Mecha Star Wars.

Chapter 1067: Practitioners in the Mortal World

There was a huge crowd of people queuing in the square, but in the end only about forty or fifty people were left, including people with mixed spiritual roots like Lin Fan.

Among these people, there were rich children with gorgeous clothes and poor children with tattered clothes.

Before entering the gate of the immortal world, the chain of contempt already exists.

Those with good family backgrounds look down on those without money. Those with single spiritual roots look down on those with multiple spiritual roots. In summary, those with five spiritual roots who have no money and no background are at the bottom of the social ladder.

"In fact, not all children with spiritual roots will be sent to the sect. Children with rich family backgrounds who are tested to have more than three spiritual roots will generally stay in the family."

Perhaps he wanted to make friends with Wu Yi and Guan Ying, two inner disciples who were destined to achieve great success. On the way to transfer the new disciples, the middle-aged man deliberately called Lin Fan to his side.

"Is it because his spiritual roots are mixed and there is not much future for him to join the sect? It is better for him to stay in the family and strengthen his own strength?" Lin Fan asked.

The middle-aged man didn't expect that this girl, though illiterate, had a bright mind. He looked at the little kids in front and behind him, all of whom had gathered around him secretly, stretched their ears to eavesdrop, and laughed in their hearts.

This was not a confidential matter, and he did not care how many people listened, so he continued.

"Yes, now the connection between the immortal world and the human world is still close, and it is common for large families to master some basic cultivation secrets. Rather than letting the multi-spiritual root be the tail of the phoenix in the sect, it is better to stay in the mortal world and be the head of the chicken."

"Will the royal family allow it?" Lin Fan asked again.

All forces that can shake the imperial power will be strangled by the rulers, not to mention the existence of immortals who come and go without a trace, can take people's heads from a distance, and are more terrifying than an invading army.

Can the emperor tolerate the existence of such a master in the mortal world?

Anyone who is too high-profile in the martial arts world will be suppressed by the imperial power, let alone this kind of overwhelming power over ordinary people?

"The royal family?" The middle-aged man chuckled, his eyelids drooping slightly. "Of course they were nervous at first, but isn't that the one who wants to live forever the most? After seeing how powerful they are, they are naturally not inferior to others. Which major clan doesn't have some princes and grandchildren? The royal family has no fewer secret manuals than the family."

In this way, the royal family is no weaker than the aristocratic families, and the situation is once again balanced.

Lin Fan nodded and asked, "Then don't the immortals have the final say on matters in the mortal world?"

"I dare not say that." The middle-aged man said with a smile, but there was no intention of blaming him. Instead, pride could be heard in his voice. "We cultivators seek immortality and ascend to heaven, but we do not want to be tainted by the trivialities of the mortal world. It's just that those who sit on the throne are particularly respectful to us and offer us sacrifices every four seasons. We are not short of those mortal things, but because of their kindness, we will help if necessary."

"What is necessary? Invasion and annexation between countries?" Lin Fan asked.

She was somewhat curious, in this context, whether the country had also become one of the affiliated forces of the sect. The war between countries was actually a struggle between sects.

"How is that possible?" The middle-aged man shook his head. "Mortal matters are mortal matters after all. They cannot be solved by immortal methods. Otherwise, our immortal cultivation world will be tainted by worldly desires, and won't it be in chaos?"

“But allowing someone in a mortal family to practice cultivation, isn’t this a disguised form of participation?” Lin Fan asked again.

The cultivators in the sect did not participate, but which of the secret manuals in the family did not come from the sect? Tolerating the existence of these family cultivators was equivalent to another form of intervention by the sect, wasn't it?

They said no, but they were secretly cultivating underground influence behind the scenes... Lin Fan wondered if these sects were playing a shameless game.

"Those people who practiced in the family did so because of the battle to save the world in the early days. Ordinary people and practitioners could no longer be as clearly separated as before. Later, in order to guard against another natural disaster, some helpers were left in the mortal world. This was indeed tacitly approved by the immortal sect. But this tacit approval was limited. The practitioners in the mortal world could only slay demons and monsters, and their magical powers could not be used on mortals."

"Is it useful?" Lin Fan didn't believe that those powerful people would be so obedient.

It only takes a snap of a finger for a person with super powers to kill someone. Can the dead person get up and complain?

The middle-aged man cleared his throat and glanced at Bai Linfan. "Laws and agreements are meant to be supervised by others. Rules that are known to the whole world are naturally useful."

Oh, I see. Families check and balance each other, and no one dares to violate the rules blatantly. As for privately...

"Allowing the existence of cultivators in the family is also to maintain local security." The middle-aged man continued, "Mortals are more vulnerable to invasion by monsters. Although we cultivators often rush to help, it is difficult to cover everything. At times like this, cultivators living in the mortal world can rush to the scene faster to deal with it and minimize casualties. If they can't deal with it, they can send a letter for help. The various sects can also dispatch as needed to reduce losses."

It's just like an outpost without the title of a disciple. A non-staff member, and no salary is required. Lin Fan thought to himself, as expected of a man who has lived for hundreds or thousands of years, he is really good at calculating.

As for the strength of these non-staff personnel, there is naturally no need to worry too much.

He himself has four or five spiritual roots, and has no spiritual vein supply from the sect. Even if he has basic cultivation techniques, Lin Fan feels that they cannot be better than those in the sect.

After all, no sect would turn a blind eye and allow their own magic formula to circulate outside, right? Even the most basic magic formula. That's not called stealing, it's called treason.

The magic formulas that can flow into the aristocratic families are either the "market version" that has been edited by the sect, or the kind that are secretly taught by someone in the sect and never passed on to others.

But even if the spells are exactly the same, without the spiritual environment of the sect, and without a teacher who teaches in the sect for a long time, how good can it be if you only rely on spiritual medicine to pile up the experience bar?

If we only talk about the results of cultivation, one can naturally gain more within the sect.

However, the results of the cultivation of four or five spiritual roots in the sect were just so-so, and there were very few people who could break through the Qi training stage and make the leap from a carp to a dragon. And those who entered the inner sect would eventually fail to cross the foundation-building stage due to the sluggish progress of their cultivation.

Therefore, whether one practices at the same Qi training stage in a mediocre way, it seems that there is no difference whether one practices faster or slower.

Not to mention, the children of the noble families who have access to cultivation are all made of gold and jade. Are they to be made to serve others? Or will they never be able to make a breakthrough and never be able to surpass the level of Qi training?

Forget it, it’s better to be the head of the family.

Therefore, most of the disciples with four or five spiritual roots who choose to join the sect as menial workers are from poor families, or even children who can't make ends meet. Joining the sect is just to have enough food and clothing, and under the care of the sect, they can have a relatively comfortable and long life. What's more, maybe one day they can turn things around and make further progress...

Lin Fan originally thought that they would take a flying boat or some other flying instrument to the sect. Isn’t that what is written in novels?

As a result, the group was led to a teleportation array.

Teleportation array... She stared at the stone disc on the ground for a while, and it was quite interesting.

The disc looks like a round tile embedded in the ground, slightly protruding from the flat surface. There are twisted patterns on it, which should be runes.

The little kids stood up in groups of three or five. The middle-aged man placed a spirit stone in a groove next to the formation. Then a figure flashed and the children standing there disappeared.

Lin Fan saw it for the first time and couldn't help but feel curious.

When she stood up, those little kids pushed each other and no one could get up.

Lin Fan doesn't care. She doesn't like children's personality. She feels more comfortable when she is alone.

The middle-aged man was not very happy. Each time he sent a spirit stone, he wasted energy. It was a waste for one person. He urged Douding to send a few more people up.

The group of children scurried away, leaving behind a ragged little boy. He lowered his head, and when he realized he was alone, he immediately wanted to shrink back into the crowd.

"Forget it, just one at a time. If they get impatient over there, we'll have to tell them again." The middle-aged man grabbed the child's arm and threw him onto the teleportation array, then activated the teleportation array.

The child tripped while struggling and fell directly on Lin Fan's feet. The light flashed and the surroundings changed.

On top of the tall mountain, the three big characters "Changtianmen" penetrate the sky.

I went to the hospital today and had a minor surgery.

There was a tear gland growth on the outer side of my lower eyelid, which was just a few small bumps, and I removed it with laser.

It hurts. Now there are small pits under my eyes. I hope there won’t be scars.

When I was lying in bed, the doctor put a note on my chest saying that scarring might occur and took a photo. I guess he was afraid of being blackmailed.

I was lying there with the camera pointed at my face, it felt weird. Like in a crime movie, taking pictures with a sign, hahahaha

I squeezed blackheads some time ago and got a keloid on my mouth. After the scab fell off, the broken skin turned black and there was a hard lump in the middle. The doctor said it cannot be removed.

Woo woo woo, obsessive-compulsive disorder, really, the more uncomfortable it is, the more uncomfortable it is.

You can’t let your hands itch anymore, you have to control them!