I can't live forever, so I have to reincarnate infinitely

Chapter 58
Du Youqian was silent for a long time.

He's not stupid, since the middle and upper echelons of the sect knew about it, they even acquiesced to Qingtian's little trick of hating Haizong in Wenzhe City.

He also knew of the existence of the Wei Wenmeng, but did not take any measures.

At least not on the surface of the measures.

Then the position of the Chongxuan sect is already very clear.

——Do your best to avoid direct conflict with Qing Tian Hate Hai Zong.

Even if Qing Tian hated Hai Zong for making small moves in his own blessed land, he still turned a blind eye.

The purpose of these actions of Qingtian Hate Haizong is probably to search for precious population resources with spiritual roots.

During the conversation with Lin Sha last night, Du Youqian learned about it.

As a second-class sect, the Qingtian Hate Sea Sect is different from the orthodox sect, even the disciples with the lowest spiritual roots will be accepted.

Because Momen talks about the law of the jungle, and the winner takes all.

Poor spiritual roots, it is not that there is no chance of enlightenment, as long as one is patient, ruthless, wise and lucky enough, one can make up for one's shortcomings through plundering.

Not to mention.

For a disciple with poor spiritual roots, even if he can't walk far on the road of cultivation, his muscles, bones, flesh, skin, and soul will not be wasted.

Therefore, when accepting disciples from the Taoist orthodox sect, they must select the best among the best, and second-class sects will not accept disciples who are not middle-grade spirit roots or above.

The Demon Sect is different, it does not reject anyone who comes, even if it is the lowest level of spiritual roots, it is possible to grow into a magician in the Demon Sect—of course, it is more likely to add a little power to the magical artifacts of the same sect, or as a resource to promote the progress of the fellow sect's cultivation.

This piece of blessed land belongs to the Chongxuan Sect.

The human beings living on the blessed land are all candidates for the disciples of the Chongxuan Sect.

If all the people with spiritual roots in the blessed land were plundered away, it would be equivalent to digging the foundation of the Chongxuan sect, and in severe cases, it would even lead to a lack of succession in the future of the Chongxuan sect.

However, for such a serious matter, the Chongxuan sect did not dare to fight against it.

Those casual cultivators living in Wenzhe City couldn't stand it anymore, and spontaneously organized the "Weiwen League" to resist Qingtian Hate Haizong, but they couldn't get the support of Chongxuan Sect.

How sad.

"Teacher, what do you want to do?" Ma Chongyu had a pleasant expression, but his eyes flashed.

This is no ordinary chat.

It is an important assessment.

Qiu Yuanqing has outstanding talent and a bright future, but will he be able to become a real high-ranking person in the sect in the future and establish a family at the top?

Du Youqian raised his head, with a helpless smile on the corner of his mouth, "I understand what Zongmen means. As for me, since I am a disciple, I definitely cannot go against Zongmen's decision in the general direction."

Ma Chongyu nodded with a smile, "So?"

"But I don't want to chill the hearts of those casual practitioners. Heaven and earth are not benevolent, and heaven has no relatives. In this world, fairness and justice have never been the way of heaven, but what people need. We want to hold Wenzhe City and the entire blessed land in our hands, and continue for thousands of years. We cannot ignore this point."

Ma Chongyu showed a thoughtful look and nodded slightly.

"But in the general direction, we can't tear ourselves apart with Qingtian Hate Haizong. It's too dangerous to be an enemy of a second-class sect."

In the cultivation world of Monan, it is very strange that Xuanmen Zhengzong and Demon Sect did not fight so frequently and cruelly.

On the contrary, there is a taste that the well water does not violate the river water.

Therefore, the Chongxuan sect didn't want to have a violent conflict with Qingtianhen Haizong at all.

Ma Chongyu continued to nod.

"So..." Du Youqian sighed, "I can only find someone who doesn't seem to have anything to do with our sect to come forward in private, and ask this person to provide some help to those casual cultivators. For example, sell them some pills, magic tools, talismans, formations at a cost price or even a loss price, and perhaps provide some information support, so that they can last longer in the confrontation with Qing Tian Hate Hai Zong."

"Then, after they fail, try to save a few people and keep their families... It's my personal kindness to them."

Ma Chongyu smiled with his beard, "Let's do it. The sect will give you the materials for pills, magic tools, talismans and formations, and you can refine them yourself."

"Yes." Du Youqian agreed with a bitter face.

When Du Youqian left, Ma Chongyu begged to see the head with a happy face.

As soon as he saw the head of the sect, Ma Chongyu couldn't wait to say: "Uncle head, Qiu Yuanqing is really a talented person, and he will definitely become the pillar of the sect in the future."

After finishing speaking, he repeated the conversation with Du Youqian just now, and then said, "I suggest that after he finishes his duty of guarding, he will be given those Solanum nigrum and Ziji Pills that are treasured by the sect one after another, so as to help him promote Qi training to perfection as soon as possible without any trouble."

"As you said, this son is really beautiful." The head of the sect pondered for a long time before slightly nodding his head, "Yes."

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Three months later.

Wenzhe City.

"Cough, cough, cough..." After a series of violent coughs, casual cultivator Wang Zhiping took the inferior treasure bag handed over by Yang Wuling, opened it, counted it a little, and raised his head.

"Thank you... It's just that the few of us don't have enough money recently, and we can't pay for the spirit stones for the time being. Even the last batch of spirit stones can only be owed. Please tell your lord, I'm really sorry." The bitterness at the corner of Wang Zhiping's mouth formed an awkward smile.

Yang Wuling said solemnly: "It doesn't matter, my Patriarch has an account, you have all worked hard. His ability is limited, and he dare not offend those people. He can only support you silently in this way. He is already very sorry."

Wang Zhiping smiled wryly and said: "Your lord has exhausted his benevolence and righteousness. It's better than those guys from the Chongxuan sect who just sit back and watch us indifferently."

Knowing the identity of the master, Yang Wuling could only keep silent.

Wang Zhiping quickly glanced at Yang Wuling's face, and said cautiously: "Can you tell your lord to prepare a portable concealment formation for us? I know this is too much to ask. However, we all have juniors who need to be taken care of. We can die, but we don't want our bloodline and inheritance to be severed. If your lord refuses, please allow me to plead with him in person!"

Yang Wuling gritted his teeth, "I will definitely take your words with me."

"Thank you!" Wang Zhiping saluted solemnly.

This was the first time in his memory that he saluted a mortal after becoming a monk.

However, there is a first time for everything, isn't it?

After all the thoughts, there was only a helpless wry smile left in the end.

One life, unsatisfactory, ninety-eight out of ten!

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under the moonlight.

"He came out. Senior Sister Chen, are we going to take him down? Or, follow him and see who is behind him?" The one who spoke was a delicate woman with a delicate and beautiful face who seemed to be panting sharply after taking two steps.

If the chubby guy Guo Mingsheng was here, he would definitely recognize that this is his "Li Ying".

"...No. Don't touch him for the time being, and don't worry about the people behind him. Senior Sister Lin told me before she left. I don't want to make her suffer."

Wearing a long hollow skirt, her beautiful figure can be seen at a glance, said a pair of women with phoenix eyes that seemed to be affectionate or ruthless.

As she said that, she turned her face away, her eyes narrowed slightly, and there was a playful smile on the corner of her mouth, "Also, remember, you are not qualified to call us senior sister. You are just a registered disciple, don't you know how much you are?"

"Yes." Li Ying was aggrieved and lowered her head weakly.

(End of this chapter)