A bird chirping seemed to strike a chord in my heart.
Birds flew up from the camp one after another, first a few, then dozens, and then flocks and pieces of birds soared into the sky.
Countless cultivators in the secret realm opened their mouths wide as they watched this shocking scene.
Nearly a thousand flying birds were circling freely in the high sky, chirping from time to time.
Careful mystic practitioners have discovered that these birds are not flying randomly, but have patterns and disciplines.
Thousands of birds flew through the sky, but not one of them collided.
Birds that covered the sky and sun were hovering over the camp, flying and chirping.
From the moment when many monks in the azure world transformed into birds and took off, the practitioners in the secret realm felt a special emotion.
free!
Isn’t this the original intention of every practitioner at the beginning of his practice?
At this moment, countless practitioners in the secret realm have longed for the blue world.
The oscillations of vitality, changes in clouds, and turmoil in the spiritual mist quickly subsided.
Yuan Jinting looked around, wondering if it was an illusion, but she always felt that the dense and thick clouds seemed a little brighter.
And the fog that filled the outside of the camp seemed to have become much lighter.
The flying bird fell like an arrow from the string. The moment it hit the ground, it suddenly transformed into a human form again.
Yuan Jinting is somewhat proud of herself. Among her eight hundred classmates, there are no more than five people who can make such changes.
The surrounding practitioners gathered together again, and they talked excitedly about what they had seen.
There is the turmoil of vitality, the sunlight shining through the clouds, and the transformation techniques of practitioners in the azure realm.
For cultivators in secret realms who are constantly attacked by corpses of the sun and ghosts at night, changing into a flying bird not only means freedom of the body, but also a guarantee of safety.
Some people wonder how to obtain this magical transformation.
Yuan Jinting walked through the bustling crowd and came to a stop in front of a white-gold building.
This is the place established by Master Ruyi specifically for Master Baishi to study and treat Japanese corpses.
Alchemy room!
Just as they arrived at the door, Master Shiraishi walked out of the door together with the two of them.
Seeing Yuan Jinting standing in front of the door, Shiraishi frowned.
He said displeasedly:
"Jin Ting! Didn't I tell you that you are not suitable for the alchemy room and there is no need to come here in the future."
A fire burned in Yuan Jinting's heart, and she immediately forgot all the excuses she had been thinking about.
He said slowly and calmly:
"Oh! Forget it, I originally thought of sending someone here who is still conscious after being infected!"
Master Shiraishi and the two people around him were stunned.
Then Baishi Zhenren grabbed Yuan Jinting's shoulders and asked:
"Are you telling the truth? Where is he?"
The shoulder seemed to be penetrated by a steel structure, and the pain was excruciating, but Yuan Jinting's expression did not change at all.
He just said softly: "Uncle Master! Please let me go!"
As if Master Shiraishi didn't hear this, he tightened his fingers and shouted loudly:
"Where is he? Hand him over?"
Yuan Jinting stared at Master Baishi's eyes tightly and said every word:
"Uncle Master! Please let me go!"
There was a kind of determination, a kind of persistence, and a kind of unyielding in her tone.
While Master Baishi was about to ask questions, Master Changfeng beside him couldn't bear to look down upon him.
"Brother, let go!"
Master Shiraishi was shocked when he realized that his five fingers had scratched the shoulder of the disciple in front of him.
A trace of bright red blood seeped out from the hem of her clothes.
I couldn't help but let out an "ouch" and hurriedly let go of my hand.
He hurriedly took out a bottle of medicine and handed it to Yuan Jinting.
"You're reckless, you're reckless, Jin Ting, hurry up and apply the medicine."
Yuan Jinting did not take the medicine bottle, but asked:
"Uncle Master, can I join the alchemy room now?"
Master Changfeng, also known as Helian Chunfeng, was watching from the side, feeling slightly happy when he heard this.
‘Hehe! I ask you to train people with a straight face for a day, let’s see how you end up.’
Master Baishi is the manager of the alchemy room designated by Master Ruyi. He is rigorous and meticulous in his work and cannot tolerate any mistakes.
He often scolded others in the alchemy room, and even Helian Chunfeng was scolded by him several times.
Next to him is Lan Li, who is in the Xiantian realm and has a very ordinary appearance, the kind that you can't find in a crowd of people.
But this person has amazing healing techniques.
He originally entered the alchemy room with other disciples, but with his ability, he quickly stood out.
Lan Li looked at the scene happening in front of him calmly.
He was somewhat dissatisfied with Shiraishi, thinking that he acted too timidly.
Lan Ji believes that if we want to truly cure the Japanese zombies, we must understand the causes of the formation of the Japanese zombies.
Only in this way can we prescribe the right medicine and find the key to treating Japanese zombies.
He had suggested more than once that Si Jingxuan be captured to cooperate with the research, but was always rejected by Master Baishi.
Of course, Lan Li also understood the helplessness of Master Baishi. After all, Si Jingxuan was also the Master of the Nascent Soul in the secret realm.
Once we really want to attack him, I am afraid it will arouse the sensitive nerves of the practitioners in the secret realm.
But without taking action against Si Jingxuan, and without finding the second sane Japanese corpse, the work of rescuing the Japanese corpse has reached a deadlock.
At this moment, Lan Li suddenly became interested when he heard from Yuan Jinting that he had found a still-conscious Japanese corpse.
"Uncle Master, can I join the alchemy room now?"
Upon hearing Yuan Jinting's question, Master Baishi said without thinking:
"No, you..."
Shiraishi was stuck, and he couldn't help but fall into a tangle.
Yuan Jinting was of no help in the task of rescuing the Japanese zombies, but at this moment she could no longer say no.
"Yes! You can join the alchemy room at any time as long as you want."
Lan Qi suddenly spoke.
This is an exchange that goes against Shiraishi's original intention. He doesn't like this kind of disciple who wants to take advantage of others.
Yuan Jinting didn't seem to hear Lan Li's words at all.
Still asked Master Shiraishi:
"Uncle Master, can I join the alchemy room now?"
A trace of displeasure flashed across Lan Li's face, and he said in a deep voice:
"I said, you..."
Yuan Jinting suddenly turned her head and said without any trace of emotion:
"Junior Brother Lan, what qualifications do you have to say such things to me!"
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Lan Li's breath was stagnant, his heart was extremely angry, and he was about to open his mouth to refute.
Yuan Jinting continued:
"Junior brother Lan, you have to remember your identity, you are just an innate realm disciple.
Maybe I have made some contributions in the alchemy room in the past few years, but remember...
you...
Lan Li is just a disciple of the lowest level of Xiantian Realm, no different from me.
Don’t be so bloated that you can’t figure out where you are.”
Yuan Jinting's words were like a basin of ice water poured on Lan Qi's head, making him feel chilled to the bone.
Blue Quinoa seemed to wake up from a sweet dream.
‘Yes! I am just an ordinary Xiantian realm disciple.
Before doing this mission, who in the sect would know about me?"
Helian Chunfeng on the side couldn't help but glance at Yuan Jinting.
There seems to be something about this disciple that is different from before.
The edge of the words is as sharp as a knife, and the words go straight to the heart.
Master Baishi and Lan Li were both outstanding figures in the sect, but they were forced into a corner by her few words.
Yuan Jinting turned around and continued to ask:
"Uncle Master, can the disciple join the alchemy room now?"
Shiraishi took a breath and asked:
"Is this your exchange?"
Yuan Jinting said expressionlessly:
"Uncle Master, if you have to say this, then let it be!"
Master Baishi was silent. He did not try to force Yuan Jinting with the principles or the rules of the master's sect.
"Okay! I agree with you joining the alchemy room."
A slight smile appeared on Yuan Jinting's face.
"I reject!"
As soon as these words came out, several people present were stunned.
"you......??"
A sudden anger arose in Master Shiraishi's heart, and he felt as if something he regarded as a treasure was being ignored by others.
Yuan Jinting looked at Master Baishi and said:
"Uncle Master, the alchemy room is very important. It determines whether countless Japanese corpses can be rescued.
However, if the disciples want to join in, they just have to put some effort into it.
Now there are so many disciples in the camp with nothing to do, and most of them have petitioned to join the alchemy room.
However, these people were rejected.
Isn’t it possible that none of them meet the requirements to join the alchemy room?
Uncle Master would rather be short of manpower than let other disciples join him.
What exactly is the reason?
Have you already regarded this place as your own territory and cannot tolerate anyone else?
In fact, disciples know what you, uncle, are thinking in your hearts and what you are worried about.
You are worried that your fellow disciples will snatch away what you think is your own credit.
After all, once the Japanese corpse is successfully treated, not only will there be feedback on humane merits, but also boundless glory will be covered.
Such a big contribution, haha..."
Yuan Jinting sneered and said:
"Think about what True Lord Ruyi did.
This matter was originally proposed by Zhenjun Ruyi. He could have taken the lead in doing this, but he did not.
How great is this honor and merit, doesn’t Mr. Ruyi know it?
But he still left this matter to you, Uncle Master, to handle it. How generous this is.
This is trust and responsibility, do you think you are worthy of this trust?"
The expression on Master Shiraishi's face was changing, and cold sweat broke out on his brows and forehead. He wanted to refute, but was unable to speak.
He felt as if his head had been cut open, and all his thoughts were laid out on the table one by one, leaving no trace of secrets.
This made him feel extremely uncomfortable and he couldn't help but twist his body.
Helian Chunfeng and Lan Li also felt a little uncomfortable.
Although Yuan Jinting was talking to Master Baishi, she was not talking about herself.
"NO, I have not……"
Mr. Shiraishi was dry and honest, but even he himself would not believe this.
Yuan Jinting continued:
"Uncle Master, please think about how you are going to explain to him if True Lord Ruyi comes back."
Master Shiraishi and others' breathing was stagnant.
Under normal circumstances, Zhang Ke is easier to talk to.
Just like a lion sleeping on the ground, he doesn't care even if he makes a little movement.
However, when he opens his eyes, it will be accompanied by killing and death.
Thinking of Zhang Ke's white eyes, several people couldn't help but shudder.