Feng Changyin was only twelve years old, and he grew slowly, only reaching the shoulders of others.

Although Yu Yuan and others already knew that there was a young monk here before they came, they really couldn't feel any ill feelings towards his harmless face and always regarded him as a child.

This time, when he actually took action, everyone realized that this young man was hiding something secretly. Although he was young, his attainments were higher than theirs, and he was not comparable to them at all.

Just the body technique and the lightness skill alone were beyond their reach, and they didn't even notice that he could change his body or position with one move.

No wonder it is said that the way to cultivate immortality is determined by talent. He is worthy of being the direct disciple of the master of sword cultivation.

After Feng Changyin kicked the person, no one on either side stopped him.

He took another step forward with a smile, and the monk who had just vomited blood suddenly became frightened. In order to stay away from him, he crawled on the ground regardless of his image, and shouted for help with one breath: "Master! Master, save me!"

Naturally, Sect Leader Yu Yuan could not just watch his disciples die here, and he was also angry at the monk for being so cowardly and despicable, causing him to lose all face.

"Stop!" He waved his long sleeves and asked Zhuchen with a hint of shock, "Are you not giving us Yu Yuan Sect face?"

"What are you talking about?" Zhuchen waved to Feng Changyin to come back, pretending to apologize, "My junior brother has always been in Hu Tianhai, and he is unreasonable when he gets angry. But he did give him face, otherwise he would

When I step down, your disciple’s soul has passed away to heaven.”

Feng Changyin grinned: "I've already apologized to him, why don't I give you face? If you didn't hear clearly just now, at worst, I'll apologize again?"

The monk shook his head wildly, indicating that he couldn't bear it.

Zhuchen smiled and said in a kind tone: "Have you thought about it? Should my junior brother try to reason with you again, or should you give up your cultivation and just be happy?"

Hundreds of lines of sight continued to circulate among many parties, but no one spoke.

The scene was eerily silent, as if sparks would ignite at the slightest change.

The monk's heartbeat began to stall with her soft voice, as if every word was a poison-quenched sharp knife. He begged: "Please, fellow Taoist, I will never make a mistake again in the future. What do you say?"

what I do!"

Zhuchen was unmoved and shook his head and said, "If you don't make mistakes in the future, what does it have to do with the crimes you have committed before? I am not punishing you today to urge you to be a good person. It is to let others know that you have done many evil things.

Sooner or later you will be punished. Don't be too proud because you think you are a monk."

She raised her hand and pointed to Zhang Shiwen and others behind her: "What I say today doesn't count, and what your leader says doesn't count. Whoever suffers the most has the final say."

The monk was stunned, looking in the direction she pointed, and did not move for a long time.

Feng Changyin couldn't wait any longer, stretched out his hand and dragged him to the front of the crowd, kicked his knees with his feet, and the young man knelt down in the same position.

Zhang Shiwen lowered his eyes and looked at him expressionlessly. Such a condescending view did not bring him much happiness. The past has long been forgotten. How can the crimes he committed be solved by kneeling down?

Yu Yuan and the other monks turned their faces away, feeling a little ashamed of this scene and feeling that it was already very dishonorable.

Zheng Kang picked up a stone from the ground and threw it at the young man.

The monk trembled and did not dodge, as if he had lost his mind and allowed everyone to do what they did.

Zhuchen sighed regretfully: "What a pity, they don't want to forgive you. In this case, you'd better choose the happy one."

Head Yu Yuan lost his face and could only say such a light word from her, and said angrily: "You are simply a scoundrel!"

Zhuchen looked sideways: "Really? I am a scoundrel, and my master is always reasonable. Since you are dissatisfied with my treatment, I will call the master to discuss with you?"

Leader Yu Yuan was choked by her and was speechless. He thought of Feng Buye's behavior last night. He was more domineering than the man in front of him. He destroyed two of their stone statues and a boundary monument without saying a word. That was reasonable.

person?

What's more, this place is not far from the bamboo house, so the wind can definitely be heard, but it's just in the wind.

The man's face turned green and red, but he had to succumb to reality. He weighed the pros and cons, and finally took back his aggressive momentum, closed his eyes, and turned a blind eye.

Seeing this scene, the monk knew that the overall situation had been decided, so he could only lie on the ground and cry out, no longer as unruly as before.

Zhuchen took a deep breath, looked around at everyone, and asked: "Who else is there? Everyone needs to know more clearly, and take this opportunity to speak out boldly. If it is true, I will seek justice for you. If it is false, I can't

Tolerate. From now on, all past grudges and grudges will be wiped out and never mentioned again. Do you understand what I mean?"

Zhang Shiwen's Adam's apple rolled heavily, then he turned around and retreated to the back of the team. The man behind him stepped forward, pointed at someone in the crowd, and said excitedly: "I want to accuse that monk. He is lustful and behaves recklessly..."

After about half an hour, the drama of cleaning up the house came to an end.

In front of the head of Yu Yuan and the elders, Zhuchen destroyed the cultivation of six monks, and a dozen others were beaten and expelled from the city. They will not be allowed to enter Yu Yuan again in the future.

This group of monks were accustomed to being arrogant, and they never imagined that they would one day face such a predicament.

Some people escaped the disaster and were secretly grateful. Some people had a clear conscience and stood aside. It was true that all sentient beings acted in all kinds of ways, and they acted vividly.

Zhuchen felt that his punishment was not severe.

She neither killed people nor tortured them, she just asked them to be ordinary people she had bullied before. This was unbearable. Did the people deserve it?

She took the overall situation into consideration and saved enough face. She hoped that Yu Yuan's people would know what happened.

After listening to the bloody and tearful accusations all morning, Zhuchen felt deeply tired. She waved her hand sadly and said: "Keep fifty people here and leave the rest. Let's forget it this time. If there is another time, I will punish them severely."

No loan."

Head Yu Yuan was already eager to leave. He didn't say a word and just left with his sword.

The remaining disciples stood there and stared.

Afterwards, some of them fled in a hurry, while others hesitated a little and chose to stay.

I counted the number of people every morning and found that there were only thirty-two people present.

Zhang Shiwen was dissatisfied, thinking that they were acting in a shady manner, so Zhuchen smiled good-naturedly, said nothing, and only sent the monks to help build the house.

In the evening, one of Yu Yuan's elders came back dejectedly leading a team of eighteen people.

He asked bluntly: "When can the boundary monument be erected?"

Zhuchen said indifferently: "As long as everyone is here, let's see how my master feels."

The elder left the man behind and went back with a feeling of depression.

Zhuchen glanced at the eighteen huddled monks and sneered.

Isn't this asking for trouble? It's really a spinning top, it won't spin until it spins.

In the evening, everyone is called together morning after morning, gathered around the fire, and arranges the later work.

Yu Yuan and the people from Chao Wen each occupied one side, clearly distinguishable from each other. Half of their faces were illuminated by the firelight, and they both looked dignified.

After assigning work in the morning, seeing that the atmosphere was too stagnant, I gave a speech in an attempt to bring the two parties closer together.

"Ahem, that's right. Let me tell you straight. Yu Yuan is Yu Yuan and Chao Wen is Chao Wen. In Chao Wen, we will never allow things like bullying others to happen. This is not a good conduct. I believe you can

understand."

The monks had mixed emotions and nodded obediently.

With such a huge commotion today, how can they dare to be so arrogant? They just want to live in peace and harmony.

Zhuchen: "I don't care what happened to you in the past. Since I said let's forget about it, I will pretend that nothing happened. I will stay in Chaowen from now on. I hope you can work hard and serve the people."

The monks raised their heads and looked at each other.

One person said weakly: "For...for what?"

"Serve the people!" Zhuchen emphasized again, holding up a wooden stick and pointing at the people aside, "These are the people."

Terrible silence.

Even Zhang Shiwen and others looked confused.

The young man sincerely asked: "Is it too late for me to become a people now?"

Zhuchen made him laugh and nodded: "Okay. Then from today on, how about you build a house and dig a well with them, plow the fields, eat and sleep together, and you are no longer allowed to use magic?"

That was really not possible, how could they endure this kind of grievance? Every one of them lowered their heads again.

Zhuchen smiled and asked, "Do you have any other questions?"

Today's psychological shadow is too deep. When the monks see her smile, they feel their chests tighten and shake their heads repeatedly.

"I won't criticize you too much. You don't have to be too afraid. As long as you do things well, I can ask my junior brother to give you some guidance." Zhuchen clenched his fists and encouraged, "Let's all work together in the future."

The monk was about to cry but had no tears, so he sparsely waved his arms after her.

If there was a choice, who the hell would want to join her pirate ship!

Considering that Yu Yuan's monks can fly with swords, and there is no room in Chaowen for them to stay, they need to go back by themselves at night and come over to help when it gets dark.

After a few words of mobilization in the morning, they were allowed to leave.

The next day, all the members of the Jin Yi Sect brought in the stone materials. Seeing that her sect was prosperous, they were a little curious.

He stayed in Chaowen, had a light meal, and chatted with Zhuchen about things at the edge of the demon world.

Comrade Quantong is indeed a person who combines the souls of all major express delivery companies. He has traveled far and wide and has experienced a wide range of things.

He smiled and said: "Indeed, few people would establish a sect in a place like this. This place is too close to the demon world, and there is a small amount of demonic energy surging under the soil, so ordinary crops cannot survive at all. However, there is a sect established in

Deep in the mountains, the seeds they cultivated using spiritual springs are extremely tough. Maybe they can be planted here. I can ask for you."

Zhuchen thanked him, and Quan Tong said politely: "Where is it?"

The two chatted and got along quite well. But Quan Tong really couldn't stand the vague admiration in the eyes of Yu Yuan's group of monks. He felt baffled and always felt that there was a trap here. After leaving the goods, he excused himself.
To be continued...