After a month, the impact of the human hunting case on the Yunyang Sect gradually subsided.
As a result, the layout of Yunshan City and the outer sect of Yunyang Sect has undergone great changes.
And for such changes.
The low-level monks in the sect and the casual cultivators from outside the realm basically hold a positive attitude.
A group of high-ranking Masters from the Purple Mansion fell. The normally domineering Xiu Erdai went to the evil killing platform. The outer sect main hall was cleaned from top to bottom. The disciples in the punishment hall and the guard hall were no longer arrogant...
The most important thing is that many old customs and regulations have been abolished, giving everyone some real benefits.
Not much though.
But there is happiness only when there is contrast.
Work hard!
Naturally, the entire sect showed a prosperous atmosphere.
As a result, the prestige of leader Ji Guantao has reached an unprecedented peak.
Everyone praised and worshiped him.
Some foolish men and women even secretly offered Ji Guantao’s longevity tablet at home!
However, there were also a few shady people who secretly slandered Ji Guantao for setting up a trap to eliminate dissidents, eliminate the influence of the previous leader, and kill pigs to enrich themselves.
No one believes such slanderous words.
Anyone who spreads rumors will be beaten to death!
There was a time when the Yunyang sect, both inside and outside, had the same hatred against the Guiyuan sect, the mastermind behind the mass murder case.
The calls for war are getting louder and louder.
But the higher-ups obviously have no intention of provoking a sectarian war at this time.
Therefore, this trend fades quickly as it rises.
When midsummer arrives, the spiritual cultivators of the outer sect are busy in the spiritual fields, looking forward to the harvest at the end of summer.
Everyone's life has completely returned to calm, and there is more hope.
This morning, Wang Chen came to the Jiawu Guardhouse.
Jiawu Guardhouse is more than a hundred miles away from Wang Chen's home, much further than Yunshan City.
He took out fifty broken souls to pack a carriage and rode there.
The carriage stopped at the door of a house, and Wang Chen jumped out of the car with a gift.
He stepped forward and patted the courtyard door.
"Who is it?"
After a while, a tough-looking young man opened the door and looked at Wang Chen with curious eyes: "Who are you looking for?"
Wang Chen asked politely: "Is Mr. Tu at home?"
The tiger-headed boy turned around and shouted loudly: "Grandpa, someone is looking for you!"
"Invite him in."
A rough voice came from inside.
So the tiger-headed boy opened the door and said, "Come in."
When Wang Chen came to the main room carrying large and small bags, he saw an old man with a heavy back and muscular waist sitting on the Taishi chair, using a sharp dagger to cut the ham slices on the table to drink.
His beard and hair are all white, but he is powerful and powerful. He must have been a strong warrior in his youth!
Wang Chen saluted the other party and said: "Junior Wang Chen, meet Mr. Tu!"
"Wang Chen?"
Mr. Tu put down his dagger and scratched his head in confusion: "I don't think I've seen you before."
Wang Chen explained: "This junior is from the Yishi Guardhouse. I took the liberty to come to the door today. Please forgive me for any rudeness."
"cough!"
Mr. Tu waved his hand: "We are all guests here. Let's sit down and talk. You don't have to be so polite. It makes my head hurt."
Wang Chen chuckled and placed the two jars of spiritual wine and two packages of candies and pastries he had brought on the table.
He sat on the guest seat next to him.
Mr. Tu took a look at the gift Wang Chen brought, blinked his eyes and said, "Little friend Wang, I, Mr. Tu, am a happy person. If you have any questions, just tell me."
Wang Chen said directly: "Master Tu, I would like to ask you to take me into the industry."
This Tu Er Ye is a well-known butcher in the Jiawu Guards, and his ability to kill monsters is considered outstanding.
The A-5 Guardhouse is the place where the most monsters are raised in the outer gate area!
Cultivation of immortality and various arts, animal husbandry and slaughtering are also among them.
There are one hundred thousand outer disciples of the Yunyang Sect, and there are many monks engaged in farming, weaving, fishing and animal husbandry, and they are divided into regions.
For example, in the Yishi Guardhouse where Wang Chen is located, most of them are Ling Zhifu who cultivates white jade rice.
There are also Lingzhifu in Jiawu Guardhouse.
What they grow is pasture fodder to supply local livestock farmers.
There is also a large-scale slaughterhouse in Jiawu Health Station, which is one of the sources of monster meat sold in Yunshan City!
Although the meat of domesticated monsters does not contain spiritual power and blood as compared to its wild counterparts.
But the advantage is that the meat is plump and tastes good, and the price is relatively cheap.
It is also very popular among monks.
Wang Chen didn't become a butcher because he was greedy for meat, and he had no intention of changing his career.
He wanted to see if he could quickly gain a lot of moral points through this method!
It's been a while since my eighteenth birthday.
Ludfang did not appear again.
It was as if the huge threat he once brought to Wang Chen was just the latter's illusion.
But Wang Chen did not let down his guard because of this, and still worked tirelessly to improve his strength.
During this period, in addition to practicing hard skills, he was also constantly refreshing the levels of his spell skills.
Several spells were promoted to the master level by Wang Chen!
But a new problem appeared.
His virtue points are about to be used up!
In fact, the skill Wang Chen wants to improve most is Geng Gold Finger.
This spell, combined with the Ruyi Golden Needle, has the strongest killing power and is most suitable for sneak attacks on Yin people.
However, the Geng Gold Index has been added twice before, and the third time is estimated to require 100 points of human virtue.
Currently stuck at the peak of Dacheng level and unable to break through.
Under such circumstances, Wang Chen wanted to take a shortcut.
He had been to the Jiawu Guard Station once before and had inquired about all aspects of the situation before he came to visit the famous old butcher in front of him.
Speaking of which, Wang Chen had the idea of becoming an executioner before.
Brush the heaven power.
As a result, I inquired.
I don't meet the conditions at all.
Becoming the executioner of the execution hall is not someone you can dream of.
First of all, you must be a monk in the Penal Hall. You must be over thirty years old, have a wife and children, and have a clean family background. Those who have entered Taoism through martial arts are preferred.
Wang Chen couldn't match any of them, so he naturally ran out of ideas.
In contrast, it is much more feasible to sneak into a slaughterhouse and kill monsters to increase one's moral character.
The premise is that Wang Chen can deal with the old man in front of him!
Tu Er Ye was the handler in the slaughterhouse of Jiawuwei Station. It is said that his ancestors had made a living in this way, and even changed their surnames, which is the true origin of family education.
In addition, Wang Chen also wanted to learn some skills and experience in dealing with monsters.
Maybe you can use it in the future!
"You want to be a butcher?"
Upon hearing Wang Chen's request, Mr. Tu frowned and said in embarrassment, "I'm sorry, our Tu family's craftsmanship has always been passed down from son to son but not from daughter to daughter."
"Unless you become my son-in-law!"
As he said that, he looked at Wang Chen seriously with a professional look: "Well, my sister is a good match for you."
"Wow!"
As soon as Tu Erye finished speaking, the tiger-headed boy playing next to him immediately shouted in surprise: "Is my little aunt finally getting married? That's great!"
Wang Chen immediately stood up, clasped his fists and saluted, "Junior, I still have something to do, so I'll take my leave!"
