"I'm about to be beheaded!"
"If I remember correctly, this is the third batch this month, right?”
"I wonder when the killing will end.”
"There's no other way. The Emperor has invited all the True Cultivators in the world to refine the Longevity Pill. If they refine it, they will be heavily rewarded. If they can't refine it, they will inevitably have to come to the market!”
Qian Country, Fengdu City, Caishikou.
At this moment, there was a large crowd of people watching. Most of them were commoners.
The place they were watching was the execution ground, where blood was flowing through the cracks in the mud.
There were many people coming and going at Caishikou, so the punishment here could have a certain warning effect.
However, if one looked closely at the reaction of the people, they would find that there were very few people who were panicking. Most of them had numb expressions in their eyes.
There was no other reason.
He had killed too many people.
Even if it was killing, he would get used to it after seeing it many times.
Of course, this was also related to the person he killed.
If they were to kill the most evil and evil bandits and corrupt officials, then the people would definitely not be like this. They would probably shout a few times and throw a few leaves to express their anger.
However, the dozens of people on the execution ground were clearly Taoist priests who had nothing to do with them.
Therefore, many people couldn't bear to see this happen.
However, they did not know that not all of the people on the stage were Taoist priests. The young man kneeling at the front with muddle-headed eyes was a typical example.
Ye Yuan, who had just woken up, was a little depressed.
"I just f * cking transmigrated, and my head is going to be chopped off?”
Ye Yuan raised his head.
The afternoon sun shone on his face. Even though it was covered in dust, he still looked handsome.
Under normal circumstances, Ye Yuan, a transmigrator, would be satisfied just by looking at his looks.
But what time was this?
The moment he opened his eyes, he was actually about to be slashed!
Thinking of this, Ye Yuan only felt that it was absurd.
In his previous life, he was just an ordinary person who studied ancient Chinese literature. He liked to study ancient culture, such as classics, history, legends, and unofficial history.
Because of his strong interest in this area, he took the postgraduate examination after graduating from university. His life was not good, but he could be considered to be enjoying himself.
However, who would have thought that after waking up, he would actually transmigrate to another world?
Ye Yuan, who had just received all the memories of the original owner of the body, already had a certain understanding of this world.
This was a vast and boundless world.
There were dozens of countries in the world that Ye Yuan knew of.
The Qian Country was one of them.
Its land area was no less than China in his previous life.
The current Emperor Qian could be said to have great talent and strategy when he was young. He cleaned up the bad politics, reorganized his military equipment, and suppressed the neighboring countries to cede territory and marry them.
However, as he grew older, Emperor Qian, who was getting older and older, began to search for immortals and Dao like countless emperors who didn't want to die of old age. He yearned for immortality pills and immortality techniques.
More than ten years ago, Emperor Qian publicly granted Taoist official positions and promised great benefits, making Taoism the national religion.
In an instant, countless Daoists were envious and headed to Plentiful City.
However, these Daoists were mostly people who deceived the world to gain fame. How could they have the ability to refine immortality pills?
It didn't take long for the government to see through it.
In the beginning, it was just banishment.
Later on, Emperor Qian lost his patience and his methods became more severe.
Those Daoists who dared to deceive him were first punished with sticks, then thrown into prison, and then exiled…
Emperor Qian was already in his sixties. Perhaps he felt that he didn't have much time left, but he had become more and more irritable.
Since the beginning of this year, it was already August. Almost every month, there were Taoists who were pushed to the market to be beheaded!
Some people might wonder why there was still an endless stream of Daoists coming to their deaths despite Emperor Qian's brutal methods.
But that was not the case.
As early as a few years ago, there were actually no Daoists who dared to come to Plentiful City. They knew their own abilities. Cultivation was just to make a living. How could they refine Longevity Pills?
However, Emperor Qian didn't think so.
As the Son of Heaven, Emperor Qian stubbornly believed that the Taoist didn't come to Plentiful City because he didn't want to work for him. Since you all want me to die of old age, then I won't be polite!
As a result, the local governments took action one after another. Even the Imperial Army was mobilized. Groups of Daoists were forced to be sent to Plentiful City to refine pills. As long as they could not refine them, they would die.
Ye Yuan was captured by the government.
He wasn't even a Daoist!
He had studied hard for more than ten years and lived in the mountains for a long time. He had only left the mountains to take the examination in the county town. However, it rained heavily on the way, so he could only stay in a Taoist temple. Because his clothes were wet, the kind old Taoist priest lent him a Taoist robe...
But who would have thought that in the middle of the night, the bailiffs would break in and capture all the Daoists in the Daoist temple and send them directly to Plentiful City.
This journey was naturally a dead end, so he cried all the way.
Among them, Ye Yuan cried the loudest. He was not a Daoist at all!
However, no matter how he explained, no one paid attention to him.
For the government, the higher-ups had given them a target. They only needed to capture the Taoist and send him to Plentiful City to report. As for whether he was a real Taoist or a fake Taoist, was it important?
The current Qian Country had been declining rapidly due to Emperor Qian's focus on pursuing the Dao and ignoring the government. The people were in dire straits, thieves were rampant, and corrupt officials were like fish crossing the river...
With the country in such a state, who would care about the life and death of the people?
Therefore, the scholar Ye Yuan entered Plentiful City just like that. Naturally, he could not refine immortal pills, so he was pushed to the market entrance and was to be beheaded at three in the afternoon.
A scholar who suffered so much that he was scared to death before the executioner could even swing his knife. However, he did not expect that Ye Yuan from another world would coincidentally transmigrate to his body and take this knife for him...
If Ye Yuan was given a pen at this moment, he would definitely write the word " miserable ".
"What did I do wrong? Why are you playing with me like this?"
Ye Yuan, who was tied up, was like a fish on a chopping board, waiting to be slaughtered. He wanted to cry but had no tears.
"It's already noon. Execution!"
An official on the stage looked at the sky. The sun was shining brightly, so he casually waved his hand and threw the token arrow on the ground.
"Execution!"
The executioners raised the large knives in their hands. The cold light on the blades flickered, making Ye Yuan's heart turn cold.
"Is he really going to die just like that?"
Ye Yuan's lips turned pale. Other transmigrators were enjoying themselves, but he was the only one who started from Hell.
How could he accept this?
However, the executioners would not stop just because of his unwillingness. There was no pity in their eyes. They were like machines as they suddenly swung their knives…
Slash!
Ye Yuan didn't even feel pain. He only saw the scenery in front of him spinning.
His head had already been chopped off and flew to the side…
At the same time, the heads of dozens of people flew out. Blood gushed out like a fountain, and they died with grievances.
However, he did not die. Instead, he was strangely able to see everything.
"What is this?"
He could even think. He looked in surprise at the bronze cauldron floating in the air that only he could see.
He looked familiar.
Wasn't this bronze cauldron the one he had received from the antique market yesterday?
It was still rusted and looked like scrap metal. However, there was actually a dense qi flowing in the cauldron. When he looked closer, he realized that there was actually a wisp of cloud qi boiling in the cauldron.
It was really just a wisp, but it strangely flowed out of the cauldron like a curling smoke and entered Ye Yuan's " corpse ".
In the next moment, Ye Yuan found that he had consciousness again. He could even control his body.
"I didn't die?"
He got up and walked towards his head almost instinctively.
He had a feeling that he really wouldn't die!
However, this scene was extremely shocking to everyone!
"What's going on?"
"He didn't die, he's alive!"
"Heavens, is he a monster or an immortal?”
The commoners exclaimed.
Even the officials who had just ordered the beheading and the Imperial Army soldiers with weapons revealed looks of shock.
Ye Yuan's headless body climbed up as if nothing had happened. He broke free of the rope lightly and walked towards his head.
Then, he grabbed his head and turned his hands around, as if he was comparing them to prevent them from tilting…
Then, under everyone's watchful eyes, he put his head back on his neck.
The next moment, he opened his eyes and subconsciously stretched his neck to look at the crowd.
……
In at most three breaths of time, someone who started first cried out in surprise.
"Ghost!"
Then, he ran away.
It drove most people to escape like crazy.
The remaining people who didn't escape knelt on the ground and kowtowed continuously.
"Rebirth of a severed head, this is the art of an immortal!”
"Greetings, Immortal!"
"Immortal, please bless us!"
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