No abstraction, no cultivation

Chapter 152 Locusts
The three looked at each other.

For a moment, none of the three spoke.

The atmosphere was no longer as talkative and cheerful as before.

After a while, Deng Zhao chuckled and said threateningly, "Do you really want to work for Qingyun Market?"

"You only have one life!"

He is now at the Golden Core stage and still has a little immortal power, while Xu Shun and Zi Geng are only cultivators at the Dragon and Tiger stage.

When it comes to fighting, he is fearless!

Zi Geng knew that if they started fighting, they would not get any advantage, so he said, "Even if the deal fails, is there still righteousness? What do you think, brother?"

"That's right! For the sake of this glass of wine, I won't make things difficult for you two!" Deng Zhao looked at the two of them and said, "People with different ideals cannot work together. Goodbye!"

After saying that, his figure dissipated like a bubble, showing his advanced escape skills.

"There are so many damned exiled immortals!" Zi Geng looked at the glass of wine that he hadn't drunk a drop of and said, "That's too much!"

"How many exiled immortals have come from heaven? Are they exiled immortals? Aren't they locusts?" Xu Shun said, "Brother, have you ever seen a locust plague?"

"Never seen it before!" said Zi Geng.

Xu Shun recalled: "I once saw a locust that was very small, about the size of an index finger. But millions of locusts could form a moving dark cloud that covered the sky and the sun, causing waves of heart-pounding buzzing sounds wherever they went."

"Wherever they passed, crops, weeds, leaves, everything was gone, only bare stems were left."

"It only leaves desolation, ruin and despair!"

"Brother, that's a great description!" Zi Geng sighed and said, "It would be great if there were no locusts!"

Without these locusts, the world of immortal cultivation would remain the same.

"drink wine!"

"drink wine!"

The two men clinked their glasses and continued drinking.

It’s just that the wine is a bit bitter and not as delicious as before.

After drinking, Xu Shun returned to the office. He was surprised to see that the yard next door was being renovated because it had always been empty.

At the innermost part of the office, he found Taoist Lan Xing and told him about his meeting with Deng Zhao just now.

"Hmm..." Lan Xing said after listening to Xu Shun's words, "I already know about this matter."

"I have already made a contingency plan for Qingyun Market. When those locusts come, they will be in trouble!"

He also felt that the name locust was very descriptive of those banished immortals.

Just like Deng Zhao, he has arms and legs, and has achieved some accomplishment, but he is unwilling to find a place to practice diligently. Instead, he is obsessed with making a big business.

Wouldn’t it be better to find a class to attend?
The current environment is different from the previous one, and he has also made adjustments to the Qingyun Market to prevent those who are really daring enough to come and rob it.

If he gets robbed, where will he put his face?
When Taoist Lan Xing was holding a meeting at the Qinghua Sect, he listened to the Chengcheng Patriarch analyze the psychological state of the locusts.

After people like Deng Zhao become immortals, their mentality changes, and they begin to look down on and feel superior to other cultivators.

The immortal cultivator is a loser, while he is a winner.

After Deng Zhao came to the world of cultivating immortals from the fairy world, he felt that the world of cultivating immortals was full of useless people.

It is not reasonable for a thief to occupy such high-quality resources. The treasures of the world belong to those who are virtuous! After he took it, he could restore his cultivation and become a cultivator in the Ascension and Mahayana stages, second only to immortals.

Those who do this will only waste resources.

The most important thing is, if you can rob, why bother to work so hard to earn money?

With money you can exchange it for resources, find a place to practice every day, and you will be happy!
This is the internal logic of the exiled immortals turning into locusts. In the eyes of the people in the world of immortal cultivation, they are like locusts, but they do not think they are wrong.

Thousands of years of life in the fairyland have gradually transformed them into the shape of the fairyland.

The world you imagine is not the real world.

The fairyland you imagine is not the real fairyland.

The immortals you imagine don’t look like humans!

The atmosphere in the fairy world is very bad.

Sighing, Lan Xing stopped Xu Shun who was about to leave and said, "Zi Cai!"

"Master, is there anything else?" Xu Shun asked.

"The sect is planning to expand the size of the guards from the original eight to twenty-four." Taoist Lan Xing said, "We will also form escort teams and sweep teams to escort caravans and sweep shipping routes."

"Are you interested in joining the escort team or the mop-up team?"

Xu Shun said, "Forget about the escort team. I don't like being a bodyguard. Is the mopping-up team meant to mop up locusts? It's better to call it the locust-mopping team!"

"Locust Sweeping Team?" Taoist Lan Xing chuckled and said, "It's a good name, not a bad one."

"If it's to wipe out the locusts, I'd be happy to do so," said Xu Shun.

Recently, as his cultivation level has slowly improved, "I Tiger" and "Tao Dragon" are colliding fiercely. Every move he makes feels like he is in glue.

The feeling of being blocked and the pressure of the world were squeezing him all the time.

He's used to it.

He wanted to practice step by step, but after the sky cracked, locusts were everywhere and he was afraid he didn't have the time.

After he has practiced for hundreds of years, I’m afraid he won’t know what the world of immortal cultivation has become.

Plans could not keep up with changes, and he had to choose a method that he was originally unwilling to choose.

Originally, after a while, he would resign and go down the mountain to take a look after recording all the circulation data of Qingyun Market and Qingyin.

It was dangerous down the mountain, but he was willing to take the risk.

Now there is a locust-clearing team, and he thought he could give it a try and see how it goes.

"The Grandmaster has ordered Uncle Qinggua to form a locust-sweeping team to sweep thousands of miles around the Qinghua Sect and ensure that there is no locust left!" Taoist Lan Xing said, "After the sweep is completed, the Taoist Alliance's founding meeting will begin."

"Master Cucumber?" Xu Shun was stunned. There was no such thing as his master: "Then my master is also in the locust-sweeping team?"

"He is not here. The master has given him another task. Uncle Cucumber is indeed more suitable. He is more familiar with the surroundings." Taoist Lan Xing said.

Cucumber has only been in the heavens for a few hundred years and he's back. How could he not be familiar with the place?

"Hand over the matters here to Zichai, take my letter and your file, and then report to the villa next door." Taoist Lan Xing said.

"So this is what the neighboring villa is being renovated for!" Xu Shun suddenly realized.

After receiving the letter and the files, Xu Shun said goodbye to Taoist Lan Xing and went to look for the purple hairpin.

He knocked on the door of Zichai's courtyard for a long time, but no one responded. It seemed that Zichai was not at home.

After thinking about it, he wrote down his recent work and precautions, and also wrote down his whereabouts, then put them in the envelope and threw it into the yard.

Then, he went to the next courtyard to report to his master, Taoist Qinggua.

　It always feels like a bit of black humor.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)