Wutian was too lazy to explain the purple-clothed woman's misunderstanding, nor did he want to explain. He focused on recovering from his injuries.
Outside, under the questioning of the crowd, the purple-clothed woman told them what had happened to Wutian.
Everyone was overjoyed.
"This person really overestimated himself. He actually dared to offend the Third Palace Master."
"The feeling of having his tendons pulled out and bones pulled out must be very painful!"
"When he comes out, we will mock him properly."
"A person like him should be tortured properly."
Everyone was gloating over Fu Jiu's misfortune.
Leng Yue's eyes flickered. She quickly completed the transaction of the Thousand Silk Zither and flew away.
At the Judgement Hall!
Leng Yue went straight there and reported the matter to the First Palace Master.
The First Palace Master suddenly stood up and said in a low voice, "Are you sure that the Third Palace Master pulled out Fu Chou's tendons and bones?"
"I am sure."
Leng Yue nodded.
"What is this bastard doing? Why did he offend the Third Palace Master? No, I have to go and take a look. "
Soon, the First Palace Master arrived at the Resource Hall.
"Greetings, First Palace Master."
Everyone bowed and saluted him wherever he went.
However, the First Palace Master did not care. He strode to the door of the cultivation room and kicked it open. A thick smell of blood immediately assailed their nostrils!
The people behind the First Palace Master quickly surrounded him.
The First Palace Master raised his eyebrows and walked into the cultivation room. He waved his sleeves and the stone door was tightly closed. The people who came to watch the show could not help but feel disappointed.
Looking at Wutian's injuries, the First Palace Master's face was gloomy. His eyes flashed coldly. He said, "What are you doing? Are you trying to use this method to avoid going to the Western Continent to carry out the mission? "
Wutian said, "First Palace Master, I am not running away. I will definitely go to the Western Continent."
The First Palace Master said in a low voice, "How are you going to carry out the mission when you look like this? Tell me, why did you provoke the Third Palace Master? "
"Provoke?"
Wutian was slightly stunned. Then he realized that the purple-clothed woman must be talking nonsense.
Why was this woman so gossipy?
Wutian explained weakly, "First Palace Master, this subordinate came to find the Third Palace Master to ask him to help me refine a zither. This subordinate's bones and tendons are the materials for refining a zither."
"Using his own bones to refine a guqin?"
The First Palace Master was dumbfounded.
One had to know that forcibly removing the tendons and bones and injuring the tendons and bones were two completely different things.
Injuries to the muscles and bones could be healed as long as there were divine medicines. There wouldn't be any sequelae left behind, because the foundation was still there.
However, forcefully extracting the tendons and bones was equivalent to losing the tendons and bones. In the best case scenario, one's vitality would be greatly damaged, and in the worst case scenario, one's cultivation would plummet. It was even possible that one's realm would be forever stagnant.
This was also the reason why people didn't use their own divine bones to refine weapons.
Because no one could bear the consequences of such a thing.
However, he never expected that this kid would dare to take such a big risk and use his own bones to refine a guqin. Was he crazy?
Of course, Wutian understood these principles. However, he had already comprehended the Life and Death Profound Meaning. Even death could be reborn, let alone reconstructing bones and tendons. To him, there were no sequelae at all.
Wutian comforted, "First Palace Master, don't worry. This subordinate is not a reckless person. This subordinate won't do things that he isn't confident of."
The First Palace Master sneered, "When I heard that the Third Palace Master had removed your bones and tendons, I was so anxious that my eyebrows were on fire. Now, you're comforting me. You're really interesting."
Wutian said, "Thank you for your concern, First Palace Master."
The First Palace Master frowned slightly. In the end, he shook his head and said, "Since you're confident, this Palace Master won't say anything more. However, this Palace Master has to warn you. If this matter delays your mission to the Western Land, this Palace Master won't let you off easily."
Wutian said, "If there's really a delay, this subordinate is willing to accept the punishment."
"Take care of yourself."
The First Palace Master flicked his sleeves and turned to leave. However, his expression was ugly.
When the crowd surrounding the Cultivation Room saw the First Palace Master walk out and saw his expression, they immediately dispersed like birds startled by the mere twang of a bow.
However, from then on, there was a rumor that Fu Chou had offended the Third Palace Master and had been removed from his bones and tendons. Like a plague, it quickly spread in the Sacred Hall.
For a time, people had different opinions. Wutian became the focus of discussion.
A day later, Wutian's bones and tendons had been regenerated. He could barely stand up.
He did not wait. He changed into a clean set of clothes and walked out of the cultivation room. He slowly flew towards God Spirit Peak. On the way, he encountered many people who wanted to laugh at him, but he ignored them all.
"What a sorry state."
"It's all his own fault. Who's to blame?"
"Did you see that? This is the result of overestimating yourself. In the future, all of you have to be careful. Don't follow in his footsteps."
"Don't worry. We're all sensible people. Unlike him, who thinks he's extraordinary. It's disgusting to look at him."
Everyone looked at him coldly and mocked him.
Wutian ignored them. He directly returned to God Spirit Peak and began to recuperate in seclusion. However, after the people who wanted to laugh at him dispersed, he walked to the ancient castle and entered the primeval forest beside it.
His divine body was formed from the Body of All Things. Naturally, that included his tendons and bones. Therefore, absorbing the essence of All Things to heal his injuries was more effective than divine medicine.
However, this was the Sacred Hall. He did not dare to plunder without restraint.
After entering the forest, he found a bluestone and sat down cross-legged. He opened his ninety-nine meridians and unhurriedly absorbed the essence of nature.
In the blink of an eye, another day had passed.
Today was also the day that Mo Yuyang was most upset.
After two days of hard work, he had tried everything, but he could not find out why the First Palace Master did not kill Wutian.
"What should I do?"
He was like an ant on a hot pan in the ancient castle. He paced back and forth anxiously.
There was only one day left. If he could not find out anything by then, he would be expelled by his Master. At that time, he would definitely become the laughing stock of the Sacred Hall.
Suddenly, an idea flashed through his mind. A cold smile crept onto his face.
"Fu Chou was heavily injured by the Third Palace Master. His battle strength is not as good as before. Why don't I go find him directly? If he doesn't tell me, I will search his soul or even kill him directly. Once and for all! "
Killing intent flashed in his eyes. He left the ancient castle and flew towards Wutian's God Spirit Mountain.
A moment later, he landed on the plaza and said coldly, "Fu Chou, come out. I have something to ask you."
However, there was no response after a while.
Mo Yuyang's eyes darkened. He said coldly, "Fu Chou, let me tell you. Don't be ungrateful. Today, as long as I want to, I can casually crush you to death!"
However, there was still no response.
"Is he not here? But if the Third Palace Master didn't pull out his tendons and pull out his bones, where could he have gone? "
Mo Yuyang muttered in his heart.
However, he did not notice that in the primitive forest below, Wutian was standing on the branch of an ancient tree, looking at the God Spirit Mountain.
Mo Yuyang did not conceal his aura when he came, so he had already noticed him at the first moment. He also knew the purpose of Mo Yuyang's visit.
However, when he saw Mo Yuyang, a plan appeared in his mind. However, he was considering whether this plan would work.
After some consideration, he felt that it should not be a big problem.
"Mo Yuyang, I originally wanted to kill you directly, but seeing that you still have some value, I will let you jump around for a while."
The corners of Wutian's mouth curled up slightly. He rushed into the sky and flew towards the God Spirit Mountain.
After a day and night of recuperation, he had already recovered half of his injuries. This speed was astonishing, but he did not dare to continue absorbing the essence of the plants, because the area he was in had already begun to show signs of withering.
"Hmm?"
Mo Yuyang seemed to have sensed something. He raised his eyebrows slightly and turned to look down at the forest. A white figure immediately entered his sight.
Immediately, a cold light flashed in his eyes. He sneered and said, "I thought you were going to continue hiding!"
Wutian landed on the square and said indifferently, "Why are you looking for me?"
Mo Yuyang asked straightforwardly, "Tell me, why didn't the First Hallmaster kill you?"
Wutian looked at him disdainfully and said, "Who do you think you are? Why should I tell you?"
"Why should I?"
Mo Yuyang laughed and looked at Wutian from head to toe. He mocked, "Don't be so stubborn. Everyone in the Temple knows that the Third Hall Master pulled out your tendons and pulled out your bones. If you don't say it, don't blame me for not giving you any face."
Wutian sneered, "What a joke. Do I need you to show me mercy?"
Mo Yuyang's face immediately darkened. He did not hide the killing intent in his eyes and said, "Since you don't know how to appreciate kindness, I will directly read your memories and then slowly torture you to death. I will let you experience the feeling of living a life worse than death!"
"— Tears of Burial!"
However, he only received two cold words in response.
Two drops of blood tears flowed out from Wutian's eyes and floated above his head.
Mo Yuyang immediately fell into grief. He could not help but cry.
But soon, he regained his senses. He wiped the tears from the corner of his eyes and said disdainfully, "How can I suffer the same loss a second time? Fu Chou, you are already at your wit's end. Don't make any useless struggles. Obediently accept your death and I will leave you a complete corpse! "
"Is that so?"
Wutian sneered and said, "Burying Desire!"
The two drops of blood tears merged together!
Mo Yuyang, who was still insufferably arrogant a moment ago, had a lifeless expression at this moment. The desire in his heart was like a volcanic eruption that could not be controlled!
Following that, he laughed out loud like a madman!
"I finally killed Fu Chou and You Mo, those two bastards … …"
"I finally got Leng Yue … …"
"I finally became the Second Hallmaster of the Sacred Hall … …"
"… …"
He kept roaring and spitting out the most genuine desire in his heart.
"I never thought that Mo Yuyang's heart would hide such a terrifying desire. It seems that my plan will be easier to complete. Mo Yuyang, you will become my most important chess piece. "
Wutian muttered. With a thought, the blood tears above his head dissipated. Mo Yuyang also gradually calmed down.
"What happened?"
When Mo Yuyang woke up, he could not help but break out in cold sweat. His eyes were filled with shock.
Wutian said indifferently, "You should be glad that you are the Second Hallmaster's disciple. Otherwise, I would have already killed you. Scram, don't let me see you again."
Mo Yuyang raised his head and looked at Wutian in shock. After a while, he turned around and left as if he was running for his life.
He did not dare to stay any longer. Although he did not know what had happened, he knew that he was not this person's opponent. If this person really wanted to kill him, it would be easy!
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