These players are more cunning than cunning

Chapter 181 Saint, a monument in human history!
Sunset.

Gui Pu hurried out of the restaurant. All the shops on the street had closed early, and there was almost no one on the street.

"Tonight is the last night of the weird outbreak."

he murmured.

Tomorrow will be the red sun, and now is the darkest time before dawn.

This night will be the coldest night in the past 150 years!
There were gusts of cold wind in the city.

The darkness at this moment was like the eternal night, covering up the noise and brightness of the day, and the temperature between heaven and earth dropped suddenly.

It was as if the whole world had suddenly come to a frozen ice field, with a freezing cold wind blowing.

A thick and cold atmosphere like the abyss of hell lingers throughout Kyushu, immersing the world in a quiet and mysterious atmosphere.

"We must take advantage of the chaos to attack the city."

Gui Pu raised his head and gazed into the distance at the eternal night sky that had lost its stars:
"Early tomorrow morning, the saint will grant amnesty to the world, and the heaven and earth will be clear and bright, with no more foul air. The three ancestors of my Zhang family will also be taken away."

His back straightened up and he showed a long-lost tension.

He left his hometown and thought of the three amiable ancestors at this special moment.

The three figures patiently taught the younger generations and gently explained the knowledge.

The history of their Zhang family was written by each other. They are the monuments in the ancient family tree and the hymns of progress amid the roar. Now they will all disappear with the dust of history.

Like all the direct descendants of the Zhang family, he grew up under the guidance of these three people, studied, and answered questions, which led to his current achievements.

They are monuments of history and elders admired by future generations.

"The whole family is gone."

He carried a long sword on his back and pulled his clothes together. He suddenly felt that today was extremely cold. It was indeed a winter that only comes once every 150 years.

"Don't worry, ancestors. I will take care of the future."

When he lowered his head, his expression was back to normal.

"Let's go," he chanted, "let's attack this city at night."

It’s not that he doesn’t want to save him, it’s that he can’t.

Even though the ancestor has disappeared, the Zhang family may still be able to make a comeback.

If he were to pull out the three ancestors, everyone would know that he was a member of the Zhang family. Who would tolerate them?

"Are you really okay?" Sword Fairy asked softly.

"Sometimes, only by abandoning the past can you have the future." Gui Pu showed a hint of self-mockery on his face.

"Can you tell us about the current saint?" The Sword Fairy suddenly asked.

Gui Pu smiled and suddenly became interested:

"In the history of mankind, there is a tower that reaches the sky. He sits at the top of the peak of knowledge and wisdom. He is the greatest hero in history."

"He is the saint of today, and has ruled the entire Jiusui Dynasty for hundreds of thousands of years, and has never declined."

"It is no exaggeration to say that the reason why humans were able to open up the Three Flowers and embark on the path to immortality was because of this person who led a group of sages to taste hundreds of herbs and opened up the current era of the Three Flowers Immortal Path. He opened up the initial concept of the Five Body Realm."

"In the ancient times when people had no way to practice cultivation, he used wild fantasies to fight against ideals, planted spiritual roots in his body, explored the theory of planting three flowers on the top of his head, proved the conjecture of the endless cycles in the body, and promoted the development and iteration of spiritual roots time and time again over hundreds of thousands of years, which led to the brilliant achievements of this era."

"He overthrew the old dynasty that cannibalized people hundreds of thousands of years ago and established a new policy, making everyone in the world equal and cultivating spiritual roots."

He looked at the sky and said softly:

"He is a hero among heroes, a living epic, the brightest star in the great history of mankind, and the greatest seeker."

"There are countless tombstones under his feet. Countless ancient heroes have turned into tombstones. He is the only one still alive, walking alone in the cemetery full of his companions."

The Sword Fairy's heart trembled when she heard this.

This is the real mythological fairy world with a long history!

All the great power belongs to oneself.

The power of one person is enough to suppress the ages and create a prosperous era. His life is a mythological era lasting hundreds of thousands of years.

Even the history of dinosaurs is more than 100 million years old. If this fairy world is less than hundreds of thousands of years old, it would be a joke.

Even more than hundreds of thousands of years.

There are the so-called old dynasties in the past, and the more distant mythological era is difficult to trace back.

But now, after countless eras of development, it is now recognized as the strongest era of the immortal way!
Even a cultivator at the fifth body realm is so outrageous. If he lives for eight hundred years, you can imagine how many times he has been iterated and updated.

After all, the times are moving forward on the shoulders of great men, not backwards!

This mythical emperor ruled the country for hundreds of thousands of years and opened up nine provinces with flowers and plants named after spiritual plants.

And in every city, a red building was built - a local cemetery.

It is precisely because of this facility that the major families can be checked and balanced to a certain extent, allowing young people to go in and seek advice from past sages.

Otherwise, with family "private tombs" everywhere, ordinary people would not even be qualified to contact their ancestors, which would only make the upward path for ordinary people more unbreakable!

even.

The red sun before our eyes also makes the entire Kyushu flow like living water, drawing away the stubborn diseases that have already fallen into despair and are relying on their ancestral tombs to survive, and leaving new positions for future generations.

There were all kinds of measures to govern the country, to check and balance the noble families, the powerful factions, and religions, which were full of details. Moreover, the country was governed by severe punishments, such as being torn apart by five horses, being torn apart by a chariot, and being beheaded. The punishments imposed on different monks varied from person to person.

This allows the court to rule the country with severe laws without encountering too much resistance from the aristocratic families, and can also suppress monks from breaking the law with force, thus protecting the common people to the greatest extent possible.

It is reflected in all the details.

This saint who leads mankind forward has been balancing the forces of all parties, opening up many eras, and carrying the heavy burden for the people of the world. This has led to the current prosperous era of immortals!

The Sword Fairy murmured:

"It really seems to be a vast and sprawling world of evil, with its own punishments and rules, perfectly self-consistent, worthy of being the greatest flourishing age."

Originally, she felt that the greatest era was just a name, after all, although the people had the opportunity to study, they still suffered.

But now it seems that the strangeness and danger of this world's cultivation system means that it is bound to be impossible to be perfect.

It’s already very good to be able to achieve this level.

Even the so-called great disaster of the Red Sun, in which countless people were displaced, was a sacrifice made to maintain the inevitable order of the cycle of life and death and to send away most of the evil.

Gui Pu sighed,
"Yes, we were born in this age of brilliant stars and witnessed all this glory. This is the most fortunate thing for all human beings!"

He smiled softly: "It's time to take action."

With a loud bang and a flash, they suddenly entered the clan’s territory in the urban area.

"who!?"

Soon, a voice mixed with shock and anger was heard.

Several Three Yuan Realm cultivators in the family shouted angrily, "You are the wanted demon cultivator. How dare you do this? You are actually taking advantage of the situation to rob people."

"Just tell me if you have what I want!" Gui Pu's wild laughter echoed throughout the winter night.

The other party was silent for a while, "This medicine, I have it, take it!"

"Farewell!"

Gui Pu took the storage ring, took a look at one of them, and smiled with satisfaction.

He swung his sword suddenly.

Phew!

The huge sword shadow almost split the entire huge ancestral land in half. It was unknown how many people died in it, and they stood up staggeringly as scarecrows.

"How dare you!" A voice mixed with shock and anger came, "Go and save them quickly, and kill those scarecrows, before they spread everywhere, increase in number, and wipe out our clan."

The entire family was moving around, fighting was heard, and fires were put out everywhere.

"Go to the next one."

Gui Pu showed a smile.

The red sun is the best opportunity for him to take advantage of the situation.

All the monks in the Three Yuan Realm were restrained.

Under normal circumstances, it would be difficult for him to provoke a large family in a city, let alone all the families in the entire city!

It's just bullying them because they can't get away.

"Won't the others learn from us to become bandits and take advantage of the red sun to rob people?" the Sword Fairy suddenly asked.

Gui Pu shook his head: "For other great cultivators who can reach the Three Yuan Realm, don't they have ancestors to suppress them in their own families? The righteous and the evil, everyone is very busy, how can they have the time to rob other families."

People in the Sanyuan Realm must have families.

It is impossible for a wild cultivator to reach the Three Yuan Realm.

This requires the foundation of a large family in the city, and at least several million magic coins of resources to provide a Three Yuan Realm cultivator.

How can you, a casual cultivator, get such resources?

The best that a casual cultivator can do is to save up a few thousand or tens of thousands of magic money and barely break through to the fourth organ realm.

If you want to go a step further, you can join the family and become a worshiper.

If one's talent is even more amazing, he or she will be employed by the imperial court, such as Jian Xin.

"So, basically no one will rob other families in Hongri! Of course, there are exceptions, such as people like me who have no pressure from elders and will take advantage of the situation to rob."

Gui Pu smiled.
"But if ordinary robbers attack them, they won't be able to hurt them."

“They will only be afraid of me if I hold a divine weapon that is too lethal to their lower-level monks, and is good at virus infection and can turn into a natural disaster and kill 800,000 people in one night.”

The Sword Fairy thought it made sense.

If they were ordinary robbers, what would they be afraid of?
If an ordinary Three Yuan Realm being launches a surprise attack, even if the entire family is restrained, they will still be able to fight back!
But the Scarecrow's Sword is designed to kill small fry!

I can't help your family to complete the Three Yuan Realm renovation, so I will just deal with your younger generation. Just tell me whether you will pay or not!
Otherwise you are just a lone commander.

They were afraid that they would end up like the three big families in the neighboring Pyeongchang City, where all the troops were wiped out overnight.

That's why there was heavy bleeding.

"Let's go to the next one."

Gui Pu smiled and said, "I'm afraid something urgent has happened in the court! Jian Xin really didn't show up, and he's not trying to lure me. I have to visit more houses before the Red Sun. Once the Red Sun is over tomorrow, I have to run away."

(End of this chapter)