Ouyang Jue waved his sleeves angrily: "I'm too lazy to care about you, just don't cause trouble."
After saying that, he took the people away.
Ouyang Mingyue turned around and looked at Qin Fan: "Boy, come with me!"
Qin Fan was also bored and readily agreed: "Okay!"
"Let's go!" Ouyang Mingyue happily pulled Qin Fan away.
The town is not big and you can see to the edge at a glance.
From the fact that most of the town is composed of simple wooden houses, it can be seen that life in the town should be very poor.
Qin Fan followed Ouyang Mingyue and walked around for a while. After asking several elderly people in the town, he did not get any clues about the stones that purify the soul.
Ouyang Mingyue had no choice but to give up angrily: "Ouyang Jue was right, the legend is indeed unreliable!"
Qin Fan did not answer, but looked under a tree at the intersection, where several people seemed to be having an argument.
Ouyang Mingyue followed his gaze and noticed it, and immediately became energetic: "Let's go over and have a look!"
"good."
The two walked over.
The dispute continues.
Two young men grabbed the package in the hand of a sixty-year-old man and were pulling hard. However, the old man defended it with all his life and could not take it away for a while.
A seven or eight-year-old child next to him was crying in fear.
"You old man, don't let me go!" One of the young men yelled angrily when he saw that he couldn't grab it.
The old man begged hard: "Master Immortal, please do a good job and leave a way for our grandfather and grandson to survive. This is the only money we have!"
"Stop talking nonsense, if you don't let go, I will chop off your hand!" the young man threatened angrily.
The old man turned pale with fright, but he still didn't let go. Obviously, this package was extremely important to him.
"Looking for death!" The young man didn't just say it, he actually pulled out the knife from his waist and slashed the old man's arm.
If this knife hit, one of the old man's arms would be completely broken off.
"Humph, you can even bully an old man, what kind of practitioners are you?"
With an angry shout, Ouyang Mingyue struck out angrily and kicked the young man's knife directly.
clang!
The young man slashed Ouyang Mingyue's foot with his knife, but it was as if he had struck a piece of dark iron. The shock caused the knife to fly out of his hand on the spot.
The young man was shocked and glared at Ouyang Mingyue angrily: "Smelly woman, our Cuixia faction is doing things, so you should mind your own business!"
When Ouyang Mingyue heard this, she became even more angry: "Okay, this time I want to ask Ouyang Jue, is this how he disciplines his disciples?"
Ouyang Mingyue waved her hand, and a powerful pressure directly hit the two young men.
Plop!
The two young men knelt down and immediately begged for mercy: "Master Immortal, have mercy on me, Master Immortal, please have mercy on me, I am ignorant and have offended Master Immortal, I hope Master Immortal will forgive you!"
Ouyang Mingyue ignored him at all and took it as a trial: "Tell me, which bastard disciple of Cuixia are you?"
The two young men's faces turned red and they were speechless.
Qin Fan said: "The two of them have no cultivation at all. They are just ordinary people. They cannot be Cuixia disciples. They should be fakes."
Ouyang Mingyue glared at the two of them and shouted, "Tell me, are you fake?"
"Yes, yes!" A young man replied with a trembling voice.
"Why are you pretending to be disciples of Cuixia? Ruining the reputation of Cuixia Sect?" Ouyang Mingyue stepped on the back of one of the young men and shouted.
The young man wailed: "Master Immortal, have mercy on me! We either didn't mean to ruin the reputation of the Cuixia Sect, but we just have a lot of money recently, so we used the reputation of the Cuixia Sect to defraud some money!"
"I didn't expect to meet the Immortal Master today. I hope the Immortal Master will spare us once!"
Ouyang Mingyue snorted coldly: "You bumped into my aunt's hands today, and you want me to spare you, just dream!"
"First give back to the old man what you robbed!"
Someone immediately shouted: "Auntie, we have just started, and you showed up before we could grab it!"
The old man also helped prove: "Yes, they did not lie. Don't embarrass them, let them go!"
Ouyang Mingyue said in surprise: "Old man, if we don't punish such villains severely, how can we let them go so easily?"
"Haha, can you control the two of them, and can you control so many practitioners in Beizhou?" When the old man spoke, his expression was numb, and there was even a touch of sarcasm.
Ouyang Mingyue was furious. She saved the old man, but not only was she not thanked, she was also ridiculed by him.
"Old man, it's these two gangsters pretending to be practitioners who robbed you. The practitioners didn't offend you. Why do you hate the practitioners so much?"
The old man laughed at himself: "Beizhou has been an ascetic for a long time!"
"Do you think they are just robbing things? Those practitioners robbed more and more ruthlessly."
"There are many Beizhou people who have no choice but to choose to practice because they cannot stand the oppression. However, if they choose to practice, they are no longer Beizhou people."
"And those of us in Beizhou who don't practice Buddhism can only continue to suffer the exploitation of practitioners."
"What you see today is just the tip of the iceberg. There are many people like me in Beizhou, and they are suffering from the oppression of practitioners every moment."
"So what's the use of rectifying them? Let them go, they are also part of the oppressed group."
Ouyang Mingyue opened her mouth, but couldn't say a word.
"how so!"
"Are practitioners really so miserable?"
She has been practicing outside. To her, she is like a fairy living in the nine heavens, and she does not understand the extreme suffering in the world.
In her world, food and clothing are what you are born with. I simply don’t understand that food relies on countless ordinary people to sow, irrigate, fertilize, harvest, and finally process it into food.
Qin Fan was also deeply touched. When he heard Li BeiJi say this before, he didn't pay much attention to it.
But now he saw with his own eyes the real Beizhou people living at the lowest level, and he understood how hard the practitioners squeezed the Beizhou people.
The old man shook his head and said with a smile: "They are just a group of poor people who have violated their true intentions. That's why they try their best to squeeze the Beizhou people, hoping to assimilate all the Beizhou people so that there will no longer be true Beizhou people in this world. In this way, they You don’t have to feel guilty or hesitant, and you can live openly and honestly as a Beizhou native.”
Li BeiJi once said that Beizhou people do not know how to practice. Beizhou people who practice Buddhism can no longer be regarded as true Beizhou people.
The hardships of Beizhou people come from their commitment and persistence.
Perhaps, as a descendant of the Human Queen, he should do something for these Beizhou people who have persisted for thousands of years.
After the old man finished speaking, he took his grandson and left silently without thanking him.
Maybe it's because he can see that Ouyang Mingyue is a practitioner, or maybe he's completely numb.
Ouyang Mingyue looked puzzled: "Why is this happening? Why do practitioners want to squeeze them?"
Qin Fan did not answer, but asked: "Why do you want to practice?"
Ouyang Mingyue subconsciously said: "Practice can gain great power and avoid being bullied."
Qin Fan asked again: "What if the practice itself is a mistake?"
Ouyang Mingyue was stunned. She couldn't understand this question. What's wrong with practicing?
Qin Fan said: "Go back. People from the other three sects have already arrived. The competition should start soon."
