The sun appeared, and the burnt trees and grass began to sprout again. Some surviving small animals also slowly appeared in front of everyone. During this time, the monks also went to the mortal world and rescued many mortals from the ruins.
Even though things have been calm during this period, no one has completely relaxed. They don't even dare to rebuild their houses, for fear that after all their hard work, a natural disaster will strike again and destroy everything.
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"Foolish! Don't they know that all monks come from mortals?"
The members of the Yanjian Sect had originally gathered on a relatively stable mountain to hold a meeting. When the meeting was about to end, a paper pigeon carrying a message flew towards Jian Wushuang. After seeing it, he actually started cursing.
In front of the Heavenly Fire, their sect leader remained calm. What was in the letter that made the sect leader so angry?
"Master, what happened?" Daojun Liaogui was the first to ask without hesitation.
"Look for yourselves!" Jian Wushuang was obviously so angry that he couldn't speak. He threw the jade slip in his hand to Jian Daojun next to him.
After receiving the jade slip and injecting spiritual energy into it, the Sword Dao Master's expression immediately darkened. He angrily said, "The Fansha Sect in the southern part of this heavenly tribulation should have suffered the fewest casualties. I can't believe they actually did such a thing!"
"What the hell just happened?" Daojun Liaogui accepted the jade slip handed to him by his senior brother, and his expression changed drastically the next moment: "What? Not only are they not releasing the grain collected in previous years, but they're actually using their identities as cultivators to collect grain from the people. What's going on with this Fansha Sect?"
The sects in the world of immortal cultivation are similar to the imperial courts in the mortal world. Mortals pay a certain amount of grain tax to the local sect every year, but in fact, cultivators do not like to eat the grain paid by people. The canteens in the sect use grain grown by the sect itself. After all, the soil in the sect is fertile and the spiritual energy is relatively rich, and the grain grown is also rich in spiritual energy. However, this does not mean that they cannot refuse to accept the grain paid by mortals.
What is better about the world of immortal cultivation than the mortal world is that the sect only needs 20% of the food, and the sect has better means of saving. If there is a flood or drought in a certain year, the sect will distribute the food that the mortals had previously paid, and the monks rarely covet this food, so the food will quickly fall into the hands of the people. The above is also one of the reasons why mortals in the mortal world will spend all their money to come to the world of immortal cultivation if they have any chance.
Of course, this has been the tacit practice of all the major sects in the world of immortal cultivation for thousands of years. The number of mortals who survived this time in Yanjian Sect was only 40% of the original number, but it was also a large number. Fortunately, Yanjian Sect had enjoyed good weather in recent years, and the treasured food could help everyone get through the difficulties.
“My fellow senior brothers and sisters may not know that the leader’s son succeeded to the Fansha Sect ten years ago. This boy had been wandering in the mortal world since he was young, and was not found until he was in his forties. Since then, the entire sect has been cultivating him, and his cultivation has barely reached the foundation-building stage.” Taoist Liaoyi patted his gorgeous sleeves, smiling, but the smile did not reach his eyes.
"Senior Sister, you don't seem surprised by this situation in the Fansha Sect?" Daoist Chanyu looked at Senior Sister and asked with a smile.
"The southern part is by the sea, with a warm climate. It's half mountainous and half plain. The soil in the Fansha Sect is especially fertile, and there's no shortage of water. The annual grain crops are probably the best among all the sects. The mortals there hand over more grain than not, but..."
As Liaoyi Daojun spoke, a flash of disdain flashed across his eyes, as if recalling some unpleasant experience. He then frowned and continued, "There's a plant that grows only within the thousand-mile mountains of Fansha Sect. When dried, it produces a unique smoky purple color. I go there year-round to harvest it for this plant."
For a cultivator of the level of Liaoyi Daojun, picking a plant is just a matter of waving his hands. In order to protect their own interests, the major sects will not allow powerful cultivators to enter their territory at will. Therefore, every time Liaoyi Daojun goes to the south, he will go to visit the leader of Fansha Sect to say hello. There are many such plants in Qianlixiang Mountain, and they have strong reproductive capacity. The leader of Fansha Sect will not make things difficult for Liaoyi Daojun because of this, and he is very grateful that he can make friends with Yanjian Sect because of this plant.
"The last time I went to the south, I accidentally discovered that a disciple of the Fansha Sect took a large amount of food and crossed the barrier to the human world. When he appeared again, there was a large amount of gold and silver treasures from the mortal world in his storage bag." Because the disciple's cultivation level was not high, it was easy for Leyi to find out what he wanted.
She continued, "I thought I had a pretty good relationship with the Fansha Sect's leader, and I planned to investigate this matter for her. Unexpectedly, the investigation ultimately led back to her son. I told her about this..."
It was after that that Daojun Liaoyi never went to the south again. It was nothing, the leader of Fansha Sect personally ordered that she was not welcome to go there.
"Oh, so the Fansha Sect took all the grain they received back to the mortal realm to exchange for gold, silver, and treasures?" Le Gui said angrily. "So now they're out of food and have started collecting surplus grain from the people!"
"With the great calamity approaching, it's normal for those with short-sightedness to have such thoughts..." Jian Wushuang sighed helplessly, "It's normal, I guess."
Not to mention that the surviving population in the entire world is now rapidly decreasing, and even the spiritual energy has been halved. It is hard to say what the future will be like. In the eyes of many cultivators, these resources preserved from the catastrophe should be left for the cultivators to use. As for those weak mortals who have no cultivation, they should not occupy the resources, as it would be a waste.
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