Believe in this thing, only when people are forced to solve something without any ability, and only when they are waiting for fate, can they place their last hope on it.

However, as the times develop, without ever experiencing despair and helplessness, the people born later can easily forget it.

"People are essentially selfish. It is really not easy to let a person understand the feelings of others and love others. The Virgin who truly sacrifices others for himself... Let's say that it is Virgin, it's really too few."

Fang Yuhao sighed: "If everyone were like her, a better society would have been realized long ago?"

There are always a large number of "Holy Mothers" who are compassionate on the Internet, including all kinds of dog lovers, pig lovers, and refugees lovers.

But most of the "Holy Virgin" are just keyboard warriors. A few words seem to show that they have high qualities. Once it is related to their own interests, they will immediately put away their compassionate attitude and become less than the Holy Virgin.

The true "Holy Virgin" has only been searching all over the country of China, and they are not living well.

Fang Yuhao asked Su Yuhe: "Do you think if I clone countless people like Feifei, can I build a more perfect society in another blank world?"

Su Yuhe was stunned: "I don't know. Everyone is unique, especially the soul... Can you copy the soul?"

"I mean if... if... if a person's body can be cloned, including all her thoughts, including their descendants, the same thoughts are the same..."

"I think if everyone's way of thinking is exactly the same, that society is not perfect and too monotonous... it's equivalent to having only one person in the whole world."

Su Yuhe thought for a while and said, "According to your idea, isn't the small society formed by the two of us more perfect?"

"Have you read a book called "The Gene of Selfishness"? People are born selfish, so there are all kinds of contradictions. But culture and reason can control one's selfishness. There is a saying in the book that is precisely because we can overcome our biological instincts that the value of human thought is further highlighted..."

Fang Yuhao rolled his eyes, "Can people really overcome selfishness? I feel like they are lying to themselves. I guess even the author himself doesn't believe what he said. He just wanted to make this book more popular, so he wrote a few summary that seemed pretty bright at the end."

"Of course, selfishness is for the continuation of life and genes... we cannot think it is completely wrong."

After talking here, Fang Yuhao shook his head, "Okay, let's not talk about this anymore. I'll go to Haidingjie to visit!"

He opened a new space channel and drilled in.

...

In the past few months, Fang Yuhao visited various sects and collected a large number of "Tao techniques".

With the accumulation of large amounts of faith fragments, the main god space has become more and more powerful.

Many Taoist arts can analyze specific loopholes by recording an image with special props and then taking it back to the main god space for quantitative analysis. There is no need for the original Taoist art secrets.

According to Fang Yuhao's current strength, there is nothing good about it, just crush it one by one.

The sea is bounded by the boundary, which is almost the last boundary that the Great Yang Kingdom has never set foot. There is a huge saltwater lake here, with an area of ​​as big as Poyang Lake. When you step into this land, Fang Yuhao smelled a faint salty smell of sea water.

One land raises the other people, and many fishermen are fishing in the lake. Here, a flat fish called "Cangzhang" is produced, which tastes extremely delicious.

There is also a large area of ​​white saline-alkali land on the edge of the lake, which should be a place for salt drying. Because the production of "salt" to various boundaries is extremely rich.

Most importantly, there is also a major sect here - the Haiding Sect, which maintains public order in the entire region.

Fang Yuhao casually found a nearby town to taste the flavored snacks and observe the cultural situation here.

"Waiter, have a plate of fish."

"Okay!"

This steamed "Cangzhang" fish is tender and plump, and tastes a bit like mandarin fish meat, but there are a little more thorns. While eating, Fang Yuhao asked the waiter for the humanities in this area.

This has formed a habit of him.

The total permanent population of this large world is one million. The local government collects taxes according to the population, and each person will receive 3 stones of millet, 2 zhang of silk, and 3 taels of cotton to the government every year. On the 20th day of service, the merchant will calculate separately.

Overall, the tax is still quite high. But compared to the chaos outside, it is like a paradise.

After leaving the hotel, I took a walk around casually.

"Auntie, ask how the Haiding Sect will leave?"

The gray-haired old lady was forking the salted fish with chopsticks, then putting a rope through the fish's mouth and hanging it up to dry.

In order to prevent the flooding of private salt, salted fish is a luxury item. You must report the number of fish to the government and get the salt with the official certificate. All the fishing salts are dyed red to facilitate identification from the salt. Therefore, the whole salted fish hanging is red.

"Young man, are you going to Haiding Site?" The old woman narrowed her eyes and looked at Fang Yuhao. The wrinkles on her face were like hills and valleys. She remembered that her youngest son was working in Haiding Site and couldn't help but smile.

Although her son was just a gift for salted fish, when it comes to talking about it, there was nothing that the elders and villagers didn't dislike it. This also made her feel extremely proud.

"The Haiding Sect will arrive along this official road. It is more than thirty miles away. I asked my son to take you there, just in time to send fish..."

"Thank you so much!"

Unexpectedly, he met a noble man, and Fang Yuhao quickly thanked him with a shy face. He took out a few copper coins from his arms and handed them to the old woman.

"No, no money is charged! I'm going to go anyway." The old woman waved her hand quickly.

It was a very happy thing to be helped by strangers for free. Fang Yuhao accepted this kindness very politely.

After a while, several fishing men drove by donkey carts, including salted fish and live fish in the cargo.

The young man in the lead is the old woman's son.

"Send this guy a ride." The old woman stepped forward and said a few words.

The man quickly agreed. Obviously, he had encountered such a thing before and knew his old mother's personality.

Fang Yuhao didn't have much warning when he stepped onto the donkey cart.

The two chatted together.

"Where is this guy from?"

"The people from Dayue Mountain are already six or seven hundred miles away from here...ah. I heard about the beautiful scenery of mountains and rivers bounded by the sea, so I came to visit it for a specific visit."

"Dayue Mountain?" The capable man was stunned. He had never left the sea to set the boundary. How could he know what Dayue Mountain?

However, this kind of traveling around the world made him envious.

"It's too expensive to travel around the world."

"Just traveling poorly, sleeping in the open air, it's just a matter of worry, no money."

There was no such word "Fuyou" in this era, but if you think about it carefully, you can understand the literal meaning.

Fang Yuhao saw the man’s thoughts, and talked about the strange experiences and experiences of various lands along the way, which made these young people scratch their heads and ears very strange.

"...There are mountain ghosts there? We only have water ghosts here! Several people drowned every year. You said that they are all water-based fishermen, how could they drowned?"

"It is said that if these water ghosts don't catch a substitute, they will not be able to be reincarnated."

Fang Yuhao laughed and said, "There are all mountain ghosts and water ghosts. There are nine-tailed foxes on the mountainside over us, which specializes in eating babies and nine tails. Each fluffy tail can be made into a fox fur coat."

"Nine Tails!" They fell into reverie, how much money can they earn when hunting a nine-tailed fox?

"Where are people who have evil spirits? Do you have that?"

"Of course there are these evil people, every world has them."

Everyone was a little disappointed after talking here.

Fang Yuhao sighed slightly and said, "Although the sea is good, it's a pity that the taxes are slightly higher."

The tax on three stones of grain for each person is equivalent to more than 300 kilograms, which is enough for an adult to eat for eight or nine months.

This tax is much higher than the usual land. Landlords and middle peasants can still pay taxes. After the poor without farmland pays the tax, where can there be something left?

"Oh, the poor who cannot survive can also sign a contract with Haidingpai for sale... After signing the contract with the body, they can still survive."

After saying this, the man shook his head himself.

He muttered again in his heart, but... I don’t know how many hours it takes to do it in a day.

Fang Yuhao smiled. Is this big sect the largest landlord in the world... In fact, it is not just a landlord, but also an "oligarch".

If you think about it carefully, it is normal to think about it. The world's force is the greatest capital. Isn't it a pity that if you don't have capital, it's like a snowball? The result is getting bigger and bigger.

Fang Yuhao had no interest in overthrowing this local force, at least it had made contributions to protecting the people of the country.

As for whether Chen Jianyun and others will overthrow this place in the future, will it be better or worse, that is not what he should be in charge.

The man asked excitedly again: "This brother must have had extraordinary self-defense skills when he came here thousands of miles away. The world is not peaceful. If he doesn't know martial arts and walks a hundred miles away, he might be robbed..."

Fang Yuhao smiled and said, "Martial arts are common, but I have the ability to kill birds. Whoever dares to rob me will hit me..."

As he said that, he waved his finger and a small stone shot out from the tip of his hand!

This time, no Taoist technique was used.

However, his personal attributes at this moment have long been extraordinary. Just using the finger force and arm strength of his fingers, the little stone whistled through the air!

Bang!

A sparrow in the sky suddenly fell like a kite with a string falling down.

"Wow! Good kung fu!"

The savage man shouted, quickly stopped the donkey cart, picked up the dead sparrow, and shouted with joy: "This martial arts is more than enough to be a diner from the Haiding Sect!"

"Yeah yeah!"

"Good kung fu!" The few donkey carts behind also showed envious expressions.

In their opinion, being a disciple of the Haiding Sect and entering the privileged class is already the peak of life that I can't even imagine.

"It's just a small path." Fang Yuhao shook his head with a smile.

Along the way, he taught some skills of throwing darts, hit several sparrows, and shot them perfectly.

In fact, these skills are not of great use even if they are taught. First, throwing darts requires years of practice, and second, talent is required.

But these men still listened with relish. In their opinion, perhaps learning this skill will be a turning point in their life.

Da da da da da da da da da.

The donkey cart walked slowly, and three hours passed quickly, and an extremely prosperous town appeared not far away.

The Haiding Sect was on a mountain not far away.

After saying goodbye to several men, Fang Yuhao climbed the mountain that looked six or seven hundred meters long.

"Stop, who are you?" Climbing halfway up the mountain, there was a small pavilion, and several men in Taoist robes were stationed.

"I want to visit the head of the noble school and learn about martial arts."

"Can there be famous posts?"

"No." Fang Yuhao smiled shyly.

The man in the lead couldn't help but roll his eyes. There were too many such inexplicable people.

Every year, many rural people are confused and confident in being a disciple. But in the end, they are a fighter.

This man is so good that he directly asked to compete with the leader in martial arts. Does he think he is the leader of the martial arts world?

"Sorry, the head of the sect didn't see outsiders."

After thinking about it, he said kindly: "If you want to join the Haiding Sect, you need to participate in the martial arts ceremony in the town at the foot of the mountain... There are thirty or fifty places a year."

Fang Yuhao shook his head, "No, I just want to visit the head of the noble sect and learn about his martial arts."

Looking at the other party's calm expression, he probably wasn't a lunatic, and the man was a little confused.

"Are you really a master?"

He dared not let people go up the mountain randomly, nor did he dare to offend real masters: "This way, if you can beat me, I will go up the mountain to inform you!"

This is a bit clever. If the person who comes can't even defeat him, what kind of martial arts can he compete with the leader?

"Okay." Fang Yuhao nodded.

The two stood there, and the man made an attacking position, but saw Fang Yuhao still standing there, not even pulling out the weapons on his body, as if he wanted him to take action first.

He couldn't help but feel a little angry. No matter how hard he had practiced for more than ten years, he had to give the other party a warning.

Zheng!

The bright long sword quickly pierced out, stabbing Fang Yuhao's heart. This "sword drawing style" was fast and fierce. Of course, he was sure to move the tip of the sword away at the critical moment, so that the opponent could only suffer a little skin injury.

It's approaching!

Fang Yuhao didn't even move.

"Is it a fool?" The man's heart jumped and he quickly wanted to move his sword away.

bite.

A light sound.

A faint red light shone out from both fingers, which had already clamped the sharp tip of the sword.

"Taoism!"

The man twitched violently, but found that the sword in his hand had been firmly controlled...

(ps: The story of the Jiuzhou Realm is about to end soon, and a new story will be started next. We intend to fill out some pitfalls in the real world, such as foreign talent, foreign idealistic world, etc.)

(This book is basically in the middle and late stages, and the original outline has been abandoned for various reasons. It was temporarily changed to the main god construction stream. I wrote it myself, but everyone seemed unhappy to read it. There was no outline and the subscription was too poor, so this book would not be written very long, and it is estimated that it would be 700,000 to 800,000 words.)
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