Chapter 1191: A Mob

"Whether the experience in the cultivation world was a hallucination you produced or you were truly taken to the cultivation world, anyway, our lifespans are very long, and we will definitely have the time and opportunity to verify all of this in this lifetime. So let's not discuss truth or falsehood for now!"

Zhang Daohe nodded upon hearing this. A slight weight was lifted from his heart.

Don't look at how he was swearing; in fact, he was worried.

He had obviously encountered many blows before, and Chen Guanlou's statement was already very implicit and peaceful compared to others. At least he didn't laugh at him or try to persuade him with lectures.

He didn't mind sharing his experiences.

The path of cultivation is long and difficult; it can never be completed by one person's strength. Pulling in more old fellows with strength, and everyone gathering together, perhaps they would find a new opportunity.

Alas, old fellows are old fellows; one by one, they are stubborn!

Others played tricks with him; obviously they believed and were moved, but they refused to admit it with their mouths. He didn't mind! He would just watch with his eyes open how these old fellows tossed and turned in private.

If they could toss out some results, he would just happen to take the peach.

Chen Guanlou asked him another question. "You haven't thought about returning to the Western Regions? Anyway, you've witnessed the miracle, and according to your deduction, there is obviously a channel leading to the cultivation world there."

Sigh!

Speaking of this, Zhang Daohe sighed.

"I want to go back too! But I can't find the way. It's not nonsense, but after leaving the ancient tomb, everything disappeared. To be precise, the surrounding environment all changed. I spent months in the mountains and never managed to find the vanished ancient tomb."

Because he had tried and failed, he had the idea of searching for a channel to the cultivation world within the Great Gan territory.

The Western Regions were backward and poor; the number and cycle of immortals descending to the world couldn't compare to the Great Yu Dynasty back then.

Just from the lines of the books, one could glimpse the prosperity of the Great Yu Dynasty in the past. Immortals also had seven emotions and six desires, and they certainly liked places with many people, liveliness, and abundant resources, rather than barren mountains.

Immortals frequently came to the Great Yu Dynasty, so there must be many cultivation channels on this land, and perhaps some opportunities were hidden. Rather than tossing and turning in the Western Regions thousands of miles away, it was better to return to the Great Gan to toss and turn.

In the Great Gan, he had people, he had money. The world was so big, he could go anywhere.

He had enough patience and time.

If five years didn't work, then ten years.

If ten years didn't work, then twenty years.

He didn't believe he couldn't find a channel.

Chen Guanlou saw through his thoughts and chuckled, saying with a bit of schadenfreude: "Don't forget, you're already on the Embroidered Uniform Guard's blacklist. The capital hasn't been peaceful recently; there was a fire a while ago, and many people died. I heard it was done by cult bandits. Sect Master Zhang, you came to the capital alone; this is throwing yourself into the net!

The Embroidered Uniform Guard doesn't fight battles without preparation. Xiao Jincheng has connections and can invite the two Grandmasters from the palace. Two against one, and old fellows at that—you're doomed to lose. Under these circumstances, you still want to toss and turn in the Great Gan, searching for cultivation channels. You should first think about how to protect yourself!"

Zhang Daohe's face turned black. "I was just about to say this. My cult members in the capital have always been law-abiding and haven't caused trouble for the imperial court or given them trouble for the past few years.

The Embroidered Uniform Guard is shameless; unable to find the real culprit, they framed the fire on my cult and arrested and killed innocent people wantonly. I plan to break into the prison tonight; can Brother Chen help me?"

Chen Guanlou was instantly angered to laughter.

He pointed to his own nose. "Me, help you, help you break into the prison? Sect Master Zhang, is your brain flooded with water? Or did I hear wrong? I'm a person who eats public food!

I can turn a blind eye to your actions; after all, I'm not a Six Shanmen runner and am not responsible for investigating cases and arresting people. But I am, after all, a Heavenly Jiang Jiang Yucheng, and you're asking me to break into the prison. Absurd! How unreasonable! Are you crazy or am I crazy?"

Zhang Daohe was slightly disdainful. "What's a mere Heavenly Jiang Jiang Yucheng? We are martial artists, rare strong people in the world. We pursue the Martial Path realm so hard just to be able to do whatever we want and seek freedom and happiness. If we can achieve longevity, then we have no regrets.

You, a dignified martial artist, are shrinking and cautious all day long; what kind of style is that? It's simply shameful. That broken Warden position, just don't do it; it's better to follow me and roam the world. As long as you nod, you'll be the second-in-command of my cult, one person above ten thousand. How about it?"

Chen Guanlou rolled his eyes immediately, expressing his attitude.

Second-in-command, my foot; who would care for that!

"You're the one who's shameful, being chased by the Embroidered Uniform Guard and hiding all over the world; what are you showing off for? No need to beg; I've basically achieved freedom and happiness now. Although I haven't achieved doing whatever I want, my own requirements are low, and my desires aren't as many as yours. I'm very satisfied with my current life; don't be self-righteous and use your shallow knowledge to speculate about me. As the saying goes, one man's meat is another man's poison."

He retorted without standing on ceremony.

Truly unreasonable!

Actually daring to despise him!

A stray dog, a wanted criminal hiding east and west—what is there to be proud of.

Zhang Daohe wasn't angry either, but clicked his tongue twice. "Brother Chen, you, you really think the capital is the center of the world and look down on others. You haven't been to the world; you don't know how wonderful the world is."

Chen Guanlou scoffed upon hearing this. "A bunch of poor wretches, spending their days with their heads tied to their waistbands, doing things like stealing chickens and dogs, robbing houses, and calling it robbing the rich to help the poor. Helping their own poverty.

Others call them heroes, and they really think they are heroes. In fact, they are nothing! Or they are second-generation martial artists, second-generation sect members, taking the world as a trial ground, fighting for a reputation, plus a bunch of people licking their feet, confusing black and white, and reversing right and wrong.

Such a broken world—dare I ask, what is worth seeing? I'm in the Heavenly Prison; isn't it more wonderful than your world?

In my territory, there are heroes, villains, greenwood heroes, officialdom oil-slickers, corrupt officials, princes... all kinds of people, everything is complete. It's a hundred times more wonderful than your world.

If I want to watch the excitement and gain knowledge, why go far? Following you, heh, I would have to be crazy to agree. Three meals a day, or full meals—my brain is very clear, and I know how to choose."

He outputted a whole lot, and Zhang Daohe's face changed repeatedly, worried to the point that his eyebrows were wrinkled.

"In Brother Chen's mind, do you really look down on my cult members like this?"

Chen Guanlou chuckled coldly; he didn't just look down on them, he didn't even look at them straight.

"There is a saying called a mob. A few limited elites can't lead a mob. And your cult's doctrines, platforms, and goals are all traditional, low-level, and are repeating failed bloody paths!

You never summarize in the general direction, never reflect, and never improve. Repeating the old path again and again, dying, fooling and recruiting new people, cheating money, training backbone, recruiting new people, cheating money, training backbone... finally fighting a battle, everyone dies, and then repeating the previous steps! Brother Zhang, do you think I would look up to such an organization?" ===== CHAPTER 1192 =====

"You never summarize the big picture, never reflect, and never improve. You repeat the same old path over and over again—people die, you hoodwink new recruits, swindle money, train core members, recruit again, swindle money, train core members... Finally, you fight a battle, everyone dies, and you continue repeating the previous steps! Brother Zhang, do you think I would look favorably upon such an organization?"