Upon hearing that Luo Hong was going to Qingyun Temple, Dong Lijun immediately realized that his visit must be related to Qi Fenglei. If she followed him, she would be blatantly violating the established rules between Confucianism and evil spirits.
This is a huge trouble for Hongru Academy and may bring irreversible consequences.
She was about to retreat, but suddenly realized that her decision would not affect the overall situation at all.
Because no matter whether she follows or not, Luo Hong will return to Dangqi Mountain, and this debt will eventually be settled on Hongru Academy.
"Is this revenge?"
Dong Lijun clenched her jade fist tightly, her delicate body trembling slightly as she thought.
But the next moment, she calmed down and realized that this was not revenge.
After all, Luo Hong doesn't need to go to such trouble if he wants to take revenge. Killing someone with a borrowed knife is just unnecessary.
So, he deliberately chose this time to make a fuss at Qingyun Temple for another purpose.
After breaking the rules, if Hongru Academy wants to protect itself, it must have a backer, and it cannot be a backer like the Ye family that cannot be shown openly.
In this case, he had no choice but to rely on Luo Hong.
Therefore, to be precise, Luo Hong wants to force Hongru Academy to completely fall over to him and become a grasshopper on a rope.
"He is really very scheming, taking advantage of the general trend to carry out scheming, without giving me any room for choice. He is more like a king of a dynasty than Ye Zheng!"
After Dong Lijun thought about it, a touch of excited red appeared on his face, and he said with a slight trembling:
"No, Brother Luo, I'll go with you!"
There are two types of attachment: passive and active. It is obvious that the latter has a much better effect. This is exactly Dong Lijun's choice.
Hearing this, Luo Hong almost couldn't help but turn around and look at Dong Lijun in surprise. He wanted to take the opportunity to provoke a conflict between good and evil, disgust both sides, and did not want to implicate Hongru Academy.
As a result, this gentleman didn’t understand his kindness!
"Good guy, I see that you are usually quiet and distant, but I didn't expect that you are also a person who likes to watch the excitement!"
Since the other party wants to go, Luo Hong won't stop him. Anyway, Hongru Academy has Xiang Laogui's help, so nothing big will happen.
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Qingyun Temple and Jinjing are located in the same state and county, which is a nail planted by Yueyang Palace, one of the ten major sects of the Right Way.
Its purpose is to restrain the Jin Dynasty royal family from recruiting high-level monks and strengthen its own power!
Qi Fenglei was just one of the countless victims of conflicts between forces in these long years.
In the damp and dark Immortal Prison, the disheveled Qi Fenglei sat cross-legged on the stone bed. The restraining shackles on his limbs slowly flashed with runes, making him run his skills as fast as an old turtle.
For monks above the level of elixir formation, imprisoning them is actually a hassle-free matter.
Because the elixir-forming monks have been able to achieve complete non-elimination, they only need to refine spiritual energy to maintain their own vitality, and with the golden elixir in their belly, they can protect themselves from all kinds of diseases.
Therefore, you only need to build a cell and throw the guilty Alchemy monks in. There is no need to bring water or food to the prison.
The spiritual energy in the Immortal Prison in Qingyun Temple is not weak, but due to the restrictions, Qi Fenglei needs dozens of times the normal time to move around the world.
In other words, he can only keep his vitality by practicing day and night.
Despite this, his cultivation is still deteriorating at a slow rate.
Over the past ten years, the cultivation level that was originally a great success in the early stage of forming the elixir has fallen to the level of cultivation in the early stage of forming the elixir, and the golden elixir has shown signs of instability.
If he is imprisoned for a full period, Qi Feng Lei's golden elixir will definitely break into pieces. Even if the golden elixir can be re-condensed in the future, the possibility of advancing to Nascent Soul in the future will become extremely slim.
In fact, it doesn't even take a Jiazi. Some monks with weak minds will not be able to bear the torture of practicing hard every day but not making progress but retreating, and they will give up on their own life.
On this day, the Immortal Prison, which had been closed for a whole year, welcomed the sound of footsteps.
Not long after, a young Taoist priest with a handsome face stood outside Qi Fenglei's cell.
"Haha, Brother Qi, I haven't seen you for a year, you look pretty good.
It seems that you are very likely to wait until the day you are released from prison, but then your golden elixir will undoubtedly be shattered!
Once the golden elixir is broken, there is no hope for the Nascent Soul, so why should Brother Qi keep that secret?"
The young Taoist priest only looks young, but he is actually a monk in the middle stage of the alchemy process who is more than 200 years old. He is also the person who had a gambling fight with Qi Fenglei back then.
Facing the Taoist priest in front of him who had put him in such a predicament, Qi Fenglei's expression did not waver at all, his eyes were always closed, and he continued to operate his skills without saying a word.
"Okay, then I'll just wait another ten years, and Brother Qi can enjoy himself here, haha!"
The young Taoist priest was not surprised by this result. After laughing mockingly, he left.
Not long after he left, Qi Fenglei gradually opened his eyes, with a strong cold light piercing his eyes. The restless aura in his body caused the forbidden shackles talisman to flash wildly, and it was as hot as a soldering iron in an instant!
"Ten years? Very good! Then let's fight to the death in ten years!"
Qi Fenglei seems to be the trump card, and he plans to escape from prison and kill people ten years later.
Arriving outside, the young monk fled for a while before he met a red-faced old Taoist with a female alchemy-forming cultivator.
"What a coincidence, Senior Brother Leng. My master wants to take me to Yueyang Palace. If you have nothing to do, why not come with us."
The female Taoist priest had a sweet smile on her face, and her heart was genuine.
All senior monks in Qingyun Temple know that Qingyun Temple is actually a branch of Yueyang Palace. If you want to obtain profound Taoism, you have to go to Yueyang Palace to obtain it.
Therefore, as soon as the female Taoist priest proposed it, the Taoist surnamed Leng was greatly moved.
"I've met Master Huo!"
Suppressing the throbbing in his heart, Taoist priest surnamed Leng bowed respectfully to the red-faced old Taoist.
"Well, how is your master doing lately?"
The red-faced old Taoist asked expressionlessly, showing no trace of happiness or anger.
"My master is still in seclusion refining magic weapons, and it is estimated that it will take several years before he can be released from seclusion."
After responding to the red-faced Taoist, the Taoist surnamed Leng said to the female Taoist priest with an apologetic look:
"I'm sorry, Junior Sister Murong. Because of what happened ten years ago, Master ordered me not to go down the mountain unless I break through to the late stage of Dan Formation. I will not go to Yueyang Palace."
"Uncle Master is not letting you go down the mountain to prevent you from being retaliated and assassinated by the Confucian cultivators, but this time you are accompanied by my master!
Master, are you right?"
The female Taoist priest looked pleadingly at the red-faced old Taoist beside her.
"Hmph! You girl!"
The red-faced old Taoist glanced at the female Taoist priest helplessly, and then said seriously:
"Confucianism and cultivation are just a small force, the righteous way is the master of the Jin Dynasty!
Junior brother is good at everything, but he is a little too cautious. In my opinion, even if I gave those Confucian cultivators ten courages, they would not dare to harm my Qingyun Temple disciples!"
"Then...thank you, uncle!"
After Taoist priest surnamed Leng thanked him, he couldn't help feeling secretly proud.
At this moment, a loud "bang" sound came from above the head...