The other people didn't say anything, but their attitude towards Liu Wuxie became much more indifferent, and they seemed to intend to distance themselves from Liu Wuxie.
"Do you know who you have offended? The days to come will definitely not be easy, and it will even affect us."
Diao Hua, who had been silent all this time, suddenly spoke.
Diao Hua is the meanest-looking one among the seven, and has a cold and ruthless personality.
What he was worried about now was that Liu Wuxie would implicate a few of them. As for Liu Wuxie's life or death, they didn't care.
"What happened today has nothing to do with you. If anything happens, I will be responsible for it alone."
Liu Wuxie had a displeased look on her face. We all lived under the same roof, so it was fine that they didn't help. Instead, they even made sarcastic remarks.
If they were bullied by others, they would never sit idly by and ignore it.
After saying that, Liu Wuxie ignored them and sat quietly on the bed.
Wang Zhongyuan sighed, if he offended others and spent some resources to deal with it, it wouldn't be a big problem.
Liang Zhishen is not scary, but the people behind him are scary.
"Creak!"
The door of the room was pushed open, and a short and fat deacon walked in.
"I've met Deacon Huang!"
Jiao Duo and others quickly stood up and bowed to Deacon Huang. They all worked under Deacon Huang, so of course they had to be respectful.
It was about a stick of incense before the normal working hours of the handyman, so why did Deacon Huang suddenly come?
"Everyone, please sit down!"
Deacon Huang pressed his palms and motioned for Jiao Duo and the others to sit down.
Jiao Duo and Diao Hua sat back down carefully, thinking that Butler Huang was here to cause trouble for them.
Butler Huang walked through the crowd and came to Liu Wuxie.
"I've met Deacon Huang!"
Since they called Deacon Huang, Liu Wuxie could only address him politely, stood up, and bowed towards Deacon Huang.
"You're welcome, sit down and talk."
Although Butler Huang is short and fat, he seems to be quite amiable and not a sarcastic person.
Liu Wuxie could only sit still, curious as to why Butler Huang suddenly came to them.
Logically speaking, he had just joined Tianshen Temple and the specific work had not been assigned yet. Deacon Huang came to him so quickly. Could it be that he was arranging errands.
"I know everything about this morning. You did a great job. If you need anything in the future, just come to me."
Butler Huang's inexplicable words made Liu Wuxie confused.
He injured Liang Zhishen and the others. Shouldn't the deacon punish him? How could he still say that he did a good job?
"Thank you, Butler Huang!"
No matter what, Liu Wuxie still expressed her gratitude.
"You just arrived last night and are not familiar with the environment here yet. Let Wang Zhongyuan take you around today. Then go to the Sword Washing Pond tomorrow and just follow Jiao Duo and the others. They are all veteran disciples and will teach you.
How to do it."
After Butler Huang finished speaking, he turned and left the room.
It wasn't until Butler Huang walked away that everyone let out a sigh of relief.
It was almost time, Jiao Duo and the others left the house one after another, leaving only Wang Zhongyuan and Liu Wuxie.
"Junior Brother Liu, let me familiarize you with the surrounding environment to avoid any mistakes in the future."
Wang Zhongyuan has a relatively easy-going personality and is a good guy who doesn't want to offend anyone.
"Then there's Senior Brother Lao Wang!"
Liu Wuxie had exactly this intention.
There is no harm in spending the next period of time here and getting familiar with the environment.
The two left the house and walked toward the southeast. The roads crisscrossed each other. It was already morning, and a large number of disciples entered the place.
"Junior Brother Liu, this is the sword washing pool."
Wang Zhongyuan brought Liu Wuxie to the edge of a huge pool, where many handyman disciples were working hard to clean the long swords in the pool.
This is no ordinary cleaning. The dirt inside needs to be removed and polished repeatedly to make the sword look new again.
Liu Wuxie glanced around and saw a dozen sword-washing pools in total.
Every day, a large number of disciples from the Heavenly Temple will send their weapons here.
The sword-washing pool is not pure water, but a liquid made from medicine. It requires the cooperation of the pharmacist and the spiritual cultivator at the same time to refine this concoction.
In addition to the sword-washing pool, Wang Zhongyuan also took Liu Wuxie to the elixir-washing pool.
The elixir washing pool is even more special. It does not use liquid to clean the elixir, but uses fire to temper it.
Thick flames seeped out around the entire alchemy pool, and a large number of handyman disciples were hard at work refining the elixir.
There are tens of thousands of waste elixirs delivered every day. After tempering, some elixirs can be reused, while some are completely scrapped and can only be thrown into the garbage.
Liu Wuxie glanced at the distance not far away. Countless waste elixirs accumulated over countless years were piled there like a small mountain.
The moment he passed the Waste Pill Mountain, Liu Wuxie used his ghost eyes to penetrate the layers of Waste Pill.
Abandoned elixirs emit strong filthy air. If swallowed by ordinary people, not only will they be of no benefit, but they will also easily lead to evil spirits.
"Senior Brother Wang, why doesn't the sect get rid of these waste elixirs?"
Liu Wuxie asked Wang Zhongyuan curiously.
These abandoned elixirs have lost the opportunity to be tempered a second time and are no different from garbage.
In this case, why not just throw it away.
"Usually it will be cleaned up every two or three years."
Wang Zhongyuan has been coming to the Tianshen Temple for several years. Instead of not throwing them away, he is waiting for a certain amount to be accumulated before destroying them collectively.
"Can I take some of these elixirs?"
He is a disciple of the Sword Washing Pond. Normally he cannot get close to the Elixir Washing Pond, but he can get close to those completely useless elixirs.
"Of course, but I can tell you that these pills are completely useless. Someone took them back and secretly swallowed them before, and died suddenly."
Wang Zhongyuan still kindly reminded Liu Wuxie.
In the past, there were many handyman disciples who thought they were gifted and actually took the discarded elixirs back and swallowed them.
As a result, without exception, they all died suddenly.
The discarded elixir is extremely toxic.
"I just took it back to study it, I won't swallow it!"
Liu Wuxie took out a porcelain bottle and put a dozen black waste pills in it, planning to go back and study it carefully.
If you can turn these waste elixirs into treasures, wouldn't you be prosperous?
The handyman disciple has limited resources, especially since he has practiced Taihuang Tianshu Jue, and the resources he consumes every day can be described as terrifying.
Besides, how can the handyman disciples have so much time to devote to cultivation?
If you can swallow a large amount of pills every day, you will save a lot of time and strive to break through to the virtual god realm within a year.
If it were anyone else, they would never dare to imagine that they would be in the middle of the third realm of refining gods and dream of breaking through to refining gods within a year.
But he has supreme talent and believes he can do it.
The prerequisite is that there are enough resources to support it.
He couldn't do it like Liang Zhishen and the others went out to plunder, and besides, how many divine crystals could be exchanged for plundering Bigu Pills.
During the assessment, he won more than 60,000 divine crystals, which was enough for him to break through to the virtual god realm.
So he is not worried about the divine crystal.
To be continued...