak, and it was very prosperous, and finally the power was concentrated in the hands of some people. They are conceited that they have the power to dominate the world and make a generation, but they are completely unaware that this is a world where the strong are respected, not a pattern of supremacy of power. β
Mo Qian thought for a while and then continued: "As a cultivator, he has departed from the essence of cultivation, and has embarked on the path of showing off his power and centralizing power for his own selfish desires, which may be the main reason why the human race is gradually declining and declining!"
When Lin Chen heard this, he seemed to be touched and said, "Until now, I seem to understand a little bit why Master Zun has always adhered to that 'agreement' and not allowed us to participate in the conflict of interests between the human forces at will. β
Mo Qian nodded and said, "In fact, at the beginning of the establishment of Linggu, the ancestors had already prophesied: the sorrow of the human race is nothing more than the desire for power, and the human race will eventually get a self-digging grave. β