Ning Ping never asked about the specific distribution.
However, under the supervision of the Monument Elders' Council, there should be no embezzlement.
So what the old man surnamed Long meant by unfair distribution just now should be a problem within their clan.
Even so, Ning Ping's expression turned cold, and he vaguely guessed the intentions of the cultivator surnamed Cai and his group.
"Brother Long is absolutely right!"
At this time, the monk surnamed Cai agreed, then turned his face into indignation and continued.
"Nowadays, the entire cultivation world is firmly controlled by the Merchant Alliance and a handful of major forces. All cultivation resources are in their hands, making our lives increasingly difficult! We can only survive by relying on them. So, we are looking for like-minded people to communicate with each other, which is the only way to avoid taking some detours! It's difficult! Too difficult!"
"Brother Cai! Your words really hit the nail on the head!"
The cultivator surnamed Long agreed greatly with these words and now regarded the other party as a soulmate.
"From now on, Brother Cai, you and I are the most distinguished guests of Longshan Village! No... not guests, but our brothers!"
"Haha! That's right, from now on we're brothers and sisters!"
After hearing this, the monk surnamed Cai was in a good mood and started chatting happily with the other party.
After the two of them talked to each other for a while, the cultivator surnamed Cai changed the subject and returned to talking about the difficulty of cultivation.
"Looking at what's happening right now, the difficulty of cultivation is truly worrying. I wonder if Brother Long has heard of something?"
"Oh? I wonder what you are talking about, Brother Cai?"
"Holy land!" At this time, the monk surnamed Cai lowered his voice and whispered.
"Holy...Brother Cai, please be careful with your words!" When the monk named Cai heard this, his expression changed slightly, and he looked around quietly with extremely cautious eyes.
"It's okay, we're all brothers here! We're just chatting, why should we be so cautious? Could it be that... Brother Long will report me?"
The cultivator surnamed Cai smiled faintly and looked at the other party calmly.
"Brother Cai, how can you say that! How could we, brothers, report you? It's just that the Holy Land is a taboo now, to prevent disaster from coming out of the mouth!"
The monk surnamed Long said this with a look of feigned anger, and then gave a serious warning.
"Hey...Brother Long! You're almost dead now, and you still care about taboos!"
The monk surnamed Cai said this with a helpless look on his face, and then continued with an attitude of risking everything.
"I only know that according to what my seniors said, at least when the Holy Land was prevalent in my cultivation world, everyone had basic dignity and everyone could practice well based on their own abilities!"
"Even the Holy Land has opened up its own blessed lands and unparalleled opportunities to ordinary people like us for free. Although not everyone can have them, at least it's fair!"
"That holy land academy is still worth a visit. Even the Purple Sword Elders, who hold high status in the holy land, hold lectures and preach from time to time, saving ordinary cultivators like me countless detours!"
"But what about now? What good things are there? They've all been snatched away by those powerful forces. Even though it's not robbery, using power to coerce others is no different from robbery."
The monk surnamed Cai expressed his grievances one after another, and then looked at the other party with sympathy.
"Let's go back to your Longshan Village! If your ancestors were still alive, you wouldn't have to worry too much about cultivation. But Longshan Jun died in vain in the battle at the Holy Land. What good has become of you? In fact, life has become even more difficult!"
"As for the rumors about the Holy Land harboring ill intentions, I simply don't believe them. Even if they do exist, why would they concern us? As long as we cultivate well, we don't care who controls the cultivation world or who benefits us the most. That's the way to go!"
"right!!!"
After hearing this, the monk surnamed Long was deeply moved and even clapped his hands in agreement, throwing away any previous worries.
"Who says it isn't true? The Holy Land existed for countless thousands of years, and everyone lived in peace. But now, it's being constrained at every turn. I think those powerful forces are the ones with the real ulterior motives."
"It seems that Brother Long, you are also a sensible person!"
The monk surnamed Cai nodded in appreciation, and then continued to speak in a sincere manner.
"That's right! The Holy Land has existed for so long, yet you insist on saying there's something wrong with it! I say, the Holy Land's biggest problem is that it's too selfless!"
"Oh..." Then the two of them looked at each other and sighed deeply with emotion.
The two of them then went on to recount the good things that had been passed down about the Holy Land's control of the era, as well as various complaints about the current cultivation environment.
At the end of the speech, the monk surnamed Cai looked at the other party with a little hesitation, as if he wanted to say something but stopped himself.
"Brother Cai, do you have anything else to say? At this point, we're brothers, so why can't we just speak frankly?"
"Brother Long, it's not that I don't want to speak frankly, but this matter is of great importance, and I'm really afraid of getting you into trouble!"
"Hmph! Why can't I tell you? Even if you are from the Holy Land, so what? Do you think I will report you? Do you think I have nothing better to do?"
The old man surnamed Long was instantly filled with anger, as if the other party looked down on him too much.
"Brother Long, you misunderstood! How could I be a disciple of the Holy Land! But..." The cultivator surnamed Cai hesitated again.
"Hey, my dear brother Cai, if you have something to say, just say it. This is really frustrating! We in Longshan Village are on the verge of collapse now, why are you so cautious! This isn't the first time we've met, don't I know who you are?"
The monk surnamed Long looked unhappy at this time, feeling that the other party treated him as an outsider.
"Then I'll be frank. Just treat it as a casual chat!"
The monk surnamed Cai made up his mind and continued to speak in a low voice.
"I heard that the Holy Land will descend one day soon. I believe you have also heard about the several Holy Land monks who were killed after causing trouble in Wanling City!"
"I've heard about this, but the holy land was completely destroyed, and the remaining people were completely sealed. I'm afraid these people are just pitiful people who are grateful to the holy land!"
The monk named Long shook his head in confusion.
"How do you know he's not a true disciple of the Holy Land? Perhaps only a disciple of the Holy Land would have such determination to awaken all the people in the world even though they know they will die!"
"That's not right. The people who were killed were only at the Foundation Establishment stage. After the battle in the Holy Land, the Holy Land was sealed for two hundred years. How could they still be alive?"
After calculating from his lifespan, the cultivator surnamed Long immediately realized that something was wrong.
