Chapter 1097: Longevity: My Farming-Style Cultivation Is Too Steady Chapter 1097 The Distinction Between Immortals and Mortals!

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Protagonist:

Xu Zhangqing

After the two left the main hall, Zhang Zaizhi took out a jade talisman from his sleeve and drew a stroke in the void.

A streak of green escape light enveloped the two of them, then flew toward the outer perimeter of the Lingti area.

The escape light was neither fast nor slow; Zhang Zaizhi kept pointing out the spirit field areas below along the way, introducing Xu Zhangqing to the grades and ownership of each spirit field.

After flying for about half a quarter-hour, the escape light began to descend.

Just then, a muffled thunderclap suddenly came from ahead.

It was not the Ren Lei of the Wind and Thunder Department, but tribulation lightning drawn by the laws of heaven and earth.

Zhang Zaizhi raised his eyes and looked: "Someone is undergoing tribulation."

The escape light shifted slightly to the side, bypassing the core area of the tribulation lightning, and stopped far away.

Xu Zhangqing looked down.

Xia Fang was an open field; at the end of the field was a small mortal town.

Above the town, a figure stood in midair, spiritual power surging around him, seemingly at the critical moment of breaking through from Golden Core Stage to Nascent Soul Stage.

There were two bolts of tribulation lightning, and they were genuine heavenly lightning.

After taking them head-on, the figure swayed but eventually steadied himself.

The next moment, heaven and earth spirit qi surged into his body like a tide.

Golden Core shattered, Nascent Soul was born.

Golden Core broken, Nascent Soul formed.

A soft spiritual light began to emanate from his whole body; within the light, a tiny figure identical to his face could faintly be seen sitting cross-legged above his head at this moment.

And this was the newly condensed Nascent Soul.

In the town below, countless mortals rushed onto the street, looking up at the figure radiating spiritual light in the sky, each one beside themselves with excitement.

"Ascended!"

"Zhang Family Third Son has ascended!"

"Kneel down quickly, this is immortal fate!"

On the street, men, women, old and young all knelt on the ground, kowtowing toward the figure in the sky.

The expressions on their faces were not envy, not fear, but pure reverence and longing.

Just then, a white light lit up on the horizon.

A young xiuxian zhe wearing a Beidou Xianfu disciple's robe walked out of the white light, holding a jade register, with a solemn countenance, looking quite extraordinary.

He soon arrived before the person who had just broken through, then unfolded the jade register, chanted something, and made an inviting gesture.

The person undergoing tribulation, namely Zhang Family Third Son, couldn't help but glance back at the town below, nodding with tears of excitement in his eyes, then flew into the white light together with the white-robed xiuxian zhe and disappeared from sight.

The mortals in the town below, seeing this scene, became even more excited.

"Immortal!"

"An immortal has come to fetch him!"

"I said Zhang Family Third Son had immortal fate, he's been different since childhood!"

"Great Dao Venerable above, please let our town have favorable weather!"

The cries rose and fell one after another until that white light completely dissipated in the sky, and only then did the people reluctantly climb up from the ground, scattering in twos and threes while discussing.

Xu Zhangqing took all of this in at a glance, his brow slightly furrowed.

Golden Core breaking through to Nascent Soul, called "ascending from the earth to heaven" by mortals?

A disciple sent by Beidou Xianmen to receive him, called an "Immortal" by mortals?

In his understanding, xiuxian zhe were xiuxian zhe, and mortals were mortals.

Although their cultivation levels were worlds apart, essentially they were just different stages on the path of cultivation.

But in the eyes of these mortals, the chasm between xiuxian zhe and Immortals seemed even greater than that between xiuxian zhe and mortals.

Therefore, Xu Zhangqing turned to ask Zhang Zaizhi: "Elder Zhang, do the mortals here regard all xiuxian zhe of Beidou Xianmen as Immortals?"

Zhang Zaizhi sighed: "Not just regarding them as Immortals; in these mortals' eyes, Qi Refining Stage is an Immortal, Foundation Establishment Stage is an Immortal, even the most ordinary Steward of the Xuntian Department is a lofty Immortal Official in their eyes."

"They know nothing about the Xianmen; they only know that anyone who can fly is an Immortal."

Xu Zhangqing fell silent for a moment: "Beidou Xianfu... hasn't explained this to them?"

Zhang Zaizhi glanced at him, his tone becoming somewhat meaningful: "Xu Disciple of the Inner Lineage, do you think this is a matter of explaining or not explaining?"

"After xiuxian zhe enter the Xianmen, their faith is no longer pure."

"Although xiuxian zhe believe in the Great Dao Venerable, what they think about in their hearts is exchanging resources, improving their cultivation, and striving for better positions."

"But this is not faith; it is a transaction."

Saying this, he suddenly stopped and extended a finger, pointing at the mortal town below that was returning to calm: "But these mortals are different; they don't know that Faith Points can be exchanged for pills, don't know the measurement rules of the Supreme Elder Department, don't know the operating mechanism of faith in Beidou Xianfu."

"They only know that the Great Dao Venerable or Immortals are protecting them in the heavens."

"So the faith of mortals is instead the purest and the toughest!"

Zhang Zaizhi said this, then added a sentence: "Most of the time, the faith of mortals is more valuable than that of xiuxian zhe, and more favored by the Great Dao Venerable."

After hearing this, Xu Zhangqing remained silent for quite a while.

He suddenly thought that the Great Dao Venerable used the power of faith to maintain the operation of Beidou Xianfu, treating faith as a resource that could be measured, allocated, and traded.

In this system, mortals were instead more "useful" than xiuxian zhe.

Because they are simple.

Because they do not understand.

Because their faith is not mixed with any scheming.

Is this truly a fair order!

Or a shrewd harvest?

Xu Zhangqing pressed down this thought and did not continue to think deeper.

After all is said and done, his current identity is a Direct Disciple of the Great Dao Venerable; such questions are not his to question.

Seeing Xu Zhangqing silent, Zhang Zaizhi once again drove his Escape Light and continued flying toward the Outer Perimeter of Bing District.

After a moment, the Escape Light landed on an open gentle slope.

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At the top of the gentle slope was an open area, with a dense bamboo grove on each of the left and right sides.

After landing, Zhang Zaizhi withdrew his Escape Light and pointed around, introducing: "Direct Disciple Xu, this place is called Qingzhu Po."

"Look at these two bamboo groves; they are wild Jingxin Bamboo, considered rare natural Lingti on Yu Heng Xing."

"The grade is not high, but they are quiet and serene."

He turned and pointed below the gentle slope: "Walk that way, cross two mountain heads and you will reach Qingshui Zhen, where mortals live."

"There are several thousand households in the town, considered a town neither big nor small."

Then he pointed to the other side: "Go up this way, and you will reach the Spirit Field range of Bing District."

"In other words, your plot of land is just sandwiched between the Immortal Sect and mortals."

"One step left is immortal, one step right is mortal."

Xu Zhangqing made an "oh" sound, his eyes flickering slightly.

Zhang Zaizhi continued: "The terrain is also good; the gentle slope faces the sun, with sufficient sunlight."

"Although the underground spirit vein is not thick, it is more than enough for daily cultivation."

"The two Jingxin Bamboo groves naturally form a spirit-gathering layout."

Xu Zhangqing looked around.

He only saw bamboo shadows swaying, and in the distance he could see cooking smoke from Qingshui Zhen.

To the left is the Immortal Sect, to the right are mortals.

He himself stands on the dividing line between the two.

This feeling is quite wonderful.

He is neither in the Immortal Sect, scheming with those who calculate.

Nor among mortals, completely detached from the identity of a cultivator.

Xu Zhangqing nodded: "Old Zhang, right here!"