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Chapter 112 Don’t worry about scarcity but inequality

Changqing seemed to be worried about something these days, and was counting on his fingertips while sitting in the recliner.

Jiao Cang looked at Chang Qing in confusion, but did not ask any questions. He thought that since Chang Qing did not look for him, it was not a life-threatening matter, so he curled up his tail and lay down to sleep obediently.

Changqing put his hand down, and a slight sound came out

"It seems to be these two days."

Changqing stood up from the recliner and walked to a vacant lot behind the house. He picked up a shovel and shoveled the soil. After a while, he dug out several wine jars.

A spiritual wind blew, and the dirt attached to the wine jar fell off, and the aroma of wine wafted out without removing the lid.

Jiaocang's sleeping brain suddenly jolted. He sniffed and quickly came to Changqing's side. He looked at the jar of wine in Changqing's arms with drooling eyes.

Chang Qing shook his head and thought to himself, "As expected of a wolf's nose, it's quite sharp."

"A guest will be coming in the next two days, so we have to save some money, okay?" Chang Qing held the jar of wine tighter, fearing that this foodie would snatch it away.

Jiaocang could no longer hold back his drooling, and it was not known whether he had listened or not, as he kept nodding his head. Changqing was not fooled and did not relax at all.

Coming to the stone table and opening the seal of the wine, the rich aroma of the wine almost reached the point where it could not be dissolved.

He poured a large bowl for Jiaocang and a small cup for himself, then poured the remaining half jar into a large jade bottle, sealed the bottle, and added two more seals to prevent the alcohol from escaping.

After dealing with all this, Changqing sat back in the recliner, picked up the wine cup, and smelled it first. A fresh herbal scent came, without any bitterness. Changqing nodded, it seemed that the wine made with the elixir was successful.

The wine was greenish-yellow in color. When it was brought to his lips and he took a sip, the aroma of the wine, with its spiritual and medicinal scent, swirled around the tip of his tongue, flowing along his throat to his limbs and bones. Chang Qing couldn't help but groan.

He repeatedly praised in his heart, "What a good wine! With this wine, those hundred-year-old spiritual medicines are not wasted."

Jiao Cang squinted his eyes and drank slowly. He enjoyed the wine very much, but the wine in the big bowl was almost gone.

Changqing was afraid that Jiaocang would snatch it from him, so he didn't savour it carefully and drank the whole cup of wine in one gulp. He ignored Jiaocang's gaze and looked towards the sky. Turbid air came, and the clouds in the sky gradually thickened and turned black and gray.

"It's going to rain heavily!" Chang Qing murmured.

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Heavy rain poured down in the mountains, accompanied by purple lightning from time to time. Chang Qing sat cross-legged in the room, looking at the rain outside the window in a daze, thinking about his childhood self hiding from lightning in bed and being full of fear of nature.

I also thought, are there any children in this world who are looking at the sky full of purple lightning and thunder, and are they as scared as I was when I was a child? Are they hiding under their quilts and praying that the heavy rain will pass quickly?

When you think about your current strength, are you afraid of such a scene?

After a long while, he couldn't help but laugh: "From different perspectives, what you think and feel are all different."

The clouds are getting darker and darker, and it looks like it will take a few days for them to stop.

Two days later, it was still raining heavily. Even during the day, it was a bit gloomy and depressing. However, there was a stream of purple light from the sky sweeping towards this place.

The light fell outside the courtyard, revealing a young man's figure. He followed the steps taught by Changqing to enter the formation and came to the courtyard.

The young man let the rain drip on his body and did not use his spiritual energy to disperse it.

There was an unremovable gloom on his face, and a hint of confusion.

Just as he was about to knock on the door, he seemed to realize that his attire was not appropriate, so he used his spiritual energy to dispel the rain, tidied his appearance, and then knocked on the door:

"Is Brother Ji here? Ling Yu is here to visit."

The person who came was Ling Yu.

Chang Qing finished his training in the room, exhaled a breath of turbid air and said: "The door is not locked, Brother Ling, please come in."

Ling Yu pushed the door open and looked at Chang Qing behind the desk, then looked at the steaming tea on the table.

I wanted to say something but I hesitated.

He just silently drank the tea on the table, and then fell silent again.

Chang Qing seemed to know what Ling Yu wanted to say but couldn't. He sighed slightly, stood up, walked to the door, picked up the raincoat hanging on the wall, wiped off the dust with his spiritual energy, and handed a set to Ling Yu.

"Let's go out for a walk!" Chang Qing put on another set of clothes, opened the door and walked out.

Ling Yu didn't know what Chang Qing was trying to do, but he followed him anyway. The two of them, wearing raincoats, walked towards the outside of the mountain of Yuling Sect.

Raindrops flowed down the brim of the hat. For several hours, neither of them spoke a word. They just listened to the sound of rain quietly without using spiritual energy to block it out.

Ling Yu didn't know where Chang Qing was going, so he just followed him quietly, out of the mountain gate, along the small path, along the main road, and finally came to a muddy road mixed with gravel.

On both sides of the road are fields full of crops. Due to the heavy rain for several days, the fields are full of crops that are leaning down.

Their shoes were already covered in yellow mud, and their trouser legs were also covered in mud spots. Ling Yu did not dispel this, but finally spoke up, revealing a bitter smile and said:

"Brother Ji, you are right. The world is just like this piece of clothing. In this clean world, it will always be tainted by the evil brought by human nature. It is impossible to break free and escape..."

Changqing seemed not to hear it. He squatted down and watched the water flow in the fields, flowing into the canal and into the lower-lying areas.

Ling Yu was still talking: "During my trip, I saw the corruption of corrupt officials, the hypocrisy of businessmen, the bullying of bullies, the ruthlessness of the rich, the estrangement between brothers, the suspicion between husband and wife..."

"After I came back, I went to the sect's library, where I saw that the evil cultivators slaughtered an entire town for their own selfish reasons. They did this just to let their weapons be tainted with a hint of evil spirit."

"I saw again that sects actually fought fiercely for a low-grade spiritual vein. They fought for a hundred years, and countless disciples died during that time, but it was still not enough to defeat a mere low-grade spiritual vein!"

"What's wrong with this world? Why is it like this? This is not the world of cultivation that I imagined!" Ling Yu became more and more excited as he spoke.

The sound became louder and louder, as if trying to pour out the resentment in his heart, but it was of no use, only the sound of raindrops responded.

After a long while, Chang Qing slowly said: "It is not the scarcity that is worrying, but the inequality."

"This is the negative impact of intelligence. The emphasis on the word "selfishness" is also the foundation of human nature. It is not surprising."

Changqing spoke calmly, as if he was talking about something insignificant.

Ling Yu heard "Hehe" and laughed, but this laugh did not show any joy. It was a kind of relief, a kind of giving up.

The last ray of light in Ling Yu's eyes disappeared, and he knelt powerlessly in the mud. His whole body was limp, and an inexplicable aura emanated from his body, as if something was beginning to escape from his body.

I was about to pretend to be serious, but after sensing this breath, cold sweat broke out on my face.

"Fuck!"

He quickly jumped up, ran to Ling Yu and shook him hard.

We have to intervene, this guy has started to "scatter the truth".

Cold sweat mixed with rain flowed down Chang Qing's temples, and he kept repeating in his heart, "This is too big."

If Uncle Shuai knew about this and almost ruined the sect's talented talents, he would be skinned alive.