Master Yunhua glanced sideways and warned, "You are seeking death by forcing the emperor to abdicate. Put away that thought."
A year ago, 12 sects of practitioners openly went to the Moon Palace to oppose the great migration that had been prepared for eight years. It was the first time since the Immortal Era that so many people openly opposed the immortals.
The natural outcome was that they were suppressed by the Moon Palace and Shangqing Palace together. In front of the two great masters in the Spirit Transformation Stage, they were beaten down as soon as they shouted the first sentence.
But the cause and effect of the contradiction had already been sown, and in just one year, Master Yunhua heard no less than a hundred complaints, from disciples, friends, and some irrelevant people.
The elder said unconvincedly, "We have helped these mortals for 30 years, and we have done our best. If I had used these 30 years to practice, maybe I would have a chance to break through to the Nascent Soul stage. Master, I am now over 600 years old, and I don't have much time left."
The life span of the Jindan stage is over 500 years old, and his peak Jindan cultivation can live up to 700 years old. Now he is over 600 years old, and he may die tomorrow. Now is the time to race against time. Only by breaking through the Nascent Soul stage can he have a chance of survival.
But he couldn't break through, even if he was given another 100 years.
True Man Yunhua was very clear about the foundation of his elder. In his opinion, he did not think that the other party could break through to the Nascent Soul stage, but he could not take away his cultivation.
He slowed his voice slightly and said, "The next round of rotation is about to begin. I will help you submit the list."
At first, there were few complaints among the monks, but since the Great Migration began, complaints have increased. Because the number of rotation places has been decreasing, now less than 10% of people can rotate.
Generally, the candidates are monks who are in urgent need of a breakthrough.
The elder immediately smiled happily and said, "Thank you, Master. Thank you, Master."
The elder left with satisfaction, and Yun Hua Zhenren continued to stand on the cloud, watching over the migrating people. From time to time, he had to kill some monsters that escaped from the Taigu Divine Mountain. These monsters were also affected by the natural disaster and were now starving and bloated.
Faced with the huge crowds of people in the great migration, there will naturally be those who are not afraid of death and want to snatch food from them.
Master Yunhua looked at the turbulent crowd and the mortals with evil faces. There were often rapists and looters, countless thieves, and forming gangs and factions was common.
As time went by, he began to feel a little bored.
The sun rose and set, and the rain fell again and again. Master Yunhua sat in the clouds for two full years.
He no longer remembered how many people he had received during the mass migration, and how many mortals he had killed in order to maintain order. Only the fatigue in his heart was growing heavier.
Is it really necessary to save these foolish mortals?
Suddenly, a ray of light flew over the horizon, and two figures approached rapidly, both of them were Jindan. One of them was the elder of the sect whom he sent back two years ago, and the other was Jindan from Shangqing Palace.
Taoist Master Yunhua narrowed his eyes slightly, and saw that Jindan from Shangqing Palace was carrying an elder from his sect. The elder was covered in dust and dirt, and it was obvious that he had been severely beaten.
When the elder saw Master Yunhua, he immediately shouted, "Master, save me!!"
Shangqing Palace Jindan stopped in front of Yunhua Zhenren, took out a bright yellow jade silk, bowed slightly, and said: "Greetings to Yunhua Zhenren, this is the decree of the Immortal Palace."
Zhenren Yunhua took the decree and took a closer look. The content inside was the punishment for him, the elder of the sect.
[Xianxia Sect's Yunfan Zhenren disobeyed the order and did not come out, so he did not show sincerity in his intentions. Therefore, he was punished to guard the No. 23 Tucheng, the first-class city, to help the common people and repay the karma.]
"Senior, I still have a mission to complete, so I will leave first."
The golden elixir of Shangqing Palace carried the flying magic weapon and disappeared into the horizon under the glow of the sunset.
The workload of the monks in the One Palace and Two Gates is more than three times that of other monks, and they rarely stay in one place for long.
There were only two people left above the clouds, and the atmosphere was silent.
The elder of the sect was in a state of despair, and he murmured, "I just failed once. Give me a few more years and I will definitely be able to break through. I will definitely be able to break through to the Nascent Soul stage!"
Then he stepped forward and knelt before Master Yuan Hua.
"Master, you must help me, I have already reached the fifth stage of aging!"
"You took the Infant Forming Pill from the Spiritual Treasury?"
“…”
"Stay here and repay your karma."
Master Yunhua patted the other person's shoulder, both to comfort and to warn him.
The Immortal Palace was not completely heartless, and would even provide resources to cultivators who were about to break through, such as various elixirs for breaking through the mirror. But everything had a price, and no matter whether the breakthrough was successful or not, one had to work for the Immortal Palace and write down the contract in black and white.
If it succeeds, the monks will naturally be willing, but if it fails, there will always be people who want to try it a second time.
There are many people who regret their decision.
I don’t know if Elder Jindan heard it or not, he was still muttering to himself that if he tried again, he would definitely be able to successfully break through to the Nascent Soul stage.
Master Yunhua ignored it because it was his own choice.
A month later, the Jindan elder who failed to break through fled and was captured by the monks of Shangqing Palace. A head was sent to Yunhua Zhenren and seen by many monks.
This is a warning to all monks who have such thoughts.
"Why."
Taoist Master Yunhua shook his head and sighed. He could feel that Shangqing Palace was becoming more and more severe in its confrontation with the immortal sects in the world.
There was a flood in Xiandao for 34 years.
The Xianxia Sect completed the handover with other sects, and they were no longer responsible for the earthen cities along the way of migration.
When Master Yunhua arrived at Tianzhou, he saw a huge city standing on the plateau at some point, with countless mortals resting and recuperating in it. The endless rice fields gave the desolate desert a golden coat, and the breeze blew through, with countless farmers wearing straw hats working in it.
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