It would be very difficult to gather so many powerful people in the cultivation world, but in this era of reincarnation of heroes, the thing that is least lacking is powerful people.
"Then let's hold a competition to see if this fragment of the Heavenly Dao can really block the poison of incense."
Just as everyone was about to leave, the figure who spoke on behalf of the White Lotus Mother said, "This time we are here to explore the world without the Heavenly Dao. Mortals fighting each other is definitely not interesting, so the Mother has prepared something new."
"Those contestants will obtain your Dao, or more precisely, the traces of Dao rhyme that you left behind during the heavenly tribulation."
After these words were spoken, the people hiding in the shadows had different expressions, but all showed a slight surprise.
"Are you sure? How can we be worthy of leaving a mark in the world?"
I don't know if the person who said this was being modest or sincere, at least most people think he was being modest. We are all the pride of our times, and although we may not all be kings, at least we are all strong people who only appear once in millions of people.
They are not the geniuses to be expected in the future, but the strong ones who have climbed to the top. So the geniuses of this era are very cheap, because they are there.
"Perhaps, the Holy Mother is not sure either. The laws of this world are in chaos, and currently the laws of the ancient times and the immortal ways are mixed together."
The petite figure let out a clear voice.
"And if you don't know how you were reincarnated, thinking backwards, the knowledge of this world is still very useful. In the end, the winner will get the fragment of the Heavenly Dao."
Everyone was silent, thinking about what had just been said.
Is it really possible to obtain the Tao of others? Perhaps it is possible, the Bodhi Realm and the Demon Abyss have similar powers.
The figures disappeared one after another, and each party had their own ulterior motives.
Although everyone is gathered in this space now, they all have hatred for each other. The monks who were originally dormant here are more hostile to the White Lotus Demon. No one likes this kind of guy who damages their interests. The Black Soil State still has a unified government on the surface, but it is a puppet used to attract attention.
In secret, all regions have long been divided up by the sects. The most obvious feature is that the law has completely lost its deterrent power and is as good as a blank sheet of paper. Instead, a new order is established, managed by the law enforcement hall of the immortal sect. If Shenzhou is the immortal era, then the outside world is the ancient times.
Practitioners are like the literati in ancient China or the aristocrats in ancient Western countries.
If a practitioner kills one person, he shall be sentenced to ten days of solitary confinement. If it is multiple people, he shall be flogged. If it is more than a hundred people, he shall be killed without mercy.
Killing is not illegal, only massacre will lead to death.
The sect is a ruling machine anyway. In ancient times, it was actually the government. Organizations of this nature usually focus on maintaining stability, and it is impossible for disciples to disrupt order. But it is only to maintain basic order. Sect disciples are undoubtedly superior to ordinary people.
So has the Black Soil State become a disaster? The answer is no, it has become better. At least the sect will take care of the people's food, and the reincarnated great power also knows that mortals will starve to death if they don't eat.
With modern food production being so high, it is nothing to let these mortals have a meal. Even the demons know how to give people a meal.
Why hoard food and sell it to other regions to make more money? They don't need this. They need more population and more talented disciples.
As long as it is not a spiritual stone or spiritual object, it is not money.
Of course, this does not mean that the sect is a messenger of justice. A society where practitioners are superior to others is destined to be not good.
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In Hanshui, Li Yi's family is having dinner, and Li's father is watching the news on his mobile phone as usual.
[The World's Strongest Fighter Competition will be held in Black Soil Province in a month, hosted by the Black Soil Government. We hope to pass on the bravery of the Shang Dynasty and restore the orthodoxy of the Shang Dynasty...]
[No age or gender restrictions, fight without any restrictions until the other party dies. Friendly spoiler, this competition is held by an immortal, and participants can gain supernatural powers. If you hear the truth in the morning, you can die in the evening.]
[The final prize is 5 billion worth of gold. You heard it right, 5 billion gold! Action is better than thought! ]
The exaggerated content instantly caught the attention of Li's father and mother. After all, the world fighting competition, death fight, 5 billion gold... and so on, are very eye-catching for ordinary people.
Father Li said, "Are you crazy? Spending 5 billion gold on this kind of competition, I even suspect that the corrupt officials there are laundering money. I heard that drugs are rampant there, and drugs are grown everywhere. The government might as well use the money to buy weapons."
In the eyes of the people of Shenzhou, the Black Soil State has always been very chaotic. Twenty years ago, when Shenzhou completed its modernization and even mobile phone communications had become popular, they were still in the midst of warlord melee. It was not until fifteen years ago that they barely settled down.
But it soon fell into chaos again and became the world's largest drug exporting region.
Li's mother said, "This fighting match is too scary. It won't count until the other person dies."
"It's normal. There's chaos outside of China. It's not as peaceful as here. There are videos of people being skinned alive and their brains being ripped open."
After Mr. Li came into contact with the Internet, he apparently watched some videos circulated from outside.
Li Yi didn't even look at it, nor did he even pay attention to what was said.
At noon, Li Lili also asked him about the fighting competition.
"Brother, is this world's number one fighting competition really organized by you cultivators?"
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