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Chapter 299 The trace reappears

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    Qin Yi always feels that the thinking here is very close to what Liusu once encouraged him to do.

    ?? Could it be that the people here are all Liusu¡¯s disciples

    "Maybe not, it's just the pursuit of transcending rules and transcending cages. This is actually the commonality of all kinds of immortality. Chinese monks also have the same pursuit.  It's just that it's particularly highlighted here. Even mortals are influenced by such an atmosphere. Mortals think so, and monks are even more unscrupulous.

    What¡¯s interesting is that they are also divided into good and evil. In their unrestrained commonality, they still have the knowledge of good and evil.

    The so-called following my heart, what is my heart?  Every "I" is different.

    ???????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????: It seems quite cute, but Qin Yi can fully imagine how chaotic this place can be without the constraints of the "iron law".

    "Do you have a mortal kingdom?"

    "It cannot exist." The waiter said: "It existed before, but then it disappeared."

    "How did it die?"

    "Why do I have to tell you? Are you going to buy something?"

    "" Qin Yi took out an ingot of gold.

    The waiter took the gold and stopped talking.

    Qin Yi: "?"

    The waiter said: "You give me gold and I'll take it. I don't have to answer any questions you ask me."

    Qin Yi didn¡¯t know whether to laugh or cry: ¡°Then what do you have to do to be willing to answer?¡±

    "I can answer if I want to. If I don't want to answer, I won't. Are you going to bite me?"

    Qin Yi is really angry and funny. I used to think that although it was weird, we could still communicate. Now I realize that there is really no "reason" to explain.

    Qin Yi hooked his hand, and the gold turned into a golden phoenix, flew out of Xiao Er's pocket, and fell back into his hand.

    "Isn't this bullying you?" Qin Yi smiled: "I will give it if I want to, and I won't give it if I don't want to."

    The waiter¡¯s eyes widened and he realized that Qin Yi was not an ordinary monk.

    Originally, relying on the iron law that "monks cannot bully mortals", the other party could not rob him of the gold he had collected. It would be very troublesome to go to arbitration. Most monks did not have such leisurely time, and most of them considered themselves unlucky.  But Qin Yi's arbitrary changes seemed to be something he hadn't seen very often here. At least it was difficult for ordinary Qin Xin monks to achieve it. Occasionally, there were "big shots" who were very smart, and he couldn't even see them when he looked up

    He immediately changed his expression and said with an apologetic smile: "My dear sir, I have something to say. As long as you give me gold, I will answer whatever you ask."

    "The so-called disorder is still taking advantage of the rules." Qin Yi smiled: "I hope it's just a mortal. If the monks also say that disorder is meaningless, but actually take advantage of the rules, it would be really boring. They are just a person.  It¡¯s just a place with special rules, what¡¯s the point of being detached?¡±

    Laughter came from inside: "Fellow Taoist, why don't you come in and talk?"

    Qin Yi said casually: "When it comes to orderliness inside and outside, and talk about the superiority and inferiority of immortals and mortals, come out and talk if you want."

    Liusu looked sideways in the stick, and suddenly felt that Qin Yi was very suitable for this place.

    There was laughter all the way inside, and a shopkeeper with a goatee walked outside and said with a smile: "Fellow Taoist, are you from the north?"

    Qin Yi said deliberately: "According to your routine, shouldn't it be said that it is the south? The west? The east?"

    The shopkeeper laughed dumbly: "We talk about disorder in order to break free from the shackles, not to cause trouble for ourselves. You talk about the west and he talks about the east. In the end, no one knows who is talking about where. This is just looking for trouble, and it is not our intention.  Desire."

    Qin Yi nodded and said with a smile: "So the reason why you differentiate between inside and outside is also for convenience. Don't you pay attention to the separation between immortals and mortals?"

    "That's it. Regardless of whether you are an immortal, we all have a common goal, which is to move towards convenience, not to live more and more tired. This is why we don't want to follow the rules, and this is why we follow the rules. They are all for the same purpose.  That¡¯s all.¡±

    "This is a safe zone inside the city. What if it's outside?" Qin Yi pointed to the outside of the city: "It sounds good, but I think the mortals here don't dare to leave the city at all. Otherwise, those who scolded the monks may not be alive if they go out.  "

    The shopkeeper looked at him very strangely: "Why should those who scold a monk be retaliated against?"

    Qin Yi also asked him in a very strange way: "You are scolded like the wind blowing on your face. Are you so highly educated?"

    "You can say whatever you want. Just behave yourself. Who are you disgusting with?"

    Qin Yi: ""

    The shopkeeper seemed to be interested too: "Hey, don't you think that's disgusting? You guys have"What day is it"

    Qin Yi¡¯s lips moved for a long time, and he didn¡¯t know how to answer.

    It took him a long time to ask: "Who is your city lord?"

    "Without the city lord, the Qianshan Loose Cultivators Alliance covers this place and can live casually. If the monks want to recruit disciples or find people to do odd jobs, they have a place to look for them. For other things, they don't need to worry about other people's affairs. The city lord is responsible for it.  Well?"

    "No one manages it? What about taxes and stuff like that?"

    "Tax? What is that?"

    "Then if everyone throws things everywhere and the ground becomes a mess within a few days, who will care?"

    "Any matter that a monk can solve with just a raise of his handif you're used to it, just stay there. If you're not used to it, you can solve it by yourself. Please stay here?"

    "¡­¡­Fine."

    Complete anarchic liberalism, with only a monk alliance covering the basic rules of "doing no harm to mortals", and nothing else.

    What a weird place.

    "Then why do you monks want to live with mortals? Do you want anything?"

    "They don't live together either. Most of the monks are still in the nearby Lingshan Mountain. They come to the city when they have something to do. This city was originally a small market formed spontaneously by nearby casual monks to exchange some things and so on. Later, it became a place where people were hired to take care of it.  , gradually flourished, and then the people who invited married and had children and had offspring, and even the casual cultivators themselves had offspring who were unable to practice, so wouldn't there be many mortals living together?"

    "" Qin Yi stared straight at his head, his head still hurting a little.  From a common sense understanding, settlements with clear power differences will inevitably lead to resource bias, distinction between high and low, and form class oppression.  But this inherent knowledge may not make sense here. Their ideas are rather weird. Even the basics of practice are openly sold. Everyone practices together. I don¡¯t know what¡¯s going on

    ??If we continue to explore the specific social model, we may not be able to understand it for a while, and it is very likely that it is only like this in this city, and it will be another template in other cities. After all, the entire "continent" is chaotic, and it should not be a unified model.  So it¡¯s better to stop asking too many questions, otherwise it will be endless.

    Twenty days can pass by in the blink of an eye. I am not here to travel or do social research. I just need a general understanding.

    So he asked: "Does the shopkeeper have any elixirs or medicinal materials here? Let me see if there is anything I need."

    The shopkeeper smiled and said: "Then it's a coincidence that you are here. There happens to be a great alchemist here today"

    Before he finished speaking, a big man stumbled in from outside, carrying a bloody man on his back: "Is there an alchemist here today? My friend is seriously injured, please help!"

    Qin Yi followed the two of them into the inner room. Turning left was an alchemy room, where an old Taoist priest was sitting making alchemy.  It's not right to say he's a Taoist priest, because it was the first time Qin Yi saw someone's Taoist robe and he painted a smiley face on it with a pen

    The big man put down his friend on his back and said hurriedly: "Hurry and see if he can be saved?"

    This tone of begging for help was also drunk. Qin Yi remained silent and waited to see what the Taoist priest said.

    The Taoist priest did not feel dissatisfied at all. He carefully examined the injured person and said in a deep voice: "Did this person suffer from the Yin Sha Kung of the Xuan Yin Sect?"

    "So it's Yin Sha Gong?" The big man said happily: "Since you recognize it, does it mean it can be saved?"

    "Yes." The Taoist priest pointed at the big man himself: "Go to Xuanyin Sect and take a Yangji Kung Fu. Then make peace with him, and both of you will be fine."

    The big man¡¯s expression changed: ¡°How is this possible!¡±

    The Taoist priest waved his hand: "If you don't want to, forget it, leave him here, I will study it slowly, maybe there are other ways."

    The big man hesitated for a moment, and then said: "I will also go to Xuanyin Sect to see if there is an antidote."

    Not long after the big man left, the injured man was massaged by a Taoist priest and woke up: "Where is Brother Zhang?"

    "He could have saved you, but he didn't agree because of the danger. This kind of person is not worth dealing with."

    The injured man gnashed his teeth and said: "So he is such a person"

    Qin Yi looked into his spiritual consciousness speechlessly. He originally wanted to see if he could save people, but when he looked into his spiritual consciousness, his expression suddenly changed.

    "What Yin Sha Gong? Why does this hair stuck on the heart veins look so like Meng Qingying's tarsal maggot?"  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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