Chapter 452: Biyou Village, Forget It
"In that kind of situation, saying that there is no discrimination in education, from the perspective of the human race, is to condone evildoers, or even to cultivate them!"

"Where do you place the human race? Are you thinking of the prosperity of all races? Are you going to hand over the world that our ancestors conquered to others? Is that so?"

"A great war, countless lives lost, and a huge amount of corpses. The Shang Dynasty was buried in history. Apart from other things, how many generals of the Shang Dynasty were demons, monsters, and ghosts according to legend?!!"

"Daji, Qiu Yin, Yuan Hong, Kong Xuan. Four great demons. A human dynasty with a demon as a concubine, that's fine, but look at what she did."

"Oh, I don't know if you guys are paying attention to archaeological information. The human head cauldron unearthed in the Shang Dynasty, what was this cauldron used for? It was used for cooking. I don't need to say more about what the Shang people were doing."

Murong Ji smiled grimly, "What kind of people are the disciples under Master Tongtian? Let's not talk about the others, let's just talk about Ma Yuan."

"'The Xuanmen has been refining the Purple Palace for a long time, and his tyranny and cruelty have made him even more cruel. The five aversions of greed and ignorance have led to evil deeds, and the three flowers of goodness are deceitful.' Ma Yuan was originally a one-qi immortal from the White Bone Cave on Skull Mountain. Where did these white bones come from?"

"He had a magical hand behind his head, which he could stretch out to grab a person's heart and eat during a battle. Later, he was invited by Shen Gongbao to help Yin Hong conquer Xiqi. He would fight in front of the battle line and capture a person, then cut open his stomach and take out his heart and liver to eat."

"A thing like this is telling me that there is no discrimination in education? As a living being, he should have a chance to achieve enlightenment. Those humans or other living beings that he devoured alive deserved to die in vain, right?"

Murong Ji stretched lazily, and just as he was about to pick up his chopsticks and pick up a piece of chicken to taste, he suddenly lost his appetite when he thought of the scene of his heart, liver, and five internal organs and blood. "Hey! What am I saying about him? It's disgusting."

Murong Ji put down his chopsticks and continued, "Ma Xianhong, those who 'cannot pass on the knowledge unless they are the most accomplished' are unable to judge the goodness or evil of a living being, and there are always a few scums in the sect."

"How can you guarantee that your disciples won't do evil? Or do you think that those who died in your hands deserved it?"

Ma Xianhong's face was somewhat gloomy. He did not answer Murong Ji's words, but asked in a deep voice: "Sister, do you think so too?"

Qu Tong didn't answer and ate her meal. Ma Xianhong already knew what she was thinking, and said unwillingly, "If I find out that those people are doing evil, I will clean up the mess myself."

Murong Ji sneered, "They will pretend to be docile and kind in front of you. They will even shout louder than those moral saints."

"They will do anything behind the scenes. Do you know the past of the twelve superior talents in your hands? Not to mention others, Zhao Guizhen! Do you know him?"

Murong Ji retracted his gaze, completely losing his appetite, and his face became terribly gloomy, "What a pity for the food on this table."

After waiting for Qu Tong to finish eating, Murong Ji stood up and walked out of the yard. "Ma Xianhong, let's not talk about anything else. I also oppose it now. If you insist on having your own way, I will kill you myself."

Murong Ji walked towards the yard where they lived with a gloomy face and gradually disappeared into the night.

Ma Xianhong's expression was not very good either. He glanced at Wang Ye and Zhuge Qing and asked, "What do you two think?"

"Village Chief Ma, do you understand what Brother Murong means?" Wang Ye smiled and picked up the wine glass. "He means that you can accept those ordinary people as disciples and teach them little by little, which is fine, but you have to ensure their character."

"It is difficult for poor people to maintain their wealth. Once ordinary people easily gain power, they will no longer diligently cultivate their own Taoism and conduct."

"It's like a gambler. After winning several lifetimes' worth of money in one night, how many of them can calm down and earn money to live honestly?"

"I won't say anything else. How about you give us some time to think about it?"

Ma Xianhong's face darkened, he sighed, and then said: "Okay, I will wait for good news from you two tomorrow!"

After the drinking party, Ma Xianhong sat alone at the table, thinking for a long time, then he turned to the person next to him and whispered something.

The road in the village was a little dark at night.

Only the lights from various households were shining on the road. Murong Ji stretched his arms, but found that Qu Tong was holding him tightly.

Qu Tong was hanging on Murong Ji like a koala. Murong Ji was a little helpless. "Don't do this. If someone sees you, your image as a domineering CEO will be damaged."

"Hmm~ Am I drunk~"

Murong Ji was too lazy to care about her and left her hanging. As soon as he entered the yard and threw Qu Tong on the bed, he heard a sound outside the door.

When he went out, he saw Zhuge Qing and Wang Ye.

"Brother Murong, we are friends now. Give us a clear answer. What are you going to do?"

Murong Ji glanced at Zhuge Qing, then glanced at Wang Ye, "No matter what I do, this is a quagmire, get out of here!"

"Uh...this..."

Murong Ji raised his eyebrows slightly, "I have the ability to protect myself, take you with me, then the three of us will die together."

"We are not that weak, are we?" Wang Ye was a little speechless. Why did he feel that Murong Ji thought they were powerless? Murong Ji glanced at them calmly, looked at Wang Ye and said, "The disadvantages of Fenghou Qimen are too obvious. If you get terminal cancer, you will die."

"In the future, when you fight against an enemy, use less strange techniques. Since Master Zhang can achieve enlightenment through Tai Chi, then if he practices it to a high level, he can also reach the sky. This is until his own cultivation and Taoism can suppress your fate."

"As for those who want strange magic, just give it to them. Before giving it to them, tell them that it is dangerous and ask them to explain to their master and disciples. This matter has nothing to do with you. Whether he is crazy or not has nothing to do with you."

"Wang Ye, Wang Ye, you must survive first."

Murong Ji turned around and glanced at Qu Tong. The guy was curled up in bed, looking at him with a seductive look on his face.

He retracted his gaze and looked at Zhuge Qing again, "Once you have mastered the Samadhi True Fire, you will be able to defeat anyone you meet. Try practicing your broken body skills."

As soon as he finished speaking, Murong Ji closed the door and hung his coat aside.

He poured some water and helped Qu Tong to wash herself. Listening to the footsteps outside the door, Murong Ji closed the door with the White Rainbow Palm Power.

Then he lay down on the bed, and soon Qu Tong's humming and murmuring sounds were heard.

"Can I practice the secret technique you gave Zhuge Qing?"

Murong Ji knew that she would definitely bring up this matter in bed, "Once you have mastered the Golden Elixir Method, the Three Elements will gather into a pill, and you will naturally be able to ignite the pill fire and transform it into Samadhi, which is much stronger than the Zhuge family's!"

Then he thought for a moment and said slowly: "Tomorrow, you will leave too."

Qu Tong bit Murong Ji's shoulder, and finally took a breath before saying, "Why? I..."

"The company will wipe out Biyou Village and capture Ma Xianhong. I want you to kidnap Ma Xianhong."

A force will make a huge difference if it has a weapon refiner or not. If a person at the same level as Xiao Zilian has a magic weapon, the one without the magic weapon will definitely lose.

"Tomorrow I will give you a drug that is colorless and odorless and can knock people out silently. As for the company, I will talk to the big boss..."

Qu Tong panted heavily, this bastard! He didn't even let her take a break when he was talking about business. She punched Murong Ji a few times weakly, and finally got a chance to catch her breath: "Okay~ um~ I'll listen to you~"

After the storm calmed down, Qu Tong lay on Murong Ji's chest, breathing slightly, and suddenly seemed to remember something.

Then she said, "Husband, I found out that the people who hunted down Zhang Huaiyi were the Sichuan Tang Clan, led by Yang Lie. Do you think the Tang Clan knows the whereabouts of Li Muxuan?"

Murong Ji's pupils shrank, and he looked carefully at Qu Tong's face full of mature woman's charm in the moonlight, "Are you deliberately trying to lead me to the Tang Sect?!"

Qu Tong: “…”

"What does the Tang Sect have? Dan Shi? Yang Lie? Tang Miaoxing? Or... Xu Xin?!" Murong Ji raised the corner of his mouth slightly, watching Qu Tong's expression change again and again.

"You found out that Xu Xin is still alive, and if the thirty-six thieves are still alive, once this news spreads, it may lead to more living thirty-six thieves."

"After all, those people are the best of their respective sects. To be able to survive until now, they are already well-established people. With the current decline of various sects, the value of these people is much greater."

"If we can make Xu Xin reappear in front of the world, there will be a chance to lure out more people, right?"

Qu Tong looked at Murong Ji with a dull expression, feeling a little overwhelmed, as if she had been seen through.

"You know the way to Tongtian Valley, right?"

Qu Tong's heart skipped a beat. Murong Ji's voice was very soft, but to her, it sounded like thunder. Looking at Murong Ji's deep eyes, she knew that she could no longer hide it.

He even suspected that Murong Ji had used the Shuangquan Hand to explore her memory. [His Shuangquan Hand was much more advanced than his, so he couldn't do it.]

Qu Tong secretly exhaled and said slowly: "Yes, I asked someone to capture Jin Feng. We haven't reached Biyou Village yet. Husband, I... need to wait a little longer."

Murong Ji patted her back gently, indicating that it didn't matter. Then he asked, "What do you think of Ma Xianhong's new Jiejiao?"

Qu Tong couldn't catch up with Murong Ji's thoughts. Seeing that he stopped asking questions, she secretly breathed a sigh of relief. "I don't agree. The self-cultivation furnace can be made. It's not impossible for the company to turn a blind eye."

"For Biyou Village, forget it. The Self-cultivation Furnace can only be regarded as a magic weapon. At most, a sect will emerge. But Biyou Village is a thought. Once it reaches a certain scale, it will be very troublesome."

(End of this chapter)