Mysterious mirror hanging high

Jing Yu looked at the indignant Taoist Cangsong with contempt in his eyes. This old Taoist's acting skills were really too poor.

However, no one really cared how much of Cangsong Daoist's anger was genuine or fake, because a clear tone had already been set after the many body cultivators failed to assassinate Wu Qi today...

The market town will begin to gradually regulate and clear out the mortal body cultivators!

It should be noted that there are currently 3,000 registered cultivators in the entire Wushan Market, and about 5,000 mortal body cultivators, plus tens of thousands of relatives of the cultivators and mortal body cultivators. These are the permanent population of the entire Wushan Market. Among them, those with the worst treatment can live in sheds outside the market, while the remaining hundreds of thousands of ordinary mortal servants cannot even live inside the market. They can only rest in the villages and towns outside the market at night, and then get up very early every day to work in the market.

However, with the popularity of the strongman puppets, the role of mortal body cultivators in the market is getting smaller and smaller. After all, they are not like cultivators. Even cultivators at the first level of Qi training, as long as they can use their magic power, can go to the spiritual plant garden to cultivate a spiritual field, and produce spiritual rice far exceeding their own consumption every year.

As monks continue to pour into the market, mortal body cultivators have become "low-end population" that are of little use and must be cleared out!

The secret that Zhao Mingyu revealed to Jing Yu a few days ago was the whole plan of several body-refining gangs in Wushan Market to unite and send out several mid- and high-level body-refining practitioners to kill the puppeteer Wu Qi when the number of foreign cultivators increased and the law enforcement team in the market was overwhelmed!

Even Zhao Mingyu was deeply involved in this plan! Otherwise, she wouldn't know so many details.

"But in the end, Third Sister still sold this news to the upper echelons of Wushan Market... That's why today's drama unfolded." Jing Yu sneered inwardly: "Why did Third Sister betray those old friends she's known for years? Is it because Yuan Xi's spiritual roots were detected and he's about to become a cultivator?"

"Once a spiritual root child appears in the family of a mortal body cultivator, the entire family becomes the cultivator's relatives. Such mortals can still live in the market town. The identities of [relatives of a cultivator] and [mortal body cultivator] inherently have different demands."

"No, that's not right!"

Jing Yu suddenly realized that he had underestimated Zhao Mingyu.

Whether Zhao Mingyu betrayed the mortal body cultivator or not was definitely not something that could be changed by Yuan Xi's detection of his spiritual roots!

"Yes, yes! Regardless of whether Yuan Chen and Yuan Xi have spiritual roots or not, Third Sister has made up her mind to sell those mortal body-refining gangs for a good price... She is the kind of person who will do anything to achieve her goals!"

Jing Yu felt a chill in his heart. "Even I can see that this group of body cultivators is just a desperate struggle, like an egg against a rock... but with Third Sister's intelligence, can't she see it? She's been determined to side with the market leaders from the very beginning!"

"So, if Third Sister reveals her assassination plan to the upper echelons of the market, confirming her identity as the informant, the market will simply take advantage of the situation and use this incident to expel the entire group of mortal body cultivators, making them no longer comparable to cultivators in terms of status! From now on, even Qi cultivators will be separated from mortals!"

"As an informer and traitor... the market will definitely reward Third Sister generously, even if it means buying horse bones for a fortune..."

But even if Zhao Mingyu didn't tell the truth, would the market give up on clearing out the mortal body cultivators?

Will not!

Jing Yu immediately thought that perhaps for the Foundation Establishment cultivators in Wushan Market, if the assassination went smoothly and the puppeteer Wu Qi died directly, it would be more beneficial to them!

Because this way I can take advantage of the issue more legitimately!

This is why, as Zhao Mingyu said, whether she is there or not, the overall situation cannot be changed. She is just being used as a scapegoat!

but……

"You'd rather be used as a scapegoat, would rather lose your reputation and be deserted by your friends and family, but you'd also like to swallow all the benefits given by the foundation-building cultivators, pave the way for the younger generation in your family, and earn some cultivation resources for Yuan Xi..." Jing Yu muttered to herself, "Third sister, this is really your style."

It can be said that the only person who needs to thank Zhao Mingyu in this incident is the puppeteer Wu Qi!

After all, if Zhao Mingyu hadn't informed on the matter, the market executives' plan to purge the mortal body cultivators would not have changed, but Wu Qi himself would most likely have died.

"Harmful!"

Jing Yu shook his head: "What's going on?"

In his opinion, the gradual replacement of mortal body cultivators by strength puppets and combat puppets is an unstoppable trend in the world of immortal cultivation. Although Wushan Market may have relied on a lot of mortal body cultivators in the early stage of its construction, after it grew and became stronger, the behavior of the market leaders who abandoned them seemed a bit ruthless and ungrateful, but it was actually foreseeable. After all, Jing Yu never expected such people in power, especially those who possessed great power themselves, to fully consider the situation of the weak.

From the perspective of a mortal body cultivator, he also found it difficult to understand.

Knowing that you are about to be eliminated from the world of immortal cultivation, why do you still insist on doing this?

In fact, even a mortal body cultivator at the first level can have the same status as an innate master in a secular country where there are no cultivators. He is a guest of honor of the ruler of a country, and can live a carefree life in the secular world.

If Jing Yu did not have spiritual roots and was just a mortal body cultivator, he would not have to wait until today, when the first version of the improved Hercules puppet by the puppeteer Wu Qi came out. He would no longer have to work hard to earn a few spirit stones every year and could have directly gone to the mortal country with poor spiritual energy and laid down.

But when Jing Yu thought about it from the perspective of these mortal body cultivators, he actually understood everything.

I have a long life span and don't have to worry about my lifespan, so I can't help but feel a bit like "Why not eat some meat?"

"In the final analysis, these mortal body cultivators who are determined to die in Wushan Market are actually just like my third sister. They still hope that their descendants will have a spiritual root, embark on the path of cultivation, and participate in the great path of immortality..."

"Cultivating immortals...has truly driven countless people crazy..."

"What kind of immortal is this cultivator?"

Jing Yu flicked his sleeves and was about to leave when he suddenly caught sight of the corpse of a mortal body cultivator on the ground.

The body of this body cultivator was originally brought here by a law enforcement monk. Perhaps the law enforcement monk had a new task, so he threw the body away casually. Anyway, there would naturally be a mortal servant who was responsible for cleaning up to clean it up in a while.

This body cultivator might have reached a very high level of body cultivation. Taoist Cangsong shot at least three water arrows at him, and his upper body was directly blown to pieces by these three water arrows, leaving no trace of his original shape.

Jing Yu suddenly felt that the way this man died was somewhat familiar. After thinking for a long time, he suddenly remembered something. His face became gloomy and he hurriedly left the place.

Forty-one years ago, at the birthday banquet of his father, Emperor Zhao Sheng, his eldest brother, Zhao Mingyang, was just like this mortal body cultivator. He was bitten off half of his body by the foundation-building cultivator, Black Blood Taoist, with a spell!

At this moment, just as at that moment.