A small town.

There is a winding river flowing through the center of the town, and the main road in the town is paved with bluestone slabs.

In the mist of drizzle, a watchman was beating the gong, shouting in the streets: "The annual spirit testing ceremony of Lieyang Daoting is about to begin. As long as the baby has spiritual roots, he can be sent to you."

Entering the hall, you will get free food and accommodation, and you will be able to become a high-ranking immortal master in the future... The ten-year-old baby will be sent to the threshing floor in the town as soon as possible. Don't wait until it is too late..."

On the threshing floor, children were already waiting, accompanied by their parents, looking anxiously at an old man with a white beard and white hair in front of him, touching his bones.

"No spiritual roots."

The old man seemed to be a man of immortality, but in fact he was just a monk in the early stage of Qi training. He was reluctant to even use the spirit-detection talisman, and he slowly performed the spirit-detection technique by himself.

As soon as his words came out, the little girl across from him let out a whimper and cried.

The old man was used to this scene, so he said calmly: "Next one."

"No spiritual roots!"

"No spiritual roots!"

"No spiritual roots!"

…

In the world of immortality, spiritual root qualifications are unique.

The old man casually adjusted his breath and continued to cast spells.

"Huh?"

Suddenly, he looked at the little boy opposite with a tiger-like head and a tiger-like brain, and saw a tiny light emerging from the other side's heavenly spirit. It was colorful in color and very short in length.

"Low-grade miscellaneous spiritual roots...can enter the hall."

The old man nodded and announced.

"Thank you, Master Immortal! Thank you, Master Immortal!"

A peasant couple hugged their son and thanked him profusely.

"Haha... There is no need to thank me, this is the rule of the Taoist court."

The old immortal master shook his head and asked the clerk next to him to record it: "If your family has a fairy seedling, it will be exempt from taxes for three years. Okay, next one!"

For some reason, there seemed to be some unbearable color in his eyes. Looking at the back of the little boy, he seemed to see his former self again...

…

"The unification of the world of immortality has indeed extended its tentacles to every aspect..."

High in the sky.

Fang Xing sat in the clouds, looking calmly at everything happening in the town below: "The Lieyang Palace rules the Lieyang Immortal Realm, establishes schools in every mortal town, collects immortal seedlings, and all the spiritual veins in the world are under the control of the Taoist court... I'm afraid this place

There isn’t much soil left for casual cultivation.”

The so-called Lieyang Palace is actually the outer gate of Lieyang Palace.

"It's really a scene of prosperity."

Fairy Qiong was a little envious when she saw this scene.

"The prosperous age of cultivating immortals? Haha..."

Fang Xing suddenly sneered.

The scope of his spiritual consciousness is much wider than that of Fairy Qiong, and he can be very subtle and see more things.

At this time, with a few flashes of space, a few jade slips fell into Fang Xing's hands, and he threw them to Fairy Qiong casually: "This is the so-called introductory technique to the school, take a look..."

Fairy Qiong entered the jade slip with her consciousness and nodded gently: "Grass and Tree Technique, Ming Wang Gong... it's really superficial, huh?"

"You see, although these techniques are superficial, they contain evil intentions in the follow-up. They are exclusive techniques for medicine men and mine slaves."

Fang Xing smiled and shook his head: "Cultivation of immortality and immortality, in the end you won't even be able to touch the edge of foundation building and true cultivation, and you might even lose your life and use your own essence to cultivate spiritual grass..."

"Well...if you have low qualifications for cultivating immortals, you may not be able to build a foundation in your life, and you will have to do this kind of work."

Fairy Qiong replied weakly.

After all, there are similar monks at the bottom of Piaomiao Immortal Palace, but they are not so simple and direct, and there are additional compensations.

But looking at the current Daoting rule, it is obvious that there is no compensation.

After all, they have no foreign enemies and no need to worry about criticism.

Even if the low-level monks were furious, the high-level monks could move mountains and seas with the wave of their hands and suppress it.

"If you are a child with excellent qualifications, you should still have hope of entering Lieyang Palace..."

As soon as Fairy Qiong finished speaking, Fang Xing took her and flew to a big city.

"There are quite a few good seedlings in the school below, at least they have high-grade spiritual roots..."

Fang Xing sneered: "I seem to be learning Taoist martial arts. There is a secret door in it. Once it is triggered, the meridians will be cut off and die... and it is too superficial. I am afraid that there is little hope of forming a pill in this life, let alone the Nascent Soul."

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"Isn't it... that you're not afraid that the inheritance in your sect will be cut off?"

Fairy Qiong said in surprise.

"Anyone can guess what's going on. It's nothing more than family formation and sectarianization... In Lieyang Palace, there are probably tens of millions of blood descendants of high-level monks, and we can choose the best among them... As for Lieyang Dao

The promotion channels for the outer sect of the imperial court are not only unique, but they are also getting narrower and narrower."

Fang Xing shook his head: "Just by plundering the resources of the entire world of immortality, we can still pile up an endless stream of transformation gods... But don't think about refining the void and ascending."

In this regard, his Soul Searching God Beggar Tianzun is actually very clear about this.

Today's Lieyang Palace can be regarded as gold and jade on the outside, but ruined on the inside. Perhaps... this is the corruption without external enemies?

"It's actually... so?" Fairy Qiong was a little unbelievable.

"Isn't it normal for a cultivator that attaches great importance to resources to become a monopoly in the end?" Fang Xing said with a smile: "As far as I know, there are Hua, Li, Sun, and Qian in the Lieyang Palace, who take turns to control them.

Daquan...what kind of Danding lineage is there?

Jianyang lineage, etc. Anyway, the party is united and opposed, and only recruits its own people... And all the spiritual veins in the Dayang Immortal Cultivation World belong to Lieyang Palace, and those who disobey will die... Various immortal cultivation techniques are set as taboos, except in the school.

, whoever dares to teach privately will be punished!"

In such a world, the lower-level immortal cultivators must be very desperate, but the power of the immortal cultivators belongs to themselves.

As long as the Lieyang Palace replaces the Lord Transformation God, the monks below will not be able to resist at all.

No matter how outstanding the immortal seedling is, if he practices Taoist martial arts, forming pills is the limit, and he can beat the transformation god with his head?

This kind of rule has been maintained for tens of thousands of years, and it is even conceivable that it will continue for hundreds of thousands or millions of years in the future... As long as there is no external influence, it can still continue.

"What's even more ridiculous is that at the beginning, this world of immortality was controlled by the Dragon King's Court, and the human race was like livestock. At that time, Lieyang Palace was the savior of the human race. After fighting for six hundred lives, he overthrew the Dragon King's Court, which was a great contribution to the human race.

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Fang Xing sighed silently: "It's just that it's all rotten now."

"Aren't you here to sweep the world away now? Do you have any plans to preach here?" Fairy Qiong asked with a charming smile as her beautiful eyes flashed.

"No, there is nothing wrong with me plundering this Great Yang Immortal Realm and giving it to you Piaomiao Immortal Palace."

Fang Xing said calmly.

But I added something in my mind: 'Just take it as a tip...'

"The little lady would like to thank you first." Palace Master Piaomiao smiled sweetly and said: "I just don't know how you plan to start?"

"Such decadent forces, even with sixth-level formations, are like withered bones in a grave. With the death of the Lord God Beggar, and the sudden imbalance of the highest level of force, they may all start fighting among themselves."

Fang Xing sneered.

…

The mountain gate of Lieyang Palace is located in Dayang Mountain.

It is an extremely majestic mountain range that stretches for an unknown amount of time and reaches a height of thousands of miles. It is said that it is the ancestral line of Dayang Cultivation World.

"It's such a rich aura...the core is probably at the sixth level of high-grade."

When Fang Xing came to the mountains thousands of miles high, he couldn't help but sigh.

"What a waste of natural resources."

Fairy Qiong was equally emotional.

"Haha... Has it already caused trouble to Xiao Qiang?"

Fang Xing Yuanshen sensed the surge of spiritual power in the world and suddenly spoke.

"Huh? There's already a fight?"

Fairy Qiong’s eyes lit up.

'It seems that the peace in the world before was just an illusion, and... after all, they are at the end of the rule. No matter how the big bosses fight, they have little to do with them... Those who should be medicine men should be medicine men, and those who should be mine slaves will continue to be mine slaves.
To be continued...