My seven female apprentices each have their own ideas

Jiang He nodded. He could sense the presence of cultivators near the Long Mansion, as if these cultivators were watching over the Long Mansion.

Song Sheng was cautious in his dealings with others. Although no one among these cultivators paid attention to him, he still tried his best to play the role of a profiteer.

"Jiang He, don't believe him!"

Feng Susu happily went forward to take a look, but was greatly disappointed.

"This is clearly Hezhou crispy candy, it just turned white because it has been stored for too long. In the past in Zezhou, I...someone was deceived by it. Eating it would cause vomiting and diarrhea! I didn't expect that in Hezhou, there are people who use this to deceive others."

"Don't worry, doesn't he have other stuff?"

Jiang He smiled and patted her head. Seeing this, Feng Susu muttered, "He must be trying to cheat you in other ways. This kind of profiteer is notorious!"

Following Song Sheng, we came to a remote house.

Song Sheng's expression visibly relaxed. He bowed his head and said respectfully, "Sir, there are indeed a few more cultivators near Long Mansion. I guess they are cultivators from Yuehua Palace."

Jiang He nodded thoughtfully. It was no coincidence that Yuehua appeared at the lantern festival near Long Mansion yesterday.

He might be living in the Long Mansion now, and it seemed that the reputation for filial piety he had created earlier had more or less reached his ears.

Feng Susu widened her eyes in surprise. She didn't expect that these two people actually knew each other.

Her eyes suddenly narrowed suspiciously and she looked at Song Sheng warily.

Song Sheng didn't even look at the blonde girl, so naturally he didn't know about her strange expression.

He looked hesitant and uneasy.

"Sir, please allow Song Sheng to ask more questions. What exactly do you want to do?"

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Chapter 173: Reckless and Kind Jiang He

It’s no wonder that Song Sheng would have such doubts.

The inexplicable appearance of the monk from Yuehua Palace made him realize that something was wrong:

Isn't it targeting the Long Mansion? Why are all the cultivators showing up now?

He secretly thought in his heart: This lord is not going to take action against Yuehua Palace!

In Zhu Ming territory, especially Hezhou.

Yuehua Palace is the ruling power of Hezhou. Even if Song Sheng has no good feelings towards Yuehua Palace, he would not dare to provoke it now.

No matter how well he hides in the county town, he will be in trouble once he offends the Yuehua Palace.

This force would not go looking for him for no reason, and it is possible that they would directly massacre the entire county town.

Jiang He sighed secretly. In the original text, Song Sheng made up his mind and started to resist only after experiencing the bloodbath at the hands of the Shengan Sect.

He is too immature now and has not yet made up his mind to fight with it.

However, Jiang He could also understand how such a mortal would have the courage to confront such a powerful demon sect.

He glanced at the still young Song Sheng and asked:

"Song Sheng, what do you think of monks?"

Song Sheng was stunned, not daring to look up at Jiang He: "Cultivators have long lifespans and are high up, so they are naturally fascinating. I guess everyone in the world wants to become a great cultivator with profound cultivation."

This Jiang He is too stupid! Feng Susu secretly complained.

Do we need to ask people in this world what they think of monks?

She and Song Sheng had the same idea, a cultivator. Who doesn’t want to be a cultivator, and a powerful cultivator?

She had lived in the Phoenix Clan since she was a child. Before her bloodline awakened, her talent was not obvious. In addition, she was still young and had been unable to enter the Qi training stage. As a result, she suffered the coldness of human nature and the contempt of others in her childhood.

But all these situations disappeared after she awakened her bloodline.

Those maids no longer dared to secretly disgust her, but instead tried their best to please her.

The so-called young talent even broke down the door to propose to her.

For example, Zhang You, the eldest son of the prime minister, is a typical example.

When her "father" was still alive, she followed her around every day like a follower, and self-righteously called herself Su Su.

He is obviously a boy of 11 or 12 years old, but he tried every possible way to please her who is only five years old.

Although she often felt annoyed as a young girl, she did not feel disgusted. After all, she was trying to please herself.

But after his "father" passed away, Zhang You, who once claimed to protect himself, did not dare to say a word when facing his eldest and third brothers who bullied him, and allowed them to beat him.

Even joined their team.

She still remembers Zhang You’s words and what happened that day.

On the way back from the academy, her eldest brother and third brother, together with Zhang You, blocked her way.

His young face was full of venom: "You little kid, you're still pretending to be noble? Your father is dead, do you think I'm going to please you?"

At that time, she didn't know the meaning of the word "aloof" until she grew up.

But she was just a child at the time, and she didn't know what to do in the face of his annoying harassment, so she had to ignore him, thinking that she could escape.

She struggled desperately, but still fell in the mud with bruises all over her body. The mud blocked her eyes, and she could only see the three of them kicking her again and again.

Fortunately, they didn't dare to kill me at that time. Although it was painful, at least I didn't die.

When she got up, she saw a kitten that was also covered in wounds. She remembered that it was a pet of a girl in the academy.

She couldn't remember the girl's name now.

"Good little cat, you don't have a daddy either?"

With trembling hands, she took out a dirty candy from her arms and wanted to feed it to the kitten.

But the kitten was frightened and arched its body, scratching her hand hard.

He must have been bullied so badly that he is afraid of strangers.

She didn't give up and tried to feed it again.

"Hey! What are you feeding it? Stop it now!"

The kitten's owner suddenly appeared, holding a pair of scissors stained with bloody cat hair.

She knew at that time that this girl was bullying her pet, perhaps because they shared the same suffering, or perhaps because she was kind-hearted.

She plucked up her courage, picked up the kitten, and stopped the girl from hurting the kitten any further.

Unexpectedly, the girl sneered: "Don't be so self-righteous, do you think it likes you? Damn beast, come here!"

the girl yelled at the kitten.

The kitten scratched her face, leaving several bloody marks. When she let go of its hand in pain, it pounced on its owner without hesitation.

Meowing to the girl ingratiatingly.

The disdainful look the girl gave her at that time made her feel much more uncomfortable than the bullying she had suffered from her elder brother and others before.

The weak do not deserve the mercy of the strong, or even the weak.

After his bloodline awakened, he embarked on the path of cultivation.

My elder brothers no longer dare to bully me. Although they still offend me verbally, my cultivation has long surpassed theirs, and it is me who is bullying them.

Zhang You regretted it so much that he knelt down at the door of her house and begged for mercy, and privately told her that it was her elder brother who forced him to do so.

Unfortunately, she did not show forgivingness and told her eldest brother what he said, causing Zhang You to be beaten half to death.

She discovered that the stronger and more difficult she was to deal with, the less likely anyone would dare to bully her.

From then on, she devoted herself to spiritual practice, and acted arrogantly and ruthlessly towards others.

Gradually, even my eldest brother and the others began to avoid me, and no one dared to approach me anymore.

In a trance, she seemed to have become the cat at the beginning, resistant and sensitive to the outside world, but not as weak as it.

Jiang He didn't notice that the blonde girl beside him quietly clenched her fists. He smiled, looking relaxed and casual:

"Don't worry about my opinion. I know you don't think that way. Otherwise, how can you control your desire to practice? You haven't practiced the technique I gave you, right?"

Before Song Sheng could speak, Feng Susu couldn't help but say:

"Can you read other people's minds? How do you know what they are thinking? And, I think so too."

Song Sheng was a little surprised. He thought that this girl was Jiang He's maid, Lu Ding, but he didn't expect her to be so rude and interrupt Jiang He directly when he was discussing something.

As a result, he had no choice but to be patient and wait for the two to finish talking.

Jiang He touched Feng Susu's head helplessly. He knew that Feng Susu always believed that the weak should be severely bullied by the strong, and the strong people in this world are cultivators. No wonder she was so emotional.

But to some extent, perhaps it was precisely because of her idea that she accepted him so easily in the first place.

"Susu, why don't you wait for him to finish?"

"Anyway, you must be wrong!"

Feng Susu raised her chin and snorted heavily.

After Jiang He signaled, Song Sheng continued:

"Since you are frank with me, Song Sheng will not hide anything. Song Sheng believes that cultivators are harmful to the world!"

"You're talking nonsense! There are obviously good cultivators in the world. Do you, Jiang He, think you are a bad person?"

Feng Susu's face flushed with anxiety. She didn't expect Song Sheng to "betray" her with the next sentence, so she quickly retorted.

There are also good monks in the world. Doesn’t this mean that “a certain class is not actually bad, the bad ones are just a few greedy people”.

The world of cultivation has strict class divisions and hierarchies that are difficult to cross.

There is even a gap in production capacity between monks and mortals. Monks can be self-sufficient, while the means of production of mortals are hardly necessities for monks, and the fate of mortals depends on the monks' thoughts.

The only way to cross the class is to rely on outstanding talent or chance encounter.

Looking at the entire world of immortal cultivation, how many people can have such luck?

Moreover, the cultivation talent of the descendants of mortals is mostly far inferior to that of the descendants of cultivators, not to mention the differences in cultivation resources and techniques.

For example, the Qingyang Immortal Sect, which respects bloodline, has always focused on cultivating the so-called descendants of immortals and ignored mortals.

This physique that is hard to find among mortals is commonly seen among the descendants of immortals.

In this case, there is no need to look for a needle in a haystack or spend a lot of energy and financial resources to cultivate geniuses among mortals.

To some extent, monks can be called final beings and are no longer the same species as mortals.

Especially the way of heaven in this world seems to have some problems. The deeper the cultivation, the easier it is to be affected by it.

This is also true for treasures, such as the Xuanhuang Pearl.

In the Age of Immortals, cultivators would face thunder tribulations every time they were promoted to a higher realm, and those with deep karma would face even more brutal thunder tribulations. But in this era, cultivators did not need to face thunder tribulations.

When they can do whatever they want, how many people can control their desires?

Even for myself, it is difficult to do this.

Jiang He sighed secretly. However, unrestrained power will eventually lead to destruction. The world in the original text was a world of bloodshed where heaven and earth collapsed and nothing was left.

Either someone becomes the eternal and rational ruler of the cultivation world, such as the Heavenly Dao in the past, or the spiritual energy disappears from this world. Otherwise, the catastrophe in the future is almost inevitable.

He calmed himself down. The most important thing right now was to resolve Song Sheng's worries, so he did not explain to Feng Susu.

As for Song Sheng, regardless of his inexplicable dark transformation, at least from the process of him establishing the Taiping Society, we can see that he is an idealist.

Seeing that Song Sheng no longer concealed his inner thoughts, he continued:

"But monks cannot disappear. In the past, it was true that there were gods above our heads, which prevented monks from doing whatever they wanted. If good deeds were rewarded and evil deeds were punished, the world would not be like this anymore."

Song Sheng's eyes lit up, and he suddenly understood something.

As a mortal, he was afraid and avoided cultivators, but he had never thought deeply about the reasons for the current situation in the world of cultivation.

Your Excellency, are you targeting Yuehua Palace in order to wipe out this cancer from the world?

Is it to punish evil and promote good, and save the people of Hezhou Liming?

It was unknown how long it had been since the phrase "punishing evil and promoting good" disappeared from Song Sheng's mind. Perhaps he might still have heard of it in the chivalrous novels of the mortal world, but for a cultivator, he almost never dared to think about it.

It’s like everyone in the world thinks that it’s wrong for mortals to kill each other, but it’s natural for monks to kill mortals.

"Sir, I understand! As long as the evildoers are made to pay the price, there won't be so many people in the world who dare to do whatever they want! But, with my ability, how can I do this?"