The atmosphere in your world of cultivating immortals is not right.

Chapter 120
No one is born without darkness in their heart. There are only a few people in the world who can insist on using "justice" to demand themselves.

Otherwise it would not be a valuable virtue.

Even in Wu You's hometown, a society that operates stably under legal and moral constraints, this kind of person is a rare species.

And in this world of immortality...

Fuck, less.

People who have no power themselves will be corrupted and become indifferent to the lives of ordinary people after gaining power. What if humans are really given the power to disregard rules and regulations?

The vast majority of people who have power will not become supermen who maintain justice and order, but will become...

natives.

Yes, this is the answer, especially when the atmosphere in the entire world of immortality is like this.

So how can Wu You rest assured and let Chu Xuanyi recruit new people by himself? !Such a big Mirror Heaven Sect, he had to look for a long time for the Heavenly Mirror to return to him before he pulled out Chu Xuanyi. The dense red and black karma in his eyes almost dazzled him.

Wu You was surprised how a strange and righteous man like Chu Xuanyi was born in such an environment. He was like an absurd hero - a Don Quixote who charged towards the windmill giant named "Shidao".

Thinking of this, Wu You couldn't help but look at Chu Xuanyi with sighing eyes.

"hiss……"

Henry Chu, who was walking next to him, shuddered and rubbed the goosebumps on his arms: "Senior Brother Wu, is there something on me?"

Is it an illusion?Why do you feel...that your senior brother looks at you with such a disgusting look?

"I just feel that junior brother's character is really rare."

Wu You looked away and responded.

Directly engaged in a truth-telling prevarication.

However, this sentence touched Henry Chu a little. After a moment's pause, he shook his head and said, "It's just an obsession in his heart, not worth mentioning."

Wu You didn't answer any more, but Tianjun, who had kept his microphone closed and silent, showed a thoughtful expression.

The three of them walked very fast, strolling unhurriedly, but they were able to walk far away in the blink of an eye, and only their blurred backs could be seen.

……

At the edge of Jingtian Sect, the magnificent sect formation connected with the ground and penetrated into the soil.

On the low hills, scattered small soil parcels stretch. Some are overgrown with weeds and wither and turn yellow over time. Others are about to be completely worn away by wind, snow, rain and dew, and even the last trace of their existence has almost disappeared.

This is the burial place of the sect's servants.

For mortals in the world, over fifty years old is already a long life, and the body refining period only strengthens the body and does not extend the longevity. For the servants with shallow cultivation in the sect, a hundred years is the limit.

Of course, cultivators with a slightly higher realm will witness their life and death for hundreds of generations in their lifetime... just like insects, ants and locusts facing life and death in spring and autumn.

There is a new grave here.

The earth bag should have been built for a few days, and the recent sunshine has not been very harsh. The remaining moisture makes the color of the soil on the earth bag slightly different from the surrounding soil.

In front of the grave, a young man wearing a handyman's uniform was sitting on the ground, burning a pile of yellow paper.

"call--"

Qu Changge blew the paper money and lit the two pieces he twisted out. Then he slowly ignited the paper money and picked it up with a random branch.

The flying ash sparks became blurry in his eyes, and his vision was a little out of focus, but his expression was very natural, and he chatted casually:

"Uncle Mo, don't blame me for not being well-dressed. I originally wanted to dress you in mourning, but you will definitely feel sour and needy, so I brought you an extra bottle of wine, which should suit your appetite."

Saying that, Qu Changge took out a few paper figures from his arms and threw them into the fire, feeling a little embarrassed: "Ahem... I know you must be short of women, but I really don't know how to cut such things. I don't know how to burn them." I have not been upright in the past, but if something goes wrong..." "Uncle, please forgive me."

The air was filled with the smell of yellow paper turning into ash, and footsteps came from behind Qu Changge.

"Brother Qu."

Wu You's voice sounded, and Qu Changge turned around when he heard the sound. Three figures came into his sight. He stood up and saluted to greet them: "Wu Xian...Senior Brother Wu."

Then he bowed to the other two people respectively.

Tianjun had no reaction to this, and Chu Xuanyi returned the favor with his hand.

Qu Changge subconsciously wanted to call him "immortal". Ordinary servants in the sect would not call high-level disciples senior brothers at all. The huge gap in status and strength made them consider themselves just mortals.

——Except those like Qiu Yunqing who were originally aiming to pass the handyman examination and enter the outer door within a few years.

"Senior Brother Wu, Uncle Mo's funeral arrangements have been taken care of. Today...is the first seven days."

Wu You nodded.

When he got rid of Li Zhongyin and returned the severed head of the storage ring to the handyman disciple in front of him, seven days had passed since the body had been collected and buried.

Wu You glanced at Qu Changge. Judging from the expression and behavior of the handyman, he did not show much sadness because the elder who had been taking care of him died, and seemed to have accepted this fact.

But the spirit is a little depressed, and the qi and blood veins in the body are also slightly blocked. It should be eaten by strong grief and anger...

Wu You walked to Qu Changge's side, leaned over and twisted out a few pieces of yellow paper and added them to the fire, saying, "The real murderer is dead and the grudge is over. Junior Brother Qu...what plans do you have in the future?"

"Hey, senior brother!" Qu Changge was at a loss when Wu You burned the paper - how could there be any reason to let the benefactor who avenged his blood to burn the paper? !

But Wu You had no intention of being polite to him, so Qu Changge was forced to calm down, relieved that the paper money burned by the Yuanying monks would circulate more easily.

He thought about it and answered Wu You's question just now:
"I didn't have any plans originally. I just wanted to... survive. Just like usual, I just want to live a good life with the life that Uncle Mo took for me and that you saved, senior brother."

"But since senior brother asked, there must be some place where I can be used, so this plan will naturally come up."

Wu You stopped adding paper and turned to look at Qu Changge.

After getting rid of Li Zhongyin, he came into contact with this junior brother in order to return the deceased's head.

After several contacts, Wu You got to know him somewhat.

He values ​​friendship very much. When he handed Qu Changge the storage ring with his head in it, he witnessed his grief with his own eyes. However, at the same time, his ability to withstand stress and self-regulation is also very strong, and he will not be depressed or depressed by this. Lose your mind.

However, this is also the unique resilience of the people at the bottom of the sect, such as the handymen.

And now it seems that what he promised to repay himself at that time was not just words. He agreed without asking himself what he needed from him.

A favor must be repaid, which is worthy of praise.

but……

Wu You shook his head: "Junior brother, you are very perceptive...but I hope you won't agree just because you want to repay me."

"This... senior brother, please tell me."

"Things like this have happened countless times to the sect." Wu You's eyes moved to the grave.

"Junior brother, it's not just you, not just the handymen, even the inner disciples are suffering from these injustices that should not have happened..."

"I want this kind of thing to disappear completely from the land of Jingtian Sect and never appear again!"

(End of this chapter)