Chapter 317 (Additional Update) Disciples cannot bow their heads, the lotus crown will fall off

"I guess, one possibility is that something happened in the wilderness that needs to be suppressed by the temple, and another possibility is that there is something suppressed in the temple that cannot be lost..."

"Or maybe both possibilities exist."

Suddenly, Biyao's face turned pale.

"Is it the Fulong Ding?"

Bi Yao didn't answer, but turned to look at Zhang Xiaofan. He hadn't woken up yet, but the panic in his heart made her at a loss.

"And there's Qiu Wangyu. His Heavenly Demon Strategy is not a method for humans to practice. But he got it in the Demon Cult's Holy Temple!"

"Qiu Wangyu is a genius of his generation, but he is not that outstanding in the world. He can't be compared with the black-hearted old man back then. However, the magic of Changshengtang shows a very thorough understanding of the Heavenly Book. It's very strange!"

Is Qiu Wangyu talented? Absolutely. It is very likely that he summarized the Changshengtang's skills. But his own strength is not that good.

Tian Chengzi's aptitude is actually not very good, and he has not even reached the peak of Shangqing.

As he spoke, a book appeared in Murong Ji's hand and he threw it directly to Bi Yao. After Bi Yao took it, he continued, "Guarding the temple, why guarding the temple? You have to know the reason."

Bi Yao's pupils were a little dilated, and she looked terrified as she thought of something.

Murong Ji didn't say anything else. They had known each other for a while, so let her be mentally prepared.

After leaving the room, Murong Ji walked to the square, where many disciples who were dissatisfied with the fourth level of Yuqing were collecting the corpses of monsters.

Seeing how wasteful they were, I felt a little distressed and said directly, "Find something! Leave the blood alone!"

When Murong Ji's voice came, everyone in the square was stunned and looked at Murong Ji in a daze.

"These monsters are all gifted with magical powers. Their blood can be used as medicine. After being refined, it can help you strengthen your body and even break into the fourth level of Yuqing, or even a higher realm."

Murong Ji's words surprised them. Isn't that the method of refining blood? However, since Murong Ji dared to say so, doesn't it mean...

"Brother Murong, are there any side effects?"

"No! If there is, you will need to endure the pain of pulling out bones and strengthening tendons."

Everyone looked at each other. What was this pain worth? There was hope on the road ahead!

"Brother Murong, are you serious?"

"Really!" At this point, Murong Ji suddenly said: "However, I only take care of the affairs of Qingyun disciples like me."

Everyone smiled at each other, said no more, and went to look for their things.

"Determine which monster's blood it is from and put it separately. The mixed blood on the ground can also be used, but the effect is a little worse. We can mix it up and sell it."

Murong Ji was talking on the side while the others were doing it.

After everything was ready, Murong Ji took out an alchemy furnace. The furnace was more than one person tall, with beautiful carvings and symbols on it, giving it a sense of ancient beauty.

Murong Ji poured a large bathtub of animal blood into it, started a fire with the Xuanhuo Jade Disk, and began to smelt and extract the crystals from the blood. He added some herbs, and within a few breaths, a unique fragrance filled the air.

He picked a person at random, asked him to sit in the bathtub, and then directed others to pour hot water into the bathtub.

It was almost done. Murong Ji scooped a ladle of blood from the alchemy furnace and poured it into the bathtub.

After a few breaths, sticky gray sweat beads appeared on the disciple's body, and a foul odor filled his nose. Half an hour later, when the disciple came out, he had almost saved up half a year's hard work.

When this result came out, many disciples who were cleaning the battlefield were almost in an uproar.

Murong Ji stretched out his hand to suppress it, "I am not helping you for free. As you all know, Dazhu Peak has a small population and a large land. I want to open up some medicinal fields in the open areas of Dazhu Peak..."

It was getting dark. Murong Ji sat on the steps under the Rainbow Bridge, watching those people cleaning up the blood and moving the monsters.

The black-hearted old man is amazing. In the past, the monsters were the mortal enemies of the human race. From now on, they are the partners of the human race, and their bodies are full of treasures.

Murong Ji stretched his waist lazily. Being a weapon refiner and an alchemist, I have so many advantages. I will have a lot of blessings to enjoy in the future. [After all, I have monopolized half of the resource industry.]

Lying back and looking at the night sky, Murong Ji's heart skipped a beat when suddenly a figure appeared above his head.

"Master, master?"

Murong Ji stood up quickly and saluted. Tian Buyi glanced at him and sat back in his original seat.

Murong Ji quickly walked down a few steps and bowed.

"Publicize your method. Everyone will benefit from it, and no one will say anything."

Murong Ji looked up at his master, who was obviously telling him that someone was going to cause trouble. He had offended those aristocratic sects when he was trying to stop the monsters from retreating. He and the Ghost King Sect had also been caught talking.

"Master, if I tell it out, they will kill me." Murong Ji glanced at Yuqing Palace. It was pitch black inside. Now Xiao Yicai was commanding the entire Qingyun Sect, and Daoxuan's situation was still unknown.

However, since a public trial can be held, then there is no big problem. At least nothing can be seen on the surface.

"Moreover, our Qingyun Sect has suffered heavy casualties this time. We are already seriously injured. We can't even spare many deacons to guard the city."

Tian Buyi sighed, feeling somewhat helpless. Not only them, but also Tianyin Temple was in this situation. Nowadays, Fenxiang Valley was the strongest among the three religions.

What Tian Buyi is most worried about is Fenxiang Valley.

"With this method of disciples, we can improve the strength of a group of people. In a few years, we can reach the seventh level of Yuqing. We have recovered a little. If the method is leaked..."

"It's up to you..." Tian Buyi let out a breath slowly. Unknowingly, his disciple had become the core figure of the younger generation.

It’s Xiao Yicai. We need to ask about his attitude on many things.

Tian Buyi suddenly thought of something, his face darkened instantly, he grabbed Murong Ji's collar and asked in a very serious tone: "Tell me the truth, what happened on the way of retreat!"

Murong Ji's face was solemn. "Master, I swear that if I lie, I will die without a burial place!"

"On the way of retreat, those aristocratic families used civilians as bait to lure away the monsters! They robbed property and food. They raped women and did everything they could to save themselves and their tribesmen!"

"I was so angry that I acted like a hero, killing the rich and helping the poor. Master, did I do something wrong?"

Tian Buyi's tone paused, he was stunned for a long while, he couldn't utter the word "wrong", but it was not a question of whether it was right or wrong!

For a moment, Tian Buyi didn't know what to say and his face was full of bitterness.

"Master, everyone should be responsible for their own work. Let me teach them a lesson. If I really can't do it, please forgive me, Master!"

After he finished speaking, Murong Ji bowed his head to the ground, then stood up and walked towards Yuqing Palace.

"Old Seven..."

How could Tian Buyi not know what he meant? How could he hide the things he asked the fourth and fifth brothers to prepare from his master!

Murong Ji suddenly stopped, but he did not hear the rest of Master Tian Buyi's words, so he said: "I'm sorry, Master, I'm sorry to have troubled you."

"But there are some things that I cannot do without. I just can't get over the hurdle in my heart. I saw a gentle girl being roasted alive by a group of monsters and then eaten."

"When I see a child being chewed by a monster, with blood dripping from the corner of his mouth, I will not live anymore. I think that human beings are born superior to other races in the world."

"You can treat all races as food, but you can't serve humans. Master, after this catastrophe, how many humans will be left?"

Murong Ji straightened his Taoist hat, "Demons and beasts feed on humans, the devils use humans as cultivation resources, and the righteous use humans as stone steps to their superiors."

"If I don't do something, who else will stand up for those 'untouchables'? I can't bow my head, or my lotus crown will fall off."

Looking up, he saw the pitch-black Yuqing Palace, his pupils shrank. After walking a few steps, Murong Ji suddenly stopped.

"When I was a kid, I read a story about a monkey." Clearing his throat, Murong Ji suddenly said in a loud voice: "Where are you going, Great Sage? Step on the South Sky and shatter the sky! If you never come back, then you never come back."

After saying this, Murong Ji pushed open the door of Yuqing Palace fiercely, walked into Yuqing Palace, and glanced at everyone.

Daoxuan was at the top, and Puhong and Yun Yilan were on the left and right. The Seven Sect Leaders at the bottom were just the work of Qingyun Sect, and they were replaced by new people.

On the side were the other two of the four great monks, as well as Shangguan Ce and Lu Shun.

The elders' seats on both sides were filled with the remaining elders of Qingyun Sect, as well as various famous figures, family heads, and sect leaders of the righteous sect.

Murong Ji looked at them one by one, then stepped forward and said, "Disciple Murong Ji, I pay my respects to the head master, all the teachers and seniors!"

"Yeah." Daoxuan put down the teacup and glanced at Murong Ji. "You made the greatest contribution to this monster disaster and saved countless lives."

Murong Ji bowed and said, "Master, this is what I should do as a Qingyun disciple."

Daoxuan nodded in satisfaction. "The battle has just ended, and you are all very tired. I won't say much, but I still have a few questions to ask you. You must answer truthfully."

"The disciple understands."

"Why did you slaughter the people when you were trying to stop the monster this time?"

Murong Ji sneered and glanced at the people on both sides, "I don't know who dares to slander me! If I were to slaughter the people, why would I save them? Those who died in my hands were just some criminals!"

Murong Ji walked forward a few steps and continued, "The young master of the Liu family in Malan City! He abducted a woman from the people and dragged a newlywed woman onto a carriage on his way to escape. When I arrived, the woman had already died!"

(End of this chapter)