Chapter 230 Chapter 230
Chapter 230
The headquarters was really confused.
More than a hundred people escaped and now only three are left?
And these people are from the world of cultivation?
Why does this seem more and more outrageous the more I listen to it?
When the three of them saw it, they immediately started taking things out of their space bags.
"Master, this is the bowl they drugged us in. There is still some drug residue on it."
"Uncle Master, this is the wine glass they drugged us with."
"Brother, this is the torn window paper after they sprayed the drug into our room..."
The three Qi training stage masters called the young master uncle who was several dozen years younger than them without any burden. But the headquarters team did have some burden and looked extremely embarrassed when they called him that.
The captain looked at the three people in front of him who were taking out bowls and wine glasses in front of him, and even an entire window. His already overheated brain began to get a headache.
"Okay, okay, I believe it, I believe it, quickly take all these things back!"
The captain rubbed his solar plexus with a headache, and spoke to the three Qi training stage people in front of him.
He really didn't want to believe that such an outrageous thing was true, but the evidence presented made it impossible for him not to believe it.
However, after finally accepting this, a question suddenly popped up in his mind.
"What do these Qi training stage people want? What's so good about the mortal world?"
The headquarters really didn't understand, and the other cultivators around him didn't understand either.
The three Qi training stage cultivators said honestly, "It may be because the mortal world is very comfortable. They can live comfortably in the mortal world with their current cultivation level. They know that they have no hope of building a foundation, so they want to stay in the mortal world and live happily."
Upon hearing these words, the headquarters immediately showed their disappointment.
"Do cultivators still covet comfort and ease? That comfort is for the dead. Cultivating the truth is to go against the will of heaven. If they wait like this until their cultivation is exhausted, they will know what despair feels like."
The captain said with a dark face, seemingly teaching those who escaped a lesson from a distance, but in fact he was also warning the Qi training disciples in the team who had been restless in the past few days.
These Qi training disciples were short-sighted. They couldn't walk when they saw some low-grade talismans, and they lost face for no reason.
Fortunately, he was there to correct these problems.
Thinking of this, the annoyance on the captain's face disappeared, and he began to imitate his master's expression, making his fellow captains in the team subconsciously show disgusted expressions.
Fortunately, this expression only flashed by, and the captain continued to speak in a serious tone.
"Although the road of cultivation is hard, how can one reach the peak without hard work for the sake of the Great Dao? Moreover, temporary comfort does not mean a lifetime of happiness."
He paused and pretended to be profound and said, "Don't give up the path to immortality for the sake of a small profit."
After he finished speaking, the inner disciples behind him stood up in unison, clasped their fists and said respectfully, "We will follow the instructions of our senior brother and uncle!"
The captain turned around and was quite satisfied with the scene where everyone in front of him was being taught. He turned back and spoke to the trio in front of him in a seemingly kind manner.
"Do you remember this?"
Looking at the expressions of gratitude and enlightenment on the three people's faces, he suddenly felt a little proud. It seemed that he now had the demeanor of his master.
"I will definitely remember Uncle Master's teachings, but Uncle Master, what should we do now?"
This immediately made the headquarters stuck on the spot.
Yes, the problem of more than a hundred people escaping in the mortal world still needs to be resolved.
The commander-in-chief suddenly started to have a headache again. He really didn't want to deal with this kind of thing.
This kind of thing can be considered as defection at the most serious level, but at the most minor level, even if all the independent cultivators and a bunch of outer disciples died, they would not be able to defeat a single inner disciple with a single spiritual root.
But the key problem is here - these people can all die, but they cannot all run away!
The captain thought about it and couldn't help showing an irritated expression on his face. However, just when he couldn't help but want to send people to capture these people back, an inner disciple beside him reminded him seemingly inadvertently.
"Brother, this is a matter of great importance. Although I know that you are capable of handling this matter, it is still best to inform the headmaster. After all, is the mortal world really so attractive to cultivators?"
As soon as the inner sect disciple spoke, the general team, who had been like a headless fly just now, seemed to have found its backbone, and its chest straightened up immediately and spoke.
"You three should join my team first. It's not easy for you to come back. Fortunately, those people were restrained by our intimidation and didn't kill you. I will naturally protect you."
The three people in the Qi training stage were immediately grateful and said some exaggerated words, which made the headquarters very happy. The headquarters waved his hand and directly opened a single room for the three of them.
I turned around and went back to my room to ask my master for help.
——In order to prevent his coquettish and silly performance from being leaked, he also set up a soundproof barrier.
The other monks also returned to their rooms to practice.
No one looked at the three of them the entire time.
The three of them then realized that they had opened a separate room for them, probably because no one wanted to share a room with three people.
But the three of them really didn't mind.
There are so many things that can be done in a room with three people.
After the three of them entered the room and set up a soundproof barrier, they began to count their goods.
Although they wanted to return to the world of cultivation and still had hope for the path of cultivation, they also knew that this opportunity to make money was rare.
However, when they were counting the goods, they did not forget the cricket team behind them.
"The disciple of the Kongtian Sect's leader this time is really different from the previous one. The previous one almost had calculations written all over his face, but this one is easy to please."
Said a man in the Qi training stage with a mole between his eyebrows, looking a bit ruffian.
"After all, the previous leader of the Sky Sect died tragically, and the one who took over wanted to show off his abilities in front of the immortals. He has no self-control at all, so it's understandable that his disciples are like this - but it's also convenient for us."
Another middle-aged man in the Qi training stage said.
"That's true. By the way, I'm wondering why only the three of us want to return to the cultivation world. Are the remaining one hundred or so people really not planning to go back?"
The young man in the Qi training stage said this, with an extremely puzzled look in his eyes.
"How many people who are dedicated to the Great Dao do you think can undertake this mission? Many of them are cultivators who have given up cultivation and have no hope of building a foundation. However, the environment in the cultivation world forces them to fight and compete. Now that they have finally found a place where they can survive even if they have to play it safe, it would be strange if they didn't stay."
The middle-aged man said calmly: "Those of us who have been struggling at the bottom of the cultivation world for so long and still have hope for our own cultivation are the exception."
The young monk nodded as if he understood, but he still showed an excited smile on his face when he looked at the goods on the table.
The middle-aged man sighed deeply and looked at the goods in front of him, obviously not in high spirits.
In fact, he did not have any hope for the Great Dao, but he was one of the very few low-level cultivators who had a Taoist partner, and he and his Taoist partner had a child, and the child was gifted with dual spiritual roots with excellent talents.
Although the mortal world is very suitable for low-level cultivators like them, the training of children is still far inferior to that of the cultivation world.
So he had no choice but to go back.
Go back to that cannibalistic place, and expect his children to join a big sect.
The middle-aged monk sighed deeply again, put away the goods, and then went to bed obediently waiting for the next day's journey.
*
And the next day, the captain who had complained to his master "regrettably" announced to everyone that they had no way to teach those "cowardly" monks a lesson.
"The mission requested by the immortals is quite urgent. We'd better meet up with the Jindan-stage uncles as soon as possible."
Even though he could hardly suppress the expression of 'regret' on his face, no one present refuted him. Instead, they sighed with regret and flew quickly towards the coordinates given by the immortals.
Come on, who wants to play hide-and-seek with those escaped Qi training period in the mortal world! Working hard is what they should do, and there are no outer disciples to order them around, so how can they, the inner disciples, do such things?
With this idea in mind, these monks moved faster than rabbits.
This made it quite difficult for the three people in the Qi training stage to catch up.
But no one in the team noticed it. It’s not that they didn’t notice it, it’s just that they didn’t care.
They finally reached the end, and before they could catch their breath, they immediately arrived at the temple and where the third senior brother and the others were.
However, the third senior brother and his men quickly walked them through the process and then let go.
This caught the headquarters off guard.
But the reasons given by the third brother and his friends were quite normal.
"I have been waiting for more than a month. I have not completed the task and I have to apologize to my master and others. Moreover, there are two different statues after all. I am afraid that the immortals will blame me..."
The third brother said this worriedly, but his action of stuffing the statue into the space bag was quite firm.
This makes it difficult for the headquarters to stop him - how can they stop him?
Can he prevent these brothers from asking the master for apology, or can he allow the two statues to coexist peacefully?
He couldn't do any of them, so he could only send the person away with a dry smile, and then he fell into confusion.
Fortunately, the Feng Dynasty still had complete facilities for temples, which were major tax payers.
At least there are people dedicated to explaining the policies to those who, even though they have been taught some common sense, still don't know much about them.
However, the commander was impatient to hear this, so he chose to follow the way of the third senior brother and others.
Isn't it just renting a main seat in a side hall first, and then someone says a miracle has happened in a month? They are very professional in this regard.
This also led to the situation where the staff wanted to explain to them, but the team just listened with one ear and out the other, and even did not hear the key reminders clearly.
The staff member was quite helpless. He looked at the law enforcement recorder on his chest and finally reported the matter to his superiors reluctantly.
The leader was also straightforward and spoke with a wave of his hand.
"You have done enough, Xiao Li. For the rest of the time, we will change people every day to explain the policy to them. When these monks get angry, everyone will get a little consolation bonus."
This is the benefit of having ample local finances. Although the consolation bonus is not much, only one hundred cents, who wouldn’t be happy to get money after being wronged?
Of course, after this incident became a hot topic on the Fengchao version of Wanjietong, some people initially wanted to deliberately curse others to satisfy their own perverted psychology, but after a few people were caught and fined, these people became obedient.
But unfortunately, the monks have never looked down on these mortals, so it is naturally within the permitted range for leaders to seek some benefits for their subordinates.
And soon after a month, the original team still looked at these staff members proudly and prepared to renew the contract for another month, but their answer was...
"I'm sorry, but the deity you're worshipping didn't achieve its goal and needs to be moved to the shrine."
*
Seeing the apologetic look on the staff's face, the headquarters' originally smug expression suddenly froze, and the other inner disciples were also in disbelief.
Only a few monks who had listened to the entire process but whose implicit reminders were not taken seriously sighed deeply.
They knew that the headquarters would definitely fail in this matter!
While thinking about them, he lowered his head to avoid exposing his facial expression and becoming a punching bag.
After the team reacted, they immediately shouted angrily: "It is clear that our ancestor has appeared, and you are doing something shady!"
The staff member was not angry, but said seriously: "You must have not read the policy. Now temples and these religious statues are being severely cracked down. You brought your own gods here, and worshipped them yourself and said that the statues appeared. It was okay two months ago, but it is not allowed starting this month."
The head corps roared, "But you mortals didn't tell us!"
In this way, they can create a miracle on those believers by giving them money!
"In fact, we have already told you that."
The staff member still did not get angry. Instead, he took out a Wanjietong with a smile. It looked like a version for mortals. He clicked the play button on the video inside and then pointed the screen towards the headquarters.
"This is the footage captured by the law enforcement camera, which proves what we said, but you just didn't listen."
The staff member said with a professional smile.
But he smiled, and the team's heart was warm.
It was obvious that he couldn't bear the consequences of his own actions, so he chose to blame others.
Even the staff got hit by his elbow.
——Then the staff member fell to the ground and couldn't get up.
"...So in the end, this disciple of the leader of the Kongtian Sect was fined and then thrown into prison before he finally behaved himself?"
Mu Yuze, who had recovered, sat in the pavilion in the yard and talked to Master Qiao opposite him.
Beside him was the Emperor and Empress Beitian. Ever since Mu Yuze made that suggestion that day, the Emperor and Empress Beitian were sure that Mu Yuze was just a little paranoid and not crazy, so they finally let him get up from the bed.
As Master Qiao looked at the expressionless family of three, he broke out in a cold sweat.
Just by sitting there, the three of them had an invisible aura - not to mention that the Kongtian Sect had made another mistake this time.
Once again, a low-level monk escaped, and instead of doing things properly, he messed things up and ended up in jail.
Master Qiao felt something was not right just by listening to it.
"Why didn't he come and say it himself?"
Mu Yuze seemed to be just asking out of curiosity, but Sect Leader Qiao was sweating more and more as he spoke.
"Well, because the leader of the Kongtian Sect was so angry at his own disciple that his blood boiled and he is still in seclusion now."
"Oh, I'm afraid it's because you're afraid that you don't dare to come."
Mu Zheng complained casually, and Sect Leader Qiao suddenly became a little nervous, fearing that this person meant to settle accounts.
"Okay, we have no interest in you. We are just curious about how such things can be screwed up one after another."
Mu Yuze said.
Sect Leader Qiao also quickly informed Mu Yuze about the sudden crackdown that occurred more than a month ago.
"...It was a coincidence that we met when we came down to earth. Otherwise, this wouldn't have happened."
Master Qiao said helplessly.
Plans cannot keep up with changes. Who knew that the military strength of the mortal world was so high, and a targeted strategy was released a month ago.
So there are reasons for these two failures.
"No, it shouldn't be a coincidence. After all, the monks just happened to be discovered by a young and inexperienced county magistrate when they came to the mortal world. A month later, a new policy happened to be promulgated, which happened to be aimed at foreign beliefs..."
Mu Yuze tapped the white jade table in the pavilion one by one, pondered for a moment, and suddenly said with a smile.
"You are worthy of being my son."
Qiao Yan reacted immediately, but Mu Zheng and Sect Leader Qiao were a little confused.
What son? This person has a son in the mortal world?
"The little emperor's conspiracy came quickly. I guess there are other tricks waiting for me later."
Mu Yuze looked aside and spoke to Qiao Yan, who nodded, but with worry in her eyes.
Mu Zheng also reacted at this time and realized who the son was referring to.
He sighed and couldn't help but say, "What a pity, such a smart brain was born when you were in the mortal world. If he was born in the fairy world, his current status would not be so embarrassing."
Sect Leader Qiao suddenly stiffened all over, as if he heard a shocking gossip coming towards him.
For the first time, he interrupted the conversation rudely and said, "I wonder how we should deal with the next matter, Immortal?"
Mu Yuze looked at him meaningfully, but he was not angry. Instead, he said calmly, "The leader of the Kongtian Sect and his apprentice can be replaced. The matter of the statue is over. You can't beat them according to their rules."
Sect Leader Qiao nodded obediently and listened to Mu Yuze's words.
"But except for that disciple, everyone else will stay in the mortal world, and recruit a few Jindan and Yuanying stages to come down to the mortal world."
This made Master Qiao confused. Recruiting Yuanying and Jindan stages was not something the statue could do...
"Then let those Yuanying stage people go and capture Liu Fengchang. I will give them immortal weapons and try my best to ensure their safety."
Sect Leader Qiao’s eyes suddenly widened.
Then I got into a dilemma.
Although immortal weapons are very good, they are immortals after all. It is still too difficult for these Yuanying Sen*Late*Organization* Stage people to fight against higher levels even if they have props.
But that is a magical weapon.
Master Qiao thought about it in annoyance, and then prepared to mark these questions directly as questions and put them directly on the test paper.
After telling them in advance, these Nascent Soul stage cultivators should not be so reckless, and Sect Leader Qiao suddenly felt relieved.
But the next second he could no longer relax.
"By the way, we can't forget about Master Qiao either."
Mu Yuze rarely raised the corner of his mouth and looked at Master Qiao and said with a smile.
"Then I'll trouble Master Qiao to accompany me to the mortal world."
Master Qiao (pointing a finger at his face): Ah? I beat Liu Fengchang?
*
Fortunately, Mu Yuze finally explained everything clearly before leaving.
Master Qiao’s target is definitely not Liu Fengchang.
——But kidnapping your apprentice’s son isn’t a very glorious thing, right?
Although he is a godson, the child's biological mother, Liu Fengchang, is better hidden in the mortal world than brown rice falling into rice.
His fame...
It's a pity... I'm controlled by others.
Sect Leader Qiao stood in front of the palace and sighed for a while before he finally put on the airs of a monk and asked the guards beside him.
It’s not that he didn’t want to go in directly, but there was a barrier outside the palace, which was set up by someone unknown, and it directly blocked Master Qiao and the people in the Foundation Establishment and Qi Condensation stages behind him from entering the door.
The guard at the door was also alert. After seeing this group of sneaky people, he secretly called for reinforcements inside the palace.
However, just as the reinforcements arrived, they heard the middle-aged man who looked the most dignified in the team turn around and hand over a thousand paper cranes that clearly carried spiritual energy fluctuations and said.
"I wonder if this person can help me pass on a message?"
The palace guard looked at the letter in his hand warily but did not take it.
Until this middle-aged man introduced himself.
"I am the head of the Huanhai Sect in the cultivation world. I am here to help my disciple look after her son."
The guard suddenly shuddered and asked in a low voice: "What is your apprentice's name..."
"Bai Fenglin."
The guards rushed out immediately.
It took a while before Master Qiao was invited in.
He really wanted to invite her - he had even prepared a sedan chair carried by eight people.
Master Qiao was a little amused, but fortunately, things became much quieter after arriving at the imperial study.
Those cultivators in the foundation-building and Qi-training stages were not allowed to enter directly - the fact that Master Qiao was allowed in was already a sign that the Grand Tutor wanted His Majesty to see his mother's master.
Others? What if there's a spy among them?
Sect Leader Qiao had no idea what the Grand Tutor next to him was thinking. He was just looking at the young boy in front of him.
The little emperor had started to grow taller, and when he stood up his posture was like a crane, but he was not as arrogant as a crane - he still had the temper of a child.
"Welcome, Grandmaster! I wonder what message my mother asked Grandmaster to bring to me - she hasn't come to see me for two years."
Speaking of this, the little emperor was in a low mood and looked quite pitiful.
This made Master Qiao's original idea a little shaken.
But thinking about that person's left-handed sword...
Master Qiao hardened his heart and said.
"Your mother is very good, and she also found your father. This time it was your father who said he would take you to the world of cultivation."
Master Qiao said in a gentle voice.
He didn't notice that the old tutor next to him almost jumped up from his chair after hearing the word "father".
The little emperor gradually became happy.
"Master, are you telling the truth?"
Master Qiao nodded with a smile.
Then the little emperor seemed to be overly happy. He muttered that he wanted to give his father a gift and ran directly behind the desk.
——The next moment, the room was filled with brilliant light.
The soul-forbidden magic circle is activated.
The little emperor raised his head from behind his desk, and the smile on his face instantly turned cold.
"Grandmaster, my master told me something a long time ago." The little emperor said coldly as he looked at Master Qiao who was in a daze in the center of the forbidden spirit formation.
"My father never wanted me."
*
The little emperor's sudden change of attitude caught Master Qiao off guard.
Fortunately, he had a backup plan.
A cruel look suddenly appeared on Master Qiao's face. He barely relied on the magic weapon that Mu Yuze placed on him to resist the forbidden spirit formation. Then he reached out to grab the little emperor.
However, the little emperor was also very agile and escaped from the grasp of Master Qiao like a swimming fish.
Sect Leader Qiao was not discouraged. He turned around and saw the old tutor trying to escape.
He extended his hand towards the old tutor without hesitation.
Sure enough, the bright yellow figure immediately turned around and ran over.
Sect Leader Qiao flexibly changed his movements and grabbed the bright yellow figure by the neck.
"His Majesty!!!!"
The old tutor's voice was extremely shrill, but the little emperor, who was strangled by the neck and lifted into the air, was unable to answer him.
"Just listen to me, your father wants to see you but he won't kill you. Why do you have to resist..." Sect Leader Qiao said helplessly as he looked at the little emperor's struggle.
The little emperor tried to squeeze out a little sound from his strangled throat and said.
"...Well, maybe."
As the little emperor spoke, he touched the jade pendant around his waist.
The next moment, the jade pendant began to emit golden light and transformed into a golden rope that flew straight towards Sect Leader Qiao.
“Boom!” “Ahem!” “Your Majesty!”
Master Qiao ultimately failed to escape the attack of the golden rope, and the little emperor fell directly to the ground from mid-air and began to cough violently. The old tutor also rushed over and helped his majesty up.
"Your Majesty, my life is gone, how can you ..."
The old tutor was speaking with tears in his eyes, but the young emperor stopped him directly.
"Master, now is not the time to say this. I need to deal with my good master first."
The old tutor shut up immediately after hearing His Majesty's hoarse voice, and then watched His Majesty nod a few times behind the desk.
Then he saw a curtain of water appear in front of the desk.
——The one above is Han Jue!
"Injuried?"
The Snow-haired Pavilion Master frowned and said as he looked at the pinch marks on his apprentice's neck.
When he saw his master, the little emperor started to complain without hesitation. He told him everything that had just happened and even cried a few times to make it more serious.
"... Wuwuwu Master, he bullied me! I was being the emperor, and my mother's master came over and said that my father wanted to take me to the world of cultivation! I refused, and he beat me. He also beat me when I ran fast!"
"I couldn't help being caught by him. He almost strangled me to death! He also said that he was only taking me to see my father, but if my father really wanted me, why didn't he send someone to give me a pass to all realms?"
"Wuwuwu. And Master, you also said that my father never wanted me. He must have other purposes. Maybe he just wanted to kill this stain of mine. Master, my neck hurts so much, wuwuwu!"
The little emperor became more and more engaged in his speech, and his fake crying turned into real crying, while Sect Leader Qiao became more and more frightened as he listened.
Every word this little emperor said was pushing him to death.
He just wanted to speak, but the golden rope tied his mouth directly, and he couldn't speak at all.
The old tutor glared at Master Qiao, then turned to look at his own Majesty with a look of extreme heartache.
The Snow-haired Pavilion Master listened to his apprentice's sobbing until everything was made clear, and then his ethereal voice rang out.
"Did you hear it clearly?"
For a moment, the people present didn't know who the Snow Hair Pavilion Master was talking to, but he then stepped aside.
There turned out to be a water curtain behind the Snow-haired Pavilion Master.
On the water curtain, a young man in silver armor was slowly condensing a golden spear in his hand.
His expression was calm, but it was like the silence before a volcano erupting, which made people feel dangerous.
However, it was this young man who, when looking at the little emperor, suddenly became gentle in the eyes for a moment, but then turned around and became calm again.
Then he disappeared from the water curtain with his spear.
Only then did the Snow-haired Pavilion Master turn around and comfort the little emperor.
"Don't cry, you...your uncle has gone to help you get revenge."
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