Chapter 64: The Flame of Freedom

There are thousands of cultivators in the world, and the Taoist sect accounts for more than half of them.

Whether it is the human race, the demon race or the rest, as long as you respect the ancestors of the Tao and cultivate the Dao Law, you are the people of the Dao Gate.

Before the establishment of the Divine Dynasty, there were hundreds of kingdoms between heaven and earth, and the difference between the later Divine Dynasty of the co-lord of the human race was that most of these countries served the sect, and some were even supported by the sect behind the back, so the cultivation of the sect had a noble status, occupied the land without paying taxes, did not give money for meals, and even the appointment and dismissal of the courtiers, and the inheritance of the monarch's throne had to seek the opinions of the local cultivation sects.

Everything has to be centered around the service of the cultivation sect, and this is the meaning of the existence of the state.

At that time, although the human race was no longer reduced to the blood food of other races because of its weakness in the recorded flood and famine years, it was also like an animal in captivity, which can be said to be more humiliating than being reduced to blood food.

For in that time when the races arose, the Terrans fought.

And being grabbed by the cultivation sect day after day, year after year, is like a boiled frog in warm water, powerless to resist.

The influence of the practitioner on the world can be seen.

Until the establishment of the Divine Dynasty.

Fight for secular freedom.

Naturally, Daomen will not allow this kind of thing to happen, and in terms of interests, the Divine Dynasty and Daomen have a place where they cannot be reconciled, and it is also the most critical factor.

But it was too late at that time, because of the pride of the Daomen, they thought that the Divine Dynasty was just a relatively special small country, and there was nothing to worry about, so they did not snuff out this flame at the beginning of the establishment of the Divine Dynasty, and when they found out, the Divine Dynasty already had the strength to compete with them or even surpass them.

The Daomen did not endure, and their ten most powerful sects secretly promoted, and the hundred nations formed an alliance to resist the free fire of the Divine Dynasty.

The Hundred Nations Alliance, known as the guardian of the fairy road, firmly occupied the land west of Hangu Pass, but was crushed by the iron cavalry of the Divine Dynasty.

Immediately afterwards, the hundred countries were in turmoil, and the countries that had been squeezed for a long time revolted, coupled with the iron cavalry of the Divine Dynasty, for a while, the flames burned the plains, and a fire of freedom from east to west swept the world, and burned until the source of the three rivers.

After this war, the cultivation sects of the Central Plains did not survive one of the ten, and the so-called hundred kingdoms all returned to the Divine Dynasty, among which the five southern countries survived because they were separated by the Qingcheng Mountains and did not participate in the war, and the ten sects that had not been oppressed by the secular sects in the cultivation sect also remained, but they no longer lived up to the style of the year.

The rest of the world knows what happened, and the Divine Dynasty fought with Zhuolu of the Hate Heaven Clan, expanding the northern territory and forming the current Four Prefectures and Twelve Dao.

In this battle for freedom, the demon clan has been staying out of the matter as a bystander, because they don't want to have an affair with the human race, and Kunlun Immortal Palace, as the head of the Daomen, did not participate except for the final mediation, because they also did not want to involve the world, and it is precisely because of this that when the general trend of the world was finally divided, the Divine Dynasty never made a move on the Daomen.

For thousands of years, because we hate each other, it is better not to see each other.

The Divine Dynasty sits on the Central Plains to manage the world, and the Immortal Palace sits on the entire Kunlun Mountains to practice the immortal path.

The Daomen are still preaching in the Divine Dynasty, but they have to be subject to various constraints, and the remaining ten major cultivation sects must be registered in the Divine Dynasty, subject to the jurisdiction of the Divine Dynasty, and abide by the laws of the Divine Dynasty.

There is no power to sit in the clouds and look down on the worldly beings.

The Daoist Department of the Divine Dynasty was born from this, and the most important task was to govern the cultivators in the territory, followed by the foreign policy of maintaining friendship, mutual respect, mutual non-aggression, and non-influence with the Kunlun Immortal Palace.

A good example is the fortune teller Zhang of Jinling City, of course, known as the descendant of Kunlun, he is the guest of honor of the monarch in countries other than the Divine Dynasty, but in the Divine Dynasty, he can only be a fortune teller who sets up a stall, and he has to guard against how not to be chased and bitten by the rich young master all day long.

Ning Shu walked on the road and thought of Zhang of course he couldn't help but smile and shook his head, if Xie Ximeng hadn't found him today, maybe he would have really forgotten to go to the Ministry of Dao to register, if this was the case, he might be expelled from Los Angeles as a black hukou.

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"By the way, are you really the first person in the younger generation of the Divine Dynasty?"

"Why?

"It's not very obvious. ”

"Isn't this very good, if you have a number one name every day, maybe you will jump out of the side of the road and shout that I will decide the name of the first god of this god, and then rush towards you with a knife and a fair fight, isn't it very annoying. ”

"You seem to have some truth in what you say. ”

The two walked on the road chatting with each other, and before they knew it, they walked to the location of the Daobu.

Because the object of management is the cultivators, the Taoist department is quieter than the other six departments, and it is not like the household department, the criminal department, etc., which needs to be busy all day long, and there are mountains of official affairs.

The main hall of the Taoist Department is very large, and the large golden plaque above the head declares the importance of this place, and the large courtyard can fit thousands of houses, with dense forests and lakes as far as the eye can see, and the aura is much more abundant than the rest of Los Angeles, and you can see people sitting cross-legged everywhere meditating and perceiving the heavens and the earth.

They were by the lake, in the woods, in the branches, in the pavilions.

They all exuded not weak fluctuations in their legal intentions.

They are all practitioners.

This was the first time Ning Shu had seen so many cultivators since he watched the moon in Luyang in Hanshan Temple, and they were all from the human race.

It's almost like a cult in Los Angeles.

The ground is paved with cyan stone bricks, different from ordinary stone bricks, the stone bricks in the courtyard of the Taoist Department can absorb the aura of the leyline, and continuously transport upward, Luocheng is the imperial capital, and there is also a dragon vein of fortune in the leyline, if you sit here to cultivate, the effect is twice the result with half the effort.

"How do you feel!" Xie Ximeng asked enthusiastically.

"Nice place. Ning Shu also tried his best to make his tone warm.

Xie Ximeng took Ning Shu to a rather serious room, took out a roster, and personally helped Ning Shu register the information.

"Name?" Xie Ximeng came in strict accordance with the procedure.

Ning Shu thought to himself, didn't I tell you all before? You are the first person of the younger generation of the dignified god dynasty, and you have such a poor memory?

Xie Ximeng saw that Ning Shu didn't answer for a long time, so he raised his head suspiciously, and saw the young man's expression of looking at a fool.

"Habit, habit. He smiled awkwardly and continued, "Age?"

"XIV. ”

"Yo! so small?" someone next to him poked his head and said in surprise: "Young genius, you have the strength of the middle grade of the first sleep." ”

Xie Ximeng glanced at him, thinking that although the strength of the first sleep realm at the age of fourteen is good, what is unusual, where is there a lack of genius in this world, I was almost in the realm when I was fourteen years old, and I didn't say anything.

"Yo Yo Yo, our Gongzi Xie is not convinced, young man, come on, Xie Ximeng, this kid is fourteen years old and a half-step mind, you try to surpass him hahaha. The man next to him quipped.

"Origin?"

"Ping'an City, Yuhang Road, Quzhou. ”

"Master?"

"Nope. Ning Shu hesitated for a moment, and decided not to tell the Tushi Palace and the hated Xiaolou.

"It's still self-taught, that's even better. The man next to him was a little curious, he was making tea on the side, and when he heard the news, he simply came over with a teapot.

"Xiuwei?" Xie Ximeng continued.

"Thoughtful. ”

Ning Shu thought for a while and replied, after he arrived in Los Angeles, he refined more than half of the killing intent he had collected on the stone statue of the mountain temple of Jialan Mountain, and then used the power of Taiyin obtained by Luyang Guanyue to refine the fifty strings, and the sword was originally one with him, so with the refinement, his cultivation also reached the middle grade of divine thought.

As Ning Shu said his cultivation, the person who was joking next to him gasped, the teapot in his hand fell on the table, the tea leaves floated out of the mouth of the pot like a small fish, the pen in Xie Ximeng's hand stopped in mid-air, and a drop of full ink fell, blooming on the two words of cultivation on the paper, and slowly spreading to both sides.

"God...... Divine Thoughts?"

"Medium?"

The two men muttered.

Earlier, on the city tower, Xie Ximeng only saw that Ning Shu had fluctuations in his legal intent, but he didn't look closely, and most of his attention was on his sword, how could he have thought that the young man in front of him could have the cultivation of the middle grade?

"What kind of monster did you bring with you?"

"I ...... I don't know?" Xie Ximeng couldn't accept this reality, so he made sure that Ning Shu had a teacher again, and after getting a definite reply, he sat on the stool and began to empty himself.

"This ...... Is there any problem?" Ning Shu looked at Xie Ximeng, who looked stupid, just like the teacher in charge of signing up in Bailu Guozhen.

"No, no, we Xie Gongzi...... Maybe I didn't sleep well today. The man next to him came back to his senses, helped Ning Shu fill in the rest of the information, handed him a small sign symbolizing the registration information of the Taoist Ministry, and after instructing a few precautions, he let Ning Shu leave.

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"You say he has a spiritual and high-quality cultivation? He is only fourteen years old, and he is still a casual cultivator without a teacher?"

The voice of the Taoist Shangshu Ji Xunli became higher and higher each time, and the sadness after being reprimanded by His Majesty instantly dissipated, and at this moment, excitement filled his heart.

"Yes, it's guaranteed, and he's still a sword cultivator, his swordsmanship is very exquisite!" Xie Ximeng changed his previous dementia at this moment, and waved his arms excitedly, as if he had seen Ning Shu draw his sword with his own eyes.

"Do!"

"Trying to cheat by all means...... No, recruit us to the Dao Department!" Ji Xunli slapped the table and shouted, like a general commanding the army to charge.

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"Oh!

Ning Shu walked on the way back and remembered something more important than registration information.