Chapter 200: Leaving the Mountain
"Shan Junzi, Yu Kongzi, there's no need to see you off..."
early morning.
Fang Xian walked out of the mountain where he had stayed for a long time alone, and waved to the person behind him.
These two Taoist names were his final gifts for the two beasts.
There, a tiger and an eagle were silently gazing at his back, as if seeing him off, and they were pressing their heads to the ground in a very anthropomorphic manner, as if they were bowing to something.
They watched Fang Xian's back disappear for a long time, then they each let out a long cry and went in different directions.
There was wind under Fang Xian's feet, and he climbed over mountains and crossed ridges with ease.
"I came down the mountain this time to pursue my destiny and practice... But the body of a white ape is inconvenient. Do I have to take over another body?"
He frowned.
Not to mention the many causes and conditions involved, the use of the power of possession also requires a huge amount of mana.
Now Fang Xian is really reluctant to leave.
"What's wrong with the white ape? I will travel the world as this white ape."
In fact, Fang Xian had already considered this issue.
The white ape is similar to a human. As long as they put on clothes, a hat and gloves... there is not much difference.
This is also the reason why he chose the body of a white ape in the beginning.
"There is also the supernatural system in this world. Whether it exists or not, we must explore it..."
"Even so, it's still a bit troublesome... The second transformation of my Gangsha Nine Transformations is to use the power of robbery to transform into thousands of forms... It can be called 'Invisible Phantom'!"
Fang Xian attached great importance to the magic technique of 'Nine Changes of Gangsha'.
After all, the Daluo Dongxuan Secret Temple does not have direct killing power. This magic technique is the guarantee for the alchemists to make a living in the future!
But although he had an idea, Fang Xian felt that it would be difficult to complete this transformation of "invisible phantom".
This is mainly because the robbery power is insufficient.
The power of robbery to the alchemist is like the spiritual energy to the cultivator and water to the fish.
The first of the Nine Transformations of Gangsha - the transformation into flesh and blood, after all, contains some elements of martial arts, and coupled with the silent absorption of the thin calamity power in the void, it can be barely cultivated.
This second change, however, is not enough.
"The alchemists pursue the power of calamity in their cultivation, and they pursue disasters... But this world seems to be a peaceful and prosperous time. Do I have to create disasters myself ?"
Fang Xian curled his lips.
'In fact, if you cultivate the Flesh and Blood Transformation to a very high level, you can transform into a real person or beast at will. Unfortunately... this is just my perfect ideal... It's not easy to refine the horizontal bone and speak...'
The principle is very simple. When martial arts are practiced to an extremely high level, one can manipulate any tendons and tiny pores in the human body, but it is only a 'fine adjustment'. Once the line is crossed, the person will die, and the flesh and blood will collapse, which is a horrible sight.
The art of transforming flesh and blood might one day be able to cultivate to the point where one can transform into any kind of flesh and blood creature at will and be exactly the same, but by that time Fang Xian must have already raised his alchemist rank to an extremely high level.
No matter how good one's magic skills are, they still need the support of one's own realm.
Just like the 'Daluo Dongxuan Mysterious Observation', at this time Fang Xian could only vaguely sense his own fortune and misfortune.
Once the alchemist has reached a higher level of cultivation, it is possible for him to know all the mysteries of this world in a single thought, including the past and the future, just like looking at the lines on the palm of his hand.
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Wang Shun, dressed in rags, climbed over a hill and finally saw his village.
Looking back on the experiences during this period, it feels like a dream.
"Are there really monsters in this world?"
In his mind, a thought lingered.
Maybe he didn't quite believe it before, but after seeing the white ape with his own eyes and hearing the white ape speak, he couldn't help but believe it.
"I don't know how surprised Er Gouzi and the others will be when they hear about my experience..."
Just as he was daydreaming, he suddenly saw the gate of the mountain stronghold wide open. Several tax collectors and hangers-on in official uniforms were staring at the village with a smile. He couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart: "Oh no...something happened!"
He hurriedly entered the village and immediately saw that the village chief and the elders were all there. A group of people, including men, women, young and old, gathered nearby and were confronting a chief tax collector.
"Master... please be more lenient, our village is really poor..."
The elder of the clan was thin, had a sad face, and bowed repeatedly.
The chief tax collector, Kong Cao, had a greasy face, a fat head and big ears. He smiled and said, "Didn't we already agree to give you some time? What about the auspicious sign?"
"Our hunting team entered the mountain early, but we were unlucky and encountered a tiger..." The elder's face was full of bitterness.
Not only that, the hunter captain and several team members were also killed. It was really a bad year.
"I don't care. If there is no auspicious sign, we have to pay taxes!"
Kong Cao touched his chin and looked around: "If you don't have money or rice, then you can hire people. Nowadays, the world is peaceful and a maid can be sold for five taels of silver..."
Wang Shun couldn't stand it anymore after hearing this and rushed out: "You are forcing us to break up our family. Aren't you afraid that the government will force the people to rebel?"
"It's Wang Shun!"
"Brother Wang is back."
"It's great that you're not dead, woo woo..."
The young people in the village seemed to have found their backbone.
"The officials are forcing the people to rebel? Haha... Are you the people? You haven't even been naturalized, so how can you be considered a good citizen? Also, if you want to rebel, I'll give you ten guts to see if you dare!"
Kong Cao sneered and took a step forward.
"Ah Shun, no!"
Wang Shun was so angry that he wanted to step forward and fight, but was held tightly by the clan elder .
In times of chaos, the mountain people would not take it seriously, let alone killing a minor official, even if they killed a perpetrator.
But now the Great Zhou has ruled the world for sixty years, and this nerve is the most sensitive when the national strength is at its strongest.
Dare to kill officials and rebel? The whole village will be destroyed.
In fact, it is because the mountain people are wild and unruly that they rebel.
When they arrived at the county, ordinary farmers would only dare to kneel on the ground and kowtow when they saw Kong Cao.
"Hmph... I don't think you dare. I'll give you three more days. I'll come again after three days, and I'll bring three shifts of yamen runners with me..."
Kong Cao snorted coldly and turned away.
Only when I walked out of the village did I seem to breathe a sigh of relief.
"Boss? Are you just going to let them go like this?"
A hanger-on came over and asked, somewhat unwillingly.
Bang!
Kong Cao slapped him backhandedly: "If you force a cornered person to jump off the wall, who will die? If you hurt a hair of the master, even if you destroy the village afterwards, it will not make up for it."
When they saw Wang Shun coming, the young people in the village seemed to have found a backbone, and they knew that today's matter would not be easy.
In my heart, I have a different idea:
"The imperial court is strict and lenient in its administration. The county should not only give these mountain people land and houses to surrender, but also exempt them from taxes for several years as a sign of leniency... This time, it was actually our clerks in the Ministry of Revenue who came to make money ... If it really gets out of hand, I'm not afraid, but it won't be easy on my face."
The country had been at peace for a long time, and the power in the county was actually mainly controlled by the clerks of the three shifts and six offices. If the new county magistrate was not capable enough, he might be sidelined or even kicked out in disgrace.
Moreover, an unspoken rule has been formed. Even if we encounter officials who are truly capable, they can only control the situation temporarily, and in the end we still have to rely on them.
Therefore, the clerks in the county were not particularly afraid of their superiors, but they were afraid that the mountain people would really rebel and kill them all here. In that case, no unspoken rules would be of any use.
