Floating Immortal Order

The three golden suns in the sky remain unchanged forever. The blazing sunshine shines down, but many mortals seem to be unaware of it. They are still working hard in the spiritual field of golden feathers, treasures and flowers. Although they are sweating profusely, they are still full of energy. , with no intention of stopping for a moment’s rest.

Old Man Gao carried a small bucket of spiritual spring from the Luo River with his rough hands. He squatted down with his rickety body and poured it on a golden feather flower drop by drop, watching the buds bloom. Old Man Gao subconsciously grinned at the golden flower bones that were waiting to be released, but he didn't even notice that the sweat left behind had completely penetrated the hem of his clothes.

The dark shadow blocked the sunlight in front of him, and Old Man Gao suddenly felt a lot cooler. He put the keg down, wiped his sweat, and raised his head blankly.

In front of him was a handsome and noble young man with a cold expression, wearing a golden and white robe, looking down at him with lowered eyes.

There were more than ten men and women following him respectfully, all of them were dressed in luxurious clothes and had an imposing aura. The material of the clothes could not be seen at all. Old Man Gao thought that for a moment he was attracted by the aura of these people. Speechless.

"Are all these nearby spiritual fields yours?" Xu Disheng gently waved his sleeves to eliminate the aura unintentionally emanating from Zhang Haobo, Yuan Qi and others, and asked.

Old Man Gao felt a lot more relaxed in an instant. He straightened up, waved his sleeves again to wipe away his sweat, and said anxiously: "Is this Sir from Anxi Prefecture? The spiritual field with a radius of one mile here does belong to me, Old Man Gao. But I have never violated any state regulations and laws, please be careful!"

Obviously, in the eyes of Old Man Gao, only a warrior from the state capital can wear such luxurious clothes and have such a powerful and intimidating aura.

Xu Disheng's eyes were still lowered, looking at the golden feather flower that had been watered by Old Man Gao just now, and said: "How much harvest can you get from this spiritual field in a year?"

"Sir, I have been cultivating this golden feather flower for more than 20 years, and I am notoriously meticulous in my work in this town. I can harvest more than 200 flowers a year!" It seemed to be mentioned. What he was good at was that Old Man Gao even raised his head slightly, with pride in his tone.

With a slight nod, Xu Disheng did not ask any more questions, but directly turned around and left the spiritual field.

"Holy Son of the Sovereign Soul, this Anxi Prefecture... Jane

What a treason! "Not far after walking out, Yuan Qi hurried forward and said angrily.

"How to rebel against the evil law?" Xu Disheng did not stop, but still walked in the vast spiritual field.

Yuan Qi looked at the place where Anxi Prefecture was located in the distance, gritted his teeth and said: "First of all, this old man only has one mile of spiritual field, but he can harvest more than 200 golden feather treasure flowers a year. Anxi Prefecture is so vast. , accumulated over ten years, how can it be possible that 80% of the spiritual tax is only more than 4,000 flowers!?"

Xu Disheng also looked in the direction of Anxi Prefecture in the distance and said, "What about the second one?"

"Second, it is a crime of treason!" As soon as Yuan Qi said this, Zhang Haobo, Chu Luo, Ming Ruoyun and others behind Xu Disheng looked at him, as if they had not figured out the details yet.

Only He Ziming figured something out, and there was a slight change in his eyes when he looked at Yuan Qi.

Yuan Qi turned around, looked around with a somewhat proud expression, and said, "This old man Gao doesn't know the existence of Shang Zong at all! He even... even stated that this spiritual field belongs to him!"

Quan Hongyu, He Qiwen and others behind him suddenly realized, and their expressions showed confusion and resentment. This matter was extremely rebellious!

All state capitals and all spiritual fields, no matter how small and low-value they are, can only belong to the Shangqing Holy Sect!

In the eyes of these disciples, the mortals in these state capitals are just tools for planting these low-level spiritual grasses and spiritual fruits. At this time, they dare to take the spiritual fields as their own, and they say so with certainty, which is extremely bold!

In other state capitals, although those mortals and even warriors knew about the existence of the Shangqing Holy Sect, they only referred to it as "Shangzong".

The mortals in Anxi Prefecture are completely unaware of the existence of the "Shang Zong", and even regard the spiritual fields of these golden feathers and precious flowers as private property. What the Anxi Prefecture has done is shocking.

Ming Ruoyun was extremely smart and figured out the link at this moment, but he stepped forward and said: "Holy Son of Zhenhun, since the two envoys guarding here have ordered Anxi Prefecture to deceive mortals for more than a hundred years, they must be among them. In other words, we should go to Anxi Prefecture first and then make a conclusion."

Obviously, Old Man Gao is not the only one who thinks so. Under the influence of more than a hundred years of hearing and seeing, all the mortals in Anxi Prefecture have forgotten the existence of "Shangzong", and even

As for taking these spiritual fields as their own, the influence of Anxi Prefecture is definitely indispensable.

Even the governor of Anxi Prefecture is just a puppet. The appointment and dismissal of the governor are entirely decided by the envoy who guards here, and he does not have much power at all.

Xu Disheng walked along the vast spiritual field, and gradually entered the nearby towns. Almost every common person he saw along the way had a ruddy face and a smile; every household was well-fed, well-fed, and Hemei Ankang is as different as clouds and mud from the tragic situation in most other state capitals where civilians are starving to death everywhere.

In the past half day, I have gradually learned that the Anxi Prefecture does not charge spiritual taxes on the spiritual fields of these golden feather treasure flowers at all, but purchases them at a high price!

The items used are gold and silver, and if the quantity is large, spiritual stones will even be used to settle the matter!

Seeing this scene, whether it was Yuan Qi Quan Hongyu, Chu Luomachen or others, their eyes were about to burst, and their hearts were filled with anger.

As members of the Shangqing Holy Sect, no matter what their character is, they are the most solid community of interests with the Shangqing Holy Sect. The interests of the sect cannot be tolerated by anyone in the slightest!

It's like the owner of a pasture randomly grazing a few lambs in the corner of the pasture and using a dog to graze them. There is rich grass in this corner. Once a crop is eaten, another crop can be regenerated, enough to kill the lambs. They are fat and white, and when the ranch owner remembers them, he will come here and take the lambs away.

But one day, the rancher discovered that the dog not only failed to help the lambs eat grass, but also killed all the lambs. The pasture, with the help of the dog, in turn ate the lambs!

The grass multiplied crazily, becoming more lush and plump. It was completely different from the grass in other parts of the pasture, which was being slaughtered one after another.

When the owner of the pasture remembered the lamb in the corner, the dog took a few remaining sheep bones and brought them over, completely thinking that the owner of the pasture was a fool!

At this time, Xu Disheng and others were like ranchers, the common people were like grass, those spiritual fruits and elixirs were like sheep, and Goulezhan and Qin Huamao, who were in the Daoji Peak realm, were like dogs carrying their master!

Everyone was angry, but they couldn't figure out why these two people did what they did. Only Ming Ruoyun had a strange look on his face. Looking at these ordinary people who were living and working in peace and contentment, there was a hint of recognition and approval deep in his eyes.