Reincarnation Master

　　 "Junzi Shan, Yu Kongzi, don't give it away..."

　　 early morning.

　　 Fangxian, alone, walked out of the mountain that had been staying for a long time, and waved his hand behind him.

　　 These two Taoist names are the last gifts he took for the two beasts.

　　 There, a tiger and an eagle are silently gazing at his back, seeming to see him off, pressing their heads on the ground in a very anthropomorphic manner, as if bowing to something.

　　 They watched Fang Xian's back disappear, and for a long time, they each uttered a long and clear cry, and went in different directions.

　　Fangxian's foot is blowing wind, waiting for you to climb the mountains and ridges.

　　‘I’m going down the mountain this time for the purpose of pursuing the practice of karma...however, the body of the white ape is so inconvenient, do I have to take it again? ’

　　 He frowned.

　　 There are many entanglements in this, not to mention, the display of the magical powers also requires a lot of mana.

　　 Now Fang Xian is really reluctant.

　　'What happened to the white ape? I want to use this white ape to travel the world. ’

　　 Actually, Fang Xian had already considered this issue.

　　 The white ape is similar to the human body, as long as you wear clothes, hats, gloves... there is no big difference.

　　 This is why he chose the white ape body in the first place.

　　‘There is also the extraordinary system of this world, whether you have it or not, you have to explore it...’

　　‘It’s just that, it’s still a bit troublesome...The second change of the Nine Changes in My Gang, is to use the power of catastrophe to transform thousands...It can be called "Invisible Phantom"! ’

　　 Fang Xian valued this magic technique of the'Nine Changes of Gang Sha'.

　　 After all, the Mysterious View of Daluo Cave has no direct lethality. This alchemy is the guarantee for the alchemist to settle down in the future!

　　 But even though he had thoughts, Fang Xian felt that it would be more difficult to cultivate this'invisible phantom' change.

　　 This is mainly because the robbery is insufficient.

　　 The power of catastrophe is to the alchemist, just like the aura is to the monk, and the water is to the fish.

　　 The first change of the nine evil changes-flesh and blood, after all, there is still a bit of martial arts, plus the silent power of absorbing the thin void in the sky, it can barely be cultivated.

　　 This second change is insufficient.

　　‘The alchemist pursues the power of calamity to practice, chasing disasters... But this world seems to be a peaceful and prosperous age, should I create disasters by myself? ’

　　 Fangxian curled his lips.

'Actually, if you practice flesh-and-blood to a very high level, you can become real people or beasts at will, but unfortunately... this is just my perfect ideal... It is not easy to be able to refining and talking. Up...'

　　 This principle is very simple, martial arts practiced to a very high level, can manipulate any veins and tiny pores of the human body, but it is only ‘fine-tuned’. Once the boundary is crossed, the person will die. It is still the kind of flesh and blood collapse, which is horrible.

　　 The technique of flesh-and-blood transformation may be cultivated to the point where it can become any kind of flesh-and-blood creature at will in the future, and it is exactly the same, but Fang Xian at that time must have raised his alchemist rank to a very high level.

　　 No matter how good the magical powers are, they also need the support of their own realm.

　　 is like the ‘Daluo Cave Mystery View’, at this time Fang Xian can only vaguely sense his own blessings and disasters.

　　 And once the alchemist has cultivated to a higher level, it is possible to know all the mysteries of this world in a single thought. The past and the future are like looking back at the palm.

　　……

　　 Wang Shun was in ragged clothes. He climbed over a hill and finally saw his village.

　　 Recalling the experience of this time, it is almost like a dream.

　　‘In this world...are there really monsters? ’

　　 In his heart, a thought lingered.

　　 Maybe he didn't believe it before, but when he saw the white ape with his own eyes and heard the white ape speak, he couldn't help but not believe it.

　　‘Er Gouzi, they don’t know how surprised they were when they heard about Lao Tzu...’

　　 Just as he was thinking about it, he suddenly saw the door of the cottage open wide. Several tax collectors and helpers dressed in official yamen's public uniforms looked at the village with a smile, and couldn't help but feel cold: "Oh... something happened!"

　　 hurriedly took three steps and made two steps. When he entered the village, he immediately saw the village owner and the old people in the village. A group of people, men, women, old and young, were gathered next to him, confronting a tax collector leader.

　　 "Master... please be more generous, our stockade is really poor..."

　　 The elders of the tribe have a thin stature, frowning, and sorrowful.

　　The tax collector's head is greasy, fat-headed and big-eared, and his name is Kong Cao. At this time, he smiled: "Didn't we have already said, have you allowed some time? What about Xiang Rui?"

　　 "Our Hunter team entered the mountain early, but we had bad luck and met the tiger..." The clan old man was bitter.

　　 Not only that, but also lost the hunter captain and several players, which is really a fleeting disadvantage.

　　 "I don't care, if you don't have auspiciousness, you have to pay taxes!"

　　 Kong Cao touched his chin and looked around: "If you don't have money or rice, then use people. Now the world is peaceful, a girl can sell five taels of silver..."

　　 Wang Shun couldn't bear it anymore when he heard this, and rushed out: "You are forcing us to break the house, are you afraid that the officials will force the people to rebel?"

　　 "It's Wang Shun!"

　　 "Brother Wang is back."

　　 "It's great that you are not dead, oooo..."

　　 The young people in the cottage seemed to have found the backbone.

　　 "The officials force the people to rebel? Ha ha... Are you the people? What kind of good people are not naturalized? In addition, I will give you ten courage to rebel, see if you dare!"

　　 Kong Cao sneered and took a step forward.

　　 "A Shun, no!"

　　 Wang Shun was so angry that he wanted to move forward, but he was hugged by the clan elder.

　　 In times of trouble, let alone a small official, even if you kill a liu official, the mountain people don’t take it seriously.

　　 But now the Great Zhou has been dominating the world for 60 years. It is when the national power is at its strongest, this nerve is most sensitive.

　　Dare to kill the officials to rebel? It must be the end of the collapse of the entire village.

　　 Actually ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ This is still the untamed wildness of the mountain people, and this sentence of resistance is the reason.

　　 When they arrived around the county, the ordinary farmers encountered Kong Cao, fearing that they would only dare to kneel on the ground and kowtow.

　　 "Hmm...forgive you for not dare to, I will give you three more days, and I will come again in three days, and then I will bring the third squad together..."

　　 Kong Cao hummed coldly, turned and left.

　　 didn't seem to be relieved until he walked out of the cottage.

　　 "Boss? Just let them go?"

　　 A helper was a little unwilling, so he came over and asked.

Snapped!

　　 Kong Cao slapped his backhand on the backhand: "Forcing the dog to jump over the wall, which one did he die? If he hurts a hair on the master, even if the village is flattened afterwards, it won’t be repaired."

　　 Seeing Wang Shun's arrival, the young people in the stockade seemed to have the backbone, and he knew that this matter would be difficult to handle today.

　　In my heart, I have a different idea:

"The court ruled with both leniency and strictness. This mountain people submit to the rule. According to the rule, the county not only has to give farms and houses, but also tax exemption for several years to show tolerance... This time, it was actually our household book office that went private to fish for oil and water... …In case of a big trouble, although I am not afraid, my face is not so good. ’

　　 The world has been under normal conditions for a long time, and the rights in the county are actually mainly controlled by the officials in three classes and six rooms. If the new county official does not have enough means, it is possible to be overhead or even to get out of it.

　　 Moreover, a kind of unspoken rule has been formed. Even if you encounter the kind of officials who really have the means, you can at most rectify them for a while, but you still have to rely on them in the end.

　　 Seeking power, grabbing Taoism

　　 Human is one treatment, beast is another treatment