The author of the book "The Book of the Dead"

Chapter 238 Feudal Cultivation, Civilized Cultivators

Chunyang Sect.

Sword Peak stands tall and majestic, its halfway up the mountainside amidst the clouds, making the palace atop the mountain appear like a heavenly palace.

This palace is named Wuya Palace, a name personally chosen by Lü Dongbin, meaning that learning is boundless and knowledge is boundless.

Unfortunately, his disciples and followers in the present day have long forgotten the original meaning and now believe that this saying is about boundless profit.

The mountaintop gathers spiritual energy from hundreds of miles away, shrouded in mist and ethereal beauty.

Strange rocks, plants, streams, and houses subtly form a special array, and the white jade paved on the ground is engraved with complex restrictions.

Amidst the hazy white mist, sat a young man with white hair.

He was dressed in white robes, with jade-like features, a sword scar between his brows, and two purple and green swords floating beside him.

With each breath, wisps of sword energy, like silver threads, filled the area within a hundred feet, resembling both sunlight and thunder.

Whoosh! !

At that moment, a bluebird descended from the sky.

The bluebird landed, and the crimson bird spoke human language from its beak.

"Master, we fought against the inner disciples of the Primordial Holy Land at Youhuang Ridge and successfully repelled them, seizing a green gold mine. Please send disciples to guard it to prevent the Primordial Holy Land from making a comeback."

"Furthermore, after ten rounds of combat, we have successfully won control of Tianfeng City, which has a population of two million..."

Listening to his eldest disciple Xuan Ying's report, Ling Xuzi nodded, quite satisfied.

I was right; this kid will be my successor.

This person is ruthless and decisive, and has made great contributions to the sect on numerous occasions. He is an excellent candidate to become the future sect leader.

Thinking of this, Lingxuzi transmitted his voice:
"Ying'er, you can rest assured. We will ignore the Primordial Holy Land. If the Primordial Elders come, I will let them know that in this world, strength is the most important."

When he uttered these words, Ling Xuzi's otherworldly and refined demeanor vanished completely, replaced by a dense killing intent.

Killing one person makes you an outlaw; killing ten thousand makes you a hero.

Ling Xuzi rose to his current position through sheer military strength, not through virtue or prestige.

At this moment, dark clouds covered the mortal realm, and thunderclouds flew in rapidly over a hundred miles.

"Yaoguang, I wasn't going to bother you, but you came looking for trouble first."

Wow!
Lingxuzi drew his purple and green swords and began to fight against the enemy descending from the sky.

When cultivators at the sixth level of the Golden Core stage or above engage in combat, it is enough to influence celestial phenomena and climate, affecting an area of ​​over a thousand miles and impacting countless living beings.

The Chunyang Sect prides itself on being a prestigious and righteous sect, but in reality, it is merely distinguished by not allowing humans to cultivate, and still indifferent to the lives of mortals.

……

The official road was bathed in the setting sun, its narrow shade provided by trees, and the carriages left trails of dust as they drove along.

Liang Yue experienced the local customs and culture along the way.

"Perhaps it's not that Lü Dongbin and his group mismanaged things, but rather that there were external forces influencing them."

During his travels, Liang Yue discovered that many naturally humanoid races occupied high positions.

The human race's customs have become like this due to the influence of these humanoid races.

Of course, part of the reason is that people were living in a feudal era, their minds were not yet enlightened, their aspirations had never risen to the level of the ethnic group, and they were still within the perspective of clans and sects, unable to see the unity of the human race in a time of great strife.

For example, Raymond Lam, who is right next to me.

"Master, you keep saying that the atmosphere here is not good. Why is it not good?"

"There is no 'benevolence' here; plundering is excessive, and infighting is rampant."

People only care about their immediate interests, do not understand cooperation and win-win situations, and are unwilling to leave any room for others. They only care about plundering without any bottom line. In order to maintain their own interests, they keep doing things that harm others and themselves.

This world is actually an alternative version of the "Wei, Jin and Northern and Southern Dynasties".

The social order collapsed, music and rites were corrupted, and morality declined.

This is Liang Yue's view on "feudal cultivation of immortality".

The consequence of this is that everyone becomes incredibly selfish, and even when faced with foreign invasion, they will suppress their opponents without any scruples.

Liang Yue experienced this era.

His proposed solution was to cultivate a Han Chinese consciousness, starting with the Tang Dynasty, which gradually nurtured the Ming Dynasty, a dynasty that remained free from external threats for seven hundred years. Therefore, following the old method, humans were considered "Han Chinese," gods and demons were considered "barbarians," and the "benevolent" were cultivated to distribute the benefits.

The feudal and barbaric cultivation of immortality will be completely transformed into civilized cultivation of immortality, with each social class receiving its own treatment.

In modern terms, it means there are more "saints".

The saying "Kill the Holy Mother in times of chaos" is actually wrong. People who say this often overlook the fact that they, and even their relatives and friends, belong to the group protected by the Holy Mother.

"If things don't change, and cultivators are allowed to dominate everything, this world will become stagnant, and social classes will remain rigid for thousands of years."

A million years from now, it will still look like this.

Even though the stars on the other side are millions of times larger than Earth, Liang Yue still felt that Earth was a hundred times more civilized than this place, and he carried a sense of superiority in his heart, looking down on barbarism from a civilized perspective.

The carriage was moving too slowly.

This world is vast; for example, the small Jade Kingdom's total area is estimated to be larger than the land area of ​​Earth.

Liang Yue waved his hand.

The carriage transformed into a streak of light and sped off into the distance.

……

At this moment, in the Chunyang Mountains, a hundred miles of thunder and lightning were raging, with torrential rain pouring down, and occasionally a few sword lights shot out, breaking through the blockade of thunderclouds.

Within the thunderclouds, two figures sometimes separated, sometimes engaged in hand-to-hand combat, with colorful magical lights shooting out, and sword energy and lightning falling into the mortal realm, causing chaos.

The mortal village vanished in an instant.

A winged being with an otherworldly, handsome appearance flew amidst a dense network of lightning.

Clouds and thunder circled around him as he flew toward Lingxuzi, who was not far away.

Before the plasma could even land, it was annihilated by the sword energy.

"The Innate Cloud and Thunder Body is indeed extraordinary. No wonder you are the master of the Primordial Holy Land," Ling Xuzi said with a smile.

As soon as he finished speaking, a ten-mile-long sword light slashed towards Yao Guang, who was not far away.

Yao Guang's figure vanished into an illusion, dodging the fatal blow.

“Lingxuzi, you and I can’t defeat each other, but the creatures beneath your feet are going to suffer,” Yaoguang said in a loud, mocking voice.

"It's all for the sake of saving face."

Ling Xuzi showed no concern for the living beings below. In his eyes, the fact that mortals were affected by the battle between gods was no different from a natural disaster.

There's no need to feel uncomfortable about it.

The contest between the two was nothing more than a matter of saving face, something both sides were well aware of.

After all, they have been fighting for over a hundred years and know each other inside and out. If it were a life-or-death battle, neither of them could defeat the other.

Yao Guang came to seek revenge simply because he had lost face, and Ling Xuzi naturally wouldn't let him succeed.

The two sides fought for three hundred rounds.

Thunderclouds and sword energy covered a hundred miles, their intertwined auras making it impossible to discern the situation within.

The two fought fiercely and with great spirit, their rivals becoming kindred spirits.

Suddenly, the sky darkened.

"Ok?"

The two sensed something and felt a deep sense of danger, so they looked up at the sky.

"This is?"

The golden thought transformed into an endless black curtain, obscuring the night sky.

A magnificent mountain crashed down from the sky.

The moment the giant mountain fell, the space below was invisibly locked, the air solidified, and gravity increased sharply.

The characters "番天" (Fan Tian) are engraved at the bottom of the seal.

"The Heaven-Turning Seal? Guang Chengzi?"

Yao Guang's expression changed drastically; he was utterly shocked.

(End of this chapter)