Divine Civilization

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Stepped over the city gate and walked into the street, a bustling scene of the city has already bloomed in front of Wu Hui.

Most of the buildings in Yunyang City are mainly wood. On both sides of the main road, there are shops such as teahouses, pubs, pawnshops, workshops, and medical halls.

These arched eaves and exquisite workmanship buildings are full of antique beauty, and more than the ancient buildings on the earth in Wu Hui's memory, they have a more heavy feeling after years of hardening.

At the foot of the shop, there are many stall vendors.

The peddlers used carts or wooden tables, and some simply used a piece of cowhide felt to spread on the ground.

They sell things more than the goods in the shop. Common items such as charms, elixir, utensils, and tools can be found here. In addition, Ling Zhi, Ling Guo, antique debris, snacks and pastries, etc., have everything, the variety is dizzying.

In short, almost anyone who sells something here can sell it. As for the real and fake counterfeit, it depends on the individual's eyesight.

There are also pedestrians on the streets, there are porters who are bent over by heavy burdens, and workers who rush to deliver veterinary vehicles; there are merchants in hurry, and men and women who are hanging out and stopping ...

Only one glance away, you can clearly see the ancient and rich of this city of Yunyang, its lively is full of tranquility and peace.

It's just that Wu Hui was a little surprised. The population of this Yunyang city is actually very large, but among the dense crowd, there are very few people who cultivate immortals.

Is n’t this a city famous for the immortals? How come those who cultivate immortals are rare?

Seemed to see Wu Hui ’s doubts. The third son of Wang ’s family was very busy and said, “Master Wang Dong, do you think that there are not as many fairy cultivators as you think?”

"This is the case. In Yanzhou, we have fewer people who have the qualifications to practice, and there may not be one out of a thousand people, and even those who have outstanding qualifications are even fewer. Coupled with these highly qualified practitioners, they often retreat. , Often ten or eight years, or even decades may not go out. Even if it comes out by accident, it is also a rush to purchase and disappear again. Therefore, in our city of Yunyang, the number of immortals who can be seen is much less than ordinary people. . "

"No wonder." Wu Hui replied casually.

Thinking about it, it is true.

Immortal repairers are like the nobles of other civilizations, pure blood species, they are at the top of the entire social chain. The entire civilization, as well as all the races in the whole civilization, serve their small group of people.

Not to mention the superior cultivators with superior qualifications, they are undoubtedly the nobles of the nobility, and their number is even rarer.

You should know that in Dayanzhou, which has a population of hundreds of millions of people, the population with qualifications for Xiuxian is less than 1%, and like Wang Tian, ​​the head of Wang family, and other patriarchs of Xiuxian family, they can reach level 8 or even level 9 The upper class of immortals are rare.

And these upper-level cultivators will naturally not go out easily, even if there are materials that need to be purchased, they will be handed over to their servants.

This is also why Yunyang City is so big. It is not unusual for those who go all the way to cultivate immortals. Like Wu Hui, powerful immortals who have reached the 6th stage of infancy are all rare extraordinary people.

But there is no doubt that all the functions of this whole city are built to provide services for the immortals. Many shop owners and folks are also immortals, but their strength and talent are too low. All I have to do is look at the shops for some big families and work part-time.

"Go, let me go inside and see."

Wu Hui greeted him, shook his fan, and walked towards the city first.

The little three son quickly followed, and introduced the attractions in the city and the unique features of each store along the way.

"This son, you will know that you are a talented cultivator at first sight, how about it? Would you like to look at this high-grade ice black iron, which is definitely the best material for forging **** weapon!"

"Hell, a piece of ice black iron dare to show it off? This son, you look at my psychic grass, there is absolutely 500 years of fire!"

"Authentic Five Elements Charm, you see, son, it is absolutely necessary for home travel emergency! Three pieces of spirit stone, buy ten pieces, I will give you two more!"

"Brother, brother, take a step ... I have a bottle of top-grade female pill, I only need one, to cover you ..."

As Wu Hui wandered all the way, more and more shops and hawkers began to notice him.

Although these shop vendors can't see Wu Hui's cultivation behavior, he is low-key and restrained, with an extraordinary temperament. His white clothes and paper fans are all fine instruments. At first glance, he is a younger brother of a big family.

For those who do n’t open for one year, have been open for three years, and meet an outsourcing cultivator, they ca n’t wait to call the other ’s father ’s peddler. These younger brothers who come out to play are definitely rich gold masters.

These younger brothers are not only rich in money, but also generally shallow in knowledge. As long as they can get a good deal, let alone three years, it will be profitable in the next ten years.

No, the singers who were playing the piano on the green floor, after hearing the news, also stepped out of the window and eagerly called out: "Son, come up, the slave family plays a song for you."

"Son, come and sit here, the little girl will not accept your spirit stone."

"Son, good concubine, but our No. 1 in Yunyang City ..."

Begging more and more, and becoming more and more explicit, even with the little third son who was beside Wu Hui, they were all blushing and helpless.

A brother from a family of all people, is definitely a sought-after in Yunyang City. You know that most of these merchants are ordinary people, or low-level cultivators.

They are basically on the road of cultivation of immortals. They basically have no hope. Compared with other immortals, their life is only a hundred years, and a little longer is only two hundred years.

As a result, when you meet a son like Wu Hui, as long as you can make a good fortune, you can at least make yourself more comfortable in the future. And those singers wanted to get close to Wu Hui without money, so naturally they wanted to take Wu Hui to the sky, even if Wu Hui was taken back and spoiled for a few days, it would be better to stay in the blue house for a lifetime.

"Lively is lively, just a bit noisy."

Those items sold on the street can't naturally enter Wu Hui's eyes. Regardless of whether it is a magic symbol or elixir, the spiritual power contained in it is pitiful. And those spiritual plants, spirits and minerals, don't give money to Wu Hui, Wu Huiti is all in his hands. As for those singers, can they be comparable to his maid and concubine in the kingdom of God?

No way, who made Wu Hui a **** with a star lake? The things sold in Yunyang City, Yanzhou, of course, did not meet the standards required by Wu Hui.

So Wu Hui deliberately froze, revealing the mighty strength of a Yuanying class slightly, the merchants around him suddenly fell into the ice cellar, and all of them were scared and knelt down to their heads, and then all retreated honestly to the side, Not even an extra sound dare to make it.

In the world of cultivating immortals, powerful immortal cultivators can definitely be regarded as an absolute authority, and they can even control life and death for lower-level creatures.

Take the small place of Yanzhou, for example. Here, a Jindan immortal repairer will be respected as the ancestor in the folk, then the immortal repairer of the Yuan infant period is almost equivalent to the level of monsters, no one, Dare to provoke an old baby old monster.

The whole world will be cleaned at once.

Without the disturbing of these vendors, Wu Hui was more comfortable walking around.

It was at this time that a ragged little boy turned over half a piece of bread that had been discarded by the trash can on the corner.

The little boy was overjoyed and picked up and ran into the alley behind him. But his shoes with exposed toes were so broken that he stumbled to the ground in a few steps.

Seemed to be very happy for him to pick up the cake. He didn't even hurt his broken knees. After climbing from the ground, he still rejoiced and ran to the alley.

"Little Third Son, who is that child?"

Wu Hui summoned Xiaogu and pointed to the alley where the little boy disappeared.

"Oh, just a little beggar. The boy was so courageous that he wasn't afraid of being caught." Little Sanzi followed Wu Hui and explained with disapproval, "We are not allowed to enter beggars in Yunyang City, if these bugs angered some An adult, that ’s the crime of Tianda. So once these migrants are found entering the city, the city ’s defense force will punish them severely. ”

Wu Hui nodded thoughtfully, then raised the paper fan in his hand: "Take me to see."

"Ah? Master Wang Dong, what kind of place are you going to?" Xiao Sanzi's young face was full of color, "That kind of place is dirty and smelly, but not suitable for your identity ..."

"Huh?" Wu Hui frowned, and the little servant immediately frightened again and again. "Master Wang Dong walks here, the little one will take you to stroll around."

What Wu Hui did not expect was that the alley that the little boy had just walked through to a crack between a city wall and a mountain, from where it could go straight outside the city.

In fact, there are several trails leading to the city like this. There are several inside Yunyang City. The migrants outside the city are not unable to enter the city. As long as there are people in the city hiring or leading transactions, they can enter the city. But if there is no proper reason to sneak into the city without permission, it will be regarded as a scourge that affects the city's appearance, and it will be immediately cleared and expelled by the city's defense force.

Reached the outside of the city through the path, Wu Hui discovered the majestic and magnificent Yunyang City, and there was still such a messy side.

Is just where the city wall is connected to the mountain. There are simple shacks everywhere, and the ground sewage flows and is dirty and muddy. The refugees living in the shack, men, women and children, but all of them are yellow-skinned and numb.

It seemed that because of the expensive clothes, Wu Hui, who had extraordinary temperament, suddenly visited. The thin and depressed eyes of the refugees were full of fear. After a short period of consternation, they spontaneously knelt down on both sides and gave way to a passage.

These migrants live at the lowest level of society, and any immortal practitioners can trample them to death without any burden of punishment.

"These untouchables have lived around the city of Yunyang for generations. They cultivate and pick here, and occasionally go hunting in the mountains. Any harvest will be sold at the gate."

Xiao Sanzi squeezed his nose with his hand, looked around with disgust, and then persuaded with a good voice, "Master Wang Dong, you have seen it, let's go back? It's too dirty here, don't dirty you Shoes. "

Wu Hui did not speak, and here reminded him unconsciously of the slums he had seen.

It may be unpredictable, the surface is fresh and refined, and the immortal world beyond the real world is actually a mess.

In fact, behind any bright and beautiful civilization, there are these dirty places. It is precisely these dirty parts that hold up the entire huge civilized system.

"Come with me."

Wu Hui walked inside, and Xiao Sanzi had no choice but to follow him with his face full of helplessness. He continued to fan his nose with his hand all along the way, as if as long as he relaxed, he would smell like the smell around him.

It didn't take long for the little boy to appear in Wu Hui's sight just now.

In front of a half-collapsed shack, the little boy limped and handed half a piece of noodles to a woman with a dying hair and a weakened face.

The woman tremblingly took the noodle cake, swallowed it, and was about to bite, but found a white, high-spirited Wu Hui, who had come to them.

In a short time, the little boy and the woman were all in place, and their eyes were full of panic.

Half a noise, the little boy stood stunned, trembling: "Mother, mother, me, I didn't steal, I ..."

"Snapped!"

The boy said nothing, and the woman slapped her hand and slapped it.

"People and sons, my child is young and ignorant. Please forgive him. Please beg him." Kowtow apologized.

The little boy was full of tears and knelt down on the ground helplessly, but he always held back the tears without saying a word.

In this world, immortal practitioners dominate everything, but if there is a trace of disrespect, they often attract consequences that these refugees cannot bear.

Even children understand this.

"Your child did not steal, I can prove it."

Wu Hui slowed his tone and replied gently. Then he looked at the stubborn but sensible little boy. "Your mother seems to be very ill. Do you want to save her?"

The little boy nodded heavily.

"That's good." Wu Hui took out a small bright idol from the storage equipment and handed it to the little boy. "As long as you sincerely beg for this idol, the **** will definitely respond."

"Really, really?" The little boy found that Wu Hui didn't seem to be malicious, so he carefully questioned the doubt, "This, this fairy is ..."

"Not a fairy, but a god, a **** who represents the light of the world."

Finally, under the direction of Wu Hui, the little boy knelt down on the ground and immediately prayed to the **** of light.

Sure enough, as the little boy prayed, the little statue of light gleamed with golden light.

Under this thin golden light, the little boy's mother began to recover at a rate visible to the naked eye.

After a while, this previously debilitated woman not only regained her strength, her dry skin and yellow hair returned to a healthy color. The whole person seemed to be suddenly younger by seven or eight years.

This time, not only the little boy and his mother, but also all the onlookers around, were stunned.

"Yes, fulfilled?"

"Prayer is true, really fulfilled!"

"My God! Is there such a thing in this world?"

"The light, the **** of light, will really shelter us refugees!"

For a time, all the refugees in this area were boiling. Even the third son who didn't take it seriously was surprised.

On the whole scene, only Wu Hui laughed and didn't say anything. Just kidding. He, the bright god, was standing beside him. Can such a small prayer be unacceptable?

"Thank you for the great **** of light! Thank you son!"

"Thank you, thank you God of Light, thank you for curing my mother!"

The woman who had returned to her old age immediately took her child to thank Wu Hui, and even took the many refugees around him, followed the lessons of the woman and child, and prayed on their knees.

For these refugees who have been living at the bottom of the society for a long time, any trace of hope and benefit will do their best to seize it.

"These are the merits of the light god, as long as you sincerely believe, you will be blessed by the gods!" Wu Hui glanced around and took the opportunity to preach loudly.

Sure enough, one channel after another started to be connected with the idol, and finally the idol was connected with Wu Hui himself.

Almost in just a blink of an eye, the "eyes" scattered one after another in the slums began to be lit by Wu Hui.

These "eyes" are naturally his Wu Hui believers, as long as there are other believers where he is, he is covered by Wu Hui Shenhui!

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"As long as you sincerely believe in the God of Light, you will get a response and blessing, but you must remember that this must not be known to any immortal practitioners, otherwise you will cause death!"

Like a prophet, Wu Hui warned loudly to the surroundings, especially the last sentence of murder, which fell into the hearts of every refugee. It was heavy and heavy.

Even the little brother Xiaosan who experienced the whole thing, his heart tightened, and his forehead overflowed with a layer of cold sweat.

But the consequences are indeed very serious, but this is the only chance for these refugees to be blessed, so even if there is a life-threatening danger, these refugees will still take the risk.

"Wang, Master Wang Dong, me, I am a fairy cultivator, and I have seen miracles. You, you said to me, will I have ..." Xiao Sanzi Khan came out, but he was the one who saw the miracle If there is a scourge of murder, would n’t he want to die if he was not careful?

"If you don't play tricks, how could there be a scourge of killing yourself?" Wu Hui glanced at him and followed the path of temptation, "but you can also pray to the gods, as long as your heart is pious enough, the future is absolutely unlimited."

"Really, really? Wang, Master Wang Dong, me, I am a fairy cultivator, can I also believe in gods?"

"of course can."

"Master Wang Dong, me, I mean ... Hey, Master Wang Dong, you are waiting for me!"

As Wu Hui and Xiao Liu left the slums where the refugees lived, the seeds of faith were finally spread out in a world ruled by immortal repairers in Dayanzhou.

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