After Feng Wu and a few people gradually flew out of the range of Black Sand Mountain, Yu Qingfeng asked in a low voice: "Does Master Alchemy want to capture Black Sand Mountain?"
Ming Zhiyuan sat in front, turned back to look at him, and said slowly: "There are many wandering bandits in Jiuyan Continent, and not all of them are guilty, but my alchemy sect is not going to collect all bandits.
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The bandits in Black Sand Mountain have already formed an organizational structure. If they can be used by the alchemist sect, it doesn't take much effort to select the useful talents among them, and they can be used to protect the alchemist according to the original organizational structure.
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Alchemy masters are not very powerful, this is the consensus of everyone in several continents in this world.
Yu Qingfeng could also understand Ming Zhiyuan's words. If the alchemist passed down by blood in Jiuyan Continent had weak military power, he could only settle in a big family and let the big family's military force serve as his own safety barrier.
But a sect is different. It is impossible for every sect to allow its disciples to settle in the family.
Since it is a sect, it must have the ability to protect itself. This is the basis for a sect to establish a sect.
Yu Qingfeng nodded and said nothing more. Ming Zhiyuan didn't say much to him. He only told Feng Wu to find a place to stop, take a rest and recharge his batteries. After he had rested, he would fly across the boundary of the Nine Flames Sea of Fire in one go.
Several people and one animal were hiding under a huge strange rock that stretched out obliquely. Ma Tao took out the food and water bladders from his package and divided them among the others.
Feng Wu ate a lot of dried meat and drank some water. After a while, he turned his head and looked around, then looked at Ming Zhiyuan: "Brother Zhiyuan, I have to go for a convenience."
Ming Zhiyuan looked at it and the surrounding environment, "Don't go far, just stay behind this boulder."
Feng Wu nodded, and Ma Tao hurriedly said while eating, "Dig a hole, and remember to bury it after everything is done. We still have to rest here for a while, so as not to make it stink."
Feng Wu chuckled, "That's a big hole to dig. Why don't you dig it for me?"
Ma Tao picked up the long knife and patted Feng Wu's butt twice, "Go quickly and let me dig a hole so that I can bury you too."
Feng Wu rolled his eyes, and his huge figure jumped up suddenly, jumping straight behind the boulder, still laughing to himself.
Ming Zhiyuan and others could hear the rustling sound of its claws digging holes in front of the boulder.
Yu Qingfeng chuckled lightly, "Xiao Wu really listened to Master Alchemist's words." Ming Zhiyuan was about to speak when he heard Feng Wu exclaiming "Huh", and then the sound of digging soil became faster.
"What's wrong, Xiaowu?" Ma Tao quickly asked from behind.
"There is a secret passage under this rock, come and see." Feng Wu's milky voice was filled with panic and surprise.
The three people quickly went around behind the boulder and saw Feng Wu's claws flying non-stop, and sand and rocks were constantly being thrown away by it.
With the light of dawn, the three of them saw that Feng Wu had dug a hole in the ground, and half of the hole was already in front of everyone.
Upon seeing this, Ma Tao also stepped forward with a knife, and together with Feng Wu dug out the sand and stones blocking the entrance of the cave.
After a while, a hole four to five feet wide was dug out.
The raised corner of that strange boulder just covered the top of the cave entrance.
Ma Tao looked inside, then turned around and said, "How about I go in first and take a look, and then you can come in if nothing happens."
Ming Zhiyuan also approached the entrance of the cave, and there was a very old and decaying smell coming from inside. However, the light was too dark at this time and he could not see clearly what was going on inside.
He shook his head, took out the fire folder, picked up a few dead branches from the sand nearby, lit a fire, and threw it into the hole.
The burning dead branches fell to the ground in the cave, and gradually the fire became brighter. Only then could we see the inside of the cave, which was only four to five feet wide.
But leaning against the wall of the cave inside, there was a skeleton that had been dead for who knows how many years, and the clothes on it had already covered the bones like dust.
Next to the skeleton, there was actually the remains of a magical beast. Although it was already a skeleton, judging from the size and shape of the skeleton, it seemed to be the remains of a magical beast such as a demon tiger or a demon lion.
At this time, Yu Qingfeng picked up many dead branches from the nearby sand and made two torches. Several people entered the cave one after another and took a closer look.
Next to the skeleton was an iron sword that was too rusty to be picked up. The tip of the sword was pointed directly at the corpse of the monster.
There is an iron box on the skull's chest. The iron box is also rusty, and even the opening is covered with rust.
There was nothing next to the monster corpse. It seemed that the two front legs of the monster corpse had been broken before death and were only connected by skin and flesh.
Later, the monster died here. After an unknown number of years, the skin and flesh completely decayed and disappeared. The bones of the pair of front feet were in the broken position, and the soles of the feet were kept backwards.
Ming Zhiyuan first picked up the iron box from the skull's chest and opened the rotten iron box without much effort. Inside was a roll of very strong parchment made of saltpeter.
He opened the parchment and saw that it was densely written with words. He didn't know what ink was used to write these words. The color of the writing was black and red.
There were only these things in the cave. Ming Zhiyuan put away the parchment, checked it again, took the two of them out, and asked Ma Tao and Feng Wu to cover the entrance of the cave with sand and stones.
Because Feng Wu was too big, he couldn't go in to see clearly. While using his front paws to lift up sand and gravel to cover the entrance of the cave, he asked Ma Tao in a long-winded voice, "What's in there? What good thing is it?"
Ma Tao was busy picking up large rocks. When he saw it asking questions, he replied, "Your senior died inside. It seems that he was killed by the human race of Jiuyan Continent."
"Ah!...How could it be?"
Feng Wu was stunned. It stopped its two sharp claws and looked at Ma Tao blankly. Then it turned to look at Ming Zhiyuan, tears streaming down its eyes.
Ming Zhiyuan looked at its sad look, thought for a moment, and said to it: "It should be what happened when Senior Feng Wang led the Tianyuan human race and the magical beasts to attack the Jiuyan Continent. There is a demon lion inside, more than ten thousand years ago
Monsters and monsters are all part of the same family, and speaking of it, it can indeed be regarded as your predecessor."
Feng Wu looked at the entrance of the cave that was gradually being buried with some sadness, and suddenly asked: "Why did Lord Feng and others want to conquer the four directions? Just to prove the truth? Is the proof so important? With the lives of the same clan? With the lives of others?"
Ming Zhiyuan was also stunned. He had never thought about this problem. With his current martial arts, it was not the time to consider such a thing.
But Feng Wu is right to ask one thing, why do we need to conquer and kill people to attain enlightenment? Is there no other way to attain enlightenment?
Is it possible to attain enlightenment only through killing?
This is wrong. Logically, there should be other ways, but King Feng chose the most brutal way, conquering all directions and proving the truth through killing.
Is there something wrong with this? At that time, the Tianyuan humans and monsters all followed it, killing and fighting endlessly in the other three continents.
That shows that at that time, everyone had a consensus that killing can lead to enlightenment.