Fairies just want to lie down

Chapter 423 The Concretization of Individual Power Li Changsheng

on the execution ground.

A simple wooden frame was erected on the street of the vegetable market so that the people below could clearly see the beheading.

There are few entertainment activities for the common people, and because the previous incident was too big, the beheading vegetable market was crowded with people.

This is a barbaric act in modern times, but it is uncommon in the practice world.Even under the rule of immortals, it is difficult to change the nature of the farming society of the human race in the practice world.

Prime Minister Pan Jun's favorite thing to read in his spare time is the history of the practice world. Shenzhou has always had a tradition of learning from history.

The special research institutes organized by the local governments have conducted a comprehensive analysis of the society in the practice world.Among them, Li Changsheng, who is undoubtedly the strongest, has the greatest strength in promoting society.

With his style, it is inevitable if society can be promoted towards civilization.

All saints, whether immortal or not, will promote the progress of society.

There are hundreds of schools of thought in modern times, all kinds of great men in modern times, and there are figures like sword immortals in the world of practice.

When a person is strong enough and exists long enough, it will change from society influencing people to people influencing society.

Modern times are called strongman politics.

The world of practice has made rapid progress, from the slavery of the Zongmen era to the feudal system of the Immortal Era.

After the flood, in the era ruled by immortals, Prime Minister Pan Jun subconsciously fantasized about a modern practice world that is different from technology.

But now it seems that is not the case.

"Insufficient productivity."

The city lord took out the "painting" to sign, and after some sentencing, the knight-errant was pressed to the execution ground, and the executioner stood behind him holding a big knife.

The strong man was covered in blood at this moment, his face was beaten badly, and 10 fingers had already been pinched.Seeing that the people below were terrified and terrified, their awe and fear for the City Lord's Mansion could not be increased.

Anyone in the crowd who knew a little about the law knew that this was an execution that did not comply with the regulations.

First of all, according to the criminal law of Asgard, the death penalty must abide by the three-fold system.The death penalty needs to be reported to the Immortal Palace, the local Immortal Gate, and the City Lord's Mansion.

From top to bottom are the central government, county guards, and local governments.

Even if monks are in charge of the world, they still need to adopt the old method and will not break away from the framework of layer upon layer rule.

Currently only reported to Xianmen.

Among the crowd, a young Taoist and an old Taoist were watching this scene quietly.

The young Taoist priest wore a green shirt, his long hair was simply tied up with strips of cloth, and a little stubble added a bit of vicissitudes to his ordinary facial features.

He said in a calm voice: "I remember that according to the law, it is not allowed to be used. If a prisoner is injured in prison, the jailer and the highest responsible person will be held accountable."

The laws of today's era have extremely simple and clear explanations for killing people, but they are extremely strict in terms of operation. The punishments practiced by the previous mortal dynasties have all been abolished.

The old Taoist priest next to him was wearing the costumes of the Shangqing Palace, with blue clouds embroidered on the white Taoist robe, his face was old with some age spots, and his silver hair showed the vicissitudes of the years.

He replied bluntly: "Sir, they will say that they were injured before being imprisoned. This kind of thing cannot be verified, and it is also difficult to supervise. Even if you erect another 1 steles, you will not be able to control people's hearts."

The two were Li Changsheng and Qingxuan, the ones who really stood at the top.

Li Changsheng asked: "What do you think the problem is?"

Taoist Qingxuan thought for a while, and then replied: "Tianzhou has too many people, food is scarce, and land resources are scarce. If Kyushu is restored to its previous appearance, the land cultivated can fully satisfy the powerful."

"As long as the society is rich enough, those in power will start to sympathize with the weak. In the past, aristocratic families were all about prestige. They would help the victims of disasters for the sake of people's livelihood, and they would also exempt tenant farmers from rent in disasters."

Only when the society is rich can kindness be allowed to exist.

Qingxuan has ruled the world for more than 1000 years. Although it is said that Buddhism, Shangqing Palace, and Moon Palace take turns sitting in the manor, only Shangqing Palace truly rules the world.The other two Buddhist sects like to guide people to be good, and often donate money to help the poor.And the Moon Palace is to fight corruption to make money, and build a spiritual library by the way.

Issues concerning the mortal dynasty and the common people were under the control of the Qing Palace.

"You mean, I still have to look at their faces?" The young man looked sideways, his eyes as deep as a long river, flowing for thousands of years.

"The Immortal Elder doesn't need to look at anyone's face, but if he wants to rule the world, he must balance all parties." Qingxuan showed hesitation. He didn't want to talk to the Immortal Elder like this, but he had to say it when he thought of his own life.

Because the fairy head is more and more pursuing perfection, but the world is cloudy and sunny.

"This world has always been like this, it's just a matter of severity, and the people of the prosperous age are just two lashes less. You have seen and heard more than me, and you should know that compromise is inevitable. It's just that the Immortal Palace did not directly rule the world before, so there was room for retreat, but now there is no more."

"History is like a wheel, but it rolls back."

At this point, the execution on the stage had already begun.

After the city lord finished reading the evidence, he put it back on the desk with both hands, and slapped the gavel suddenly.

"Criminal Wei Yichao! Lawless, killing people in the street, the nature is bad, can you plead guilty?"

According to the law, even death row inmates can appeal for grievances if they agree at the beginning of the execution preparations, and they can also appeal again.But the law is dead, but people are alive, and no one will abide by that broken stone tablet.

The Jianghu knight's eyes were broken, and when he heard "you can plead guilty" in a dazed expression, he didn't know where a trace of strength rose from.

He looked up at the city lord who was dressed in fine clothes, spit bloody saliva on the ground, and said, "I recognize your mother."

The voice was weak, but the city lord and the people of Xianmen could hear it very clearly.

There was no anger on their expressions, only the usual indifference.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, the city advocate said: "The prisoner has pleaded guilty, will your lord execute the sentence?"

The monk of Xianmen didn't nod or shake his head, but closed his eyes slightly.

This is also a tacit consent.

"Execution!"

With an order, the executioner raised the butcher's knife high, and the shining blade reflected a cold light in the sun.

It reflects the terrified eyes of thousands of people and the slightly upturned corners of the mouths of dignitaries.

Li Changsheng didn't make a move. He watched good people being wronged, the law being trampled on, and the world he and his old friends tried their best to keep was being ravaged.

He is giving Xianmen a chance, and he is also giving other dignitaries a chance.

In this unreasonable beheading, as long as one person shakes his head, as long as one person says he wants to report to the Immortal Palace, no one will dare to behead his head.

Boom!
He raised the knife and dropped the sharp blade, and slashed heavily on the back of the Jianghu knight-errant's neck.Everyone's expressions tensed at this moment, their pupils contracted, and they stared intently at the severed head.

Bang!

There was a crisp sound, and the broken blade flew into the air and plunged straight into the soil.

The executioner held a broken knife and stared wide-eyed at the intact nape of the neck.

"what?!"

The city lord suddenly stood up, looking at this scene with disbelief.

Everyone present also stared wide-eyed, with astonishment written all over their faces, they were monks sent by Xianmen.

The expected blood spatter did not happen.

A figure stepped out from the crowd, leaped lightly, and landed on the execution platform like a feather, standing in front of the bruised prisoner.

An ordinary man came into view, his eyes were light, his appearance and clothes were not outstanding, but he just stood there as if everything in the world was in his arms.

Everyone's expressions were still stunned, and they couldn't recognize who the person in front of them was.

Because Li Changsheng didn't like to keep portraits, let alone enshrined by others, so as not to be troubled by incense.Therefore, it is forbidden to build temples for immortals in Xiangong, and only private individuals are allowed to worship.

One has no real name, and the other has no idol.

Just relying on a false name, it is difficult to produce incense.

Only the person from the Immortal Sect got up suddenly, and when he saw Li Changsheng's face clearly, a chill went straight to his head, and he slumped on the ground.

The teeth chattered constantly, and the six gods were at a loss.

Such an appearance naturally attracted the attention of others. Observing words and emotions is a basic skill in officialdom.The dignitaries noticed the almost bloodless dead faces of the people from the Xianmen, and an ominous premonition welled up in their hearts.

Could this be some powerful senior?

But I haven't seen anyone from the Immortal Palace for more than ten years, so why are you here today?
The concept of time is the biggest obstacle for immortals. Ten years is not a long time for Immortal Palace, but it is enough for ordinary people to replace old ones with new ones.

Li Changsheng glanced at the crowd present from the corner of his eye. The oldest person was only 80 years old. The monk who came out of that sect was Foundation Establishment, and he was over 70 years old.

And I have not been down to earth for 50 years.

He is studying how to change the laws of heaven and earth, how to turn Tianzhou into a paradise.In order to allow rainwater to come from the East China Sea, the Fairy Palace moved more than a dozen mountains and dug a million square meters of land to artificially create a valley of wind and rain.

Send water vapor to Tianzhou, which is at least 3 kilometers above sea level.

The knight-errant raised his head with difficulty, his face was bruised and purple, and his eye sockets were swollen and painful, making him unable to see who came.

Immediately afterwards, a wide palm was placed on his head, and a gust of warm wind blew in, and all the pain disappeared in this instant.

The blurred vision of the strong man returned to his eyes, and it was bright. He saw an ordinary face with tired eyes and a little stubble on his chin.

The smile is gentle and the voice is flat.

"Son, I acquit you."

The strong man froze for a few seconds and asked:
"Dare to ask, but the real immortal?"

He didn't recognize Li Changsheng, but there was some kind of mysterious conviction somewhere.

Li Changsheng nodded and said, "It's me."

As soon as the words fell, the eyes of the 40- and [-]-year-old men were filled with enthusiasm, and the men who were tougher than iron were crying.

The celestial beings who held high the mountains to open the way for the people back then can also pacify the aristocratic and powerful families now.

"WooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooOrmortals! Now that aristocratic families are running rampant and oppressing the people, all 36 cities in the world are forbidden by aristocratic families!"

"Yundong has a daughter, Fang Fang is 14 years old. Cardamom Nianhua was robbed in the street and raped on the corner of the street."

"There are children in Tianhua, and those who are beautiful and delicious will be sent to the Chunfeng Tower for people to enjoy."

"People are slaves, officials are swords..."

The sound was shrill, and everyone who heard it was frightened.

"I beg the immortal to uphold justice for us!"

Tens of thousands of people knelt down one after another behind them, many of them covered their faces and wept, and the whole city was filled with crying for a while.

When hearing the word "immortal", all the grievances that the common people have suffered on a daily basis cannot be overwhelmed, even the hard man's eyes are red.

People can't hide their grievances in front of their close relatives, and children always cry to their father habitually.

Li Changsheng has no offspring, but Liming people in the world, hundreds of millions of people are all raised by him.

The word "immortal", after thousands of years of evolution, has already carved a deep imprint on the human race.

At this moment, the faces of all the people including the city lord were pale.

Li Changsheng raised his hand, and everyone on the high platform was grabbed by an invisible force, and fell heavily onto the execution platform, their heads were bleeding and their teeth were broken.

"The poor Taoist asked you, are there any common people?"

They knelt down in front of Li Changsheng like a dead dog, and the indifferent voice made them tremble even more.

The so-called status, dignity, and strength all vanished.

In front of this mediocre man, no one can be superior to others.

After a long time, no one dared to respond.

He didn't even have the courage to lie in front of Li Changsheng.

"The world is dirty again."

Li Changsheng waved his sleeve, and the sky thunder fell and disappeared.

Death is like a lamp going out, and all their interpretation and prestige are gone with the wind at this moment.

"Xiaoqi, pass on my order to thoroughly investigate the world. An official is not benevolent to the barbarian clan, and a thorough investigation within the three clans, and those who violate the law will also be killed without mercy."

"If you don't have enough to eat, you will feed the common people, so you don't need to feed them."

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The screen turns.

Prime Minister Pan Jun saw that the Immortal Palace was cracking down on corrupt officials like the recent government. Similar measures have been taken throughout the dynasties.Sometimes it is to achieve certain political goals, sometimes it is to suppress hostile forces, and sometimes it is purely to clean up internal forces.
But without exception, no one can eradicate corruption indiscriminately.

But Immortal Palace truly treats everyone equally, even if a certain Tianjiao, a disciple of Nascent Soul who was trained as the master, commits a crime, he will not be able to escape the fate of being killed in the end.

Yuanying Da Neng went to intercede, but was struck to death by a thunderbolt.

The world was so silent, and no one voiced any objection.

The Immortal is like a giant who is up to the sky, where he walks on the ground, there is no voice of opposition.

One year later, Asgard.

Prime Minister Pan Jun stood on the fairy palace made of white jade, mixed among the many spiritual powers.Many Nascent Soul Golden Core monks bowed their heads respectfully, but he was the only one who was still standing.

Taoist Qingxuan conjured up a thick roster and handed it to Prime Minister Pan Jun. He felt his eyes spinning just by looking at it.

It's not that there's something wrong with the roster, but that the contents inside are creepy.

5 people, 5 people were executed within a year, and almost the entire ruling class of the human race was changed, only the middle and lower classes remained.

Daoist Qingxuan also said before that it depends on the face of the person. After a year, these people will all be sent away by the immortal.

If this is placed on other people, the script will be excessive reduction of feudal clans, local rebellions, and chaos in the world.Even in modern times, temples dare not really impress people like this, and don't give them any way to survive.

But the immortal doesn't need to pay attention to this point, no one can stop the people he wants to kill, and no one opposes what he wants to do.

Moreover, these prisoners were all personally interrogated by immortals, which means that the possibility of misjudgment is extremely small, and everyone is guilty.

Why is there such a high interrogation efficiency?

Qing Xuan seemed to see what he was thinking, and explained: "These 5 people were indeed interrogated by the Immortal Elder himself. The Immortal Elder's Taoism is enough for all purposes, even for all purposes, and the time spent on the interrogation is only one month."

"If the Immortal Chief thinks, he alone can support the operation of the entire society. So don't take yourself too seriously in front of the Immortal Elder, stay humble, and remain in awe."

"An immortal can be the way of heaven alone."

Hearing this, Prime Minister Pan Jun looked up.

An unremarkable young man sat on the jade platform, his eyes were full of the universe, and he tapped the white jade table with his fingertips, and every subtle sound beat everyone's heartbeat.

He looked down at the people below the stage faintly, and asked:
"How long can it last after this one? Ten years, 50 years, or 100 years? It doesn't matter. The life of the poor is very long, and the poor are not too troublesome."

All the immortals bowed their heads, not daring to answer, and so did Prime Minister Pan Jun.

This sentence is for the world at that time, and it is also for the world today.

Because immortals live in today's world.

After the fear in Prime Minister Pan Jun's heart reached the extreme, he did not panic because of it, but dissipated quickly, and what remained was a kind of calm.

Today he finally understands what is a living immortal and what is Li Changsheng.

What Daoist Qingxuan wants the temple to see is not "immortals are kind-hearted", but to make them realize what they are facing.

This is not a person, but a fairy.

The concretization of the ultimate individual mighty power.

People compromise with reality, and reality compromises with immortals.

(End of this chapter)