Fantasy: Villain and Hero

The atmosphere was quite dull, Qin Yanran was silent all the way, and hesitated to speak several times.

She suddenly asked:"Brother Chu, are the mortals in the ancient world also like this?"

Upon hearing this, Chu Xu shook his head and said:"Of course not, our ancient world is unified, ruled by the Imperial Court, and there are no sect disputes. , there are very few fights between monks.

Even if there are, they are all under the control of the Imperial Court and will not affect innocent people."

Chu Xu showed a proud look on his face and said:"I, the Ancient Realm Imperial Court, are high above. Those so-called sects of immortals, under the command of the Emperor Court, have become dojos for educating and enlightening people. Mortals live and work in peace and contentment, and if they have the talent for cultivation, they will be introduced to the dojo and trained by our Emperor Court, and they will also be able to do so in the future. Become a talent in our imperial court.

Of course, the taxes for mortals are not light, but at least...."

Although Chu Xu didn't finish what he said next, Qin Yanran understood what Chu Xu meant.

Even if the mortals in the ancient world were taxed heavily, it would still be better than the precarious situation of all living beings in the Taixu world, where they were enslaved or even massacred by monks at will!

This couldn't help but make Qin Yanran's face reveal a look of yearning.

But soon, a bit of bitterness appeared on her face. The Taixu world did not have unified traditions and habits. For countless epochs, there were many major sects of immortal clans.

And Qin Yanran also discovered a sad fact, no matter how peaceful the Taixu world seems.

As long as there are differences in sects, there will definitely be fights, and fights will also lead to disasters for mortals.

The two continued to move forward and arrived at a small mountain village.

This small mountain village is hidden in a valley, very remote and quiet, as if all the disputes of time are far away from here.

This small mountain village is called Daoxiang Village. There is no mineral source around it. It has been forgotten by the world. Even the nearby cultivation sects are too lazy to care about this small mountain village with only a few dozen people.

So although this place is barren and poor, it feels a bit like a paradise compared to other places.

People here work at sunrise and rest at sunset, making a living by farming and hunting. Although their lives are not rich, they are free and at ease, without the servitude of monks.

At the intersection of Daoxiang Village, there is also a small teahouse that sells herbal tea to passers-by. The income is not much, but it is better than nothing.

The teahouse is said to be a teahouse, but in fact it is just a hut with six or seven tables.

When Chu Xu and Qin Yanran came here, they saw a melodious and peaceful scene, which made Qin Yanran feel good.

The two sat down, and a seven or eight-year-old girl came forward and asked with a smile:"What do you two want to drink?"

The girl had a beautiful face. Although she was wearing coarse linen clothes, she had a spiritual energy all over her body, which made Qin Yanran became interested, but after taking one look, she felt regretful in her heart.

This girl has no talent for monasticism...

There was curiosity in the girl's eyes. After all, the people coming and going in this teahouse were mostly ordinary people. People like Chu Xu and Qin Yanran who were gorgeously dressed and had extraordinary bearings had not been there yet.

However, girls are not as fearful as many other adults, and are more curious. Maybe it is because there are not many gains and losses in the world of children....

Qin Yanran looked at the girl tenderly and said with a smile:"Let's have two bowls of herbal tea."

The girl nodded, skillfully poured two bowls of herbal tea from the earthen pot, and deliberately poured it slowly and put it on the table.

Qin Yanran smiled and chatted with the girl. After all, a cute girl is really hard to dislike.

Chu Xu, on the other hand, was watching this scene with a smile.

During the conversation with the girl, Qin Yanran learned that her name was Qin Juaner, which was the same surname as Qin Yanran, which was a coincidence.

This teahouse is opened by the girl's uncle, and the girl often comes here to help.

Qin Yanran looked around and saw an honest and honest middle-aged man nodding and smiling.

Most of the people in Daoxiang Village are surnamed Fang. The Qin family fled here decades ago and the villagers did not exclude them, but happily welcomed them and integrated into them.

Juan'er liked Qin Yanran very much and stayed at Qin Yanran's table to talk to her.

Juaner asked:"Sister Qin, are you and this eldest brother husband and wife?"

One sentence made Qin Yanran blush.....