Chapter Eighty-Seven: Punishing Disciples and Removing Hidden Dangers

Hearing Zhao Gongming's punishment of Jin Guangxian, the disciples of the Shangqing First Lineage who were watching around let out a sigh.

Retreat for a thousand years, purify the evil qi in the body, it seems that the punishment is not heavy at all, and it can be completed by taking a nap and sleeping.

But in fact, if a monk wants to purify the blood and evil qi in his body, he needs to condense his qi and concentrate his mind, persevere with supreme mana, and continue to cultivate his self-cultivation to slowly eliminate it.

This is a very tempering process of the mind, and it is ten times more difficult than cultivating.

For Jin Guangxian's incomparably out-of-the-box temperament, it is equivalent to a primary school student who is stubborn by nature and does not like to study.

Let him study 24 hours a day, and study very seriously for several years.

Sure enough, as soon as Jin Guangxian heard this, his face immediately turned bitter melon color.

I wanted to open my mouth to beg for mercy and change the punishment conditions, but when I thought of the scene when Zhao Gongming had just defeated the Huangquan Daoren.

His heart sank to the bottom all of a sudden, and he no longer dared to have any expectations, so he stepped out of the ranks and hung his head in despair.

"Jin Guangxian takes the order."

Zhao Gongming bowed slightly, and his eyes fell on Sanxiao again.

"You pay more attention to supervising Jin Guangxian, if you find that he is lazy, the punishment will be doubled, and the time spent facing the wall will also be doubled."

"Yes, big brother."

Sanxiao was full of energy, nodded happily, and smiled proudly at Jin Guangxian, which directly frightened Jin Guangxian.

is guarded by Senior Sister Sanxiao, and in the next thousand years, I am afraid that it will really be dark.

After disposing of Jin Guangxian, Zhao Gongming beckoned and directly detained the Huangquan Daoist.

As soon as his thought moved, the golden rope tied to the Huangquan Daoist body was released, turning into countless golden lotuses, and pouring back into the Wuji Apricot Yellow Flag.

Zhao Gongming looked at Huangquan Daoist with a solemn face, "Huangquan, can you plead guilty?" ”

"Confession!"

Huangquan Daoist lowered his head, and his heart was very entangled.

If Zhao Gongming defeated him with the help of his master, he would not be convinced at all.

But Zhao Gongming relied on his own spiritual treasure, this point, even Huang Quan couldn't say anything wrong, who let the family have such a powerful master?

"Do you know what's wrong?"

Huang Quan said honestly, "Relying on the old and selling the old, relying on the old and selling the old, relying on the old and cultivating to be strong, I will not take the rules of my Shangqing line in my eyes, and Huang Quan will accept the punishment." ”

Zhao Gongming bowed slightly, "I haven't been in your entry for a long time, and I have a good attitude to admit my mistakes, so I will only punish you for facing the wall for a thousand years." ”

Huangquan Daoren's eyes lit up slightly, this punishment was much lighter than that of Jin Guangxian.

In the blink of an eye, the time passed, and the Huangquan Daoist arched his hand to Zhao Gongming, "Huangquan takes the order." ”

In the Shangqing Palace, Tongtian stood with his hands in his hands, and his whole body was full of clear air.

He looked at Zhao Gongming's punishment and nodded slightly, these punishments are neither light nor heavy, just right.

This shows that his own eldest disciple is measured in everything and does not mess around.

But Tongtian always felt that his own fanfare and summoning so many disciples of the Shangqing Dynasty to come was not simply dealing with the matter of Jinguang, but should have other purposes.

"I want to see what else he does next."

Tongtian patiently continued to watch.

In Shangqing Square, Zhao Gongming ordered people to take Jin Guangxian and Huangquan Dao people away.

Zhao Gongming's temperament changed greatly, he glanced at the Shangqing disciples in Shangqing Square, his expression was solemn, and he said slowly.

"Senior brothers, do you know why as soon as I came back, I convened you to hold a ceremony to discuss the Qing Dynasty and punish Jin Guangxian, a person from Huangquan Dao?"

"I don't know"

Many Shangqing disciples shook their heads, showing a hint of puzzlement on their faces.

"The reason why I did this is because I am in the same vein, and a catastrophe is about to come."

Zhao Gongming paused word by word, his face was unprecedentedly serious and solemn.

"What, I'm about to get into a catastrophe?"

"How is it possible, on Kunlun Mountain, there is the commander of the Sanqing Division, who dares to come to Kunlun Mountain to be presumptuous."

"That's it, I'm afraid it's the Demon Emperor Jun, the Eastern Emperor Taiyi, and the Twelve Ancestors, they don't dare to say such big words, right?"

Zhao Gongming's words were like a scoop of hot water poured directly into a hot oil pot, setting off endless waves.

The faces of every Shangqing disciple were full of astonishment and disbelief.

It's a Duobao Daoist, Sanxiao, and he doesn't understand what his senior brother means.

The catastrophe of the Shangqing pulse is coming, and this is not something that is said casually.

In the Shangqing Palace, Tongtian frowned, "My Shangqing lineage is about to come to a catastrophe?" Could it be that someone thinks that the four swords of Zhuxian in my hand are not sharp? ”

Any disciple of the Qing Dynasty said this, Tongtian couldn't bear it, and he had to let him taste the power of the Four Swords of Zhuxian.

It was Zhao Gongming who said this, and Tongtian planned to see again what his eldest disciple meant.

On Shangqing Square, Zhao Gongming waved his hand, signaling everyone's faces to calm down, he looked at everyone and asked slowly.

"Before getting into the main topic, I want to ask you a question, what is the most important thing for a Taoist system, a sect, a force."

"Daotong? Sect? The most important thing? ”

The disciples were stunned for a moment, they didn't expect Zhao Gongming to ask such a question.

After a little thought, he began to talk about all sorts of things.

"Overall strength!"

"The number of disciples."

"It should be the inheritance of its own system."

"No, I think it should be the strength of the Dao Tong and the sect master."

But when Zhao Gongming heard these answers, he shook his head in unison.

"What you're saying is important, but it's not the core point."

Wuyunxian listened to Zhao Gongming's question and slowly stood up.

"A Dao system, the most important thing in a sect, should be luck!"

"Yes, that's right, it's luck."

Wu Yunxian's words made Zhao Gongming's face a little more affirmative.

"Qi luck seems to be in the dark, without substance, unpredictable, but it is everywhere, everywhere, it is the most important place of a Taoist system and sect."

"If the luck of the Dao system is prosperous, then there will be many strong people in the Dao system, if the luck is weak, it will not be many years, and the Dao system will naturally decline."

At this moment, the disciples of the Shangqing Dynasty were a little stunned, and they didn't know what Zhao Gongming meant.

Zhao Gongming looked at the puzzlement on everyone's faces, and casually stretched out his hand and pointed to a tiger demon in the square with a strong bloody aura and a breath in Taiyi Golden Immortal.

"Tell me, what did you do after you entered Kunlun Mountain?"

The tiger demon's face was full of fear, and he stammered, "Senior brother, since I entered Kunlun Mountain, I have been practicing in Kunlun Mountain."

"Nonsense!"

Zhao Gongming's face turned cold, "Look at your thick bloody aura, do you also want to be like Jin Guangxian, facing the wall and thinking about it?" ”

The tiger demon suddenly sweated profusely, and he no longer dared to talk nonsense, "After the disciple worships Kunlun Mountain, every few years, he goes down the mountain to find some blood food to eat."

Zhao Gongming showed such an expression on his face, and the next moment, he pointed to a wolf demon in the Taiyi Golden Fairyland, "What about you?" ”

The wolf demon was unruly, but under the pressure of Zhao Gongming, he trembled like chaff.

"Senior brother, I, like Brother Tiger, every few years, I go down the mountain to find some blood food to eat."

Zhao Gongming continued, "When you are cultivating the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth, you already have the fire, and you should have swallowed the innate aura, and you should have eaten and drunk the dew. ”

"Before entering the mountain gate, it is enough to commit endless killings, you can ignore it, can you worship my Kunlun Shangqing lineage, and still drink blood like this, and commit endless killings, do you know what kind of huge karma you have been contaminated with?"

(End of chapter)