Chapter 458: The Medicine Immortal Cult’s Method of Selecting Children

"Old Meng, I have started treating Chen Duo." As he said that, Murong Ji took out a document and handed it to him.

When Lao Meng opened it, he saw that it was full of Chinese medicine terms that he could not understand. However, this document was created three years ago, and Murong Ji had also tried many methods.

Turning to the last page, it was a method that Murong Ji had improved based on Chen Duo's situation, a method of transforming the poison into poisonous Qi.

"You got one thing wrong. From our perspective, Chen Duo not only has physical problems, but also mental problems."

"I'll go and counsel Chen Duo. This child is very sensible. I..." As he said that, Lao Meng stood up and was about to walk out of the cave.

Murong Ji grabbed him and said, "Old Meng!" He pulled him back to his seat and continued, "I think we shouldn't force our will on Chen Duo."

"Meng, do you think Lao Liao was wrong?"

Old Meng was startled, his breathing became heavy, and he looked at Murong Ji's expression with some anger, but he finally suppressed it and tried to speak in a calm tone: "I know very well what kind of person Liao Zhong is. He is definitely not a bad person."

Murong Ji nodded, "Liao Zhong is a good person, I don't deny it. But, does a good person not do evil things?"

"In this world, what is the standard for judging good and evil?"

Murong Nongji looked up at Lao Meng and continued, "On top of the basis of survival, there are also customs. The customs and habits of one place may be considered unforgivable in another place."

"In ancient times, among the northern nomadic tribes, sons would inherit their father's property and women. This was considered an unforgivable sin in the eyes of the southern clans."

"Meng, our actions, in Chen Duo's opinion, make us unforgivable evil people. And Liao Zhong did evil things, he deserves to die."

Lao Meng could no longer hold her back, and stood up, asking in a low voice: "What evil things did he do! I know who he is! If rescuing Chen Duo and taking care of Chen Duo is considered an evil thing, then what is the meaning of our existence!"

"What do you know! Lao Liao treats Chen Duo as his own daughter!!"

Murong Ji stretched lazily and said calmly, "He broke the three perspectives that a little girl relied on to survive and destroyed her courage to live."

"This is no different from abducting a female college student into a poor mountain village. It is pushing Chen Duo into hell. This world is hell for Chen Duo."

Murong Ji covered his face with his hands, slowly touched his forehead, covered his eyes, and continued: "I also did something wrong. I personally pulled Chen Duo out of the well, let her lie on the side of the well to take a look, and then watched others kick her down..."

"What's wrong?! Lao Meng, since we have made Chen Duo a human being, we should give her the respect she deserves and the choices she should have."

"Where did Liao Zhong go wrong? He was wrong in that he knew clearly what Chen Duo wanted, but did not give it to her!" The voice gradually became sharper. After a moment's silence, Murong Ji's voice softened a little.

"Old Meng, do you know what Chen Duo wants?" Murong Ji had a sarcastic look on his face, as if he was mocking Liao Zhong, Old Meng, and himself.

"The only thing I can do to help her is to be supportive and respectful to her."

"Everyone has his own destiny in this life. What is destiny? It is a choice. The most desperate thing for a person is to have no choice. Does Chen Duo have a choice?"

"Old Meng, your love is too suffocating and will drown her. You don't give her what she wants, and you give her what she doesn't want. To her, it's just useless. Destiny and choice are what Chen Duo wants."

"Sometimes it's helpful to understand what the person you love wants." Murong Ji looked at the time. It has been a long time. He has said everything he should say. What else can he do?

Murong Ji could also understand Chen Duo's thoughts. When he first met her, he gave her a choice. She liked the feeling of being treated as a "human being", which Liao Zhong could not give her... and had no way to give her.

"You go."

Old Meng was startled, his face full of tears and looking a little embarrassed. He stood up in a daze and walked out of the cave.

Murong Ji was stunned for a while, then he sat cross-legged in front of the furnace again and continued to smelt the Zhu Xian Sword.

The phone rang once, but Murong Ji ignored it and continued to concentrate on smelting the Zhu Xian Sword. After stopping, he continued to think about it.

For half an hour, the man kept bombarding his cell phone.

Murong Ji opened his eyes, feeling a little helpless. He walked over and looked through the phone numbers. There were quite a few people who called him, many of whom he didn't know.

I found Zhao Fangxu's number and called him back, "Hello, Mr. Zhao, what's going on?"

Zhao Fangxu exhaled, and Murong Ji could clearly hear the sound of his breathing.

"Brother Murong, please wait a moment, the leader wants to talk to you." Then Murong Ji heard Zhao Fangxu say in a low voice: Leader, the call is connected.

"Hey, it's me."

"Well, go ahead." Murong Ji waited for a while, but there was no sound from the other side. Then he asked, "Why, what's the result of my punishment? My big boss?"

"Murong Ji, we know you are upset. Don't worry, we will help you coordinate. Besides, you and Qu Tong are already divorced. You can't stop people from falling in love freely."

Murong Ji sneered, "What then? How about I drink three cups as punishment?"

The other party paused and sighed, "Sun Guoxing has been deposed, and several direct descendants of the Sun family have also been investigated."

Murong Ji smiled and said, "I think differently from you. Since ancient times, the hatred of having one's father killed, the hatred of having one's wife taken away, and the pain of losing one's son are the three greatest hatreds in life. He is thinking about my wife, and this matter is unacceptable."

As soon as he finished speaking, Murong Ji hung up the phone and turned off his phone. He still had value, so they would try their best to win him over.

If I go back now, I will definitely be controlled by them in the name of protection. None of these chaebol leaders are good.

Coming back to his senses, Murong Ji sat cross-legged in front of the furnace and began to gather the true fire and smelt Samadhi. That afternoon, Xu Laosi sent him what he wanted.

Murong Ji looked at the photos and messages on his phone, curled his lips slightly, and the Qiankun Mirror in front of him slowly floated up.

The next moment, countless rays of light shot up from above the cave and sank into the starry sky.

In front of the bar.

Zhang Zhiwei suddenly stopped, looked up at the sky, frowned slightly, and after a long silence, he said, "Huanjin."

"master."

"Let's check what happened tomorrow. My eyelids are twitching and I always feel like something is going to happen."

"Yes, master."

Zhang Zhiwei retracted his gaze and muttered to himself, "All of them are restless. Dean, I'm afraid it won't be long before I leave you alone..."

Zhao Huanjin stood behind him, silent, as if he was a little transparent.

Then, the old Taoist priest walked into the bar.

Capital, Baiyun Temple.

Zhao Jingxu stood in front of the window, looking at the twinkling stars in the sky, silent.

Hainan, Yuchan Palace.

Xue Zhongrui knocked on the door respectfully, "Master, that starlight has appeared again, and there are still many of them..."

Tiantai Mountain, Tongbai Palace.

A monk and a Taoist priest were sitting cross-legged opposite each other, playing chess with each other at a fairly fast pace. Suddenly, they were stunned, and then they looked at each other in silence.

In Shaolin Temple, monk Jie Kong watched his apprentice practicing in the courtyard, raised his head slightly, and sighed. "It's a troubled time. I hope nothing happens to the old master."

At the same time, a Taoist priest from Mount Mao looked up at the sky.

Zhou Meng of Wudang Mountain, abbot of Lingyin Temple, abbot of Wutai Mountain...

Murong Ji put away the Qiankun Mirror and watched the refining of the Zhuxian Sword in the furnace. Now, if he wanted to carry more spiritual energy and evil spirits, he needed to find better materials.

This world seems to be restricted. The upper limit is so high, there is nothing we can do about it.

Murong Ji sighed softly, "Let's go as far as we can."

Close your eyes and continue practicing.

The next day at noon, Chen Duo came to the cave again, and Murong Ji gave her follow-up treatment. When he opened Chen Duo's abdomen, the skin that had been eroded by the poison had begun to fall off, and white and tender skin had grown back.

Murong nodded with satisfaction. The effect was quite good.

"Uncle Murong, I have melted all the poison into poisonous Qi." Chen Duo was a little proud, as if he was a little kitten waiting for praise.

Murong Ji rubbed her head, "Duo'er is awesome!"

After seeing Chen Duo off, Murong Ji's mood suddenly became bad again. Chen Duo's experience always made people feel sorry for her. If she was a normal child, her appearance would definitely be unparalleled.

No matter which school you join, you will be trained as a seed player, just like Zhang Lingyu.

Not long after, the phone rang again. Murong Ji turned it off directly, threw it aside, and continued to practice.

In the evening, Murong Ji was eating.

Qu Tong called. Before Qu Tong could speak, Murong Ji asked, "How is the matter I asked you to investigate going?"

Qu Tong giggled, the charming voice of the royal sister made people feel itchy in their hearts.

Murong Ji frowned slightly, and after a while, he heard Qu Tong say, "Husband, I'll send you the information about the Medicine Immortal Sect right away. But why are you interested in that Chen Duo?"

Murong Ji looked at the information carefully, and then replied: "The most powerful thing about the Medicine Immortal Sect is the method of selecting children. Every one of the forty-nine children has good appearance."

"They are all suitable for cultivation. This method seems to have been lost with the death of their high priest."

Qu Tong slowly stopped smiling and started to be serious. It was proved that Murong Ji had a sharp eye and everyone he liked was pretty good.

Over the years, the number of people under his command has continued to grow, and many of them have achieved breakthroughs with just his words, just like... just like a self-cultivation furnace.

Just some casual guidance can greatly help people improve their cultivation.

Qu Tong stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, looking at the city outside and listening to the sound of fingernails tapping on the phone screen on the other end of the phone.

(End of this chapter)