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The second person to answer was Elder Zhang's little book boy. He grew up around the Prime Minister of the dynasty and was immersed in it. He was lively, smart and bold: "Can I say that, slave?"

"certainly."

The boy said seriously: "Immortals in the eyes of mortals should be like masters in the hearts of our slaves. A slave serves the master, and the master protects the slave. If the slave does not do well, the master can beat and scold him. If the slave does well, the master will reward him."

"I heard that if an immortal makes a mistake, he will be demoted to the mortal world. This is the same as some noble people being sold after a crime, and if a mortal becomes an immortal by cultivating Taoism, it is the same as a slave who becomes a good man after being expelled from his family.

"The master has a lot of land, Zhuangzi. It is impossible for him to take care of all of it himself, so he will leave it to his slaves to manage. Fanguo is like a remote Zhuangzi, and he must choose slaves who know how to farm to take care of him. Among the slaves, there are also three, six, and nine grades. Master

The people around me have high status, while Sasuo’s status is low..."

As he was talking, he suddenly realized that he had violated Yin Miaomiao's previous words, and he stopped talking with some fear.

However, Yin Miaomiao was not angry and said with a smile: "What a clever boy. What do you think Zhang Xiangguo?"

Elder Zhang did not deny it, but he also refused to admit it.

When people stand high as masters, they do not feel that the existence of slaves is inhumane, but when they fall into the mud and become a lowly existence that is taken away by others, it is difficult to accept it.

But his resentment was not too strong. After all, he was used to being a minister, and there was a king above his head. It seemed that there was no difference when the emperor became a cultivator.

Even immortals can bless the country with good weather and less disasters, making them more reliable than the emperor.

The only thing that made him hesitate was that although this hierarchy was extremely applicable and very familiar to them, it was incompatible with the previous discussion.

She said that all mortals are equal. She said that human groups have huge power.

After being a minister for so many years, it has become his instinct to figure out what is better for him. His intuition tells him that this is not the best answer.

Yin Miaomiao saw that the other person didn't answer or force him, and then looked at the last person.

Lu Shizi carefully considered his words: "I have come into contact with several cultivators. They are all very powerful individually. Even the strongest experts around me cannot defeat them, but they are not that powerful. Ten people cannot do it, but a hundred people can force them back."

As he spoke, he paid attention to Yin Miaomiao's expression. Seeing that she was not displeased, he said: "On the other hand, being a slave to the master is useful, but I think monks mostly disdain the mortal world. Even if they take the initiative to serve, they will not be reused.

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The relationship between master and slave is very delicate, but no matter what, the master needs the slave, and this need is the foundation of the slave.

Monks don't need mortals, just as people don't need ants.

"A lion is as powerful as a lion, and a bee has the survival skills of a bee." He repeated these words and said cautiously, "Perhaps the best way is for the bees to provide honey for the lions and arm themselves with poisonous needles so that the lions allow the bees to survive alone.

the best."

Yin Miaomiao couldn't help but smile.

From what I hear, this Prince Lu's ideas are relatively mature. If it is useful, it is valuable, but if you take it for yourself, you will have to pay a price. The subtle trade-offs between them are the living space of mortals.

However, she still said: "This is not a satisfactory answer. Apart from kneeling and being kneeled, there are other possibilities in the world."

There is not much blame in this statement. Human vision is limited, and it is difficult to have a vision that transcends the times.

She didn't want to be too demanding, so she sighed and spread her palms.

A book appeared in front of everyone.

"This is a talisman book that can teach mortals to use talismans to cast spells." A subtle smile appeared on her lips, "Do you want it?"

Mortals casting spells?!

The people present felt as if they had been struck by lightning and wondered if there was something wrong with their ears. They had previously thought that the best surprise would be to give some miraculous medicine or a fairy fate.

Elder Zhang showed a rare look of shock: "Will you really give it to us?"

"Of course, but I have conditions." She took it easy.

Cheng Juan couldn't hide his excitement. He clenched his fists with five fingers, his joints turning slightly white: "Please tell me."

"This is not for any one of you, but for all mortals. The monopoly, die." Yin Miaomiao said unhurriedly, "For ten years, you can understand as much as you can. Once the time limit is up, I will take it back immediately.

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It doesn't sound difficult, and it doesn't cool their heated minds at all.

Lu Shizi said decisively: "I agree."

"I haven't finished speaking yet." She looked at them, like a strict examiner, "I hope you can use this power properly to change people's lives, so that people can live and work in peace and contentment, with support for the elderly and for children.

…But this is not mandatory. Of course you can also use it to launch wars and conquer other countries, as long as you can afford the consequences of doing so."

Elder Zhang asked in a deep voice: "The Beilin Kingdom is eyeing the enemy, so it is the right thing to drive away the foreigners."

"This is your freedom. However, Beilin and Nanping will also receive this gift. They are also human beings. Am I the only one who treats you differently? Why?"

She made everyone blush and become speechless.

"You can do whatever you want, but you must understand that what the mortal world will look like in ten years is directly related to the future fate of mortals." She flipped the pages of the book, and the paper made a sound. "Whether you want to be an ant or a slave, you have to be a slave."

Or is it something else...Ten years later, tell me your answer based on reality."

The jade fingers loosened and the pages of the book suddenly closed.

I don't know if it was a coincidence, but the sound of wind and rain outside was much quieter, and other noisy sounds could be vaguely heard.

She said: "Do you understand what I said?"

Those present nodded.

"So, who can repeat what I said today?" Yin Miaomiao's eyes swept across the crowd and landed on the smart little book boy, "Say."

The book boy swallowed nervously and said: "Immortal, the immortal said that mortals and mortals are equal, and mortals should obey the monks' ideas, and... Spells are not for one person, but for everyone. None of us can

Exclusively, the Immortal will take it back after ten years. The situation in the mortal world at that time will be related to our future destiny."

"Very good." Yin Miaomiao smiled slightly, "For the sake of all your answers, I will say one more thing. The equality of mortals is not only the equality of emperors, generals and peasants, but also the equality of men and women."

Her tone was gentle from beginning to end, but when she spoke the last sentence, there was a coldness in her gentleness, like a wind that was suddenly warm and then cold, thought to have little force, but blew into the cracks of her bones.

Prince Lu boasted of his military exploits by killing people in mountains of corpses and seas of blood. He was used to seeing life and death, and he couldn't help but feel frightened at this time.

He suddenly realized that the beautiful woman in front of him just hid her edge and appeared with a kinder face. This was her kindness, not that she did not have great power.

That's right, being able to interfere in the mortal world with such an attitude, and never caring about other monks in her words, doesn't it just prove that she can represent the monks?

What kind of existence is a woman who doesn't bother to use her strength to scare mortals? Is she a real immortal?

In the eerie silence, the boat made a muffled sound, as if it had hit something.

"We've arrived in the capital." The handsome man beside her said, "Let's get off the boat."

The others suddenly came back to their senses, with deep surprise on their faces. It takes at least three days to travel from Yanyu City to the capital. How come you can speak so well?

Cheng Juan rolled up the curtain and took a deep breath: "It's really the capital."

"Get off the ship, we won't charge you the fare." Yin Miaomiao waved her hand, and suddenly a book appeared in everyone's arms.

Cheng Juan hesitated for a moment and bowed his head: "Thank you, Fairy, for your generosity. See you later." After that, he strode out of the cabin.

Elder Zhang stood up slowly with the help of the boy. He asked, "May I ask the immortal, do you mean what all the monks mean?"

"This is not what you should know." Ye Zhou waved his sleeves and blew out a gust of breeze, sending them directly to the shore. Prince Lu was obedient and said nothing. He held his fists in a salute and left with his head held high.

The moment they all stepped ashore, Yuyou's words came from behind: "Remember, I will watch you."

Everyone's bodies trembled slightly, and they all turned their heads to look.

The river is vast, and boats are constantly coming and going, but the one just now is nowhere to be seen, as if everything before was just a dream on a rainy day.

When I thought about it more carefully, I could clearly remember the scene on the boat. However, no matter how hard I racked my brains to recall it, I could no longer recall the woman's figure and face.

Mengye? Xianye?

On the ship, the simple cabin changed its appearance, with soft futons and a few melons and fruits.

Yin Miaomiao leaned on the table and frowned: "The prophecy given to me by Wuce Peak said that the opportunity for change in the world lies with these few people today, but no matter how I look at it, it seems almost meaningless."

"It should be your appearance that led to the outcome of the prophecy." Ye Zhou was not surprised. Sometimes prophecies come true because someone believed them and did so.

"Ignore them." She relaxed her eyebrows and said with a smile, "Let's talk about it in ten years. Maybe there will be a surprise. What we should discuss now is where to settle?"

"I thought you were planning to travel and settle down?" Ye Zhou was a little surprised.

Yin Miaomiao said: "The mortal world is so big, there is nothing easy to travel about. Of course, you have to blend in with the crowd to experience the experience. I have already thought about it, you have to open a medicine shop."

Ye Zhou: "...I am an alchemist."

"I don't care." She was dictatorial. "You can ask other doctors to consult, but I just want to open a pharmacy."

He thought for a while and asked: "Because you can see many people living, old, sick and dying in the drug store?"

"Because God has a good life." She rolled her eyes at him and said lightly, "By the way, I can also prepare for the advancement."

Ye Zhou was startled and then suddenly realized.

The power of merit is not an obscure method. Some monks who have no hope of advancement will go to the mortal world to save people and provide disaster relief in exchange for a certain amount of merit power. If they are lucky, this will help them when they advance.

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"Senior sister..." He called her softly.

Yin Miaomiao raised her finger and pressed his lips: "Stop, why are you so moved? Am I usually very bad to you? Let's think about where to stop the boat."

Ye Zhou took back his original words and asked, "Sister, do you really want to look at them, or are you trying to scare them?"

"Of course it's true," she said, "I want to witness history."

"It's better back then in Misty Rain City. It's far away from the capital, so it's not easy to be noticed." Ye Zhou's suggestion was very reasonable.

The place with the highest probability of monks appearing in the mortal world is the royal capital. If someone notices it, it will be uninteresting (un)interesting (good) thinking (playing). The bustling city of Misty Rain is also in line with Yin Miaomiao's preferences.

As expected, she made a move: "Okay, let's go to Yanyu City."

Ye Zhou pursed his lips and smiled, already looking forward to the ten years he would spend in the mortal world with her.