Volume 7: The Strongest Four Realms Chapter 69: Snail Dojo
After a few breaths, a new environment appeared.
Lu Qingshan glanced sideways and recognized where he was.
Yuanshan Tower, prison dungeon.
In front of him was the Blood Corpse Immortal.
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Outside the cause and effect building.
The master of Shuiyue Temple had a somewhat stiff expression on his face at this time.
Lin Yao noticed the abnormality in her master's expression and asked cautiously, "Master, what's wrong?"
"The murderous aura is full, like an endless tide," the head of Shuiyue Temple shook his head and said, "Your Master Lu is killing people in the Yin and Yang Building, slaughtering evil elephants."
"My peaceful words just now were completely in vain. This kid just ignored them." Then, the head of Shuiyue Temple gritted his teeth and said bitterly, "It's fine if he doesn't listen to my advice, but if something goes wrong, I will be the one to suffer! What will I do if Xia Daoyun comes to me to hold her accountable? I am so old and have to speak well of a little girl who is hundreds of years old? I can't afford to lose face like this!"
"Mr. Lu is really disobedient. Don't harm the master," Lin Yao responded and reprimanded, indicating that she and the master were on the same side. Then, with eyes as clear as autumn water, she glanced at the master carefully and asked in a low voice: " What ? Is it definitely wrong?"
"It's not that he's wrong, but he wants to kill the evil elephants to avoid the bad consequences, which is exactly a new evil cause. Every time he kills an evil elephant, a new evil cause is generated, and then the new bad consequences will be superimposed on the next evil elephant. One or two times is nothing, ten or twenty times is also okay, and one or two hundred times should be able to withstand it with his talent. But for a sword cultivator like him, the number of evil elephants is not just one or two hundred? The real number is definitely in the thousands."
"Just think about it, after thousands of times of superposition, how powerful will the evil he faces in the end? How can he resist it?" The master of Shuiyue Temple said expressionlessly.
"But..." Lin Yao asked again: "According to Master, isn't it necessary to endure the attack of the evil elephant in the Karma Tower? Even if Master Lu cannot defeat the evil elephant in the end, isn't it just in line with the intention of the Karma Tower?"
"That's not the case," the head of Shuiyue Temple shook his head and explained, "If he had chosen to endure the evil elephant's attack at the beginning, it would be true. But since he chose to kill the evil elephant, he could only go down this path. If he failed in the end, it would mean that he had reached the end of the road. When he reached the edge of the cliff, he would naturally have to endure the pain of falling into the abyss. And then, the inner demon would suddenly arise."
"Lu Qingshan he..." Lin Yao exclaimed softly.
The head of Shuiyue Temple glanced at the Yin-Yang Tower again and said slowly, "In the next few days, you will follow my orders and call a few disciples from Lotus Peak to take turns to look after the situation in the Yin-Yang Tower. When this kid leaves the tower, notify me immediately."
"Ah... Master, where are you going?" Seeing that the master of Shuiyue Temple was about to turn around and leave, Lin Yao asked subconsciously.
"With this kid's ability, even if he can't defeat the evil elephant, it will be a long time before he can do it. Do you still expect me to wait here for several years until he comes out of the building?"
The head of Shuiyue Temple swung his sleeves and said unhappily, "I'll go ask for some demon-dispelling pills so that I can help him dispel his demons when he comes out. I'm old enough to have dignity, and I don't want to lose face in front of a little girl."
As soon as he finished speaking, in the perception of the master of Shuiyue Temple, the murderous intent that had just stopped for a moment in the Yin and Yang Building rose again.
The angry middle-aged female priest suddenly disappeared from the spot.
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In Chang'an City, hundreds of thousands of miles away from Tianji Temple, there are many magnificent pavilions.
In one of the spacious and elegant villas, there is an elegant pavilion with curtains hung on all four sides.
A woman with an elegant and graceful temperament, with her hair loosely tied up, was sitting cross-legged on a mat made of cattail leaves.
The material of this mat is cattail leaves that have been imbued with the Buddha's light. It is as gorgeous as dragon scales, cool and warm. It has the miraculous effect of expelling inner demons, calming the mind and nourishing the spirit. Its value is unimaginable.
On the table in front of her was a pile of jade slips.
The woman rested one elbow on the table, frowning slightly.
"King Qingmei pays his respects to His Majesty..." A familiar voice came from outside.
"No need to be polite, come in." The contemporary ruler of Daxia, who named himself Zhao, said softly.
A black-robed male cultivator walked in from a distance, stopped outside the pavilion, and reported the news to her through the curtain, "Your Majesty, it's time to make a decision on where the final address of the Snail Dojo should be."
After listening to King Qingmei's words, Xia Zhao asked, "What do the Daoist sects say?"
"Each sect wants the snail temple to be located in the area where their sect is located, so there are constant disputes. Even on our side, most people also want to keep the temple in Zhongtian Domain."
"As expected," Xia Zhao put down the jade slip in her hand, her fair and delicate face was calm, "Once the snail Taoist temple is built, it will be equivalent to a prosperous city. Not only will it become a holy place in the hearts of many young cultivators, but it will also drive the development of the surrounding areas. The local Taoist sects can also gain considerable benefits by assisting in presiding over the Taoist temple. The most important thing is that this is something that the cultivators of various regions have been looking forward to. If the Taoist sects do not fight for it and it falls into other regions, they will inevitably be criticized by the cultivators of their own regions. So even if some Taoist sects do not want to end up, they have no choice, which has led to the current situation."
"Your Majesty, how should we settle down?" King Qingmei asked carefully: "At present, several Taoist sects have different opinions. It seems that Your Majesty needs to come forward in person to mediate..."
"Mediate? I can't control them in the face of conflicts of interest. There is only one dojo, but the human race has seven territories. If we decide the location of the dojo, no matter what the reason, it will eventually lead to dissatisfaction from the other six families... Not to mention, several kings of our Great Xia are also extremely jealous of this snail dojo."
Xia Zhao rubbed his brows, sighed softly and said, "In this case, let them fight it out. It depends on their own abilities. There is nothing much to say."
"It all depends on your ability ?" said the Green Eyebrowed King.
Xia Zhao propped up her face with her elbows, her noble phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, revealing a glimmer of light, and she said leisurely: "Hold a dojo competition, let the seven regions send people to compete, and in the end, the region where the people win will build this snail dojo."
King Qingmei frowned and said, "It is a time of chaos and we should concentrate our strength to resist foreign enemies. But we are taking the initiative to provoke internal strife. Isn't it inappropriate..."
Xia Zhao sat upright, his eyes wandering, "Just limit the Dojo Competition to those below the Refining Void level. Anyway, this Snail Dojo was built for young cultivators. It makes sense to build the Snail Dojo in the region with the most outstanding young disciples."
"Good idea," the Green Eyebrow King's eyes lit up, and he said, "I will pass on His Majesty's decision right away."
"Yeah." Xia Zhao said lightly.
The Qingmei King stood up and left, and being interrupted like this, Xia Zhao temporarily stopped dealing with the affairs of state. He slightly turned his body to the side and supported the table with his other elbow.
With this movement, the clothes slipped down a little, revealing a piece of skin as white as cream on the shoulder.
Xia Zhao, however, didn't care, and was lost in thought. Finally, he sighed and said to himself, "When can I return to Chang'an..."
"Is this Blue Sky Avenue really so attractive? Is it much more beautiful than me?" The woman with the most noble status among the human race pursed her lips in dissatisfaction, like a naive and playful girl.
