Blue and White Society Chapter 490: The people die and the country is safe
Mo Poor gallops around during the day, sleeps and recuperates at night, changes cars and activities, wanders around with his soul out of his body, and practices at a normal speed.
Continuing to run wildly during the day, and so repeatedly, after ten days, the cultivation of the primordial spirit did not fall too much, but the spiritual roots transformed from the seeds were much more lustrous.
Mo Poor's green lotus leaves have grown five pieces, and the whole is much larger, full of blue light, the lotus stem is straight, and a few lotus petals have grown, supporting the primordial spirit.
But obviously, it will take a long time to grow up.
But they have to leave here for the time being. Sister You and others who are going to the human society have already sent a letter to let them go.
"Well, OK, you share your vision with me." The reason why Lord Gou wanted to stay was for communication.
He and Sister You are also soul mates. After sharing their senses, Master Gou quickly passed what he saw and his mental power to Mo Poor.
It was a manor, and Sister You asked Adams to use Best Metal to build a large closed warehouse, and a flag was set up inside and three Chinese characters were written: Just pass this on!
When Mo Poor had a picture, he immediately gathered his mana, pushed containers containing a large amount of ore, and sent them to Sister You one by one.
"..." Bohei watched Mo Poor make the steel boxes disappear, and his heart became numb.
The two of them will go to the human country next, and he knows this. It can be said that Bosnia and Herzegovina has been free for a long time, and he can leave at any time.
But these ten days still persisted, because he felt that these people were his chance.
He has sincerely worshiped his teacher.
Teach him the Golden Core Dao, and outline the Supreme Dao Sutra, and hundreds of catties of spirit stones are handed over to him so casually for him to consume and use.
After getting along these days, he even has feelings for these human teachers.
Seeing Mo Qiong's supernatural power at this moment, he didn't ask any more questions, but just stood up honestly.
He has already transformed into a human form, and it is not a problem to integrate into human society. This time the teachers are going to leave, and he will definitely follow them all the way.
Not only him, but among the group of little monsters, there are three who have achieved success in cultivation.
They are all willing to follow in order to live forever.
"Let's go." Mo Poor kicked a few monsters to send them away, then pushed Lord Gou again, and suddenly he was the only one left on the field.
He looked at those little demons who had no form and said, "If you want to leave, leave, if you want to stay, stay. You have also memorized the Tao Te Ching, and one day you will also realize your own path."
The little demons are grateful for the help of human beings these days, and they know how great the teaching of the Tao Te Ching is.
At this moment, knowing that Mo Poor would not take them away, he crawled and asked, "Teacher, please come back and have a look. If we succeed in cultivation in the future, we can follow."
"Got it." Mo Poor immediately separated from Che Yun, sent her there, put on the earrings himself, and disappeared instantly.
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"Well done, Mo Poor, please make another trip and get some food back to the headquarters."
As soon as they passed by and left Best's warehouse, Mo Poor's **** was still warm, so Sister You said to him.
"Food? What's the matter?" Mo Qiong was puzzled.
Adams fell from the sky, landed on the eaves, pointed to the outside of the manor and said, "You can see for yourself."
Mo Poor also flew up, and he knew what was going on at a glance.
Outside the manor, there was a dense crowd of people with shaking heads, countless sallow and emaciated refugees with families, and ragged clothes gathered outside, completely surrounding the manor.
Mo Poor had seen the scene of 20,000 troops in the wizarding world, and also seen many scenes of 30,000 to 40,000 people sitting together in the stadium on Earth.
It can be compared with what is in front of you, but it is completely incomparable,
Everywhere you see is full of people, a sea of people, a sea of people, and it's so dark that you can't count them.
The manor is located in a wasteland, with no villages to the east and shops to the west, it seems like an isolated island in a sea of refugees.
This manor looks like it was built by Sister You and the others. It is basically a small two-story building surrounded by a large wall.
Mo Poor imagined that it was a bustling mortal town, or a sect full of immortality, or an aura paradise where immortals mixed together.
It was unexpected.
"How many people are here..." Mo Poor asked.
"We made a rough count, 400,000..." Sister You said.
"What's going on?" Mo Qiong asked in his heart, how could there be so many refugees in a civilization of cultivating immortals?
Sister You shook her head and said, "Don't think that mortals in the world of cultivating immortals will be able to live and work in peace and contentment. First of all, the threshold of immortality is too high, which is not conducive to the bottom-level productivity. Most people in this world have no access to the system of cultivating immortals."
"But because there are immortal cultivators, there are many powerful families in the country and localities, because as long as there is an immortal cultivator in the family, basically the whole family will ascend to heaven."
"Although monks don't care about the secular world, for those relatives who can't cultivate immortals, they will at least guarantee their wealth and wealth for the rest of their lives, right? Relatives are not happy either."
"So if there are monks in the family, all properties under their names are exempt from tax. This is an agreement made by many immortal cultivators and secular monarchs. Bear the entire burden of the entire country."
Hearing this, Mo Poor still doesn't understand. It's no wonder that such a country is not dragged down!
Families with 'people at the top' occupy a large area of land and form a powerful family. After several generations, there will be more and more producers. In order to maintain wealth and honor, they **** the blood of the people like leeches.
If things go on like this, if it were the earth, the building would have collapsed long ago!
Think about the ancient times of the earth, how the local tyrants and squires of aristocratic families dragged down the country, and you can imagine the situation here.
On the earth, the helpless civilians have no food to eat, so they are bound to rebel.
Whether it is successful or not, wars will be used to consume the population, ushering in the establishment of a new dynasty, and so on, and the reincarnation of chaos once every two or three hundred years.
But what about in this world of cultivating immortals? There is one more variable—powerful force that cannot be compensated by the number of people.
People who can't survive on the earth can still find ways to overthrow the privileges and dare to change the sky. After all, the privileged class is also mortal.
But how to rebel here? Those tyrants are no longer just people from the imperial court, but people from the Xianmen.
The agreement between the immortal cultivator and the king guarantees that the dynasty will never be overthrown, and the imperial power in turn safeguards the interests of the powerful, forming an endless loop that cannot be changed without absolute power.
The top of the poor at the bottom is a mountain that cannot be overthrown.
Before the 20th century in China, there was only one successful peasant uprising: Zhu Yuanzhang.
Not to mention the world of cultivating immortals, where the powerful gentry class is a hundred times more powerful, where the success rate of rebellion by the poor is zero!
Desperate, the civilian war here can't change any national policy. In the end, only a large number of people died in the turmoil before the short-term governance was restored.
As for the prosperity? It was something that had a certain chance of appearing when wars swept across the country, countless powerful forces fought for hegemony for hundreds of years, and countless people died.
Sister You sighed: "It was okay when I first came out of the forest, maybe I could rely on the mountains to eat the mountains, but as we went deeper into this country, we saw a large number of refugees when we reached the plains, a little bit of natural and man-made disasters, It is enough to create these hundreds of thousands of refugees."
"Those who are strong and strong, or who are good-looking and handsome, can still join the big clan as slaves and survive. Even so, they are carefully selected. Many big clans don't want so many people at all, they just drive them away."
"After they ate all the edible things on the road, they were so hungry that they had only two choices, eating people or attacking the mighty Wubao, or even doing both."
"Some small wealthy clans were wiped out, but this only angered the entire class. The big wealthy clans cannot be wiped out, and armies organized in various places can easily defeat them."
"It's really not possible. There are also talismans, formations, and strange objects left by monks, all of which have powerful lethality."
"Refugees with nothing have no chance of winning. As soon as we circled a wasteland, these refugees came here after hearing the news. If they hadn't seen our helicopter and Adams flying with swords, they might have directly Just attacked in."
As Mo Poor listened, he could see the refugees outside the manor, each with red eyes.
They think this is the stronghold of a wealthy family, there must be food in it, and they want to kill them.
But Adams just flew through the sky and stunned them. After all, the secular regular army and a few mortals used talismans to defeat them. Now that there are real 'Shangxian' sitting in the manor, their only reason makes them hesitate.
But it won't be long before they completely lose their minds. They can't walk anymore. Many people would rather eat a bite now before dying. With this mentality, it's only a matter of time before they rush in regardless.
Jiang Long flew back from a distance and said: "If we don't accept them, they will all die. In this world, these refugees either starved to death, were eaten, or died in war."
"This kind of thing happens on a small scale once in a few years, and on a large scale once in decades. The wealthy family has become accustomed to it, and driving them away is to let them die. If a large number of people die, they will usher in a period of peace. It's been like this for years."
"If the small-scale refugees do not die, they will have to maintain huge military expenditures, and it will be difficult to stabilize production, which will eventually lead to a larger refugee wave."
"This cycle has been repeated countless times, so they even feel that some people must die every once in a while to reduce the pressure on the land in exchange for more people to live and work in peace and contentment. This is the cycle of heaven and the law of nature."
"When I was inquiring just now, I heard a very ridiculous idiom: the people die and the country is safe."
"It can be seen that the people here already think that this is a matter of course. It is God's will to let them fall into this cycle indefinitely."
Mo Poor frowned, all his beautiful fantasies about the world of cultivating immortals were shattered.
I read a novel before. The low-end secular society in the world of cultivating immortals is extremely prosperous. Once the protagonist enters the fairyland, the chickens and dogs in the family ascend to heaven, the rich and nobles kneel down and make friends, and send countless gold, silver, and servants. Send each other off, and the protagonist doesn't even look at him, and flies away, leaving behind a piece of support, so that the secular relatives and friends can enjoy the wealth and honor for a lifetime.
But I don't want to, the power of the family will develop. After a few generations, the small family will become a big family, and the big family will become a wealthy family. The privileged class has extraordinary power and at most a few perish, it is impossible to be overthrown as a whole.
Countless civilians have no ability to fight against such a class, unless there are amazing and brilliant people, but even if there are such people, the dragon slayer will eventually be a dragon.
Because they all feel that resources are limited and population growth, it is a natural cycle that people must die to change the balance.
Unless you are an enemy of the world.
The society formed in this environment is a cannibal society that is more terrifying than the ancient earth.
The secular world of cultivating immortals is prosperous? There must be, but apart from that part of the bustling scene, it must be the bones of countless low-level producers.
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