I am a living immortal.

At the end, Lin Zhisu sighed helplessly.

"We're all to blame for this. Otherwise, the world wouldn't be like this. We woke up too late and were too shortsighted. This is all my fault, yours too. I can only try to make amends as much as possible."

"Forget it, forget it!"

Lin Zhisu walked out of the hall step by step with great determination. He had a good habit of saying and doing what he said. The next day, he set out for the Wendao Sect before daybreak. It was actually not far, only two or three days' journey by carriage.

Lin Yuan was shocked when he heard that his father was going to scold both the immortals and Buddhas.

No, how can a mere mortal like you be so brave?

He even suspected that his father was also reincarnated from the outside world like himself, but then he thought about it and felt that it was even more impossible.

Then he had to follow with a shameless face, although he was of no use, but he was young and could step forward to stop the situation when it was about to get out of control, which would always make those who practiced Taoism and Buddhism have second thoughts. If he died, everyone would feel guilty.

After Lin Yuan's repeated requests, Lin Zhisu finally agreed.

The two men traveled lightly with six or seven guards.

It was the first time for Lin Yuan to leave the imperial capital, but he was still able to learn something about the world situation from the conversations among his servants.

First, the emperor led the army in person.

This emperor looks like a reincarnated person, and the one fighting against the emperor is...Huang San?

Oh my god, if the name Huang San wasn't too niche, he would have thought he had recognized the wrong person. According to the description of the servants, this person is a god of war, wearing black iron armor and holding a mountain-breaking halberd.

The only thing that makes sense is that he is said to be both loyal and righteous.

Loyalty, faithfulness, loyalty, and affection can all be matched.

And righteousness, justice, and kindness also make sense.

This was completely different from what he had seen, when he was being chased and hacked by a group of people on the street, and when he was busy running around when visiting Mr. Su.

Why are the people in this magical world different from what I know?

He was more curious about Mount Wendao.

It seems that most of the people who practice Taoism are included in this sect. Just by listening to the popular science, you will know that there are sword practitioners, formation practitioners, medicine practitioners, immortal practitioners, and Taoist practitioners. It includes everything.

Concentrate the entire world of immortal cultivation into one sect.

This should be the work of Mr. Su, and the sudden death of the head of the Taoist Sect should also be a setting.

Based on Lin Yuan's superficial understanding, Mr. Su wanted to see what kind of sparks would be created by the various sects that had lost control over themselves in their fight for the position of the head sect master.

This is also part of the discussion.

The collision of Tao and Tao is one of the reasons why Lin Yuan feels that his father is not a reincarnated person. You know, they all reincarnate with memories, and the first thing they will think about when they arrive is why they come, and in the end they will come to a conclusion.

Discussing Tao.

It just so happened that this sect was called Wendao, and the headmaster had passed away at this time, leaving the position vacant. Everyone should have the same idea, which was to compete for the position of headmaster.

And this is also the reason for the chaos.

Once a framework is formed in their minds, they will subconsciously ignore other details in the world. If it weren't for the fact that bystanders see things more clearly, Lin Yuan would have thought the same.

Of course, this is definitely not all.

There must be two or three people who realized, or thought, that the position of the headmaster was not their path, and went looking for other paths.

They can be said to be the group with the clearest cognition.

The more he observed, the more Lin Yuan felt that he still had a long way to go. In this world, almost everyone can find their own goal, or path.

Some of these paths are similar, some are intertwined and contradictory, there are frictions, confrontations, mutual assistance, and some are even completely unrelated.

This is what makes the world more real.

When these different paths come together, they inadvertently change the direction of the world.

This is really... The more Lin Yuan thought about it, the more shocked he became.

Of course, if Su Mu were here, he would tell Lin Yuan not to be so foolish.

And this reminder is done by the old goat.

The cat's paw slapped Lin Yuan on the face, waking him up as he started to overthink things.

"What's the point of thinking so much? Just wake up."

The fat cat felt the sunlight coming through the window, with its limbs raised up, its belly exposed, and fiddled with the sunlight.

"Thanks for the reminder. It was my fault." Lin Yuan bowed his head and thanked him.

Lin Zhisu's convoy moved forward slowly.

Outside the imperial city, the prosperity seemed like an illusory bubble that faded away in an instant. There were many beggars on the road. Even those who were not refugees were skinny and walked on the road with their heads tilted vertically, exhausted. The burden of survival made people breathless.

This was close to the imperial city, and he couldn't imagine the dire straits that the people outside were living in.

However, the war broke out again.

The emperor personally led the army to fight, which seemed extremely powerful, but where would the food and money come from? War is no joke, and the wool comes from the sheep, and in the end, after layers of exploitation, the people still have to pay the price.

This has become an unsolvable situation.

When the people suffer, there will be rebellion, and when there is rebellion, it will be suppressed. When both sides go to war, there will inevitably be consumption, and this consumption will be borne by the people, making their lives even more difficult. This is an unsolvable cycle.

His father understood this feeling of powerlessness.

So he could do what he could. Although he was the right prime minister, he had no military power and his family was not rich. He could not save everyone, so running a porridge stall was the best he could do.

After all, pens can't produce food.

As for the entire civil service group, if you, Lin Zhisu, are kind and generous, that is your business. Others want to live a good life, but greed cannot be stopped. You can only be greedy within a limited scope. I have already done my best.

The officialdom is not simple, and how many saints are there?

Even Lin Zhisu couldn't do it, let alone others.

Therefore, he could only start with the demonic infestation. After all, he would save as many as he could. A whole city? A thousand? A hundred? Even if it was only ten people, it would be worth it for him to make this journey.

So Lin Zhisu came.

From afar, it was a mountain range shrouded in mist, and the Wendao Sect was located in the mountain range. Seven peaks surrounded the main peak, and there were pavilions and towers on each peak. This was the Wendao Sect.

Except for the first peak, each of the seven peaks has its own merits.

Lin Zhisu really looked like an immortal.

But he was not here as a guest, but to cause trouble. It was unprecedented for a mortal to cause trouble for cultivators.

So I stopped thinking about enjoying the beautiful scenery.

Lin Zhisu did not bring any guards with him. He just held Lin Yuan's hand and walked towards the winding ancient road.

Few people walk on these steps.

Which of those immortal cultivators doesn't ride on rainbows and cranes to travel high in the sky?

Lin Yuan looked at it curiously. He was also very curious about what was different about the Wendao Sect established by Mr. Su.