Qin Ran had been wandering around in Mo City for more than a month, thinking only of how to sneak into the palace and become the Emperor of Xuan Qin.
Just as Zhang Liang thought, the entire huge empire existed because of that one man. If that man was killed, the entire powerful empire would collapse in an instant. So there was the assassination at Bolingsha.
Xuan Qin was also a highly centralized feudal dynasty with an ambitious emperor, so as long as Zhao Zheng was killed, all the crises would disappear on their own.
but……
He never expected that before he could figure out a way to enter the palace, Emperor Xuan Qin would come out of the palace to find him.
At this moment, Qin Ran stood in front of Zhao Zheng and finally realized that he had made a huge mistake... He still underestimated the enemy.
It turns out that weakness and ignorance are not the most fatal, but arrogance is.
He thought he was a monk, thought he was just a water incarnation, thought he was careful enough, but, deep in his heart, he still felt that this was a mortal kingdom, and apart from that incarnation monk, there was nothing worth noting. He looked down at Modu with a condescending attitude.
Therefore, he must suffer this disaster.
Who says that the emperor of a mortal dynasty must be a mortal?
Is there such a provision? No.
It was just that everyone had always believed that the king of a mortal kingdom would only be a mortal, and that cultivators were rarely interested in mortal power. Qin Ran also subconsciously believed this. He came from a world without supernatural powers, and the question of whether a cultivator could become an emperor was almost a blind spot in his thinking. He had never even thought about it.
But has it always been like this, and is it correct?
Yes, Zhao Zheng, who was sitting at the tea table, was a cultivator with great accomplishments. Qin Ran could see clearly that he was a cultivator in the late stage of foundation building, with a very solid foundation, not inferior to the Tianjiao disciples of Daojian Sect.
Zhao Zheng made a cup of tea for Qin Ran and said:
"In this world, mortals' lives are not worth living. When cultivators fight, sword energy and magic are rampant. They can easily move mountains and seas, destroy cities and countries, and kill tens of thousands, millions, and hundreds of millions of mortals. The lives of mortals are like ants. What do you think about this, Fellow Daoist Qin?"
Qin Ran walked to the tea table and sat down, taking the teacup handed over by Zhao Zheng. He didn't know what Zhao Zheng was going to say, so he remained silent.
"Let's not talk about accidental injuries in battle. If a cultivator is in a bad mood, he can destroy a mortal city at will; if a cultivator wants to practice evil techniques, he can capture hundreds or thousands of mortals for blood sacrifice. What do you think about this, Fellow Daoist Qin, who was once a mortal?" Zhao Zheng asked again.
Qin Ran still couldn't figure out what Zhao Zheng wanted to say. Was he going to say that mortal lives are also lives?
After a little speculation, he finally spoke: "In this world, the rules of heaven are like this. The bodies of Jindan cultivators are completely transcendental, and the souls of Shenhua cultivators are completely transcendental. When a golden elixir is swallowed, cultivators and mortals are no longer the same species. The cultivators look at mortals just like mortals look at ants."
When Zhao Zheng heard Qin Ran's words about scientific dialectics, he was stunned for a moment.
He asked again, "Cultivators were all mortals once. Those with good talents, like Fellow Daoist Qin, became Golden Core cultivators before the age of thirty. At this moment, your parents are still alive, as are your brothers and sisters, so do you think they are ants? Are they not of the same species as you?"
Qin Ran did not have any real feelings for his relatives in this life, and did not have deep feelings, but when he thought of the relationship between Li Shiyin and her family, he shook his head unconsciously.
"There are rules among civilian gangs, so that the harm will not affect the family, but there is no such rule among monks." Zhao Zheng said, "So, in order not to affect ordinary people, the monks with the best character are just indifferent to fame and fortune and live in seclusion in the mountains."
At this point, Qin Ran finally couldn't help himself and asked, "What exactly does your majesty want to say?"
The two countries were at war, and when they caught a spy, they didn't ask about the war, but asked about the monks... What a great Emperor Xuan Qin, is he also the kind of person who doesn't care about the people but asks about ghosts and gods?
"Monks should follow rules, and mortals should have dignity." Zhao Zheng poured himself a cup of tea.
Qin Ran had a vague grasp of something, because he remembered that Emperor Xuan Qin had something to do after unifying the Immortal Relics Land, but he still couldn't figure out what he was going to do.
He looked at him, waiting for him to continue.
Zhao Zheng tasted a cup of hot tea, put the cup on the table, and continued to pour tea for himself. He gestured to Qin Ran to drink the tea and said:
"If it weren't for you, Beichu would have been incorporated into Xuanqin, and Yuntian Sect would have been fully integrated into Mocheng. I only need to integrate the national strength of the two countries and the two countries' sects, and then the trend will be set and unstoppable. Even if the other five countries and other sects reacted by then, they would no longer have the strength to resist. Just like the carriage has started, all the mantises that opened their hands to block the wheels will be crushed into powder.
"You are not the first person to guess my idea, but those idiots either didn't care or bet that I couldn't do it, and no one took it seriously. You are the first person to see the whole process and know how I will unify the Immortal Relics. You are a cultivator, but you have such a keen eye for the general situation in the world, which is amazing."
Qin Ran thought to himself, "Because I know someone who does just that."
He asked, "I want to know what you will do after you unify the Immortal Relics Land? What will you do to make the monks have rules and the mortals have dignity?"
Zhao Zheng held the tea, put his words together, and then said: "To practice nowadays, you need spiritual roots. But among ordinary people, there are only one in ten thousand. And these people only have spiritual roots, and their virtues and temperaments are uncertain. A child who has been brought into a world where the weak are preyed upon by the strong since childhood, what kind of person he will be when he grows up can actually be inferred, but just another demon with powerful and indifferent life.
“Those who have both talent and virtue are ordinary people; those who have neither father nor king are monks.
"If we want to make monks have rules and mortals have dignity, we must change this situation. And to change this situation, we need to practice without emphasizing spiritual roots.
"If we don't value spiritual roots, what do we value? Morality and knowledge. For example, students should be knowledgeable and wise. The higher their knowledge and cultivation, the higher their morals will be. In the end, they can become saints. For example, soldiers should defend their country. The greater their merits, the higher their combat power will be. In the end, they can become Taoists. For example, officials should govern the country. The higher their official positions, the higher their cultivation will be. In the end, they can become immortals."
Qin Ran listened and began to understand Zhao Zheng's thoughts a little bit.
“This is the result, but how do you achieve this?”
Zhao Zheng drank another cup of hot tea and said, "I plan to turn the Immortal Relics Land into a whole, concentrate all the spiritual energy, and realize what I just said with the will of heaven."
"How can we control the will of heaven?"
"Just create a new will of heaven for yourself." Zhao Zheng said lightly.
"How to create the will of heaven?"
“Formation…” Zhao Zheng put down the teacup and looked at Qin Ran, “Master Qin, use the formation. Set up a formation to cover the entire Immortal Relics Land.”
Qin Ran picked up the teacup, his hands shaking constantly, and it took him a long time before he was able to drink a cup of hot tea.
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