Chapter 182: The Scholar Comes from the Mountain

Ten feet away, the weeds that were two feet tall shook for a while, the weeds with thick calves were removed, and a person slowly walked out of the grass. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

It was a young man.

He wore a square scarf on his head, tied in a bun, and his black hair hung down very smoothly and hung around his ears.

He was wearing a blue shirt with a slightly longer hem that nearly dragged him to the ground.

The cloth shirt has been washed a little too often, some of it is white, and with the pair of amphora baptist shoes under his feet, it can be seen that this person's family background is not very good, he is the kind of poor scholar who has no martial arts talent and can only learn literature, and can only play a supporting role forever.

Yes, there are many ordinary people in the Tianyun Realm who cannot cultivate.

These people also have to survive, and they also have their own world, and compared to the warriors, their status is naturally much lower, and they are deeply discriminated against and oppressed, however, even so, they still have to live.

Among them, studying literature is a way out, at least much better than simply farming and becoming a farmer.

Reading and literacy does not make you a master, but you can become a master among ordinary people.

In this world, martial artists occupy high positions, however, because cultivation takes up too much time, there is not much time to deal with chores. Take a county guard as an example, if he is busy with official business every day, he will not have time to cultivate at all.

Cultivating this thing, if you don't advance, you will retreat.

The strength of the martial arts is the foundation for him to become a county guard, it is impossible to sacrifice the basics, and dealing with official duties and serving the public is naturally far less important than self-cultivation, and smart people know what to do.

This is where those who study literature come into play.

Whether it is the royal court, the county warden's office, or the town warden's office in the countryside, there are many civil officials who help the adults with official affairs and manage the affairs of the territory.

Whether a place develops well or not is often related to the merits of those civil officials, and for ordinary people, the adults who are warriors are more like the statues of gods in the temple, high up, like puppets.

They fear them, but they do not love them.

The only thing that really has a close relationship with their lives is the civil servants, and the good civil officials can get their love, and the bad civil officials can only get hatred.

Of course, under the system of the Tianyun Realm, no matter how bad the civil officials are, they can't get any worse, because the foundation of their power is not solid, and they can only rely on the martial artists behind them, but they are just the foxes who fake the tigers.

In addition, this world is rampant in martial arts.

Even if it is an ordinary person, there are one or two martial arts relatives who turn around.

What if you bully you so hard that some guy gets angry and draws a knife and cuts off your dog's head? Even if the master behind you can avenge you, I'm afraid you won't be happy about it, right?

Therefore, the bureaucracy in this world has a bottom line for corruption, and rarely goes beyond it.

For martial artists, cultivation is the first priority, and most of them come from proud families, even if they are cultivation resources, they mostly rely on their families or courts. Relying on the exploitation of ordinary people to cultivate, this is too cheap and unrealistic.

After all, in this world, most of the resources are in the hands of wealthy families based on martial artists, and the resources at the disposal of ordinary people are extremely limited.

Therefore, adults are not greedy.

Only civil officials are greedy, but they are taboo about the power of mortal warriors and dare not go too far.

Therefore, although the system of this world is rotten and not advanced enough, the system is rigid, and the common people are living precariously, the officialdom is far cleaner than the world where Gu Xiaozhao once lived.

The reason is simple, because there is a supernatural power.

Then again.

Even if those who are literate and hyphenate cannot become civil officials, they can still do business, or work as bookkeepers in the trading houses of certain large clans, in short, the future is certainly stronger than that of ordinary people who cannot read.

In addition, wars in this world only take place between warriors.

If the adults followed by the civil officials are defeated and the territory is robbed, the impact on the civil officials will not be great, and the victorious warriors and adults will also need them, maybe they will not pay attention to them, or they may be demoted, but their lives can be saved.

In the war of this world, there is no killing of prisoners and slaughter of cities.

The battle scenes are very spectacular, and sometimes, it is not too much to say that it is moving mountains and reclaiming the sea, but it has little impact on ordinary people.

Of course, if the battlefield is unlucky in a crowded place, it will be another story.

Most of the people who enter the Hengduan Mountains are outlaws, and these guys are not the ones who drag their families. Therefore, even in Dishui Guanfang City, there are not many ordinary people, most of them are family members of Dishui Guanwu.

Now, there is such a poor acid who has come to Red Pine Valley.

It's simply not possible.

Don't say that the black wind is raging in the past few days, and the beast tide is rampant, even if there are no such things, it is difficult for an ordinary person to move an inch, and I am afraid that I will become a missing person as soon as I leave the city, and I will never be able to come here.

If an ordinary person can come here on foot, most of them are the sons of heaven.

Therefore, that young scholar is by no means an ordinary person, but just looks like an ordinary person.

Yes, there is not the slightest hint of qi in this man.

True qi, spiritual power, or any other special breath, no, all of them, no matter how you look at it, you are just an ordinary person.

Initially, Gu Xiaozhao used to probe the qi.

didn't find the slightest clue, and then, he glanced at Aunt Jian next to him, at this moment, Aunt Jane's face was extremely ugly.

The same is true of Wan Siwei on the other side, grinning like a beast that feels danger and is restless.

Mu Xiaosang's expression was a little solemn.

Therefore, the primordial spirit recited the scriptures in the sea of knowledge, and the delusion was proved to be true, and in the eyes of the delusion, all illusions dissipated, and only a little true spirit existed.

Sun!

A thousand suns!

It's like a thousand suns shining in front of your eyes!

Close your eyes!

Busy closing your eyes!

It's useless to close your eyes!

There are still a thousand suns exploding in the Eyebrow Heart Heavenly Palace, and the divine thoughts are shaking, like riding a light boat on the sea swept by a twelve-level hurricane.

In the sea of knowledge, the original spirit stopped chanting the scriptures.

The dazzling light vanished, and everything returned to normal, as if it had never been.

When he opened his eyes, Gu Xiaozhao's expression was as calm as ever, and the turbulent waves in his heart were all pressed in his heart.

At this time, the scholar's gaze swept over and fell on Gu Xiaozhao's face, and there was not much strange in his eyes.

In other words, he didn't notice Gu Xiaozhao's prying eyes.

Gu Xiaozhao breathed a sigh of relief.

This is a master!

It's just a master of the Tianyun Realm!

"Hello everyone......"

The scholar walked slowly to this side, revealing eight teeth and a warm smile on his face.

Wan Siwei stood up and bowed over.

Mu Xiaosang stood up, jumped off Qingyan, and clenched her fists, she didn't bend over, her waist was straight as always.

Aunt Jian followed closely with Mu Xiaosang, and also bent down to salute the scholar.

Gu Xiaozhao frowned slightly.

He stood behind Mu Xiaosang, clasped his fists, and nodded slightly.

The scholar also returned the salute with a fist, and everyone responded, and he walked slowly, raising his hand from time to time to pat the weeds on his clothes.

Above the red pine, black clouds destroy the city.