"Senior? What should I say, right?"

Li Chongkai took back his spiritual consciousness, and just now, he used the [Breath-retaining] talent to cover the two of them, which was considered to have avoided the detection.

"Do you hate the so-called 'senius'?"

Li Chongkai has experienced many lives, and Ling Jiuling's subtle emotional changes are easily captured by him.

Li Chongkai could feel that Ling Jiuling did not hate him, but hated him, a group called the old monster.

This complex emotion has respect, admiration, fear, and is very complex.

"No, it's not annoying, it's just a bit unspeakable." Ling Jiuling hurriedly shook her head and denied.

She hesitated for a moment, and thought that Li Chongkai had helped him just now, and felt that Li Chongkai seemed to be a little different from others, so she simply told the truth.

"Senior, the times have changed. This is not the era of human beings. It would be better to say that this is no longer the era of human beings you fantasy."

People around them shouted wildly, and their tentacles were flying in the air.

The noise lingers around the two, but they are extremely quiet at this moment.

After practicing, people can live for a long time.

So countless people are still stuck in their past thoughts.

Among the remaining old people, some people see the world as soon as they are born, so they do not have lofty ideals. They just have to follow other old people because they have been oppressed.

The old monsters who had lived for a long time did not notice this. They thought that everyone was holding the ideals for all mankind just like them.

"You mean that we are actually out of touch with you, right?" Li Chongkai thought of Ruyuan and said sadly.

Ling Jiuling bit her lip, she didn't want to be so harsh on these idealists.

But that's true.

Five hundred years is just the lifespan of a person who practices. But if it is less, it is also five generations of ordinary people. If it is more, it is unknown how many generations it will be.

These old monsters who are for humanity have sent away batches of old people based on their life span.

If the old people want to continue to be humans, they will naturally not practice.

So now, those who are alive are basically old monsters in the tribulation period and ordinary people who have never practiced. This group is very extreme.

In fact, what Ling Jiuling said was already very subtle.

A powerful person like Ruyuan who survives tribulation is actually more difficult than Li Chongkai imagined to live in a human camp.

The image of the practitioner has always been not very good in the eyes of the old people today.

There are countless people who turn against each other after practicing, let alone reaching a high level of cultivation, even if they do not betray them, they will face distortion at any time.

This naturally led to the embarrassing status of monks like Ruyuan in the minds of ordinary people.

Different appearances, different strengths, and different experiences. How to identify with each other?

The longest distance between them is a five hundred years of estrangement.

"Didn't there be any intermediate power in the past few years? What is the kind of Jindan stage?" Li Chongkai asked strangely.

Ling Jiuling's face looked a little bitter: "This is what I said is disconnection. Most of the old people who are willing to practice in this era have not experienced the era of human strength, and they do not have a strong sense of belonging to the old people."

"After being able to practice, who is willing to admit that he was an old citizen with impure blood? They are eager to erase their past as an old citizen."

Ling Jiuling touched the disguise mask made on her face.

With her excellent disguise skills, she has been doing well in Tongzhou Prefecture during this period. At least her income alone can save a lot of burden on the old civil organizations.

"Senior, we juniors have found a way to survive. Actually... this is good, right?" Ling Jiuling mustered up the courage to say to Li Chongkai.

Ling Jiuling and the others no longer want to continue working hard with these old monsters.

The old monsters and other leaders have power and are not afraid of distortions, but they are different from ordinary people. Every time they resist, they are ordinary people.

"There are just the mud under the waves that are broken by endless surging."

"Senior, let's not fight any more, okay?" Ling Jiuling said begging.

No wonder...

Li Chongkai sighed, no wonder Ruyuan has always focused on Yongzheng Island.

Only in that isolated place where people cannot see the outside world will arouse a trace of fighting spirit.

If this continues, the human leadership will be separated from ordinary people.

No wonder Ruyuan is so looking forward to finding ways to make ordinary people have strength without side effects.

"If you want to fight, you still have to fight." Li Chongkai said slowly.

Ling Jiuling immediately didn't know what to say, she felt that she had already said it very clearly.

The only remaining old people have become accustomed to their current life and have long since no longer want to cause any storms.

We have accepted that we are discriminated against and can live a stable life now. Is there anything wrong with this?

"This is how the world you were born, so you never opened your eyes. You know what the original world was like. But we are different. We know what the world was like."

"Since our eyes are open, it will be harder to close."

Li Chongkai said lightly.

The wind gradually blew up, drowning the noise of everyone.

It was the wind blowing by Li Chongkai.

This was what Ruyuan taught him before blocking the sea of ​​desire snakes.

The great way that can be practiced by the old people is nothing more than the sword way, the wind way, which is not the five elements, not the time and space. Without the inheritance of the great way of wind, humans will only be more difficult to move forward.

Therefore, this must be passed down by someone.

In the breeze of her sleeves, Li Chongkai stepped onto the ring.

"Are you crazy?"

Ling Jiuling looked at Li Chongkai in disbelief. How could he dare to be so eye-catching!

Ling Jiuling hurriedly ran to the under the ring and quietly reminded Li Chongkai: "What can you fight for if you go up like this? What can you do if you win?"

"That only means that you are strong alone, and you still can't change the status quo! Come down quickly!"

Li Chongkai took a deep breath.

He knew what he was going to do, and he wanted to enter the sect and get that martial art!

He knew what he wanted to earn, and fighting for strength and courage!

Li Chongkai looked at Ling Jiuling:

"You said we are mud under the waves, right?"

Ling Jiuling was stunned.

Li Chongkai felt the breeze, as if he had seen Ruyuan’s struggle over the years, “No, human beings have never been mud.”

I will get the martial arts!

Then teach you strength, and then strength will give birth to ambition. When ambition conflicts with reality, human beings will have the courage to resist.

"Wait, I will tell you what I'm fighting for!"
Chapter completed!