In a blink of an eye, a hundred years have passed.
Qin Yuan who ate peaches a hundred times in Kunlun School.
Qin Yuan, who is 2,440 years old and has 23,000 magical powers, returns to Shenjing again.
The ground is covered with weeds, and from time to time you can see partially exposed bones and broken Taoist soldiers.
This war, which lasted for a hundred years, almost destroyed Shenjing.
Following a burst of chaotic footsteps.
A group of young monks came forward, escorting an old monk who was staggering around in chains.
"Old man, walk faster"
A young monk kicked an old monk hard.
"You guys are going to be damned, you're going to get retribution."
The old monk said sadly and angrily.
"My retribution will have to wait a thousand or two thousand years, but your retribution is right in front of you."
The young monk sneered.
The other young monks looked obviously unnatural when they heard this.
After all, no one wants retribution.
"Goddess of Death, open your eyes and see how these bastards treat your chosen people."
The old monk looked up to the sky and shouted.
The other old monks either looked blank or had the same sad and angry expression.
Qin Yuan smiled.
More than a thousand years ago, after the goddess of death wiped out the previous generation of old monks, the surviving young monks held the goddess of death to the sky and declared themselves the chosen ones of the goddess of death.
He is a born noble species and will never fall into the mortal world.
If the goddess of death opens her eyes, she will definitely be the first to destroy them.
Snapped!
The old monk received a big slap in the face.
The face immediately swelled up.
"Voters, bah"
The young monk spat in the old monk's face.
A stench hit my face.
Generally speaking, monks' spit is fragrant.
Obviously, this was deliberately done by the young monk to disgust the old monk.
The old monk resisted and was whipped several times immediately, causing him to scream in agony.
A hundred years ago, he was superior, but a hundred years later, he was treated like a dead dog.
Life is so unpredictable.
Fortunately, I am beyond the time limit.
Qin Yuan sighed with emotion and watched coldly.
It wasn't until these young monks took these old monks to the Immortal Killing Platform for execution that their heads rolled to the ground before leaving.
"More than a thousand years later, we will also have such a day"
The voice of a young monk came from behind.
Qin Yuan could clearly feel that the hostility on their bodies suddenly became much stronger.
After a while, Qin Yuan came to Qin Tian Prison where there was deathly silence.
Divine thoughts swept away.
The remaining people of the Warlock almost made him laugh, twenty-nine in charge and one in charge.
Find the monks who do the work.
"I am a descendant of Qin Pi, and I will inherit the position of records."
While Qin Yuan spoke, he handed over a generous spiritual ticket.
It has been a rule of Qin Tian Jian for more than two thousand years to pay money to inherit.
Even if Qin Yuan is a member of the Qin family, he cannot avoid it.
"It turns out he is a descendant of Mr. Qin."
The warlock who was doing the work originally had the face of an ancestor, but when he saw the spirit ticket, he immediately changed into the face of a grandson.
Following the procedure, the warlock who was doing the work took out a pen and paper and asked: "May I ask where your master is?"
"Kunlun Sea, Kunlun Sect, Gu Yue Taoist"
Qin Yuan said.
In the past hundred years, Qin Yuan and Li Yingqi have supported each other.
Li Yingqi became the ancestor of the Qin family.
After the record of the warlock who was doing the work was completed, it was shown to the twenty-nine warlocks in charge.
The twenty-nine warlocks in charge made a very simple matter very complicated.
Fortunately, they don't have a bunch of subordinates, otherwise they might have to let their subordinates learn what they discussed.
at this time.
Two tall and muscular figures descended from the sky.
One is Wei Xiang and the other is Yang Zhenning.
Yang Zhenning hunched over her chest like a little follower.
The two were obviously passing by and were about to leave.
Thinking of something, Wei Xiang asked solemnly: "Who is in charge of Qin Tian Prison now?"
Because Wei Xiang has killed too many people in recent years, he is almost the same as the World-Destroying Demon King in the hearts of the warlocks.
As soon as he spoke.
Everyone was very frightened.
They all looked at Qin Yuan, who had just arrived and had no backing.
What do you want me to do?
Ganlin ladies.
Qin Yuan had just finished cursing when he saw Wei Xiang looking at him.
"His Majesty"
Qin Yuan saluted quickly.
Wei Xiang was the emperor decades ago.
Wei Xiang walked to one side and sat down on a stone that he didn't know where it came from.
Looking into the distance, he frowned slightly and said, "The young monk is about to win, but there is a question before him."
Qin Yuan knew as soon as he heard that he wanted to break the reincarnation between the young monk and the old monk.
"Tell me, how can we prevent the young monks and the old monks from killing each other again in a thousand years or two thousand years and causing a river of blood?"
Wei Xiang asked.
After a pause, he smiled and said: "Don't be nervous, just say it casually. It doesn't matter if you say it wrong."
"Single monks will be rewarded with 300 kilograms of spiritual stones per year. Married couples who have one child will be rewarded with 200 kilograms of spiritual stones every year. Married couples who have two children will pay a birth tax of 200 kilograms of spiritual stones every year. Married couples who have three children will be rewarded with 200 kilograms of spiritual stones every year. A Taoist couple pays a birth tax of 300 kilograms of spiritual stones every year. A Taoist couple who is married and has four children pays a birth tax of 400 kilograms of spiritual stones every year. And so on..."
Qin Yuan said a lot in one breath.
Wei Xiang's eyes became brighter and brighter.
This will not only prevent everyone from having a baby, but also make a lot of money and gain many supporters.
After all, no one would have trouble with the spirit stone.
"The two masters have nothing to worry about. After fighting for a hundred years, the court has no money. What do you think we should do?"
Wei Xiang asked again.
This time, his tone was much better than before.
"A tax is levied on monks who have two or more caves and houses."
A warlock saw that Wei Xiang was very talkative and couldn't help but show off.
"It's an idea"
Wei Xiang said calmly.
"No, no, it should be tax-free for three (including three) caves and houses or above, and tax should be levied on monks who only have one or two caves or houses. After all, most people only have one or two caves. Since then, some people have resorted to tax avoidance in order to avoid taxes. By buying the third one, the court can make another profit."
Qin Yuan said with a smile.
Please call me a scum, a scum, a beast, a dog thief, Qin Yuan, a great virtue.
Qin Yuan added in his heart.
The warlock who had just come up with the idea said angrily: "Ordinary monks are so poor and still want to exploit them, where is your conscience?"
"If you don't make money from the poor, whose money do you want to make? If the trick you just proposed is really implemented, I guarantee that your whole family will die before you can continue to implement it."
Qin Yuan sneered.
The warlock fell silent.
"There is a loophole in your method. They can build it themselves."
Wei Xiang said.
"Then prohibit self-construction"
Qin Yuan smiled.
Wei Xiang looked at Qin Yuan with admiration in his eyes: "You can be a minister."
"Your Majesty is ridiculous. I'm just talking. How can I be a minister?"
Qin Yuan quickly refused.
joke.
If it's because of being a minister.
He must be chased and scolded every day.
"Isn't this just like collecting land rent and raking in the poor?"
Yang Zhenning couldn't help but said.
"That's what I mean"
Qin Yuan said.
Wei Xiang suddenly frowned: "How to execute it?"
“Form up a large-scale tax army and give them 20% of the tax revenue to ensure that they work hard.
Qin Yuan said again.
"You are so wicked, you should be the prime minister."
Yang Zhenning whispered.
Wei Xiang glared at Yang Zhenning, stood up, saluted Qin Yuan and said, "Sir, are you willing to be the prime minister?"
"The ancestral training of the Qin family can only be recorded."
Qin Yuan moved himself out.
