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Cheng Ping'an took a sip of the spiritual tea slowly. "After ten or eight years, all the casual cultivators of the righteous path will have a deeper understanding that the Sword Sect is very similar to the Demon Sect."

"After this perception changes, their behavior will also maintain this perception. Even if those people from the Holy Dynasty stop taking action, the disciples of the Sword Sect will become outcasts when they go out."

"Then there will be independent cultivators who will surround and kill these disciples in the name of eliminating demons and defending the Way. These disciples are like demon cultivators walking around, and anyone can kill them. Even you and me, even the independent cultivators themselves, know that they are basically doing it for profit. Now they have a correct excuse, right?"

"The independent cultivators are like this, as are the cultivators from other righteous forces. They certainly understand that this is just a back-and-forth between the Sword Sect and the Holy Dynasty, but they will not expose it. Instead, they will intensify the push and even take action themselves."

"The world is bustling with people all because of profit, and the world is bustling with people all because of profit. Nothing is like this."

"When all the monks have determined that you are the Demon Sect, then you are the Demon Sect, no matter what!"

"No matter how many sword cultivators there are, what can they do? Are you good at fighting? With just a little trigger, the righteous cultivators will unite and overthrow this evil sect that is oppressing them, defeat it, and then do everything they can to discredit it."

"My friend, your fish is dead, and my net cannot be broken."

After hearing this, Huai'an felt his scalp tingling. It would be a disaster if such a situation really happened.

But he still had doubts and disdain for the independent cultivators.

Can they do so much?

He didn't believe it. They were the Sword Sect with the Venerable. How could a group of frogs in a well, a group of independent cultivators struggling to build their Qi and foundation, have such great abilities?

Wait, did he just say Holy Dynasty?

"Daoyou, did you just say Holy Dynasty?"

"Really?"

"Yes! You said it twice!"

"Okay, you know me. I'm a physical cultivator, and my brain can't hold too many things. Well, this is the information I'm selling to you. Please settle the bill when you leave."

"Fellow Daoist, we will investigate the matter of the Holy Dynasty. Putting aside the Holy Dynasty, if things are really as you said, it does make my back cold. But can a casual cultivator like an ant do anything to my Sword Sect? Do they have the guts? I don't believe it!"

"Hahahaha, fellow Daoist, you are so arrogant. You are used to being superior."

"Three or five independent cultivators, or even tens of millions of independent cultivators, are indeed not worthy of your respect, but in this vast cultivation world, there are more than tens of millions of them, and there are many people who are willing to pay homage to them."

"You think the general trend is that you top forces are just like making a move?"

"In fact, it is you who have inherited the will of all the monks. They have given it to you unconsciously, which is why you have what you call the great trend. Fellow Daoist, the great trend has always been with them. It has always been them."

"Whether it's a sect cultivator or a family power, they are still not separated from humans, and they are still not separated from this human cultivation world."

"If they think you are the leader of the righteous path and the overlord of the human race, then you are. If they think you are the devil sect, then you must be the devil sect."

"Do you think it's just a few behind-the-scenes forces pushing it forward?"

"In fact, I just use tricks to constantly change their perceptions, and finally gather the momentum for my own use."

"Just like you did before, you said to fight the demon cultivators, and we fought the demon cultivators; you said to resist the temple, and we resisted the temple; you said strategic retreat, and the cultivators retreated with you."

"Because at that time they all recognized the Sword Sect as the overlord, but now, you say that the Xunfeng Immortal Sect is a demon sect. Do you want to try to defeat the Xunfeng Immortal Sect?"

"You look down on the low-level independent cultivators too much, and you have too little respect for them. If you get ruthless, I am no match for you."

Huai'an was stunned. Even ants could shake the towering tree of their Sword Sect. Are they the ones with the most power?

I have to say that he does have the intention of subverting the world view.

But reality told him that it was indeed like this, just as Cheng Ping'an said, they really wanted to fight to the death, and to be honest, he himself didn't know how many cultivators were willing to follow their Sword Sect.

Even before coming, they had prepared for the worst, and only their family had to use all their resources and leave in disgrace.

I have always thought that this was a tacit understanding among the various forces behind the scenes, but now according to Cheng Ping'an, Lingxiao Sword Sect has lost its former image and is no longer recognized by the independent cultivators.

I saw Huai'an thinking there.

Cheng Ping'an breathed a sigh of relief.

He must have been fooled, right?

These great monks have a problem, that is, as long as you say something weird, they will always think too much.

The independent cultivators are the foundation, and it is true that independent cultivators have a major role to play, but at the same time, there is only so much that independent cultivators can do.

From a practical point of view, it poses no threat to the upper echelons of Lingxiao Sword Sect.

The fear of the former overlord has long been deeply rooted in people's hearts. You can ask them to whisper, but it is impossible for them to really take action. The only people who can do these things are those who are supported by powerful forces.

The lowest level monks are at most those who wave the flags and shout slogans. Of course, if you give them enough, they can fight to the death. Sometimes they have nothing to fear and are willing to die, but that situation is another matter.

And now he is standing on the side of the grassroots cultivators. To put it bluntly, the resources of the cultivators are provided bit by bit by these grassroots cultivators. Each market town is a trickle, converging into rivers like the Immortal City, and finally condensing into lakes and seas to become the foundation of major forces and immortal gates.

This is true throughout history, both in China and abroad.

If these cultivators become wealthy, he will naturally gain more when he controls the world of immortal cultivation in the future. It is unwise for him to drain the pond to catch all the fish at once.

"Fellow Daoist, are you thinking of a way to break the impasse?"

"What, Jinghu is going to stop?"

"I didn't even extend my hand, so why should I stop?"

Huai'an discovered that even at this time, this physical cultivator still insisted that it had nothing to do with them. Was he really the little white flower who was the source of chaos in the Land of Disorder?

"Okay, what do you have to teach me?"

"Cheng has a plan that can temporarily relieve the Sword Sect of this pressure."

Huai'an looked at Cheng Ping'an, waiting for his next words.

"Fellow Daoist is from a great sect, and is used to using power to coerce others. He is unwilling to use dirty tricks, but sometimes these tricks are more shameless, but they are really useful."

"For example, you can arrange a group of 'Sword Sect traitors' to come to the Land of Chaos. Give them a taste of their own medicine. The Holy Dynasty has been having a lot of fun lately."

The master of keeping balance is online!

Cheng Ping'an couldn't bear to see that only Lingxiao Sword Sect was suffering!

"What do you want, fellow Taoist?"

"Consider it as an exchange for our friendship of this cup of tea. I'll give it to you for free."

Cheng Ping'an showed a loyal smile and said, "What do I want? I want so much!"