It is the spiritual pillar of all the disciples of Xiaoyao Sect!
䀴Now, the spiritual pillar has collapsed!
"Alas, dreams are like the flame of a dying candle, souls are like the fragility of broken cotton, thoughts are like hands in scattered sand, and ideas are like floating duckweed. I have been bound by sorrow for a long time. In half of my life, I have thrown away my youth and separated my loved ones..."
Xu Jinghong, holding the statue of Xiuzhi, was inspired.
This is the state when the spiritual support collapses. He is an experienced person and can naturally understand the feeling of the people in the Xiaoyao Sect.
"Wow, Senior Xu, you make me want to cry again..." Lin Yuyu thought it was fine at first, but when Xu Jinghong recited a poem, she entered into it and suddenly felt her nose sore.
Having too much empathy is a sin.
"Alright, alright, it's just that he's dead, there's still hope for his resurrection, stop crying!"
Chen Yi shook his head and shouted softly, waking up the unconscious Huo Hai and Luo Wutan.
Huo Hai's pupils slowly focused, and when he got the hint, he immediately crawled forward, kowtowed and bowed:
"Your Excellency, is there still hope? What do you want me to do? As long as I can save the ancestor Lingxiu, you can ask me to do whatever you want. It doesn't matter if you remove my position as the leader of the sect. I will just do the menial work. Just don't kick me out of Xiaoyao Sect!"
Luo Wutan said nothing, but just followed behind, kowtowing and praying frantically.
Chen Yi asked leisurely, "Even if it means giving up your Nascent Soul cultivation, are you willing to do so?"
Huo Hai thought without hesitation: "The younger generation is incompetent and has exhausted our ancestors. If I can use my years of hard work to restore the ancient ancestor in exchange for Xiaoyao Sect becoming great again, I am willing to do it!"
"Me too!" Luo Wutian said righteously.
For people like them, the sect's honor is above everything else!
That's why dealing with them is so difficult.
They are all people of faith. You can kill their bodies but you cannot kill their stubborn will.
"Tuo!"
Chen Yi nodded slightly, then raised his hand and pointed, and Huo Hai's body and the infant melted away instantly, leaving only a spirit floating in the same place.
Just when Huo Hai thought he was about to be executed heroically.
A beam of bright light suddenly descended from the sky, illuminating his mind, and finally leaving a special mark on the center of his eyebrows, making his illusory mind solid again.
Huo Hai felt very subtle at that time, warm and hot, just like being soaked in a hot spring, with the refreshing feeling rushing from the soles of his feet straight to his head.
After a moment, he opened his eyes again, and everything he saw seemed different from before, yet nothing seemed different.
The scenery is still the same, without any change, except for the presence of a wisp of special Qi that was previously invisible to the naked eye.
Luo Wutan next to him was surrounded by green Qi with a slight bluish tint. Based on the information input from the mark between his eyebrows, it can be inferred that this person was an Infant Cultivator. Because he was blessed with some special luck, his green Qi had a hint of bluish, and there was a possibility that he would be promoted to a God Transformation Cultivator.
This is just the most basic information, there is more advanced content being analyzed.
Luo Wutian, 38 years old, a cultivator in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul, with a monthly salary of 900,000 spirit stones. His personal material reserves are estimated to be 3 kilograms of cyan quality, 5 kilograms of green quality, 91 tons of yellow quality, 9 tons of blue quality, and 50 kilograms of white quality...
Note: One pound of white quality materials can support three adult humans for a week, one pound of blue quality materials can support ten adult humans plus three two-pound beasts for a month, one pound of yellow quality materials can support ten adult humans plus fifty five-pound creatures for a year, and one pound of green quality materials can support a thousand people...
Not a buddy?
Luo Wutan, are you so rich?
Your resource reserves alone can support about 10 million people for a year?
How much of the people's money have you exploited?
wrong!
Luo Wutian was quite frugal and poor in his daily life. He always received his salary honestly. Various cultivation resources were also distributed by the sect. He only saved them when he couldn't consume them all. There was basically no possibility of corruption, so...
It is my Xiaoyao Sect that is exploiting the people's blood and sweat?!
The resources monopolized every year may be just a sparse amount for the monks, but for the lower class, they are life-saving rations? !
Oh no, I’ve become a bad guy!
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