Supreme Merit Cultivation System

The so-called Temporary Residence Permit of the Dajin Empire was only allowed to stay in Dajin for one month. However, Li Mo did not need to worry about the follow-up matters, as the Ming Dynasty King Zheng Kezang could help him solve it.

I had just finished applying for a temporary residence permit at the embassy. Before I left the house, I saw that all the wind ponies in the embassy area were being led out. Several wind ponies were also hitched to the carriage. The golden princess was actually about to set off.

He hurriedly walked out of the embassy area and waited outside. Although Zheng Kezang gave him the task of escorting the princess, he asked for a secret escort. It is estimated that the princess did not know that there was someone like him, so he did not dare to rush forward.

It would be bad to be beaten away as a liar again.

After waiting for a while, I finally saw the princess boarding the carriage with the help of a female nun in her thirties wearing palace clothes. The princess was about eleven or twelve years old, wearing a white dress, a golden shawl, and feet.

The little boots he wore were also golden. There was a curtain on his head, so his face couldn't be seen.

When the carriage drove out of the embassy area, Li Mo stepped aside and found that the little princess's escort was quite powerful.

Behind the carriage was a guard team of more than fifty people, all riding on wind horses. The guard captain was an old man who was in the middle stage of foundation building, and the remaining guard members were also in the late stage of Qi training.

In addition, the female cultivator who supported the little princess was a master in the late stage of foundation building.

The carriage should be at the level of a magic weapon, but it probably has no offensive capabilities. Anyway, it is very luxurious and should be very comfortable inside.

The carriages and horses went all the way east, passing through the bustling downtown, and soon arrived at the east dock of the city. There was no need to change boats, all the carriages and horses were floating in the air and crossing the river.

Li Mo Yukong was hanging far behind. On the other side was Daikin's customs. But when he was passing through the customs, he was stopped.

The princess's motorcade drove straight past the central avenue of the customs. He wanted to follow it, but his eyes suddenly blurred, and there were already five more soldiers.

Daikin is the only place in Donghua Road that has a standing military force. If it were an ordinary place, the monks would have free personality and would not be subject to the constraints of the military. But Daikin is completely different, because it is unified and good starting from childhood.

"Ideological education", the military cultivators here are prohibited by law, and they are extremely brave and obedient. It is precisely because of this that foreign monks dare not go to Dajin to cause trouble.

You have caused trouble. In other places, the enemy can only call friends. But in Daijin, you have to face overwhelming and fearless soldiers to kill you. In the face of such a force of soldiers

, any monk will have a feeling of insignificance. When compared, he will also have the illusion that his sect is all a Caotai team.

"Foreign monks, please go there to register first!" One of the cultivators with braided braids held his sword in his hands with an unkind expression, and coldly motioned to the building on the other side of the customs.

What registration should I register? Li Mo really wanted to ask. But the faces of these cultivators who were only in the middle and late stages of Qi training were very ugly, so they would probably be in trouble even if they asked.

We walked through the corridor lined with monks and came to the so-called registration office. In front of us, there were five or six inbound monks queuing up to register, and everyone looked honest.

This is not bad, the mortals on the other side are also queuing up, and the queue over there is several times longer.

After completing the immigration registration, following several monks into the customs hall, and gathering with dozens of other monks, Li Mo finally understood the situation.

In the country of Daikin, outside monks or mortals are not allowed to move around randomly. Without permission, any actions of monks and mortals who enter the country at will will be monitored by Daikin.

For example, Li Mo and his group of dozens of monks have to collect an integer of fifty before Daikin sends a cultivator to bring them in. During this process, you cannot leave the cultivator's sight without permission, and you cannot leave the cultivator without permission.

Contact Daikin civilians and monks under certain conditions, otherwise it will be regarded as having hostile intentions towards Daikin. The consequences are definitely not something ordinary people can bear...

It is no exaggeration to say that before going to the toilet, you have to report to the leading soldier first.

After Li Mo asked about the relevant matters, he was dumbfounded for a moment. If he just went to the Golden Capital, it would be okay to follow this team. But he had a mission. How could he escort the unlucky little princess if he followed the team?

What should he do? While he was thinking of a way, his team had already gathered enough people. They were led out of the customs by a dozen soldiers and temporarily assembled in the open space outside the customs. They would not set off until the leader came over.

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Outside the customs, it turns out that it is not a city, but a very small village. There are crumbling thatched huts and streets full of yellow mud. Occasionally, you can see individual pedestrians on the street, and they all look skinny and bones.

After sniffing, a faint stench came. Li Mo turned his head, his mouth wide open in shock, and his eyes widened.

On the big tree behind the customs, there were densely packed mummies hanging like loofahs. The weather was humid, and countless mosquitoes and flies were buzzing around the mummies, making your scalp numb and your heart chilling.

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"Then...what's going on?" Li Mo touched the old monk next to him and asked.

At first glance, this old monk was a businessman. He was only in the middle stage of Qi training, and his face was full of vicissitudes of life. He glanced at the mummy on the tree, his lips wriggled, and he lowered his voice and said: "They are all fleeing! After being caught,

He hung himself there."

Li Mo blinked and asked, "Why are you running away?"

The old monk secretly glanced at the soldiers standing around him and said, "Because I'm hungry!"

Li Mo: "Why are you hungry?"

Old monk: "Because there are no fields to grow food!"

Li Mo: "...Could Daikin be in a desert environment and unable to grow food?"

Old monk: "Of course it's not a desert. Although there are many mountains here, there is also a lot of arable land. It's just that in recent years, most of the arable land in Daijin has only been planted with spiritual grains, not grains and rice!"

Li Mo was dumbfounded again. Linggu is used to refine elixirs, and it is naturally impossible for mortals to eat it. However, to popularize Linggu nationwide is a bit... too exaggerated! The concentration of spiritual energy is not enough, and the output of Linggu must be

There is very little agriculture with such low efficiency... The brains of the Daikin royal family were collectively kicked by donkeys?

The old monk said with some emotion: "The ration fields are getting less and less, and most people have no enough to eat. However, the tax on spiritual grain is getting higher and higher, and there is not enough food to eat. How can we have the energy to cultivate spiritual grain? In some internal areas,

The leaves and bark on the mountains and the grass in the fields have all been eaten up. Many people in the village have starved to death. How can we not escape?"

Li Mo: "How did you catch these people? The Hunting Fish River is so long, but not particularly wide? You can swim across it with all your strength."

The old man rolled his eyes and said: "How can it be that easy? Not only are there military camps along the river, but there are also patrolling and repairing troops in the sky!"

Patrolling soldiers? Li Mo suddenly felt a little pain in his balls. He originally wanted to run away secretly. If there were too many patrolling soldiers, running away secretly would undoubtedly avoid a lot of dangers.

The old man was quite kind, and he probably saw what he was thinking, and quickly reminded him: "Don't think about rushing on your own. Take out your temporary residence permit and take a look!"

Li Mo obeyed and took out the temporary residence permit. It was just a booklet, but there was a small piece of white jade inlaid on the back. It was emitting a faint fluorescence.

The old man explained: "This small piece of jade is called 'identity jade'. Not only us, but also all Dajin monks have it on their IDs. The jade records the relevant information of the holder. Dajin cultivators don't care, if we outsiders...

Any behavior that is inconsistent with your identity will definitely be discovered by the 'Mother Emperor's Eye'."

The old man took the trouble to explain it. It turns out that these identity jade are all transformed from the "Mother Emperor's Heavenly Eye", and there is a very subtle connection between the mother and the child. The Mother Emperor's Heavenly Eye is a thousand-level spiritual weapon, composed of two

Prince Zheng Fayi is in charge.

Even if you throw the Ziyu into the storage bag or into the spiritual weapon space, you can't isolate the perception of the Mother Emperor's Heavenly Eye. In fact, the Mother Emperor's Heavenly Eye has spent tens of thousands of years laying out endless sensing Ziyu all over the territory of Dajin.

.If a monk does not have an identity jade on his body, it can be sensed instantly. Relevant warnings can also be sent out layer by layer through Ziyu in a very short time, mobilizing relevant military forces to encircle and suppress the "black household monk"!

Li Mo was shocked for the third time. He spat hard and said, "Are you so awesome?"

The old man rolled his eyes: "I and my descendants will be emperors for tens of thousands of years, and they will definitely be more powerful than the one named Zheng!"

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