Xie Daoqing took me by the hand and led me to a small mountain town not far to the north. It's really not far, standing at the head of the city, you can just see Dongbo Mountain in the south and the huge cloud city in the southwest.

Xie Daoqing stood at the head of the city and looked at the narrow streets below, the low brick and stone houses, the ordinary people kneeling on the ground of the streets, and a group of brightly armored men running from the city lord's mansion in the distance, with their backs to me, and said in a very flat tone:

"Chen Guanshui, I know that you are very smart, and I also know that you can see something in the scattered words. I guess you must think that this cultivation world is very dark, the gate valve is very bad, it is very bad for the cold door, and it is also bad for these ordinary people below, so you have a breath of anger in your heart. So just now you slaughtered those people who betrayed your agreement under Senior Sister Bai's Cloud City for no reason, so you have been killing those monsters in Dongbo Mountain, right?"

I'm speechless. I knew that I had better be a qualified listener at this time. The words that An Xian'er Zhenren said to her ancestor Xie Daoqing just now touched her a lot, so she thought that I was also touched by those words, so she wanted to tell me something very deep.

"It's normal for you to look like this. We were born in the Gate Valve, and there was an immortal Yuan God Ancestor who was born above us to protect the family, so we were born with a lot of advantages. We have a complete lineage of exercises, family offerings, samurai with many servants, many resources for cultivation, many opportunities to practice and kill, many tasks that are just right for us, and various means to save lives. Therefore, the same hundred cultivators, those who can build foundations, those who can form golden pills, and those who can live peacefully until they die on the bed in the end, are the majority of the disciples of the gate valve. And you come from a poor family, you don't have anything on it, you don't have exercises on you, you don't have resources in your hands, you have to fight, grab, grab everything. Many times, the disciples of the poor sect have to do a lot in order to get what the disciples of the gate valve are born with. It's unfair, isn't it?"

"It's not. That's fair. I said categorically.

"Oh!" Xie Daoqing was surprised, "Why? Why do you think it's fair?"

I said in a deep voice, "Because we cultivate the truth, we are cultivating ourselves, not our family. Moreover, the Tao spell and the heart line are distinguished, and the gate valve can only occupy the last four words. The words Tao and heart are all living in the world, and they are treated equally. It's good to have a family inheritance of exercises, but when I read the history books, there have always been genius monks who have been rampant in the contemporary era, creating countless amazing and amazing techniques by themselves. Not to mention anything else, the ancestor who founded the Xuanyuan Sword Sect, the old man of the sword, the ancestor of Yangming who created "Nahai Swallow Weather", and the three primordial gods who fought with the sword immortal Zhuang Boyang, all of them were from poor families. There are more other examples, I never think that if you are born from a poor family, you are born with a low door valve. ”

"Bang Bang Bang..." Xie Daoqing applauded lightly, but his face was not very happy.

"Let's talk about the twenty-two surnames of Qingyun, in addition to the upper seven surnames that have continued from 100,000 years ago to the present, the three Taoist ancestors, the two saints of Confucianism, and the following ten surnames, these fifteen surnames, I believe that the first generation is also the same as I am today, all from a poor family. Not to mention, there are still many sects outside Qingyun Mountain, could it be that they are all established by the gate valve. ”

"Anything else?" the corners of Xie Daoqing's mouth curled slightly.

"Master, you have said so much, but I understand very little. But I have a question to ask you, why is there not a single cold family in the 790 golden pills in Shangyang Palace, but in the "List of Yuan Infant Demon Kings of the Mountains of the Gates" you gave me before, it is indicated that those who are from a poor family account for fifty percent?"

I laughed, and she laughed.

Xie Daoqing shook his finger and pointed it on my forehead, very affectionately and kept nodding.

"Since you understand, I won't say more. It's hard for you to see it. Before Jin Dan, he could talk about his background, resources, background, and origin, but after Jin Dan, he had no reason to rely on himself. The sword blade is sharpened, the fragrance of plum blossoms comes from the bitter cold, and the words Tao and heart have trapped too many people from the door valve, but they have given those poor children one more chance from the beginning. I have said this truth to all my apprentices before, and I will explain it to you frankly today. ”

I respectfully bowed to the ancestor Xie Daoqing: "Thank you for the reminder." ”

My voice is sincere.

Now that I have built the foundation, I think about problems and look at the world, and I am naturally standing on the level of a foundation building monk. The difference in positions, the difference in butts, and the difference in interests made me naturally see a problem clearly, and I also saw the difference between Xie Daoqing in front of me and other Jindan real people.

When I was practicing Qi cultivators, what I saw was that Xie Daoqing had accepted hundreds of disciples five times, but very few of them survived, and they were all used in various places and "worn out". But I am now a foundation building monk, and what I see are the twenty-five foundation building disciples of Xie Daoqing, and there are only three of them surnamed Xie, and there are only ten people in total who are born with twenty-two surnames. It can be said that among the dozen or so peaks I have seen, the proportion of our Lianyun Peak Foundation Cultivators from poor families is the highest, and it is far higher than the other peaks.

Lian Yunfeng is sixty percent.

The Red Cloud Peak next to it is only one percent. Bai Yunying's Xiuyun Peak Cloud City is only two into five, which is already the most.

So I would like to thank my ancestor Xie Daoqing for his connivance.

Xie Daoqing chuckled: "Next, I will arrange a path for you." I won't interfere with your choices, it's up to you to choose the direction you want to go next. Okay?"

I replied in a deep voice, "Okay." ”

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When it's getting dark.

I stood at the bow of Xiuyun Peak Cloud City, looking at the junior brothers and sisters in front of me who bowed respectfully to me, looking at them and the various lights flashing in their eyes, and the various expressions that appeared on their faces, I was full of emotion.

I have an extra ring on my hand, made of green jade, carved with a peacock, and covered with a lot of eyes. This ring surprised those below even more than being struck by lightning. Because of this ring, even the other foundation building monks of Yunfeng have it.

"Senior brother, has the ancestor accepted you as a disciple?" The first one to jump out was naturally my little junior sister Liu Xiaoqin. That is, she is the closest to me, so she can naturally ask. The rest of the people could only stand in the back and listen carefully with their ears pricked up.

I pinched Lori's nose. This time, Xiao Lori didn't dodge, but put her little nose in my hand, and her eyes glanced at the junior sisters below, and she just snorted.

"Disperse. ”

A Senior Aunt Xie Zhen came in front of her, and with a wave of her hand, she dispersed those Qi cultivators. Turning his head and looking at me again, my eyes lit up.

There are quirks.

In the past, Aunt Xie Zhen wore relatively old-fashioned clothes, most of them were monotonous Taoist clothes, or some dark-colored clothes, making her appearance look like a middle-aged woman in her thirties and forties. Now she has changed into a long green dress, tied a high bun, and wears some jade ornaments with light color but very tasteful shape, and she suddenly looks much younger, like a young woman who has just turned twenty.

"Senior Brother Guanshui, the master just passed the jade talisman over and has already told us about it. Now you will join us as an overseer. ”

"Good. ”

"Your room is now next to mine, I'll take you there. ”

What do you mean?

My room was moved to the front of Cloud City, with the Tsukiji monks. The room is large in size and is said to accommodate hundreds of people. When you open the door, there are large and small boxes and a dazzling array of gifts piled up throughout the hall. When the samurai from all over the world saw me, they immediately knelt down respectfully and in awe, bowed their heads, and did not even dare to peek, and they looked like they were desperately surrendering to me, and they could not see the unruly look on their faces that could not be concealed before today.

Hu Yunniang also changed into a costume, leading a group of maids, female concubines, female warriors, dancing girls, music girls, and maids, a group of women who came out of nowhere, walked up to me head-on and bowed deeply.

"Welcome back to the house, Lord Jin'an!"

A very white, tender and greasy neck was exposed in front of me as she bowed down.

My mind flashed.

Hehe, good means. I seem to have told her stories about Japan in the last world, and there is a lot of knowledge about the use of kimonos and the harems of the daimyo during the Warring States period of Japan.

So is this the scene in front of us today?

"Lord, these are all things handed over by those mountain towns below. In addition to the things found from Dongbo Mountain that they promised to give to us, there are also the atonement gifts prepared by each of their families. ”

Yes, in the morning I turned the people of the mountain towns below on their backs, and the blood flowed like rivers of blood, but they still had to grit their teeth, and kneel straight with bloody wounds, and take out everything they could to make amends to me.

I kicked open a small box marked "Gangshan City" with my toes, and more than a dozen lower-grade spirit stones with aura rolled out of it, as well as a dozen silver tickets of 10,000 taels of silver. At the bottom, there is a book of martial arts cheats and a family tree.

"Lord, the Wei City Lord of Gangshan City passed away in the morning, and the head of the Wei family is now his eldest daughter, and it is said that she also has spiritual roots in her body. ”

"Oh, what did she say?"

"She wants to sell herself to the name of the lord, even if she can't be a retainer, she is willing to be a samurai. ”

"How old is she?"

"Nineteen. ”

"Married?"

"Her husband's family is the young lord of the Li family in Hiroshima Castle. He died in the morning. So she merged the two and voted for the lord together. ”

"Oh, Yun Niang, do you think if I don't promise her, will she die miserably tonight?"

I looked at a young woman kneeling not far away, and when she heard my words, her face turned pale instantly, and she was so shocked that she couldn't help it, and she was about to fall down with her heart in her hands.

I walked by and pinched her chin, her eyes glistening with tears, but she couldn't hold back to speak, and could only beg for my forgiveness with a pleading gaze for mercy.

"Forget it, if she wants to stay, let's leave her. ”

I walked away.

The woman behind her finally burst into tears, choked up and shouted, "Thank you Lord for your open grace, thank you Lord for your open grace." ”

Grace? Bullshit Grace?

Thank you for my grace not to kill!

I was thanked, but I wasn't happy at all.

Even if the back room was filled with more and more precious apologies from those Qi cultivators from various peaks, even if there were a lot of congratulatory gifts from those foundation building monks in my bedroom, even if there were a lot of original cultivation books handed over to me by Master Xie Daoqing in my storage bag, I still didn't feel happy at all.