Chapter 598： To complain directly (a little water)

Jiang Ruoliu pulled out the sword worn on his left waist, looked at the cold light on the blade, and did not reply to Min Caiquan's words.

"Jiang Daoyou!" Min Caiquan called again softly.

"Senior brother Min, you said that there are so many grievances and grievances in this world, do you think that when the grievances are reciprocated, let the past go with the wind and live in the present, or you should turn teeth against teeth and blood against blood , what would mortals do, and what should we do? You know that people are in a valley, surrounded by walls like a cage, and you can’t see the way forward, or where you are." Jiang Ruoliu said coldly, her left palm on the blade He stroked it, leaving a red line, which quickly disappeared and merged into the body of the sword.

"Mortal, why would Fellow Daoist Jiang ask this? All the grievances and hatreds in the world, whether mortals or monks, all follow the principle of repaying virtue with kindness and repaying grievances with honesty. However, ordinary manpower is weak, even if they are in the world Those peerless masters among them are nothing more than a mere qi refining junior who is good at fighting. If ten people can't do it, then a hundred people form an formation, and arrows, crossbows and long spears will definitely end up with ten deaths and no life. The law seeks a so-called fairness. It’s just that the law is made for people, and the law is made for people. It’s not like somersaults between the lines, even if the four horses drive together, it still feels generous.” Min Caiquan shook his head and said a little puzzled.

There were also quite a few secular dynasties under Ming Xinzong's rule. Among them, many children with spiritual roots from the royal family and aristocratic families practiced in the sect, either from the outer sect or from the inner sect. True disciple.

Min Caiquan was born in a secular family, and he also returned to the secular world to practice when he was young.

The more he travels, the more things he sees. He is very clear about the worldly situation, but he has no intention of changing it, because he cannot change it alone. Besides, there is no monk in this world who would stand up for those mortals who have nothing to do with him.

Since the monks are high above, there will always be someone who will lie in the dust.

"Using dead things to live is a joke!" Jiang Ruoliu nodded and put her hand back into the scabbard.

"It's not out of the question, it's only in my heart. In the realm of cultivating immortals, Min has never been to Beijiang and Ximo, but I just heard it and I won't mention it. When it comes to our Nanzhou, Jiang Daoyou, you said it was recorded in the sect. In the history books, when did the word "law" be mentioned, and whoever has a strong cultivation base and strong magic power is respected. Tens of thousands of the former nine clans occupy the central plains of Nanzhou, raising mortals and monks , At that time, what is fair to say? After Venerable Wanjian killed Demon Venerable, he was like other Venerables. Immediately, Shenlong disappeared. If Venerable Hongyue had not appeared again, Nanzhou would have been in trouble for thousands of years. How can it be so peaceful. It’s just Daoist Jiang, this matter was caused by your Jiang family’s ancestor, Cang Wu, who ambushed and killed the two Jindan elders of the Huanyin sect. Friends, don't worry, if something doesn't work, just wait, Huayin Patriarch is old now, but Huanyin Sect is still there, so it can't escape, just wait patiently." Min Caiquan said A lot of words, turned a lot of tactful persuasion.

Only monks who can survive the righteous path, the devil path, or some kind of evil path are qualified to say these words.

When the Nine Great Clans were Zun Nanzhou, after being bewitched by them and losing themselves, many monks voluntarily set foot on the blood and soul refining circle. They thought it was a kind of dedication and a kind of great love. Of course, at that time, the Blood Soul Refining Soul Formation was not called the Holy Formation, but the Holy Formation.

Although there are no black and white laws in the world of cultivating immortals, there are still some things that follow the rules.

Such as collecting herbs to save seeds and roots, monks do not slaughter mortals, high-level monks do not kill low-level monks for no reason... Of course, the most important point is to distinguish between grievances and grievances, to repay kindness with kindness, and to revenge with revenge.

As for how many monks will follow these things, I don't know, it's all up to my own heart!

"Thank you, Senior Brother Min, this little girl still understands. It's almost time to rest, let's go elsewhere and see if we can find some more spiritual things." Jiang Ruoliu said.

"Of course, when I came here in the past, I would just hang around on the first floor at most. If there were no ancestors from the sect on the upper floor, I wouldn't dare to come up on my own. Thanks to the opening of the inner hall, those Elder... almost all the seniors have gone to the inner hall, otherwise we would not be here so safely." Min Caiquan saw that Jiang Ruoliu seemed to have listened to his words, and his face was a little relieved.

"Brother Min, it is said that the inner hall opens every thousand years, and you have more knowledge than my little sister, so do you know where the entrance is?" Jiang Ruoliu rolled his eyes and asked softly.

"I once heard from the ancestors that the entrance of the inner hall, the four poles of the upper secret realm, the southeast, the north, and the north, each has a teleportation circle. I'll wait for the golden core to temper the body to a level comparable to that of a Nascent Soul cultivator, and you won't be able to get in." Min Caiquan said.

In fact, the relationship between Min Caiquan and Jiang Ruoliu is only average. If he hadn't seen that Jiang Ruoliu had some relationship with Zhang Shiping, how could he say these things?

Even though Jiang Ruoliu found Huanyinzong and disturbed them all, the Huayin patriarch just killed her, and he definitely didn't dare to trouble Mingxinzong.

"Is this entrance at the extreme end of the four directions?" A faint voice suddenly appeared, coming from the gray fog not far away.

There was a Taoist figure in the fog, and just as he finished speaking, this person appeared, and in a flash he came in front of Min Caiquan and Jiang Ruoliu.

This man was wearing a green robe, and there was a little green monkey lying on his shoulders, but his nose was so big that it almost took up half of his face. It looked a little strange, and his words and deeds brought a great pressure to the two of them. They knew that the person in front of them must be the Nascent Soul cultivator.

"Returning to seniors, the entrance to the inner hall of Nanfa Temple is at the extremes of the four directions. This is the map jade slip that my Ming Xinzong has recorded over the years. Please have a look at it." Min Caiquan immediately took out the jade slip and presented it respectfully.

The green-robed cultivator didn't take the jade slip, but just scanned it with his spiritual sense, frowned slightly and said, "Only the first and second floors, isn't there a map of the inner hall?"

"Senior, this map of the inner hall is the secret of all sects in Nanzhou. The two of us are just small golden core monks. How can the sect trust us with these things?" Min Caiquan felt a little worried.

The green-robed monk didn't make a sound, as if he was thinking about something.

Seeing this, the two couldn't help feeling a little apprehensive, but after more than ten breaths, they found that the figure of the green-robed monk in front of them gradually became thinner.

It turned out that this person had already left at some point.

The two glanced at each other and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

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It was the third day after Min Caiquan left in a hurry.

Zhang Shiping walked to a place where two walls stood between each other and the gap was filled with gray mist.

This line of sky, the entrance is about four to five feet wide, but judging from its trend, it is getting narrower and narrower.

"Only through here can we enter the depths of Skeletal Ridge, so can we fly over here?" Zhang Shiping said with a frown. He looked at the gray fog in front of him, which gave him a faint sense of uneasiness, as if something extremely dangerous was hidden in it.

The unknown is the most frightening thing.

Zhang Shiping walked all the way, even if he was careful all the way, he still encountered some troubles. Fortunately, his black flame has a miraculous effect on restraining the ghosts, and he quickly eliminated a few early Jindan guys, otherwise they would not be so easy to get away if they swarmed up.