Lord Mojun is almost pissed off every day

Lord Mojun has always been a person who walks the talk.

It has been since childhood.

When Lord Demon Lord was not Lord Demon Lord, the education he received from childhood was to keep his word.

Although the person who taught him did not do it, Lord Mojun still did what he said after a hundred years.

So Lord Mojun decided to fulfill his promise, and he began to prepare to plant spiritual plants in the barren land.

The magicians around him almost thought he was crazy.

The barren land is like being cursed. It is extremely arid, with yellow sand everywhere, and intermittent water sources. Demon cultivators need to go to the outside world to grab things, and it is even more difficult for ordinary people to live.

How could there be a spiritual plant here.

Moxiu, who was dissatisfied before, suddenly didn't want Lord Mojun to farm the land.

Lord Mojun is indeed inexperienced, doesn't seem to have suffered much, and has a bad temper.

But he didn't kill people casually.

Although they privately rumored that Lord Demon Lord is a very scary person, they were only forced to memorize a few books, and they still haven't memorized them by heart, Lord Demon Lord didn't say anything.

Lord Mojun is so white, thin and thin, and the wrist holding the big knife is slender and weak, it seems that he can't lift it at all.He always wears clothes with wide sleeves like that of Zhongyuan, half-lying on the bed to read a book or being fed fruit by a maid, lazily looking at people walking past and coming, with no emotion in his good-looking eyes.

The demon cultivators suddenly felt that if the Lord Demon Lord continues like this, they don't need him to take the lead to grab things, they can snatch them back to Lord Demon Lord.

Maybe Lord Mojun will be very happy. He is a god-turning stage, and there is a god-turning stage in the barren land. At least those decent people dare not send people to inquire about the news casually and treat them as some sect Task to do it?

Thinking about it this way... it seems that there is nothing wrong with it.

Moxiu hesitated for a while, but still couldn't help secretly looking for Mi Mei.

"My lord, Lord Mojun really wants to farm the land? You can persuade him, how is this possible! How many years have there been no spiritual plants in the barren land? The things grown by those mortals are not enough for them to eat, and they usually starve to death There are still fewer people?"

Qi Mei looked at them numbly, Moxiu paused in his heart, and said sadly: "I don't want to disobey Lord Demon Lord...that is, if Lord Demon Lord finds out that the barren land can't grow plants...wouldn't he be even more unhappy? ah."

Qi Mei was silent for a while, then shook her head, thinking heavily, ignorant human beings.

Lord Mojun has been wandering around for many years, he lacks nothing, no purpose, no direction, just blindly moving forward.

So, he's seen a lot.

The barren land was originally a place with abundant water and grass, fertile soil, and spiritual plants everywhere.

But that was all in ancient times.

Since the Netherworld was sealed, the ghost king was reincarnated, and the barbarian lord was suppressed, the barren land has gradually changed.

The barren land is the predecessor of the nether world, the appearance of the human world.

Sir Mojun knows all these things, but he is very surprised why these people don't know.

"... Nether Realm?" Qi Mei frowned, hesitated for a while, and then said carefully: "My lord, the Nether Realm is the place where the souls of the dead reside after death. Besides, it’s weird and unpredictable, how could we have anything to do with the Netherworld?”

Her eyes were full of blankness and disapproval.

Lord Mojun was silent for a while, he didn't understand why these people didn't know, but he knew these things as soon as he thought about it.

weird...

How could he know this?

Lord Mojun was also stunned. He used to be a handsome young man of Zhilan Yushu, who once saw all the flowers in Chang'an and was admired by others.

Those things have come a long way.

But Lord Mojun clearly remembered that he had no way to learn about these things.

So how did he know?

Lord Mojun touched his left wrist, and suddenly understood something.

"The barren land...isn't there a mountain in the southeast of the barren land?"

The head of the Western Mountains, Xuanyuan Mountain, has disappeared for thousands of years, and is rich in spiritual veins.

The demon cultivators may not be able to do these things, but Lord Demon Monarch can.

Because he is the new wild lord.

The majestic high mountains stretch endlessly, hidden among the clouds, and have been silent for many years.

Under Xuanyuan Mountain, it was originally the entrance to the Netherworld. It has been sealed for many years, and it should have been silent forever.

But on an unknown day, the seal was broken.

When the ghost king was born, misfortune and good fortune depended on each other.

But Lord Mojun doesn't know these things.

He just took people to the west mountain for a walk, and then walked into the clouds, saw the sun through the clouds, drew his long knife out of its sheath, the lord of the wilderness, and the ruler of the world's civil engineering.

Step by step, the new barbaric lord walked into Xuanyuan Mountain, which had been silent for thousands of years.

The lonely mountain gradually had spiritual energy, and the spiritual veins gushing out from the bottom of the mountain were irrigating this Xuanyuan Mountain, and the barbarian came here with satisfaction, enjoying the place that belonged to him.

Wild and Nether, originally twins.

The ghost enters the world of ghosts, and the wilderness resides in the world.

Complement each other, depend on each other.

Lord Mojun looked back, and suddenly there was a layer of mist in the desolate land filled with yellow sand. Through the mist, he could see lonely and desolate rooms, and some figures came out slowly. His body was shattered, and his eyes were dull.

These are ghosts.

The Underworld has returned.

On the Kunlun Mountain, in the Xuanyuan Pavilion, the elders did some calculations for a while, but their faces turned pale.

One person sighed quietly: "The desolate star returns to its place, the ghost returns, the wild is reborn, and the change of the world is not far away!"

The young child under the seat looked up and said innocently: "Master, this disciple doesn't understand."

"..."

"Just one big villain is back, maybe there are other big villains coming back too!"

"..."

The elders were silent for a while, but still nodded with difficulty, it seemed right to say so.

"The ghost king has been reborn for a long time, the Netherworld cannot be left alone for a day, I'm afraid we will send him back."

One stroked his beard and sighed: "Back then we also inherited the love of the Netherworld and protected the ghost king for many years. The new ghost king should go back."

"It's just that the Lord of the Wild doesn't know what's going on... He was supposed to be born in the human world, fighting with the blood of the Wild, how could he suddenly awaken?"

Everyone shook their heads, these things far exceeded their expectations.

Before the ghost king had time to grow up, the barbarian master unexpectedly awakened ahead of time.

The ghost king, the wild master, was originally a twin, but he was also an enemy.

If this new wild lord is not the twin who plays in the human world and is much loved, maybe he will directly devour the human world, seize the Netherworld, and drive away the ghost king.

Everyone was worried about Zhong Zhong, touching his disciple's head and sighing: "The world will rise and fall, see this battle!"

And the new Lord of the Wild, who has been entrusted with many hopes and endless sighs, is now the Lord Demon Lord: "Dig out some of these spiritual veins and put them in the barren land."

The barren land is also his territory, and Xuanyuan Mountain is also his, so it doesn't matter if he takes a little, right?

Lord Mojun: Why can’t I take all of them?

A new life in the Badlands begins.

Lord Mojun generously took a whole spiritual vein directly from Xuanyuan Mountain and went back. The barren land has been abandoned for a long time, and it is not possible to plant spiritual plants directly for the time being.Most of the mortals here are in the mountain creeks, planting something at the bottom of the mountain.

Lord Mojun took a look, the fruit here is rich in sugar, the weather is usually hot, many crops in the Central Plains cannot survive, and he does not force it, but the fruit is an advantage.

The barren land is full of yellow sand and is shrouded in storms all year round.But the barren land was also a fertile wilderness before, Lord Mojun had some distant memories, he couldn't tell whether these belonged to him or not.Although he is the rebirth of the barbarian lord, he is not a reincarnation.

Lord Demon Monarch becoming the barbarian lord is not the clichéd reincarnation theory.The ancient blood has no chance of reincarnation, born in heaven and earth, and returned to dust.

The ghost king entered reincarnation, but he just washed away his identity as a ghost king and became a mortal.As the ghost king's twin, Lord Demon Lord can also vaguely feel the situation of the other party. If the Ghost King wants to return to the Netherworld, he must first break away from reincarnation and become a dead soul again. Lord Demon Lord is not worried about him coming back to compete with him for the time being.

The twins of the ghost king and the wild wilderness have been at odds for a long time. It is recognized that although the Lord Demon Lord has thought about it for a long time, he still doesn't understand why the twins hate each other.The twins are not in the same reincarnation, and the world is very different. Lord Mojun thought about it and felt that this Netherworld has nothing to do with the barren land.

Under the long yellow sand in the barren land, there is abundant water flowing. Many of these fruits are wild, and he usually has to find them everywhere if he wants to eat them.

Lord Mojun went to inspect it himself, and found that the area of ​​grapes in many places with sufficient water sources is relatively large.He doesn't know much about it, but the wild lord's nature allows him to easily know which places are suitable for planting things.

The demon cultivators watched Lord Demon Lord walk around in a wasteland, and then squatted down to touch the soil.

Demon cultivators: "???" Is Lord Demon Lord crazy?

The mad Lord Mojun stood up: "Find some people, come here, and plant fruits for this deity."

Lord Mojun looked back at the yellow sand in the distance: "Besides, bury the spirit vein here, and then buy some seeds from the Central Plains."

"With spiritual veins, do you still worry about food?"

The Central Plains received a batch of miraculous orders, and the seed dealer squatted in front of the door, looking at the demon cultivators in front of him, trembling: "The small ones, the small ones have no money..."

"I don't care if you want money." Luo Qi, who has learned the Central Plains dialect and won the trust of Lord Mojun, happily went forward: "We buy seeds, and we buy a lot of seeds."

Seed dealer: "???" Do you have the money to buy it?

Who doesn't know that people in the Badlands are the poorest.

People in the barren land are poor, so the one who pays is Lord Demon Lord.

Master Mojun, who is not enjoying life but is trying to farm the land: "..." I feel like I'm going astray.

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It has been a long time since the people of the Badlands came to rob.

The people in the west corridor were trembling. They suspected that this group of demon cultivators were planning some kind of conspiracy, but there was no evidence.

The disciples of Jingqingmen who came here to inquire about the news squatted at the door of the store and watched the people who came and went vigilantly.

He has inquired, these demon cultivators have to pass by here if they want to go out, he is squatting here, and he must be able to see a few demon cultivators, so he can ask clearly if these demon cultivators are planning any plans!

The disciple was a little short of the lottery, and just happened to be assigned here to inquire about the news. He sniffed, alas, if there is anything good about a monk, it must be anti-freezing.

But he...he hasn't established a foundation yet.

The disciple hugged himself, he still couldn't keep out the cold.

Seeing that the sun was about to go down, the disciple still couldn't find the magic cultivator, so he was very surprised, so he quickly called a buddy and asked, "These demon cultivators..."

The man raised his eyelids and looked at him suspiciously. Seeing that he had an extraordinary appearance and that of a gentleman, his impatient expression softened: "The group of demon cultivators? I haven't been here for a long time, and I don't know what they are doing." , Maybe you want to start a war with the Central Plains!"

The people in the west corridor are not worried that the demon will attack them.

Everyone knows that there is no food in the barren land, and this group of demon cultivators are poor, so they can only come to the west corridor to grab things. If the west corridor is destroyed, how can they survive?

It is said that the people on the border are the most miserable, but the people in Xilang feel that their life is not bad.

Moxiu will not make much movement, even if the war starts, he will turn the West Corridor into his own territory and firmly protect it behind him.The decent faction of the Central Plains felt that the West Corridor belonged to them, and they would not do anything to the West Corridor for ordinary mortals when the war started.

From this point of view, the West Corridor is actually quite safe.

So the people here don't care if Moxiu wants to go to war.

The disciple also thought of this, but...

"I heard that there is a new demon king in the barren land?"

The buddy was stunned, and rubbed his chin: "I heard that the new devil has no special hobbies... It is said that he likes to eat children!"

Lord Mojun who likes to eat children: "..." Why was he shot while lying down?

The disciple nodded thoughtfully.

Later, news about the new Demon Lord quickly spread in the Central Plains.

The new demon king is vicious, with three heads and six arms. He takes pleasure in cannibalism and abducts children.

Lord Mojun who was playing in the Central Plains later: "...???"

Moran is one of the rare female disciples on Kunlun Mountains. As a medical practitioner, she spends her days drying herbs and pounding pots of medicine, and occasionally steals some food back home.

A big school like Kunlun Mountain is considered good for its disciples. There are no major incidents where you scramble for each other, and no one takes those small conflicts seriously.

But for those small sects at the foot of the mountain, too many people are at the mercy of others and spend their whole lives trying to survive.

When Moran went down the mountain for the first time, he encountered such a thing.

Several young men in brocade clothes, with red lips and white teeth, had a good appearance, but the movements of their feet were not so beautiful.

They laughed and stomped hard on the back of the man kneeling on the ground. Moran saw that this man was dirty and thin, but he should be a young man by his clothes.

Moran watched them kick up one foot after another, still laughing and cursing, insisting that the person kneeling on the ground crawl under him.

The man seemed to struggle a bit, and then his fingers were trampled on. Moran clearly saw him tremble.

She panicked, how could this happen!

At that time, she was only twenty-eight years old, at the time of her innocence, she wanted to roll up her sleeves and come forward to talk, but the senior sister who was traveling with her suddenly stopped her.

Moran looked at the senior sister in puzzlement, and the senior sister sighed: "Everyone has his own destiny, can you help him for a while, can you help him for a lifetime?"

Moran suddenly felt a little sad. She looked at the boy whose finger was stepped on with red eyes: "...then I... can't take care of it? Sister...he looks so painful..."

The senior sister patted her head and firmly rejected her: "It's not easy for anyone in this world, everyone has their own destiny."

Holding the small basket, Moran couldn't help but shed tears as he looked at the lying Lingzhi inside.After bringing back these spiritual plants in her basket, the gentle but strict master will give her a small reward, she can buy her favorite gadgets, and have a sweet dream.

She always thought that everyone in the world was like this, but one day the senior sister told her that people are different.

There are people who experience joy, and people who suffer.

In the end, she still didn't choose to step forward to help.

Year after year, when she also became a master, the little disciple came back with red eyes. She smiled and coaxed him and asked him what was wrong.

The little disciple looked at his master seriously, just like her back then, and asked naively: "Why do some people have no candy? Why do they beat others?"

Moran was speechless for a moment. She was no longer the innocent girl she was back then. The more she knew over the years, the more she understood the gap in the world.

But looking at the ignorant little disciple, she still couldn't bear to break this almost stupid kindness.

"Because... those who don't have candy, I hope you will share a candy."

The little disciple nodded thoughtfully, hummed earnestly and firmly, and began hoarding candy seriously.

Those ignorance and innocence that haven't had time to fade away, when you don't need it to disappear, let's keep it.

Sometimes Moran can't imagine that the boy she didn't save back then returned to the world many years later.

But when he was trampled on his fingers and kicked to the ground, an equally ignorant teenager rushed out and pulled him away, to a sunny place, away from the dark swamp.

Ever since Lord Mojun unceremoniously dug up the spiritual vein of Xuanyuan Mountain and buried it in the barren land, this barren land finally ushered in life.

In the spring of the second year, when it was supposed to be dry and windy, for the first time a little bud grew.

These buds are actually nothing, they are just small seedlings of fruits that are usually seen, green and green, with fresh tips, which make people look hopeful.

Lord Mojun is so knowledgeable that he doesn't think much of it, but Moxiu and the people in the barren land are already stunned.

They usually don't grow fruits, because these can't completely fill their stomachs. Besides, it's hard to grow wheat in these fields, let alone fruits.They don't have the ability to serve.

But just when they thought that Lord Demon Lord was just playing for fun, Lord Demon Lord told them with such a nonchalant attitude.

There is salvation in the Badlands.

Some farmers squatted down with sobs and looked at these small sprouts, stretched out their hands carefully to touch them, wiped away their tears roughly, and stared at these young shoots sobbing.

This green is so beautiful!

Look at the smooth veins, the fresh face, the slightly swaying figure...

While intoxicated, they slapped their children's hands away, and taught them a lesson: "Don't touch it, you know? This is a gift from Lord Demon Lord... We will be able to eat fruit in a few months..."

In fact, they were still a little apprehensive, because usually the fruits they picked were given to Moxiu, and Lord Mojun also likes to eat fruits... I don’t know if he would like to give these to them.

Qi Mei naturally saw it too, she thought for a moment about what Lord Mojun said about planting fruits on a large scale, and couldn't help swallowing.

She doesn't like to eat fruit very much... But, having fruit means that you can exchange it for money!Being able to exchange money means that they can have a good life!

Buy spirit stones, spirit tools, and all kinds of talismans...Improve your cultivation, retreat with your heart...

Yan Mei was going crazy: "Master Mojun, do you know anything else? I can ask someone to help me. These demon cultivators are obedient..."

Unable to understand why she was so excited, Lord Mojun raised his eyelids and let out a lazily hum.

Although Lord Mojun has seen a lot before, he was already at the golden core stage in his early years, and for many reasons, he didn't pay much attention to food, so he didn't care much about these.

He also rarely paid attention to those struggling to survive, and even then he almost couldn't survive himself.

Yan Mei continued to ramble: "Then let's surround all of these, let's grow fruits well, year after year..."

Lord Mojun couldn't help interrupting her: "Excessive planting of these spiritual veins will only be quickly consumed."

Yan Mei froze instantly: "...Then what should I do, Lord Mojun?"

Lord Mojun thought for a while, but he was not going to tell her that there are many spiritual veins in Xuanyuan Mountain.

Spirit veins are different from spirit stones. Spirit stones can be directly absorbed by monks, but spirit veins are born in the world and can only play their role in the world.

The spiritual veins can increase the surrounding aura, thus subtly improving the cultivation of monks.At the same time, the monsters, animals, crops, etc. that live near the spiritual veins can also receive the gift of the spiritual veins, grow better and can be stained with spiritual energy.

If these auras are attached to ordinary crops, at most they can only improve the taste and strengthen the body, but if they can make the real spiritual plants get aura, it will have a greater effect on the cultivation of monks.

Today's barren land is still too barren, this spiritual vein can only temporarily affect ordinary crops, and the scope of influence is limited.After all, the barren land is surrounded by yellow sand.

Speaking of yellow sand...

Lord Mojun narrowed his eyes, he didn't like places full of yellow sand.

Ordinary people in the barren land couldn't help but feel happy when they saw the refreshing green seedlings.

Before Lord Demon Lord forced them to reclaim and cultivate the land, they were not very willing. After all, the land at home still needs someone to take care of it.But Lord Mojun commanded Moxiu, and they didn't dare to resist.

But now... these brightly colored seedlings seem to be telling them how ignorant they are.

People who didn't believe it before: "..." My face seemed to hurt a little.

But what they worry about now is not their own land.

"Will some of these grown fruits be shared with us... I only ate a little bit of wild fruit before."

"You have eaten it anyway, but I can only pick up the rotten ones and eat them."

"Not necessarily... I heard that Lord Mojun is not easy to get along with."

Everyone sighed, seeing those cute little Miaomiao made their hearts ache.

In the evening, after they finished work, they would come here to take a look. In the past, there were no demon cultivators stationed here, so they could touch these green seedlings here and talk about the day's affairs with a smile.

This has become their unspoken rule.

But this day.

For them, this day is destined to be a change in their entire life.

Lord Mojun came in person.

He was still dressed in green clothes. After coming to the barren land for so long, Lord Demon Lord was still unwilling to put on the clothes of the barren land. The clothes on his body were very novel to those who had never left the barren land.

The little doll who was hugged by her parents couldn't help but keep staring at the good-looking Lord Mojun.

Lord Mojun walked around the land first, then looked back at the restless farmers.

Lord Mojun thought it was quite novel, he hadn't dealt with ordinary people much, these people walked heavily, panting, and their appearance was extremely ordinary.Among the monks who are full of beauties, it is very rare to see people who are not very good-looking.The monks all seek to float like a fairy and walk lightly. The Demon Lord was born in the Central Plains, and he has also acquired this habit.

These ordinary people wrapped in yellow cloth and clothed in common clothes were really novel to him.

But now Lord Mojun doesn't care much.

After all, the people in the barren land, according to the previous saying, are his people.

"The deity knows that you have paid a lot for this place, and I am not a harsh person... The income from these crops will be paid to you according to your efforts. I am here to ask for one thing... Others in the barren land The place is still covered by yellow sand. I don't want to see these unpleasant scenes. Therefore, as long as you are willing to plant trees according to what the deity said, the deity will plant spiritual veins for the fields you own to repay you. "

Seeing that they didn't respond, Lord Mojun frowned. Could it be that this is too harsh?But now he only has one Xuanyuan Mountain, and he can't give them anything else.

Just as he was trying to get these people to agree, he saw the leaders nodding vigorously and shouting: "Master Mojun lives the same life as the sky! The merit is immeasurable!"

Then happily hug other people.

Lord Mojun: "..." No... what the hell is this?

Regardless of whether the Demon Lord was a little speechless or not, these peasants were overjoyed.

They all understand the function of spiritual veins, what does it mean to have spiritual veins?Means more food!Have more money!

Oh my god...someone is willing to give them the spirit veins for free!

What a fairy!

As for the planting of trees that Lord Mojun said...in their eyes, that's not a big deal, okay?What is planting trees?

The demon cultivators were also stunned.

No... Does this mean that there is a spiritual pulse?

Lord Mojun saw that these people were ready to hug him, so he hurriedly took the maid and left.

Xi Mei was very worried, and couldn't help but want to persuade this somewhat naive Lord Mojun.

"Master Mojun, you should understand what these spiritual veins mean... It's too wasteful to use them for farming..."

"That's right, if those people from the Central Plains know that we have spiritual veins, they might even come over and grab them! How could they just put them in the ground like this..."

"Those ordinary people don't need spiritual veins at all..."

Lord Mojun supported his forehead, and looked at the group of demon cultivators below who were arguing together with a headache.

Sure enough, thinking is a very troublesome thing, if he knew it earlier, he should not care about anything.

The maid quietly came up to rub his head, and comforted him softly: "Master Mojun, don't worry about them, the spirit vein is yours, you can do whatever you want."

The maid did not feel superior to ordinary people. She was also an ordinary person in the Central Plains before, but she awakened her spiritual root and became a disciple of a small sect.

Not long after, she was forcibly abducted to a barren land because of this group of demon cultivators. She couldn't escape and was trapped here all her life, with resentment in her heart.

The former Demon Lord was licentious and oppressed mortals, and he wanted to kill people for fun while talking and laughing.She had nightmares almost every day when she was serving the Mozun, and she was afraid that one day she would become a dead soul under the sword.

But after the new devil came, she didn't worry anymore.

Lord Mojun is actually a very lazy person, she can tell.Lord Mojun doesn't want to think about anything, he just wants to spend the day after day, and it is very rare to plan for the barren land like this now.

Qi Mei said that Lord Mojun should be the young master who was favored from birth by those big families in the Central Plains, and he has never experienced great storms, because he can enjoy life because of his talent.

The maid felt that the first half of her sentence should be correct.

Lord Mojun must have been born in a very powerful family, or else he is a great sect.

But he wasn't necessarily immune to bloodshed.

The maid had also wandered in the Central Plains, and she knew very well that an eldest young master whose life had been smooth and uneventful would not feel this way.

The Central Plains all say that we must get rid of love, have no desires and desires, and prove the Tao with our own body.But those young monks who have been blessed all the time are mostly naive and pure, they don't have time to understand the hardships of the world.

But Lord Demon Monarch is different.

On the contrary, the maid felt that Lord Mojun had experienced too much, so he was so indifferent.

If you want to be born, you have to enter the world.

Lord Mojun looked at the maid, not quite understanding where the admiration and distress in her eyes came from.

He has never been very good at getting along with people, especially women.Lord Demon Lord can keenly perceive the emotions of others, but cannot understand the reasons for these emotions.

"I don't need to discuss with you when I do things."

Lord Mojun was really annoyed, he released his coercion directly, looked at the silent crowd, and nodded in satisfaction.

"This deity will naturally not favor one another...These spiritual veins are their reward for planting trees. And you naturally hope to improve your own cultivation. This deity does not have many spiritual stones...so, you have to earn these yourself."

Moxiu looked up blankly, earn?how to earn?They are all robbing!

Lord Mojun gave a rare smile, and looked at them tenderly: "Central Plains monks can still do a task anyway, you don't know how to do it, can you? Refining tools, refining medicine, creating exercises, these things... don't need me. remind you?"

No need...but they won't!

The greatest ability of demon cultivators is destruction. They can only rob and kill their companions to gain cultivation. They don't know how to do it in the Central Plains!

Lord Mojun: "..." Forgetting that they are illiterate is stupid.

"Okay." Lord Mojun touched his left wrist helplessly.

"Although this deity does not delve into this aspect...but there is always something that can teach you. This deity only raises you for one year. Give this deity a good study in this year, otherwise..."

Lord Mojun looked at them dangerously: "Otherwise, I will let you know what it means that there is no more magic cultivators in the world."