Dedicate One's Mind - Chapter 120
However, sun Zhijie specializes in airway, and the power of divine soul and spiritual knowledge is not strong. The clothes evolved are very simple. Anyone who is a foundation monk can see that sun Zhijie’s clothes are evolved from Reiki.
But Sun Zhijie has no choice. He doesn’t think Wu Yi will let him go back to the cave to change his clothes, so he has to make do with it, but he hates Wu Yi in his heart.
Wu Yi did not stop sun Zhijie’s move to evolve his clothes. A monk can be killed and not humiliated. A monk has his own pride. If he urges too much, sun Zhijie says he can’t fight with death. Although he is not afraid, there is no need to have more branches.
When sun Zhijie has roughly evolved, but he seems dissatisfied and needs to continue to revise, Wu Yi can’t help coughing slightly.
Sun Zhijie’s body was stiff. He raised his hand and slowly put it down. He smiled and said, “Wu Yi, oh no, younger martial brother, those Taoist friends of Fengcheng Taoist temple are in a hurry. We’d better go as soon as possible.”
Wu Yi glanced at Sun Zhijie. At this time, he was still clinging to the title and wanted to suppress him with those people of Fengcheng Taoist temple. He was too blind and didn’t know who gave him confidence.
When Wu Yi saw him, sun Zhijie didn’t dare to see Wu Yi again. He thought: when you see the Taoist friends of Fengcheng Taoist temple, what do you do?
Sun Zhijie leads the way, but even if Wu Yi doesn’t want him to lead the way, he knows where. Looking at the direction of each disciple, it is obviously Mingdao peak. There is no doubt that in Liucheng Yidao view, except Mingdao peak has the qualification to entertain guests, other peaks don’t have this qualification.
All the disciples who didn’t shut up came. After all, each Taoist temple pays attention to clean cultivation and rare intersection. Every disciple fades out of the bird on weekdays. It’s rare for other Taoist temples to visit. Naturally, they are very positive. Besides, the people in Fengcheng Taoist temple suddenly came. Why are the disciples so curious that they want to know the result.
On Mingdao peak, except for the disciples, the servants and warriors are not qualified to enter, so there are rare people walking all the way. However, once a disciple sees Wu Yi and sun Zhijie, he will consciously stand on one side and wait for them to go first. This is not only the reason that the foundation building friars have better feet, but also reflects the dignity and inferiority.
The disciples saw the different expressions of Wu Yi and sun Zhijie. They didn’t know the inside story. They talked privately and guessed all kinds of strange things, which made sun Zhijie blush and quicken his pace.
Wu Yi smiled to himself, but he also accelerated the speed and didn’t fall behind. Only when he and sun Zhijie came out together can they play a deterrent role to the greatest extent. Sun Zhijie’s downfall shows his authority. The provincial people talk with those people in Fengcheng Taoist temple. The cultivation world still respects strength. If they know Wu Yi’s cultivation strength, how dare they treat him so lightly.
If they don’t do it, it’s over. Wu Yi will never leave future trouble, so that they don’t dare to find their own trouble in the future.
At the top of the peak, all the disciples gathered outside the Mingxin hall. There were about thirty or forty. In addition to their own Taoist disciples, there were also some fresh faces. It seemed that they were the disciples of Fengcheng Taoist temple. Wu Yi also saw the familiar Wang Erlang, but the son of an aristocratic family who was not able to live for a lifetime did not even dare to look at Wu Yi after understanding Wu Yi’s accomplishments.
When the disciples stood outside the hall, Wu Yi naturally understood where the foundation builders were. He walked to the Mingxin Hall of the main hall and ignored the complicated eyes of the disciples around him. There were curiosity, envy and schadenfreude in their eyes, but more people still hid their thoughts in the bottom of their hearts without expression.
The people in the hall knew that Wu Yi was on the road, but they all sat high in futons, as quiet as Mount Tai, and had no intention of welcoming Wu Yi. However, when sun Zhijie entered the hall and returned to his position, everyone present changed slightly.
Sitting at the top is not Wang chuchen. If Wang chuchen’s status appears in the presence at this time, it is said that he should not be criticized as bullying the small, but Wang chuchen’s absence does not mean that Wang chuchen’s influence disappears.
In fact, Li Gu, who was sitting at the top of the table at this time, always appeared in the eyes of everyone with Wang chuanchen’s confidant. Although his accomplishments were not the highest, he was not satisfied by the tiger skin of Wang chuanchen. Even if they were dissatisfied, they didn’t dare to show it.
Wu Yi looks around. In addition to the familiar faces in the Taoist temple, there are five monks whose faces are unfamiliar. The Fengcheng Taoist temple has five foundation building monks because of this. This battle is too big. Wu Yi suddenly understands why Sun Zhijie had no fear before.
What Wu Yi doesn’t know is that in fact, only three of the five foundation building friars are really from Fengcheng Taoist temple, including naturally the two foundation building friars calculated by Wu Yi when stealing the moon heart flower that day. They can even be said to be the protagonists. The other two were invited by Fengcheng Taoist temple when they heard that the name of yuexinhua was invited.
As soon as Liucheng saw, there were a little more base building friars, sitting on both sides, basically forming a balance of power.
Seeing Wu Yi’s arrival, Li Gu nodded slightly, opened today’s topic and said, “younger martial brother, the Taoist friends of Fengcheng Taoist temple said that you stole the treasure they painstakingly cultivated. Is that so?”
“Wow.” the disciples outside the hall heard the speech and exclaimed. Although they guessed that the people of Fengcheng Taoist temple came here for Wu Yi, the guess was a guess, and it became a fact. How can they not be surprised.
“Be quiet.” Li Gu’s face was heavy and his words were like a bell. The disciples listening outside the hall immediately felt their eardrums tremble and their blood roll, so they were scared to silence one after another.
Such a straightforward hint is almost explicit. Wu Yi is not so stupid that he doesn’t know how to answer. He bites off: “I haven’t heard of their treasures. I think it’s Fengcheng Dao’s love treasure. I’m a little confused.”
It’s very impolite, but the people of Fengcheng Taoist temple came here to force Wu Yi to hand over the moon heart flower. Where can Wu Yi have a good face to show them? If the enemy invades me, I will be a prisoner. Only by unswervingly fighting for every inch of land can they dispel their delusion.
The disciples outside the door heard Wu Yi’s words. Although they had been warned by Li Gu before, they couldn’t help laughing and looked very harsh. But to everyone’s surprise, Li Gu didn’t seem to hear it. His attitude was self-evident.
One of the two foundational friars who was calculated by Wu Yi felt humiliated and didn’t want to be grasped by Liucheng’s one-way view. He got up and said sternly: “you are the only one in Nanjun who keeps ghosts. If you didn’t do it, who else would do it.”
Wu Yi said with a smile, “I’m the only one in the world who keeps ghosts, but Wu doesn’t dare to claim it like this. It’s possible that all the things that ghost practitioners do should be planted on me, which is too worthy of me.” Wu Yi’s words are solemn and harmonious. Many monks can’t help blushing, for fear they can’t help laughing.
The monk who spoke was run by Wu Yi. You kept talking and his body trembled. Wu Yi was sure that he would kill himself if he were not in the hall now.
Another person of Fengcheng Taoist temple stood up, his face was solemn and his body was tall and straight, which made people dare not offend easily. His left hand pressed the previous Friar’s shoulder and whispered in his ear. Although he couldn’t hear what they said, he couldn’t guess those things. Wu Yi didn’t care to eavesdrop.
Under the appeasement of the solemn friar, the friar who built the foundation dispelled his anger and sat back in the futon.
Monk Shen Su looked at Wu Yi and said word by word, “I heard you went to the north section of Cangwu mountain before?”
“Yes, I don’t know.” Wu Yi made a surprised gesture, mischievous and joking.
Monk Shen Su’s face was stiff. Accustomed to the style of a gentleman, he had never seen Wu Yi’s doctrine of taking things. He switched roles arbitrarily. He couldn’t help looking at GE Linming and his face was slightly angry.
Ge Linming saw his eyes and knew he had to say a few words, otherwise it would be more embarrassing to be asked to speak face to face.
“You did say so before the Lord.”
“Where is it? Who else heard it? What evidence do you have besides my words?” Ge Linming was amazed by Wu Yi’s series of rogue words, and others in the hall were shocked. They couldn’t bear to listen.
“In the Lord’s cave, the LORD was –” then Ge Linming stopped immediately. Could he ask Wang chuchen to testify and joke? It’s not easy to force Wang chuchen away in the name of bullying the small. Do you want to invite him back? Wang chuchen scoundrels get up and greedy for ink, yuexinhua. What’s the use of their dissatisfaction. Wang chuchen is not their level.
Wu Yi’s words were suddenly cold. No one at the scene knew how to respond. It was impossible for Wang chuanchen to invite him back. Wu Yi should have really said those words to Wang chuanchen before, but what if he understood from the bottom of his heart? Wu Yi hid in the mountain gate, and they had no choice.
“I saw him when I was cleaning up. At that time, he promised to stay away from here, but he should not leave in the end. Instead, he sent ghosts to plot against the guru and stole the treasure.” a voice came from outside the hall.
Wu Yi looks up and sees that it is the familiar Wang Erlang. He smiles at him. Although Wang Erlang is afraid, he is still stable and does not retreat compared with the return he has received.
Ge Linming was also fanning the flames and said, “by the way, you mentioned that you had met the disciples of Fengcheng Taoist temple in your conversation with the Lord.”
People’s eyes turned to Wu Yi, as if Wu Yi had no way out at this time, waiting to see Wu Yi’s good play.
“What else can you say?” said the monk in a cold voice.
“I have evidence.” Wu Yi’s evil spirit smiled. Just after his voice fell, a dark wind rose in the hall. Even friar Zhuji felt a cold in his body and looked at Wu Yi in surprise.