Chapter 451: There is no distinction between people in education.

"I discovered the existence of aliens, and I also saw my own shortcomings. I...I want to become stronger."

Murong Ji listened to Liu Dang talking about his experience, nodded, and treated it all as a story.

After entering the village, Murong Ji suddenly thought of the self-cultivation furnace. He wanted to see what this self-cultivation furnace was.

Not long after they walked away, they saw Ma Xianhong, Wang Ye and Zhuge Qing coming towards them.

"Brother-in-law, have you finished training your weapon? Show it to me."

Murong Ji threw the Qiankun Mirror over, then turned to look at Wang Ye and Zhuge Qing. "Where are you going?"

"Master, please take us out to broaden our horizons." Zhuge Qing smiled so much that his eyes were almost narrowed.

Ma Xianhong looked helpless. "I told you when you came here, don't call me leader. It's low. How did you call me such a middle school name?!"

"Okay, Master. Got it, Master."

"Depend on!"

No longer paying attention to Zhuge Qing, this guy is really a... Ma Xianhong focused his attention on the Qiankun Mirror in his hand. He studied it for a long time but still didn't learn how to use it.

After injecting Qi, stars appeared on the mirror surface and gathered into a map of the stars in the sky, which was very magical.

Murong Ji's actions are a guarantee of the quality of the magic weapons. He can always refine magic weapons of a quality that he cannot reach himself.

Ma Xianhong was beginning to doubt his life. Why did he feel like he was the one who had mastered the magic weapon?

"Brother-in-law, what is this thing used for?!"

Murong Ji raised his eyebrows slightly and said calmly: "Don't worry about it. You will know after I use it."

Several people walked to the self-cultivation furnace. Murong Ji glanced over and saw Qu Tong standing in front of the furnace. He was wearing a professional suit, with his arms folded, staring at the furnace in front of him in a daze.

Murong Ji raised his eyebrows slightly. There was something not quite right about Qu Tong like this.

"You're here." Qu Tong glanced back, then stared at the stove in front of her in a daze, a little obsessed.

"Liu Dang, I have told you everything I should tell you." Ma Xianhong handed the Qiankun Mirror back to Murong Ji and continued, "Do you want to wait a little longer, or..."

Murong Ji raised his eyebrows slightly. This self-cultivation furnace had a serious problem. How dare they use humans as experiments? ! !
Watching Liu Dang walk into the furnace, Murong Ji frowned slightly. Feeling Qu Tong's breath approaching, and then slowly hugging his arms, Murong Ji looked down.

Seeing Qu Tong's aggrieved look, and a face full of flattery, I have to say, there is a feeling of pure desire, "Husband, I also want to improve my cultivation, can you be my root?"

Murong Ji narrowed his eyes slightly. Superior aptitude? ! ! These superior aptitudes have not experienced many life and death situations, and have not met many opponents who can restrain themselves.

If I meet someone like me, I can figure out their fatal weaknesses just by relying on their cultivation methods. At that time, killing them will be a piece of cake.

This self-cultivation furnace is directly "copied" and "pasted", and the combat power of the aliens produced is not very high. It leaks one's own cultivation method, which is a big loss for those with superior aptitude.

Murong Ji smiled and said softly, "I refuse."

Qu Tong's expression changed and she became a little stiff. Although she had been prepared for this, she still felt uncomfortable when it really came to this point.

"You can't bear my skills and my true energy. I will scald you alive. My lineage of golden elixir was passed down from Zhang Boduan, and it can be regarded as a continuation of the lineage of Lu Zu. Lu Zu also has a name. Do you know it?"

Qu Tong took a deep breath and calmed down, "Grandmaster Chun Yang."

Murong Ji nodded and gathered his true energy into his hands. "Try to absorb it into your body. If you can bear it, I will become your superior root."

Qu Tong hesitated for a moment, then clasped her hand on Murong Ji's hand and absorbed a strand of it. Before she had time to refine it, her face instantly turned red with heat.

That feeling is like the feeling of freshly cooked yellow rice burning the esophagus when swallowed in one gulp.

Murong Ji watched quietly. There are some things that she will not give up unless you let her try.

After Qu Tong recovered, she looked at Murong Ji's hand in shock, "How could this happen? ! ! I..."

"The self-cultivation furnace is a bit stupid." Murong Ji ignored Ma Xianhong and said directly: "Even if a person obtains a huge amount of Qi, it is difficult to become a master."

"It's nothing more than a bigger ant. He can't control this power at all. It's a curse instead of a blessing."

"Even if you have the same Qi, the same skills, and the same foundation as the old Heavenly Master, it would only take a slap to defeat the old Heavenly Master."

Murong Ji pushed Qu Tong away, straightened his clothes, and said slowly: "Quanzhen emphasizes the preservation of both sex and life. Sex and life do not exist because of the Quanzhen lineage."

"Long before Quanzhen, 'life' existed."

"No matter how well the self-cultivation furnace is repaired, it can only improve a person's life. Can it cover a person's nature?" Then, Murong Ji pointed at the self-cultivation furnace that was running. "If it can really improve nature and life, tell me, when Liu Dang comes out, will it be Jin Yong or Liu Dang?!"

After saying that, Murong Ji walked towards the door, "You are all practitioners, don't have such unrealistic fantasies."

"Mencius said in "Exerting One's Mind" that 'He who exerts his mind knows his nature. Knowing his nature, he knows Heaven. To preserve his mind and nurture his nature is the way to serve Heaven. To be consistent in life and death and to cultivate oneself in anticipation of the coming of death is the way to establish one's destiny.'"

"What is the essence of spiritual practice? To fulfill one's mind and nature internally, and to explore the way of heaven externally. Internally, one should cultivate and improve one's wisdom, cognition, and the nature of knowing oneself and others. Externally, one should explore the principles of heaven and earth, and the true knowledge of the great way."

"A self-cultivation furnace? It can only be used to cultivate the body."

Murong Ji walked out of the door. He no longer cared about what the self-cultivation furnace was. There was nothing worth caring about. This thing was just a useless thing.

After thinking about it, Murong Ji recorded the pattern and structure of the device.

Murong Ji stretched lazily and walked towards the village.

When he was bored, he watched a movie in which the highest level of creation civilization never appeared as an individual. Moreover, every civilized individual was born omniscient and omnipotent.

[If there really is some magic weapon that can directly gain all kinds of insights and knowledge, and improve one's state of mind and character, then that would be...]

Suddenly, Murong Ji stopped in his tracks. He first had a sense of absurdity, then a sense of rationality. For a moment, he had the illusion that science fiction might be shining into reality.

Murong Ji exhaled slowly. He had the Gathering Immortal Banner to help improve his Qi training, and the Subduing Dragon Cauldron to help his physical training, but he still lacked a magic weapon to help his soul training!

Barely speaking, the Qiankun Mirror can be used to cultivate the soul, but the effect is not very good.

Murong Ji rubbed his forehead, and he suddenly felt that if there was a suitable material to store people's experiences, cognition, knowledge, etc., it seemed that it could also improve people's "sexuality" to a certain extent.

[Forget it, I don’t want to think about it anymore. I’ll talk about it later. ]

He walked into the village and came to his original room. He drew some water from the well, washed his body, changed his clothes, and soon someone came to call him to eat.

Murong Ji walked to Ma Xianhong's yard and placed a kang table in front of his door. Ma Xianhong, Qu Tong, Wang Ye, and Zhuge Qing were sitting on small benches, waiting for him to come.

Murong Ji took the stool handed over by the elder sister standing beside him and sat down next to Qu Tong. Then he glanced at the table and saw that the four of them had already poured wine.

Seeing that the older sister was about to fill his glass, he hurriedly covered the cup and smiled apologetically, and the others did not force him.

"You two, you have seen that the Self-cultivation Furnace and these Ruhua are all my creations. This is the Divine Machine Hundred Refinements..."

"If you are willing to stay and help me manage the furnace... when the perfect self-cultivation furnace is completed, not only will you have the right to use it, I will also hand over the Divine Machine Hundred Refinements to you."

Murong Ji looked up at Wang Ye and Zhuge Qing and found that they were both staring at him. "Just look at what I do and decide for yourself."

Wang Ye: "This..."

Zhuge Qing: "Oh, you are so generous, that is one of the eight unique skills..."

"So what?" Ma Xianhong put down his chopsticks and said seriously, "Brother Qing, why do you think we call ourselves Xinjie?"

"It all started with that great war, the struggle for supremacy between the Shang and Zhou dynasties. So what are the aliens behind them fighting for? They are just two factions of aliens with different ideas about preaching."

"Compared to claiming to be orthodox, the teaching of the Chan school is not passed on unless it is a great master. I agree more with the teaching of the Jie school that there is no discrimination in teaching."

As soon as he finished speaking, the table fell into silence, leaving only the sound of Murong Ji eating and drinking.

"Ahem, Brother Murong, what do you think?"

Murong Ji glanced at Wang Ye and ignored him. He continued to pick up a few wild vegetables, dipped them in Northeastern soybean paste, and stuffed them into his mouth. This thing was a bit intoxicating and tasted too good.

Just when Murong Ji was about to pick up another dish, Wang Ye directly pulled the dish away, "Hey, Brother Murong, you are the oldest among those here, so give me a word."

Murong Ji rolled his eyes. He knew very well what Wang Ye was planning. According to the philosophy of Quanzhen Sect, Wang Ye would definitely disagree with Ma Xianhong's philosophy, otherwise there would not be such strict rules.

He wanted to make himself say, "Let them go." At least, Ma Xianhong still listened to Qu Tong.

Murong Ji exhaled, took a sip of rice soup, and smoothed it over.

"There is no discrimination in education, hehe, that's right. If I were standing on the standpoint of an alien, I would naturally have nothing to say, but I am a human being, a living person."

"Ma Xianhong, if you and I were born in the battlefield of the Conferred Gods during the Shang and Zhou dynasties, I would definitely kill you!"

"Let's not talk about anything else. Are all the strange people at that time necessarily human? The horsemen in the north and the witches in the south are not human."

(End of this chapter)