Although Wuwang had asked Yun Li if he had any ideas, he held out no hope.
Yun Li was so simple that even his outward pretenses were clumsy. Faced with a situation like this, how could he possibly have a good solution?
"Let mortals resolve mortal affairs, and let us resolve cultivators' problems," Yun Li said lightly. "Those standing outside the gates have no cultivation, and those kneeling in the temple now have no cultivation either. We cannot take action, but does that mean those kneeling cannot take action either?"
Wuwang's expression shifted in surprise at this, and he finally looked Yun Li in the eye.
Looking at the common people below, Yun Li continued:
"The Buddhist Sect bestows generous blessings. Surely it isn't unreasonable to spend some natural treasures on drinks that strengthen the bodies of impoverished commoners? Nor is it unreasonable to make hoes and other iron tools and distribute them to the commoners for farming, is it? As for whether they use those hoes to till the soil or dig up something they shouldn't..."
"I think that falls beyond the control of cultivators like us, who stand apart from mortals."
Wuwang pondered in silence for a moment, then said:
"In essence, this would still be an immortal sect interfering in a secular dynasty. Heaven's clear principles stand above us; saying what we do not mean cannot negate that."
Yun Li chuckled. His tone grew somewhat strange, as though he were trying to imitate someone:
"If you do this to promote Hinayana Buddhism, then naturally it is an immortal sect interfering in secular affairs. But if your true intention now, as a Buddhist cultivator, is merely to give these desperately pleading commoners a way to survive, I don't think it would count, would it?"
"Besides, how could you