Demon Court King City

Taiyi is processing official documents in the mansion.

As his reform advances, he is impeached and threatened.

Although there were a large number of powerful and powerful followers of his reforms, he transformed from a slave owner to a factory owner or a manor owner, and gained a lot of wealth in the demon court after the reform, there were also many powerful and powerful who could not turn around and regarded him as a life-and-death enemy.

The status of the demon court is distinguished by bloodline, which means that these powerful classes often mean higher cultivation and stronger combat power. Such a huge force cannot resist based on his current strength of a demigod.

At the court meeting not long ago, Qingluan also mentioned that he would be elected as the Heavenly Official.

The position of the Heavenly Official is similar to that of the Prime Minister of the Human Race. With the support of Qingluan, it almost means the actual controller of the demon race, and this time it has established more enemies for him.

Although he is powerful at this moment, he is like a person walking along the cliff in the dark, he will fall into the abyss if he accidentally falls into the abyss.

Once he takes a wrong step, he will inevitably become the target of public criticism and be cut into pieces by the powerful and powerful class who are fighting back.

In such a dangerous situation, he felt very excited!

Everyone has different points of happiness. Since he broke through the dangerous fog outside the Taoist temple, he has gradually become obsessed with the pleasure of dancing to the tip of the knife and taking chestnuts from the fire.

Wealth is a dangerous place.

Just as Taiyi was reading the official documents, a servant rolled and crawled open the door and ran in.

"What's wrong?"

Taiyi asked gently, although the outside world had spread rumors and slandering him, no one could find black spots in his character and private life. He had no wife or lover, and never went to the streets and alleys. He treated Shangguan neither humble nor arrogantly, and treated his subordinates like spring breeze. He looked almost a moral perfection.

"Sir, outside...outside..."

The servant staggered and said stammeringly.

"Slow down, drink water, don't worry..."

Too together, I handed the teapot containing tea to the servant, then flashed and walked out of the house.

He followed Shangqing to learn for several months, and naturally learned some martial arts and body skills.

His actions were flowing and he looked calm and composed, as if the collapse of the world would not affect him.

But the moment he walked out of the door, his face faded as if it was carved on it and it was unchanged, turning into a brief shock.

A huge phantom was reflected in his pupils, and it was a majestic young man in green.

"teacher···"

Taiyi whispered softly.

However, the phantom in the sky did not respond to him, but calmly glanced around and spoke slowly.

"I am creating the Jie Sect in Biyou Palace today. Jie Sect is a glimmer of hope.

People in the world, no matter their wealth, no matter their wealth, no matter their age, sincerely recite "Seeking the Tao of Biyou Palace" in their hearts, can come to Biyou Palace for a glimmer of hope.

All ordinary people can reach the sky!

Starting today, my name is the leader of Tongtian!”

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Demon Court, Winter City

"Are you pigs? Do you have the strength? Do it? Let me do it quickly. Haven't you eaten today? I've eaten more and done less. I wonder why the master raises you, the group of pigs."

A long whip slashed through the air and made a loud noise. The angry man stood at the door and scolded loudly.

The loud sound of the machine quickly overshadowed the man's harsh curse, and thin "people" were walking through the roaring machine.

This is an expensive spinning machine imported from the human race. It can spin the cotton in the manor into exquisite cotton yarns, which will bring profits that ordinary people will never spend in their lifetimes to the nobles who opened this spinning mill.

And these figures that shuttle between machines, like reed poles, are the slaves of the nobles behind this cotton mill. Of course, they now have a nice name, called the Workers.

These workers need to manually move the spindles of the coarse cotton yarn spinning on the machine to the machine for spinning fine cotton yarn. These spindles are fixed in a huge box and weigh hundreds of pounds. Even the demon clan with a physical fitness far exceeds that of the human race requires a lot of effort to move.

In fact, in the human race, these things are done by automated machines, but for spinning mill owners, automated production lines are too expensive and far less expensive than these flesh and blood machines.

They are all the lowest-level demon races, and many of them are descendants of the demon races and demon races. Although they can naturally transform, their bloodlines are already extremely thin.

In the demon clan, weak is original sin. They are the property of the powerful and the untouchables who can deprive their lives at will.

Xiaoling's body is a huge sea turtle. After many generations of reproduction, her bloodline has become very thin. Even if it turns into the body, she is just a larger animal. Even in the family, she is the one who is bullied.

Because her bloodline is the weakest, she is destined to be unable to become stronger in the demon clan with only bloodline theory. So everyone bullies her, and even her parents dislike her and sell her to the nobles as a "permanent worker."

But even after entering the noble factory, she could not carry the heavy objects that were far beyond her ability limit. In the first few days, she tried her best to maintain it. But today she suffered from a severe cold and no longer had the strength to move the huge metal boxes.

After moving several boxes with difficulty, huge dizziness hit her brain. The feeling of powerlessness caused by a severe cold made her unable to move her body. She carefully glanced at the discipline not far away, leaned slowly on the box, and wanted to take a rest quietly.

She gasped heavily, and took advantage of this short time to recover her strength.

"What are you doing?!"

The phantom of the long whip slid across the sky, accompanied by an angry shout, rolled up the girl leaning against the box and threw it outside the door, "You know how to be lazy? The master gave you food and drink, is it for you to be lazy? Pig trick! Let me wake up with the wind outside."

Everyone was startled by this sudden change, but when they turned their heads, they saw the fierce gaze of the disciplined god, so they carefully turned back.

But the factory was even more silent, and the never-tiring spinning machine was rotating, making a roar.

They are just weak slaves, and the life and death of slaves can never be decided by themselves.

It was already winter at this moment, and white snow covered the ground at the entrance of the factory. The girl with dry hair and a pale face and thin skin fell into the snow. The snow had already disappeared from her body.

It was as dry as if the fingers of an old tree were stretched out from the snow. She tried hard to get up, and the bone-breaking cold had already invaded her body. She moved her body little by little, trying to move back to the warm room.

The disciplinary, who was standing at the door, looked at her, "Bah, pigs, beast-like things."

A huge long whip streaked across the sky, rolled her up again, and threw her into the snow farther away.

This time, she fell heavily into the thicker snow on her back.

She no longer had more strength and could only lie in the snow and look up at the bright and white sky.

She is not smart enough and has no strong bloodline. She is just the most ordinary person. Her fate has long been destined when she was born. She is a mortal, a mortal who is even a bit bad.

In fact, her parents, her brothers and sisters, their bloodlines are not much stronger than her, and they are also struggling to live in this world.

She was about to die, but she didn't feel desperate, because she had never had hope. From the time she was born, she was told the truth of her bloodline. She could never become stronger and would always be just a lowest level untouchable.

If this world is so dark, why should people like her be born?

She also wants to become stronger, have strength, and want to make her parents look at her with admiration. She doesn't want to be a slave. She wants to live, live well, and live like a dignified person.

At the age of sixteen, a fantasy that had never been seen before in the past sixteen years actually poured into her mind one after another when she was about to die.

She has no desire for princes, generals and ministers, nor has she dreamed of becoming a nobleman. She just wants to live and live well.

Just think about it, hard work will pay off.

But in this world, I don’t even want to give her the opportunity to work hard.

Her vision gradually blurred, and a huge illusory figure appeared under the snow-white sky.

He seemed to have said something, but she didn't hear it clearly. She just vaguely heard a sentence...

All mortals can reach the sky...

Can mortals really reach the sky?

Will this world really be willing to give mortals one, will you get a chance to repay if you work hard?

I'm dreaming, I'm dying, I'll really dream...

Only when people dream, will they think about these things...

She raised her hand from the snow with difficulty, as if she wanted to seize the illusory dream.

Seeking the way to the Biyou Palace

The silver brilliance wrapped around the girl's dry body and turned into a brilliance, rushing towards the direction where the sun rose along with countless brilliances in the sky.

——

"Sir," the servant holding the teapot rushed to Taiyi's side, looking up at the gradually dissipating phantom in the sky and the endless silver light heading towards the east, "Is this?"

"There is no difference in religion, and the world is about to change." Taiyi sighed and turned his head to look at the servant, "I will go out. If your highness sends someone to ask, you will say that there is something in my family and you will return in half a month."

After saying that, he also turned into a ray of light, chasing the silver light.

It’s not that he doesn’t want to use “Biyou Palace to seek the Tao” to go to Biyou Palace, but that he has tried it. He can’t do it. This spell is only useful for those who seek the Tao devoutly.

Only think of the Taoist heart, not the origin.

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Human race·Linshan City

In an elegant and glorious lecture hall, a middle-aged man with a majestic face sat at the lecture, closing his eyes and pondering.

"Teacher! Shangqing Master Uncle...he..."

A pretty boy of fifteen or sixteen ran in anxiously from outside the lecture hall.

"I already know."
To be continued...