The system endows longevity, and immortality can finally be expected
Chapter 104 The Thinker in the Realm of Cultivation
In the depths of the remote and endless sea, those treasure-hunting monks who shuttled between the various islands had no idea that there were a large number of detection satellites running in synchronous orbits far above them.
Overseas monks have had a good life these years, the only fly in the ointment is that for some reason the temperature in recent years has dropped a lot compared to before.
This makes some snow accumulations appear on some high mountains that do not snow all the year round.
It's just that these abnormal climates didn't attract too much attention from most monks.
And the mortals under their rule are indeed quite sensitive to this climate change.
The former natives, after being enlightened by the world of cultivating immortals, have practiced and adapted to farming life these years.
But farming depends on the face of God.
The sudden change in climate has led to a large-scale reduction in food production, and many civilians who cannot survive have taken risks. There are already signs of turmoil in the mortal world.
However, the high-ranking immortal cultivators don't have the mood to care about the life and death of mortals. Their existence is to provide a steady stream of backup power for the immortal cultivating world.
It's just that among the immortal cultivators, there are always some people who don't take the usual path.
And Li Danyang is such a monk.
Li Danyang is just a third-rate cultivator in the foundation-building stage. He has been cultivating immortals for nearly 200 years, and his cultivation has been stuck in the early stage of foundation-building. Even though there are many opportunities overseas, he is indeed an exception.
Ever since he was forcibly sent onto the boat and endured the bumps all the way, he came to this new world, and he just lay flat.
Cultivating immortals and cultivating immortals is not in vain in the end.
After lying down, he was obsessed with the mountains and rivers every day, and mixed with the mundane.
If you have nothing to do to educate the ignorant common people, or sit in your own small courtyard and think about the ultimate philosophy of life, organize your thoughts into a book and enjoy it.
The intrigues in the world of cultivating immortals seem to have nothing to do with him.
It took him decades to sell most of his family property, and obtained historical materials of the world of cultivating immortals and the history of changes in ordinary countries from various channels.
Combining these historical materials with what I have seen and heard over the past 100 years, I wrote a book with a length of one million words.
"Broken Sutra"
This book demonstrates with the most straightforward language and detailed historical materials, and describes the class oppression between mortals and mortals, mortals and monks, casual cultivators and sects.
Until he finished this revised book, he felt that this dirty world no longer deserved to exist in this world.
It's just that he wanted to kill the thief but was powerless.
Given the gap in cultivation in the cultivation world, it is not easy to initiate a top-down reform.
According to the historical materials he consulted, many people in history have tried it, and those people were all labeled as magic in the end without exception.
In the tens of thousands of years of civilization, there are always predecessors who can resonate with themselves.
It's a pity that they all failed. The cultivation world is different from ordinary people, and it is impossible to rely on collective strength.
A person with a strong cultivation base is enough to overwhelm everyone.
Resistance is easier said than done.
The darkness of the world made him unable to see any hope.
Cultivation of immortals, even if one reaches the Golden Core, so what, in the end it is nothing more than a walking corpse with a long lifespan.
It's better to live in the moment and enjoy life.
As long as you don't work hard, you won't be oppressed by others.
Only a monk like him would lower his noble head and take a look at all living beings.
He realized the huge impact this sudden climate anomaly had on mortals.
It's just that the cloud and rain art he used with a little mana is simply a drop in the bucket.
In order to solve the problem of drought in the fields, he started his first retreat in the New World.
This retreat took him a full year.
When he left the customs, his face was indeed full of loneliness.
I have a whole body of cultivation, but apart from destroying and killing, I can't really create something of value.
This bad feeling made him hate the group of monks even more.
Looking at the complicated mechanism in his hand, Li Danyang sighed a long time.
It took a year to make this water diversion device that can be used without spiritual power, using the mechanism skills I learned and the heavenly artifacts I accidentally obtained from Xianmeng as a reference.
It's just that this thing still has many shortcomings, and it cannot fundamentally solve the drought caused by abnormal climate.
"I don't know who wrote this Tiangong Kaiwu. It's a pity that such a great sage can't make friends. It's really a pity in my life."
Putting this weak version of the model into the storage bag, it turned into a ray of light and disappeared into his courtyard in the deep mountains.
Li Danyang taught this device to the mortals nearby. Although this device has many shortcomings, as long as it is used properly, at least the mortals can survive these difficult years.
It's just that his idea is very beautiful, but the reality is indeed extremely daring.
A few months later, when he came to the nearby mortal residence again, what he saw was still people with poor clothing and food.
He thought it was a problem with his own device, but after inquiring, he found that things were far more complicated than he imagined. He had underestimated the greed of human nature.
There was nothing wrong with his device, it just spread among a few villages and towns at first.
Local mortals have also benefited from this. Seeing the crops in the fields recovering, everyone is very confident in this year's harvest.
But soon this kind of device was known by powerful people in the common world. They used their own strength to forcibly obtain the production method of this device, and then shamelessly took it as their own.
Ordinary people have to pay a lot of usage fees if they want to use it, and ordinary people have no resistance at all.
Because these forces are all backed by major sects, how can they be existences that mud legs can contend with.
There is no country in the mortal world of the new world, and it is controlled by families, large and small.
Ordinary people in Middle-earth, who have been treated unfairly, at least still have a way to go to the government or raise a rebellion.
But here, these mortals have no choice but to wait for death in the face of this situation.
This is a paradise for monks and a hell for mortals.
After knowing everything, Li Danyang felt extremely hopeless.
He wasn't angry, and he found that he didn't know who to be angry with.
Those powerful people?Without them there are others.
Tired, quickly destroy it.
How Li Danyang hoped that the Zerg from Middle-earth would hurry across the ocean to come here and accept these filthy monsters.
Humanity may not really be worth saving.
Li Danyang was depressed, and this frustration of being powerless in the face of reality hit him hard.
When he locked himself in a small courtyard drinking and living his days, he didn't know that the surveillance satellites far above him launched a large number of ultra-miniature spy robots downward, and one of them landed in another courtyard impartially. on the fruit tree.
Overseas monks have had a good life these years, the only fly in the ointment is that for some reason the temperature in recent years has dropped a lot compared to before.
This makes some snow accumulations appear on some high mountains that do not snow all the year round.
It's just that these abnormal climates didn't attract too much attention from most monks.
And the mortals under their rule are indeed quite sensitive to this climate change.
The former natives, after being enlightened by the world of cultivating immortals, have practiced and adapted to farming life these years.
But farming depends on the face of God.
The sudden change in climate has led to a large-scale reduction in food production, and many civilians who cannot survive have taken risks. There are already signs of turmoil in the mortal world.
However, the high-ranking immortal cultivators don't have the mood to care about the life and death of mortals. Their existence is to provide a steady stream of backup power for the immortal cultivating world.
It's just that among the immortal cultivators, there are always some people who don't take the usual path.
And Li Danyang is such a monk.
Li Danyang is just a third-rate cultivator in the foundation-building stage. He has been cultivating immortals for nearly 200 years, and his cultivation has been stuck in the early stage of foundation-building. Even though there are many opportunities overseas, he is indeed an exception.
Ever since he was forcibly sent onto the boat and endured the bumps all the way, he came to this new world, and he just lay flat.
Cultivating immortals and cultivating immortals is not in vain in the end.
After lying down, he was obsessed with the mountains and rivers every day, and mixed with the mundane.
If you have nothing to do to educate the ignorant common people, or sit in your own small courtyard and think about the ultimate philosophy of life, organize your thoughts into a book and enjoy it.
The intrigues in the world of cultivating immortals seem to have nothing to do with him.
It took him decades to sell most of his family property, and obtained historical materials of the world of cultivating immortals and the history of changes in ordinary countries from various channels.
Combining these historical materials with what I have seen and heard over the past 100 years, I wrote a book with a length of one million words.
"Broken Sutra"
This book demonstrates with the most straightforward language and detailed historical materials, and describes the class oppression between mortals and mortals, mortals and monks, casual cultivators and sects.
Until he finished this revised book, he felt that this dirty world no longer deserved to exist in this world.
It's just that he wanted to kill the thief but was powerless.
Given the gap in cultivation in the cultivation world, it is not easy to initiate a top-down reform.
According to the historical materials he consulted, many people in history have tried it, and those people were all labeled as magic in the end without exception.
In the tens of thousands of years of civilization, there are always predecessors who can resonate with themselves.
It's a pity that they all failed. The cultivation world is different from ordinary people, and it is impossible to rely on collective strength.
A person with a strong cultivation base is enough to overwhelm everyone.
Resistance is easier said than done.
The darkness of the world made him unable to see any hope.
Cultivation of immortals, even if one reaches the Golden Core, so what, in the end it is nothing more than a walking corpse with a long lifespan.
It's better to live in the moment and enjoy life.
As long as you don't work hard, you won't be oppressed by others.
Only a monk like him would lower his noble head and take a look at all living beings.
He realized the huge impact this sudden climate anomaly had on mortals.
It's just that the cloud and rain art he used with a little mana is simply a drop in the bucket.
In order to solve the problem of drought in the fields, he started his first retreat in the New World.
This retreat took him a full year.
When he left the customs, his face was indeed full of loneliness.
I have a whole body of cultivation, but apart from destroying and killing, I can't really create something of value.
This bad feeling made him hate the group of monks even more.
Looking at the complicated mechanism in his hand, Li Danyang sighed a long time.
It took a year to make this water diversion device that can be used without spiritual power, using the mechanism skills I learned and the heavenly artifacts I accidentally obtained from Xianmeng as a reference.
It's just that this thing still has many shortcomings, and it cannot fundamentally solve the drought caused by abnormal climate.
"I don't know who wrote this Tiangong Kaiwu. It's a pity that such a great sage can't make friends. It's really a pity in my life."
Putting this weak version of the model into the storage bag, it turned into a ray of light and disappeared into his courtyard in the deep mountains.
Li Danyang taught this device to the mortals nearby. Although this device has many shortcomings, as long as it is used properly, at least the mortals can survive these difficult years.
It's just that his idea is very beautiful, but the reality is indeed extremely daring.
A few months later, when he came to the nearby mortal residence again, what he saw was still people with poor clothing and food.
He thought it was a problem with his own device, but after inquiring, he found that things were far more complicated than he imagined. He had underestimated the greed of human nature.
There was nothing wrong with his device, it just spread among a few villages and towns at first.
Local mortals have also benefited from this. Seeing the crops in the fields recovering, everyone is very confident in this year's harvest.
But soon this kind of device was known by powerful people in the common world. They used their own strength to forcibly obtain the production method of this device, and then shamelessly took it as their own.
Ordinary people have to pay a lot of usage fees if they want to use it, and ordinary people have no resistance at all.
Because these forces are all backed by major sects, how can they be existences that mud legs can contend with.
There is no country in the mortal world of the new world, and it is controlled by families, large and small.
Ordinary people in Middle-earth, who have been treated unfairly, at least still have a way to go to the government or raise a rebellion.
But here, these mortals have no choice but to wait for death in the face of this situation.
This is a paradise for monks and a hell for mortals.
After knowing everything, Li Danyang felt extremely hopeless.
He wasn't angry, and he found that he didn't know who to be angry with.
Those powerful people?Without them there are others.
Tired, quickly destroy it.
How Li Danyang hoped that the Zerg from Middle-earth would hurry across the ocean to come here and accept these filthy monsters.
Humanity may not really be worth saving.
Li Danyang was depressed, and this frustration of being powerless in the face of reality hit him hard.
When he locked himself in a small courtyard drinking and living his days, he didn't know that the surveillance satellites far above him launched a large number of ultra-miniature spy robots downward, and one of them landed in another courtyard impartially. on the fruit tree.
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