brother is right

Chapter 258
Song Yin's voice resounded throughout the city, and exploded in the ears of mortals in the city, like thunder, which shocked people's hearts.

Everyone stared blankly at the fairy above who was bound by the white air like a prisoner. He didn't digest the meaning of it for a while, but stayed there.

Song Yin was not in a hurry, but stretched out his hand, and the encyclopedia fell on his hand.

"Book, tell me about Quan Caizong."

The book was automatically flipped open, staying on one page, and when Song Yin had a feeling, the information in it appeared.

[Quan Caizong, a sect that uses the power of ordinary people to set prices as a means of practice. 】

To put it simply, there are not too many, and the number of people is not even revealed.

But Song Yin knew what it meant.

If it does not appear, it means that the sect is extremely large, so large that the number of people does not appear.

And that pricing power
Don't think about it, just look at Song Yin and you will understand.

He stretched out his hand and flew out pieces of paper from the suspended grain mountain. With just a glance, he saw that it was the property deed.

"The power of pricing. Do you monopolize the needs of mortals? Then use strange means to let mortals fall into it, so as to cultivate, it is really evil!" Song Yin's eyes turned cold.

He looked at these silent Qi refiners, and said, "Where is the person from the Quancai sect?"

"No, I don't know"

Seen by Song Yin's eyes, they have no intention of hiding, they always feel that they can be burned clean by the hot exercise brought by these eyes in the next moment, it is not only the burning of the body, but also the pain of the soul.

"We really don't know. The person from the Quan Caizong just made an appointment with his senior brother. When the time comes, he will come to take over the city. It must be soon. Daxian, please let me go, I will help you find the Quan Caizong, you Let me go!" one of them yelled, scratching his neck.

His body wanted to tremble uncontrollably, but under the restraint of white qi, he couldn't even tremble instinctively.

"Great, Daxian. You mean, leave the life and death of this group of people to us?"

The mortals below finally digested what Song Yin said before, and one of the mortals boldly asked upwards.

"That's it, life and death are up to you!"

"But Great Immortal, we can't take the crime of killing an immortal. It's better for the Immortal to make decisions on his own." Another mortal said submissively.

These words woke up many mortals with killing intent in their eyes, showing fear.

That's right, they can't bear the crime of killing an immortal.

At that time, these great immortals will pat their asses away, but they have lived here for generations, so they will be liquidated.

Even if people will stay here, who would dare to bear the crime of killing an immortal?That immortal's method is formidable.

Song Yin's voice exploded again, like thunder in the ears of mortals.

"You guys make up your mind, let's do it! As long as it harms mortals, we will not allow it! As long as it is detrimental to mortals, we will solve it!"

"Immortals are made by mortals. We are no different from you. If you attack you, you will attack us!"

"No need to worry about anything, we will do what you dare to do, and we will help you do what you dare not do!"

"My Golden Immortal Sect is a sect that helps the world and saves people, and it is also the agent of mortals! The purpose of our existence is to clear out these evil ways, and give you back without kneeling or begging, and relying on your own labor. Live in the world!!"

"This is the contract between our Golden Immortal Sect and you and other mortals! And you mortals are protected by our Golden Immortal Sect!!"

The sound was not only loud, but also penetrated into the hearts of mortals.

"I am!!"

In front of a house in the distance, a middle-aged man staggered out, knelt down in front of the house, and stared at the disciples of the silent door with bare eyes in the sky above.

He is one of the people who work on their own, obediently working in the city, and the gold and silver they earn from the food they grow are enough to feed their food and clothing in the past, but these immortals make them have no food to eat, even if they save all the gold and silver that they worked so hard to save. After using it, the food obtained is only a little sporadic.

In the future, the money will be even more useless, and the whole city will not be able to buy food.

In the end, his son, who was only a few years old, was starved to death.

But his wife, unable to stand the stimulus, hanged herself.

It's not that I didn't want to leave, but the immortal said that there are monsters everywhere outside the city, even if you are lucky and don't meet any monsters, you can still see bandits.

Many people have not come back because they went to other cities to buy food. They were either buried in the devil's mouth or died at the hands of bandits.

The root of all this is them!

It's because they don't allow themselves to have food. Obviously there is so much food, and they can live as long as they are given a little!
They have listened enough to the fairy, and they will do whatever the fairy tells them to do.

why!
Why not let them live!

The middle-aged man's eyes were bloodshot, he raised his head and shouted, clenched his fists, and roared, "Kill them!"

"Kill them!!"

The sound was not only made by him, but the roars of mortals were heard from all over the city.

Their situations are all the same, some old mothers starve to death, some children starve to death, all of them are powerless and can only watch others die alive in front of them.

The powerlessness of mortals is vividly reflected at this moment.

If there is no Song Yin
"Kill them! Kill them! Kill them!!!"

Throughout the city, the shouts of mortals shook the heavens and the earth, even if they didn't listen attentively, the voices could spread throughout the entire city.

Wang Qi was clenching his fists tightly, his eyes widened, his chest heaved, and his breathing through his nose was obviously unstable.

Starvation everywhere, he has seen, he has experienced.

So he was more touched by this matter.

What is the difference between these vocal and silent doors and the people in the restaurant? !

The difference is that he didn't have a senior brother at that time, but this group of mortals...they did!
"I'm going to fuck my brother!"

Wang Qizheng stared fiercely at Zhang Feixuan and Gao Sishu at this time, gritted his teeth, "I'll admit it even if I'm dead!!"

Zhang Feixuan fanned a folding fan, and stood upright, "A real man was born between heaven and earth, he should have the ambition to rise to the top of the clouds, do it!"

Immortals help mortals!

If at that time, when their home was flooded, there were brothers there.
That picture is so beautiful that it can only appear in a dream.

But now, someone appeared on their behalf!

They are not mortals anymore, this is true, they have lived for four or fifty years, and although their appearance has not diminished, it is undeniable that they are not mortals, they have to admit it.

But mortals are everywhere!

How different are these mortals from them!

Gao Sishu's eyes fluctuated even more, he lowered his head, and uttered the word 'um' heavily.

Back then on the battlefield, if you met your brother
That too would be different.

Gao Sishu is a selfish person, but at this moment, he can do something for ordinary people.

Think of it as doing things for your former self!
The restlessness of the mortals caused the disciples of the Silent Sect to be taken aback for a moment, and then showed a look of extreme fear.

In their eyes, mortals are not human beings, only disciples of their sects and practitioners can be regarded as human beings.

But now, non-human beings are clamoring to kill them.

"Great Immortal, please forgive me!!" Some people begged for mercy.

"You are an evil way! You will not have a good time! People in the world will not let you go!" Some people were threatening by gnashing their teeth.

"If people in the world are like you, I will not let them go!"

Song Yin snorted coldly and shook his five fingers, "Kill!"

The white air rose up, causing these evil spirits to let out extremely shrill screams, and gradually melted and decomposed in the white air, leaving no burnt ashes.

(End of this chapter)