Many immortal cultivators were silent.

An old monk with a crane embroidered on his robe and a young face, coughed dryly and said, "Your friend Feng, what do you mean..."

"I mean, our career is facing huge hidden dangers, just like a sharp blade hanging high above the head, it will make the flowers in front of you turn into a sand tower in the style and disappear into ashes."

The guru opened his arms, looked around, and said seriously, "In the past six months, our careers seem to be booming, we have made friends with the Earthlings, and we have joined hands with the Earthlings to start a company. We can enter some of the confidential military bases of the Earthlings, visit and participate in their most cutting-edge weapon experiments, and even we can walk to the streets and alleys, among the children on Earth, but not be afraid of them.

"Everyone must be very satisfied with his current life. At least many fellow Taoists here use their supernatural powers to earn more cultivation resources on the earth than working hard in the world of immortal cultivation.

"But have you ever thought that the trust and kindness of the people on earth for us are temporary. If we want to truly become a "community of interests" connected by flesh and blood, we still face a huge uncertainty factor, that is, the cultivators who have been traveling through time one after another.

"Yes, on the surface, we have temporarily controlled the situation. Many fellow Taoists are free hunters registered by the very association. They have hunted and captured many evil demons and heretics who commit crimes, so that the earthlings' impression of cultivators will not become worse and worse.

"But there is a prerequisite here, that is, the cultivators who come through time are limited to the Qi Refining Stage and Foundation Building Stage, so we can barely control it.

"What if, in the near future, as the spiritual energy revives intensify, a large number of immortal cultivators from the Killing Pharmacy and Even the Nascent Soul Stage come here?

"Which fellow here is confident that he can control a monk of the Killing Pill or even a powerful Nascent Soul? If these Killing Pill and Nascent Soul don't listen to our advice, insist on destroying the earth and killing countless people on earth, what should we do then?"

The old monk with a long hair and a young face frowned and said, "We are a well-known sect, and we are naturally different from the bloodthirsty and killing evil heretics. Even if they kill heavily, how can we calculate the accounts on our heads?"

"Because we are all immortal cultivators."

The little palace master said coldly, "The people on earth who have lost their minds do not have the patience to distinguish between "famous and upright sects" and "evil demons and heretics". What's more, you can guarantee that the Nascent Souls of the famous and upright sects will not misjudgment the situation and develop a covetous heart for the earth?"

"The tower of trust is difficult to climb to the sky when piled up. It requires so many of us fellow Taoists to work tirelessly, but to destroy it, only one elixir or Nascent Soul, a day of madness.

"If a hot-headed high-level monk in anger took a day to destroy the downtown area and massacre tens of thousands of earthlings, do you think the earthlings will still trust and like us immortal cultivators?"

The old monk with a crane-haired and young face thought for a while and frowned, "This is indeed a problem."

"It's a big problem, and it will affect us no matter what."

The little palace master said, "Think about it, suppose you are a person on earth whose relatives are slaughtered by immortal cultivators, you are naturally not the opponent of high-level monks to form elixirs and Nascent Souls, but there is a restaurant opened by immortal cultivators in the neighborhood you live in. So, how will you vent the pain of losing your closest relatives?

"Think about it again, if you are a cultivator who is a scheming person who opens a restaurant or adolescent education institution, and you have worked hard to run a small business for several years, suddenly one day, but you are besieged by countless thugs who are crazy and demons, and the scene is completely out of control, will you accidentally use your magical powers to fight back when you can't bear it?

"A such a powder barrel only needs a small Mars to detonate. As long as a large-scale thug attack and a cultivator's counterattack incident occurs, the relationship between cultivators and earthlings will never be able to return to the past, and our career will be completely ruined!"

Many immortal cultivators here fell into deep thought.

They all devoted their wealth and life to the cause of cooperating with the people on earth, and gradually tied their destiny with the people on earth. Since they could use legal means to comfortably earn a lot of money, honors, status and cultivation resources, they would never want to see the later cultivators go crazy and use those simple and crude methods to burn, kill and loot.

The old monk with a long hair and a young face said: "Little Friend Feng, what can I do to maintain the image of us, the "good cultivators" while the two sides are constantly chasing?"

“There is no way.”

The little palace master said, "A rat shit is ruined by a pot of porridge. We can only do our best to stop the appearance of the "bad cultivator", but the "bad cultivator" will definitely appear. A bad cultivator kills a hundred earthlings, and even if we "good cultivators" save 10,000 earthlings, we cannot make up for it.

"What's more, the people on earth have preconceived ideas and have become highly vigilant about the three words "Cultivator". Virtual games such as "The Unparalleled Earth" are becoming more and more popular, and they are the best manifestation of the eight words "If you are not a race, your heart will be different."

"Not to mention, there are still many people on the earth who specialize in fighting cultivators to seek benefits. I mean that the hawks in the parliament and the military have been preparing for war with the world of cultivating immortals throughout their lives. They and the military-industrial complex behind them, of course, I hope that the more severe the situation, the better. These hawks will not let cultivators go easily, and will definitely try every means to create a tense atmosphere and exaggerate the horror of cultivators. With them, the three words "cultivators" will never be washed away."

"So……"

The old monk with a long hair and a young face said, "Your Feng said so seriously, you won't be helpless, right?"

"Of course there is one way, it depends on what you guys mean. This is also the reason why I invite you to watch "Transformers" today!"

The little palace master suddenly smiled sweetly and said, "Please think about a question: Decepticons have committed many evil deeds and have killed countless earthlings, but why are few earthlings angry with the Autobots?"

"this……"

The old monk with a crane hair and a young face pondered for a moment and said, "It cannot be said that he did not take his anger at all. The hawks who are extremely vigilant against Transformers also exist in the movie, but most people on earth can distinguish the difference between Autobots and Decepticons. The reason for this is very simple, because one side is Autobots and the other side is Decepticons!"

“What’s the difference?”

The little palace master said, "Aren't they all Transformers?"

"What's the same? At least they're doing a good job on the surface."

The old monk with a long hair and a young face smiled, "Their faction names are different, the logos are different, and the signs are different in deformation postures."

"So said"

The little palace master's eyes flashed with a sly smile, "As long as the names and logos are different, it is possible to divide different factions?"

Many immortal cultivators were slightly stunned, and then suddenly realized.

"Everyone has figured it out. The three words 'Cultivator' have already stinked the streets, and many stakeholders need it to continue stinking. It is difficult for us to whitewash. The price of whitewashing is too high."

The little palace master said slowly, "But why do we have to stick to the three words "cultivator" and not be able to start a new job?"

"Just like Transformers are divided into two factions, one Autobot and the other Decepticon, and in a simple and clear way, we can also give all the "good, just, and peaceful immortal cultivators" a new name, isn't it more conducive to our development on the earth?"

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone was uproared.

The old monk with a crane-haired and young face knocked on the table with a toy model for a long time before stopping everyone's discussion. He looked solemnly at the little palace master and said cautiously: "The name of a cultivator has been passed down from the ancient times and has changed rashly. At least, it is not something that monks of your level can decide."

"No, you guys are thinking a little bit wrong. I don't want to change the title of "Immortal Cultivator" in the language of the Immortal Cultivator."

The little palace master smiled sweetly, "I just want to join forces with all fellow Taoists to propose to the Earth Alliance to regulate the names translated by the "Cultivator" in the major official languages ​​of the Earth Alliance.

"For example, we can give a special translation name to the 'good cultivator of the famous and upright sects', and the 'bad cultivator of the evil demons and heretics' is another translation name, one is like the 'Automan' and the other is like the 'Decepticon', and then it carries out a lot of branding and fabricates some origin stories. Just like "Transformers" and Cybertron Civil War, completely opposing the 'good cultivator' and 'bad cultivator' and solidifying the stereotypes of the earthlings, will it be possible to perfectly cut it?"

The old monk with a long hair and a young face was silent for a moment and said, "Little Friend Feng, just say it straight, how should we translate it to separate the difference between 'we' and 'them'?"

“It’s very simple.”

The little palace master said, "Those idiots who do evil, are unforgivable, or are not clear about their minds and insist on fighting against the people on earth are still called "cultivators". Anyway, all the bad things are put on them, and they do all the bad things, and they have nothing to do with us.

"And we are like the Autobots in Transformers, kind, kind, firmly believe in justice and protection, and we have been in civil war with those cultivators for thousands of years, and are serious in opposition. We are the archenemy enemies who will never die. We are."

The little palace master gently clicked the remote control.

The Transformers cartoon on the big screen behind it jumps instantly and turns into a beautifully made ppt.

On the first page, there are only three big words: dragons and phoenixes dancing:

"Cultivator".
Chapter completed!