Yue Lin was so frightened that he stood up suddenly and stammered, "How...outrageous!"
There was a small commotion at the scene.
It is impossible to say that everyone in the Tianxing Sect has no objection to Zhao Wuji's monopolization of power.
But.
But she has a good father!
With such a father around, no matter what, he can't be brought down.
In this situation, wouldn't it be like cutting off one's own escape route if one offended the headmaster?
Yun Jin is too impulsive.
etc……
It seemed that Tian Jianfeng had offended the headmaster a long time ago.
They have long since lost their way out.
The current situation is that the people in Tianjian Peak are barefoot, while the head master is the one wearing shoes.
Those who are barefoot are not afraid of those who wear shoes. Yun Jin has no worries at all.
On the high platform, Fang Mingyue glanced at Lin Ya.
He sat there calmly, without a look of surprise, as if he had already known what his little disciple wanted to do.
Fang Mingyue couldn't help but send a voice message: "Lin Ya, are you crazy?"
She and Lin Ya had no apparent friendship, but in private, she had secretly helped Tianjian Peak several times.
Lin Ya calmly asked, "Don't you think that the Tianxing Sect should change?"
Three months later.
He is about to lose his position as the peak master.
If he can still protect his disciples during these three months and let them do what they want, it can be considered that he has played a role.
Change is inevitable, but...
Fang Mingyue's lips trembled, and she finally stopped talking.
Zhao Wuji's cultivation level is not particularly high, and his interpersonal skills are even less so.
But why is it that no matter how many stupid things he does, no one can shake his position?
Fang Mingyue sighed.
The four holy places!
This is the holy land in the hearts of all immortal cultivators, and it is also the four sharp swords lying over their heads!
Below the holy land, we are all ants. This statement is not just a casual remark.
As long as the father is around, no matter how great the crime is, what can it do to Zhao Wuji?
If protest really worked, they wouldn't have remained silent for so many years.
It is too naive for Yun Jin, a disciple, to want to shake Zhao Wuji.
Although she knew it was impossible, Fang Mingyue inexplicably felt a hint of anticipation in her heart.
This Yunjin is a very peculiar disciple.
She has only been in the sect for a short time, but she has already created so many miracles.
If... she could really stir up some waves in this stagnant Tianxing Sect, then...
Can people like them also add fuel to the fire?
There are many people who want to resist Zhao Wuji.
What is lacking now is someone who can ignite the first flame.
Yunjin, could it be that person?
In the main hall.
Yun Jin looked directly at Yue Lin and spoke slowly, "The sect rules clearly state that each peak's spiritual fields are to be cultivated by each peak, and the profits belong to each peak. However, the sect leader has used a small trick like monopolizing the planters to scoop up most of the spiritual plant profits for himself. Is this really right? Are you all really willing to accept this?"
Zhao Wuji sneered and stood still.
Arguing with a junior is completely degrading, so naturally someone will speak up for him.
Huo Lie couldn't sit still any longer. He said sternly, "Yun Jin, without the Sect Master's help, the spiritual fields of other peaks wouldn't be able to be cultivated. So, what's wrong with the Sect Master taking more of the profits? Isn't that only natural?"
Yun Jin laughed: "First, they monopolize all the disciples with planting talents, and then let these disciples help everyone plant spiritual fields? This is called helping?"
Before Huo Lie could speak, Yun Jin continued, "Master Huo Feng, I know you and the Sect Master have a very close relationship, but I really want to ask you a question. Are you willing to be so close to him, or are you forced to do so? After all, as an alchemist, you are most dependent on spiritual plants. If you could plant and harvest spiritual plants independently, why would Master Huo Feng have to beg for spiritual plants every time?"
Huo Lie's expression suddenly changed slightly.
Yunjin's words hit the target.
It’s good that he is a fifth-grade alchemist, and it’s also good that he is the master of a peak.
These titles are very famous if they are put out there.
But.
He is really too old.
He is nearly a thousand years old this year and has only just managed to reach this level.
Even if a person like him has a high realm, the Holy Land will not even look at him.
If he went to a superior sect or a super sect, he would not be able to become the peak master, and at most he could only be a deacon.
Huo Lie's future seemed to be clear at a glance, but he still had ambitions.
He wanted to become a sixth-grade alchemist.
That requires repeated practice, better recipes, and lots and lots of spiritual plants.
And all of this can only be given to him by Zhao Wuji.
Rather than saying it was an active choice, it would be more accurate to say that he had no choice but to choose Zhao Wuji.
"You...you..." Huo Lie wanted to refute, but he couldn't speak for a long time.
Zhao Wuji's eyes turned slightly colder.
"Yun Jin!" Long Yi saw that something was wrong and immediately scolded: "Speculating about your elders like this, this is your upbringing at Tianjian Peak!"
If I can't win the argument with reason, I can only talk about seniority.
Zhao Wuji also spoke calmly, "Long Yi, there's no need to bother with the younger generation. Yun Jin, let me tell you, this position of planter master is not something I deliberately monopolize. Fifth-rank planter master Ma Hongyu is my disciple. Other disciples who want to become planters naturally want to receive teachings and have become my disciples. This is not intentional on my part, but a natural result."
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