While suppressing Li Piaoxue's magic weapon with his might, Mu Jin looked down at the god-transforming cultivators under the high platform: "Everyone is familiar with Mu. It should understand what Mu is going to do, but it has not been unsuccessful."

As soon as this sentence was finished, the expressions of the monks in the God-Cultivation Stage in the audience changed again. From Mu Jin to Xia Chenxi, they were watching. Until now, except for a few low-pitched comments, they were silent. They were really facing Mu Jin and Xia Chenxi at the same time, so they could not say anything.

From the sect's standpoint, they should condemn Mu Ji's righteousness and even attack him in groups, but that was based on the premise that Mu Ji's strength was not as strong as them. In the world of immortal cultivation, there is never absolutely correctness, and morality is always based on absolute strength.

Mu Jin looked at the monks under the platform. Only when he looked at Pu Shuangtian, did he feel a little respect. When he turned back to Li Piaoxue's face, Mu Jin's expression calmed down.

"Master Li, even if you use the sword formation, you must first see whether you, the God-Transforming Cultivator of Wuji Sect, and whether I will face the battle head-on. Also, Master Li will not be so naive, thinking that only Yan Dao is eyeing him."

Even though Li Piaoxue was suppressed by Mu Ji, her face was calm, but Mu Ji's words moved him. He suddenly thought of the explosion in the magical forbidden area, the Zhu Xian Bow and Zhu Xian Sword.

Mu Ji's pressure was removed and slowly restrained, making him look like an ordinary mortal. Li Piaoxue looked at Mu Ji with bitterness. What did he use to fight Mu Ji? Use the mountain protection formation? Or use the sword formation to die with Mu Ji?

His gaze turned to the high platform, and the monks under the high platform also avoided his eyes. Anger and sorrow gradually arose in his heart, not to Hibiscus.

"You have been practicing in Wuji Sect for decades, and the most have been more than a thousand years. The spirit stones, elixirs and cultivation treasures that Wuji Sect has offered to you. I dare not say that you can ask for it. It is enough to ensure that you are focused on practicing. Now that the sect is in trouble, it is time for you to repay the sect."

His eyes flashed through the faces of the monks under the high platform: "What Master Xia does is for the sect and for the monks present. Has Master Xia ever sought personal gain in it? For the strength of the sect, Master Xia gave you all the opportunity to improve his cultivation. His own cultivation was delayed in the affairs of the sect, and he just took off the burden of the sect leader to practice alone. Fellow Taoist Mu became the body of the furnace and cauldron. In the final analysis, it is for everyone. Please ask yourself. If you rebel against Fan Xiaofan and Wu Xingyun, who rebeled from the sect, you will really not plant the inner demon in the future? Will your future cultivation be smooth?"

Li Piaoxue's heart suddenly felt a little painful. It was because Xia Chenxi was not worth it, Mu Ji, and himself.

When cultivating immortals and immortals, one should cultivate one’s personal cultivation, and one should cultivate one’s heart. But in the Lingwu Continent, where is the Taoist heart? In the Lingwu Continent, one should cultivate one’s heart, which is power and **.

The purpose of every monk’s cultivation is to ascense and enter the fairy world, but now, what is the difference between what they do and the world?

Spirit stones are money in the secular world, and sects are imperial power countries in the secular world. In order to upgrade the Wuji Sect from a third-rate sect in the Lingwu Continent to the only process, Xia Chenxi is also achieving his own great cause from another perspective.

A monk should have been focusing on cultivation, just like when he was in Xuanhuang Continent and was a casual cultivator.

A sentence that had long forgotten suddenly appeared in my mind: the world is bustling for profit, and the world is bustling for profit. In the small Jianfang of Xuanhuang Continent, the innocent and thin girl's face appeared in my mind together.

"Zengzhu Li, we will not repay the sect for all the disasters of the sect. We are desperate to avoid the invasion of the demon clan in Beihan Mountain, and the battles during the attack of the Three Holy Temples, including confronting the demon clan in the magic forbidden land. But today's affairs really make us embarrassed." A late-stage cultivator spoke first.

"In morality, there should not be any distinction between great and minor. Originally, we absorbed the spiritual power of fellow Taoist Mu, mainly because of the special physique of fellow Taoist Mu. If the spiritual power of fellow Taoist Mu is not absorbed and dissipated, we will explode and die. Therefore, when we absorb the spiritual power of fellow Taoist Mu, we will not feel any guilt. Instead, we think it is a win-win situation. We have solved the trouble for fellow Taoist Mu, and we have also gained benefits from it. But now we know the truth, the reason why fellow Taoist Mu has such a physique is because he was framed, or because he was trusted by the sect leader and his father, and we have become accomplices unintentionally. Master Li, our hearts are really chaotic."

As soon as a monk opened his mouth, his echoed voice immediately became a whole.

"I have always believed that Wuji Sect is a famous sect. It is impossible for demon cultivators to happen in our sect. Even if fellow Taoist Fan Xiaofan and Fan practiced Buddhist exercises, Wuji Sect had no objection. But now it seems that our Wuji Sect is different from demon cultivators. We have become accomplices."

"To be fair, if fellow Taoist Mu's cultivation level is not so high today, I'm afraid that fellow Taoist Mu will be killed if he doesn't even tell the truth, and he will be a shameless person. I don't know the crime of gratitude. We monks have already followed the iron law of being the best for the strong. Fellow Mu's cultivation level was originally low, so naturally he could only be bullied. Now that he is so strong, of course he can turn his hands on clouds and turn his hands on rain. Are there few things like this in the Lingwu Continent?"

"Fellow Daoist Han said it well, just like Zhang Xiaohan and Sect Master Zhang, who were originally disciples of our Wuji Sect. But if they set up their own sects, wouldn't Wuji Sect also come to the door to congratulate him? The cultivators are the ones who are above the strength."

"I'm afraid that the incident today has spread to the sect, and we will be called demon cultivators by the cultivators of the Lingwu Continent."

...

Almost all these words were said loudly, and every sentence was on the side of Mu Mu.

"We have been contributing to the sect. We have obtained cultivation resources from the sect, but we have been completing the sect tasks and accumulating wealth for the sect. Since entering the sect, after careful calculations, aren't the cultivation resources in the sect also contributed by our disciples?"

Another different voice suddenly appeared: "Most of the talismans we made and the spiritual pills we refined were handed over to the sect, and we have been repaying the sect."

It was Luo Tianyi. Since he was no longer valued by the Talisman Hall and no longer became the only cultivator in the Wuji Sect who could make thunder talismans, he has always been dissatisfied with the Wuji Sect. When Wuji Sect needs him, he respected him very much. Since Zhang Xiaohan has kicked him away from the Talisman Hall, he has long lost his attachment to the Wuji Sect. (To be continued.)
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