Everyone's expressions softened slightly and they stopped asking questions.

Thinking that Gong Yu was just collecting information, after all, it was a rare object, and the Immortal Sect was specifically responsible for this. Even if he couldn't catch it, he still had to understand it clearly.

"Goodbye, I'm really leaving this time, I have to go back and deal with that fake ghost." Gong Yu said this, and there was no movement around.

Yan Nu pouted and said, "Have you really left?"

Miaohan muttered: "This person must have a secret, and he should be more eager to deal with the fake ghost than we are."

"As for our affairs, he already knows a lot, and we have seen through him, so there is little point in continuing to follow us."

"We do our thing and don't worry about him."

Yan Nu was annoyed, this man was so wretched, but except for the Zixiao Divine Thunder, all his methods could not hit him.

And when the Zixiao Divine Thunder comes out, someone will die.

Although Yan Slave's energy is now resistant and can protect everyone with Gang Qi, the effect of 'someone must die' determines that there will always be an innocent person suffering.

This bullet might have killed one of the Qing hermits living in seclusion in the mountains at random.

Even if he protects them, Yan Slave cannot protect everyone in the world. Maybe a lightning flash will kill a commoner in the distance.

Thinking of this, Yan Nu looked at the group of Qing hermits, all of whom were crying in sorrow.

"What happened? I fought just now, did it affect them?" Yan Nu flew up and asked around.

Everyone shook their heads, those Qing hermits were all very good.

So Yan Nu took everyone and flew over, only to see these people burying flowers.

After asking, it turned out that some kind of mana fluctuation destroyed the Liuyang flower they planted.

"So that's it, it's the Liuyang flower. This flower must be cultivated for a period of time before it can take shape. Before that, it is very fragile. A slightly stronger mana fluctuation will cause it to wither." Master Aloe said.

Yan Nu scratched his head: "Is this flower very precious?"

"Of course it's precious!" The hermits of the Qing Dynasty said sadly: "The Liuyang flower is weak throughout its life, and it only takes a few years to get the fruit. When the flowers bloom, they are auspicious. They are so beautiful that they are beyond words! I have been raising them for thirty years, but I didn't expect that everything would come true."

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"So what's the purpose?" Yan Nu still didn't understand.

Master Aloe said: "Don't tell me anymore? It's so beautiful..."

"Ah? It just looks good?" Yan Nu was stunned.

The Qing hermit frowned slightly and said, "You don't understand the joy here. You have to wait for a long time just for the flowers to bloom. No matter how hard the road ahead is, you will be happy the moment you harvest."

Yan Nu was sluggish and a little confused.

Master Aloe rolled his eyes: "This flower is quite precious. It can be cultivated for a period of time, and the scene of the law it presents will help the great master understand the law."

"But for this group of people, they have not even reached the Taoist realm and cannot understand the secrets of the law. The purpose of raising this flower is purely to cultivate their sentiments..."

Everyone's lips trembled slightly, is this the Qing Hermit?

Yan Nu asked in confusion: "You are all busy with this all day long?"

"The Qing hermit is like this..." Master Aloe said.

The most indispensable thing in the spiritual world is this kind of leisurely monks. They travel around the mountains and rivers, play the piano and flute, and spend their long lives wantonly, all just for happiness.

Such monks account for about half of the entire practice world. Because they stay away from right and wrong and live in remote mountains and overseas, they are rarely seen at all.

I have no interest in any combat spells, but I am proficient in growing flowers, farming, climbing in the haze, and even spells that are helpful in calligraphy, painting, playing music, and refining utensils...

Wu Xuzi interrupted again: "Most of them are casual cultivators, and a few are descendants of middle and lower aristocratic families. I have seen one of the most outrageous ones. He stumbled to the stage of separation from the world, and he only knew art, farming and animal husbandry... He didn't even know the calamity period.

You can’t even win…”

Miao Han was stunned. It was too outrageous that he could not beat the Luck Stage during the Lichen Stage.

To be fair, just relying on the understanding of laws during the separation stage can crush the death calamity stage. After all, there is a gap of three realms.

All I can say is that I have never learned any fighting ability and am pursuing life and art to the extreme.

"So you are cultivating immortals just to have a longer life and more convenient ability to cultivate your sentiments?"

The fisherman chuckled: "Cultivation is not an ability, but an attitude towards life."

"This..." Miao Han frowned slightly. It's not that he thinks this is bad. On the contrary, this kind of life attitude is very harmless. He stays away from fights and right and wrong, and at least he won't interfere in the human world.

However, half of the people in the cultivation world are like this, so the Immortal Emperor strategy discussed before must be adjusted.

After all, in that strategy, Yan Nu's strong material foundation must be relied upon to win over all the monks who can be united to cultivate a large and powerful force that defies heaven.

But now the world of spiritual practice is full of 'low desire people' and 'life-oriented immortal cultivators'.

They live their own small lives, specialize in life and art, and have no big desires. Any immortal sect, evil ways, defiance and obedience to heaven, or competition for resources have nothing to do with them.

How to do this?

Miao Han even had a headache. Sure enough, there was still a gap between reality and imagination. Do these people expect them to go against the will of heaven?

Management power is not afraid of other people's desires, but afraid of others' failure...

…

:Feel sorry.

(End of chapter)


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