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On the seventh day after the rules were established, the wind direction around Azure Cloud City completely changed.
Under the rule of the Great Xia Immortal Dynasty, Kyushu is vast, but the vast majority of people living in this land are ordinary people without Spirit Root.
In the eyes of Xianzong Aristocratic Clan, mortals are nothing more than fertilizer in Spirit Field and consumables for mining veins. They work hard all their lives and end up rotting in the soil like weeds.
Nowadays, the news of "Azure Cloud City No Immortal" and "Mortals established Martial Sect to break the power of the Immortal Gate", like a prairie fire, swept through all the ancient villas and towns within a radius of 800 miles in just ten days.
In the early morning of the tenth day, outside the north gate of Azure Cloud City, dust was flying all over the sky.
On the official road, a long queue of ragged people, several miles long, appeared.
Those are thousands of mortal miners and refugees from nearby Phoenix Cry County.
They pushed a dilapidated wheelbarrow and carried their emaciated children on their backs. They cautiously stopped on the slope a hundred feet away from the city gate. Their eyes were filled with fear of the unknown and a desire for a way out.
In their memories, a big city like Azure Cloud City was never a place that lowly people like them could get close to.
In the past, if someone without the monk master's belt broke into the city gate without permission, the Demon-Slaying Spirit Crossbow at the top of the city could tear dozens of mortals into pieces with just one strike.
However, the city gate in front of him was wide open.
On the tower that was originally carved with fairy birds and auspicious clouds, a large coarse cloth flag embroidered with black iron fists was hung.
In the open space outside the city gate, there are twenty huge pig iron pots directly belonging to the Martial Sect kitchen.
There is a blazing fire at the bottom of the pot, and the rich and tangy aroma of meat mixed with the sweetness of herbs spreads along the morning breeze.
Dozens of strong Martial Sect disciples wearing leather aprons and holding huge wooden spoons were serving bowls of steaming broth and large pieces of cooked meat into coarse porcelain bowls.
"Line up in line, with the old and the weak, women and children in front, and the young and strong in the back."
Li Meng stood beside the table holding his saber, and his voice spread like a bell in all directions. "Everyone who enters Azure Cloud City will have food rations. First drink a bowl of medicinal soup to warm up, and then register!"
An uncontrollable commotion broke out in the crowd.
An old miner with a broken arm walked forward tremblingly and picked up the heavy bowl of broth with his dry, calloused hands.
There are solid beast meat floating in the soup, and it is full of strong medicinal power.
The old man lowered his head and took a big sip. The heat flowed down his throat and into his abdomen. A long-lost sense of strength rose from the depths of his bone marrow. His chest, which had been eroded by the cold and coughing violently, miraculously calmed down.
"Plop!"
The old man's knees went weak, and he knelt heavily in the mud where the snow had melted, holding a bowl of sea and crying loudly:
"The Living Bodhisattva... really gives us mortals a way to live! God has opened his eyes!"
Thousands of refugees in the rear fell to their knees and cried loudly.
In this world monopolized by immortal cultivators, for the first time in front of this city, mortals felt the dignity of being treated as human beings.
In just one month, the number of mortals who poured into Azure Cloud City from all over the country exceeded 50,000.
Barren Mountain outside the city was quickly reclaimed into large tracts of farmland. The blacksmith shops in the city were forging heavy armored weapons day and night, and the mortal mines that had been idle were rekindled.
And Eternal Life Martial Sect's Training Ground has been expanded five times.
In the early morning, thousands of young people formed a tight square formation on the huge school field.
The number of new Martial Sect disciples quickly increased from the initial fifty to more than eight hundred.
Wearing uniform black cloth, they lowered their legs and stepped into a solid stance. Against the biting cold wind of late autumn, they repeatedly performed the most basic punches.
"Hoo! Drink! Hoo! Drink!"
Thousands of punches gathered into a low and fierce thunder, stirring up bursts of white mist in mid-air.
On the high platform, Han Yu held Eight-Thousand-Jin Black Iron Greatsword, looking down at the team below with a serious expression:
"Remember your origins!"
"The Immortal Cultivation Sect tested you Spirit Root and said that you are useless people and mud. You should be used as cows and horses for them after you are born!"
"But Eternal Life Martial Sect's Martial Dao, no matter Spirit Root, just look at the backbone! How hard your fist is, how straight your spine is, how stable you can stand in this city! If you can't punch thousands of times, just punch a hundred thousand times! If the bones are broken, use your will to pinch them again!!"
"Swear allegiance to the Martial Sect!!" Eight hundred teenagers roared in unison, their eyes were red, their fists tore the air, and a bloody Sha Qi burst into the sky.
On the top floor of Star-Picking Tower, Su Yueli was leaning against the railing, playing with a rough celadon wine flask with his fingertips.
Looking at the Pure Yang Qi and Blood that was churning like a sea wave below, a faint arc appeared at the corner of her mouth.
The essence of Spirit Vein, which was once monopolized by high-level monks, is now crushed into broth and fed to these ordinary teenagers.
The fine gold and heavy iron that were once used to build the gorgeous mountain-protecting array are now forged into heavy spell-breaking shields and immortal-killing spears.
The Great Wall of mortal flesh and blood is rising inch by inch from the ruins.
Su Yueli took a sip of cold wine, State of Mind was distant and quiet.
Ten thousand years of Eternal Life were endless, but at this moment, looking at this black iron fortress torn out of the hinterland of the Immortal Dynasty, she confirmed that her footprints had carved an indelible mark on this cruel world.