"Immortals, like gods, need to be worshiped. In ancient times, common people lived on the ground and looked up to the immortals in the Lingshan Mountains. They had to pay tribute to them regularly, which was also called 'immortal tax' or 'immortal tribute'." Bai Ziqi's words

There is a hint of irony, "An Immortal Sect may have tens of thousands of people from top to bottom. The Great Return Sect that originally occupied Xushan even had 60,000 disciples.

Except for the immortals who are fasting, the food expenses of the sect's children have to be borne by the common people in the territory. On average, thirty commoners can support one immortal sect child. Therefore, this 'immortal tax' is very heavy. If the harvest is not good,

If the tribute is too low, the Immortal will punish you immediately regardless of your difficulty, so that these ants will know what the wrath of thunder is."

"In the Immortal Sect, there are also fairy fields, medicinal gardens, and pastures, which require a lot of labor and handymen, and these must be drawn from civilians. You see, how come the life of an immortal requires less dedication from mortals?" Bai Ziqi went to Yinzhu Island.

With one finger, "Since it is the cave of Qian Huan Zhenren, it is not surprising to continue this pattern."

In ancient times and medieval times, the immortals and sects all lived like this.

He took a deep breath: "However, the aura here is not as good as expected."

It has only been a few dozen days since the Emperor's Ooze erupted. The spiritual energy in the outside world is very strong. It is so strong that ordinary creatures are not accustomed to it at the beginning and are even a little drunk on oxygen. In contrast, in the center of the storm, the spiritual energy in the waters of Yinzhu Island is not as abundant as imagined.

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Chapter completed!