Qingling Punishing Heart

Chapter 184 Yuqing Pill Tomb
The four disciples picked up the sticks and started writing on the ground one after another.After finishing writing one after another, the four of them looked at each other's writing and couldn't help but glance at each other.

Bukit scanned the ground and found that all four of them had written the same two words:
Xiuxian.

The answer without any suspense is the common goal of everyone who comes to Kunlun to seek Taoism.However, although they all wrote the same two characters, the thoughts of the four people when writing were not the same.

Wu Ji glanced over the four of them, and asked, "Tell me, why do you want to cultivate immortals?"

"Do you still need to ask?" Guo Han felt that this question was ridiculous, stood up excitedly and said, "Protoss? Huh! Demons? Cut! Ghosts? Bah! When I become a fairy, these are just floating clouds! Xuan Qingjiu Realm, supreme mad power! Let's see how this young master kills all directions! If you live, you will kill a happy world! Drunk lying on the lap of a beauty, wake up and take power in the world! If the earth betrays me, I will destroy the earth! If the sky provokes me, I will break the sky! Hahahaha! Shake the sky!"

Guo Han pointed to the sky and shouted to the sky, the more he talked, the more excited he became, the more the other three disciples found it more funny.

However, Wu Ji did not smile, and said indifferently: "Han Er, your thinking is quite similar to when I was young."

Su Ji felt that this did not seem to be a positive evaluation, but Guo Han was proud of it, proudly looked down on the other three colleagues, and sat back on the ground proudly.

Wu Ji continued to ask: "Ling'er, why do you want to cultivate immortality?"

Jiang Ling replied: "I want to cure my congenital ills, and then go to the rivers and lakes, slay demons and demons, save the people from fire and water, calamity..."

The voice stopped abruptly, and Jiang Ling bowed his head and stopped talking.

Su Ji smiled slightly, knowing that she wanted to say "robbing the rich and helping the poor", but she swallowed the words again.

Wu Ji looked at the mountains in the distance, his thoughts fluctuated, and he said slowly: "I remember the white wolf who said something similar to you back then."

Jiang Ling raised his head, looked at Wu Ji who was lost in memory, and blinked.

"Master!" Niu Zhu asked impatiently, "Can I speak?"

Wu Ji came back to his senses, smiled and nodded.

Niu Zhu puffed up his chest and said, "When I learn to fly, the first thing I do is to fly back home and fly twenty laps in the sky with my big gallop!"

Jiang Ling asked curiously: "Da Ben...who are you?"

"Da Ben is not a human being, it is my family's cow. It grew up with me." Niu Zhu showed a look of "missing the old cow". Talk. If I become a fairy who can fly around, I must swim all over the mountains and rivers, and pick the best grass in the world to feed Daben. I ride Daben every day, singing folk songs, in the green bamboo forest What a joy to walk about freely!"

"Hmph! No prospect." Guo Han turned his head with a look of disdain.

Jiang Ling glanced at Niu Zhu: "What do you think is all about Niu and yourself?"

Wu Ji smiled and said: "Ling'er, if everyone can take care of themselves, the world will be peaceful. Ah Niu's mind is peaceful and uncontested, which is very rare. Ordinary people want to live a long life, they must return to simplicity and follow nature If monks want to live forever, they must pursue Taoism to follow nature, so that they can tolerate and be omnipotent.”

Su Ji bowed his head in thought, remembering that he had read seven unheard-of schools of thought on the Good Fortune Jade Tablet, which contained profound wisdom.He didn't fully understand it at the time, but now that he thinks back on the "Taoist" thought, he advocates quietness and inaction, and respects nature. This idea coincides with the way of life Niu Zhu advocated just now.

At this time, the eyes of the three disciples next to him were all on Su Ji.

Looking at Su Ji who lowered his head in thought, Wu Ji asked, "What about you?"

Su Ji paused for a moment and replied, "I want to take my fate into my own hands, protect and save the important people around me."

"You don't want to go against the sky?"

"My life is up to me, what has it to do with God?"

"You don't want to get rid of demons?"

"Monsters have good and evil, learn from them with your heart, and have a clear conscience."

Wu Ji frowned slightly, "What you want to do seems easy, but it is actually very difficult."

"Disciple understands." Su Ji looked directly into Wu Ji's eyes, "Even if a person can destroy the world, kill demons and demons, sometimes he still can't help himself, otherwise the two apprentices before the master would not die."

The other three disciples couldn't help showing surprise, feeling that Su Ji's words were quite serious.

Wu Ji's face darkened, "So, you want to do something that a teacher can't do?"

"The disciple is doing it..." Su Ji pondered for a moment, and said: "This time I came to Kunlun, the disciple is to ask the White Wolf King Neidan to save his disciple."

Jiang Ling was extremely shocked, unexpectedly he would take the initiative to tell the purpose of this place!
Guo Han rolled his eyes and suddenly said: "Oh... I understand. You are here to steal!"

Niu Zhu said in astonishment: "Third Junior Brother, you..."

Bukit asked, "Why should I give it to you?"

Su Ji replied: "Qing Li bewitched the emperor's heart, and the White Wolf King entered the palace to eliminate harm, trying to save the common people, but unfortunately died. Although life is precious in immortality, death is not the end. If the dead monk is willing to use the inner alchemy to save the life of the living, not only Not sacrificing in vain, but also obeying the sky and responding to others, the merit is immeasurable!"

Bukit didn't respond.

The other three disciples looked at each other with different expressions, and no one spoke.

After a long silence, Wu Ji still didn't make a statement, just waved his hand lightly.

After a while, a fog-shrouded attic appeared in the distance, floating slowly like a mirage, and slowly stopped beside the five masters and apprentices.

Su Ji and Jiang Ling took a closer look, only to see that it was the alchemy room that moved yesterday.

With a creaking sound, the antique vermilion door slowly opened, and a strong aura rushed over.

"Come with me."

Wu Ji didn't give too much explanation, but just led the four disciples into the alchemy room, and then closed the door tightly.

Jiang Ling glanced back at the closed door, and couldn't help frowning. He had already seen that there was a restriction on the door, so he must not be able to get out easily.

Su Ji looked around, and saw that the alchemy room didn't look big from the outside, but it was surprisingly spacious inside, and the intricate corridors were like a maze.

Wu Ji walked forward on his own, and was about to disappear at the end of the corridor.

"Go!" Niu Zhu ran quickly, and the other three disciples looked at each other, nodded slightly, and followed Wu Ji's footsteps.

Following Wu Ji through the staggered corridors, Su Ji smelled a strong smell of medicinal materials. If he guessed correctly, the closed stone gates around him should be places for storing elixir, and the quantity is extremely large.

Bukit came to the center of the corridor.

The footsteps of the disciples gradually slowed down. In front of them was a room with a plaque hanging on the top, with four large characters written on it:

Yuqing Danzhong.

Jiang Ling's heart skipped a beat. As the name suggests, "Danzhong" is a place where dead monks' inner alchemy is stored.

"Come in." Wu Ji greeted, and walked into Danzhong first.

The moment Jiang Ling followed in, his expression changed suddenly, and he saw a teenage Taoist priest in white standing motionless inside.

Su Ji recognized at a glance that the little Taoist priest in white was the disciple of the legendary Lianhua Shanren, the child who knelt and died at the gate of the mountain that day begging for inner alchemy!
"You...you're not dead?" Jiang Ling murmured, with a frightened expression as if he had seen a ghost!
The little Taoist priest in white stood there motionless like a puppet, without blinking his eyes.

Wu Ji explained: "The two masters and apprentices under the gate of the Golden Light Cave in Qianyuan Mountain died not long ago at the hands of Jiejiao. This little Taoist is the lotus root man who was given to me by Lianhua Sansheng, and he was made according to his apprentice's appearance when he was alive. "

Su Ji suddenly realized that Wu Ji used the lotus root man to pretend to be dead in front of the mountain gate in order to prevent many people from asking for the inner alchemy.

Jiang Ling looked around, and saw wooden frames of various sizes all around, and each wooden frame was filled with pill boxes, some were faintly glowing, and some were covered with dust.

Su Ji's gaze scanned the surrounding wooden frames, presumably these flickering alchemy boxes contained inner alchemy.

Wu Ji moved the five fingers of his left hand slightly, and the little Taoist priest in white moved immediately, took a pill box from the wooden stand, and slowly opened it in front of the four disciples...

The four disciples stared intently, and saw a faintly glowing elixir in the elixir box, and the staggered white elixir patterns were faintly visible.

Jiang Ling knew how to judge the time when the master of the inner alchemy died from the light of the inner alchemy. The darker the light, the longer the death of the master of the inner alchemy.Judging from the light emitted, she felt that the owner of this inner alchemy should have passed away not long ago.

Su Ji's heart beat faster, and he already guessed what the elixir was, but he was not sure what it meant when Wu Ji showed him this.
"Is this..."

Wu Ji looked at Su Ji, "That's right, this is White Wolf King Neidan."

(End of this chapter)