Hitting people in the face, killing people in the heart.
Hearing the strange young man's harsh words, several Xuanzong disciples' faces turned red with shame. Two of them were thin-skinned and even lowered their heads.
As this person said, Xuanzong was the number one orthodox sect on the continent, and also the number one sect on the continent. As disciples of Xuanzong, they never lacked cultivation resources and were respected wherever they went. It could be said that they had limitless glory.
However, ever since the last Daoist exchange, the Xuanzong Sect's glorious moment had completely ended.
Their Taoist temples in the Great Zhou had all been driven overseas. The largest market in the cultivation world was replaced by the Great Zhou's Luoyang Ruyi Square. Fu-lu School and Xuanzong had cut off communication, and the other four Taoist sects had also greatly reduced their communication with them.
The exchange meeting was disrupted, and the sect's harvest of spiritual jades this time was only about 20% of the previous times, which was simply not enough to meet the needs of the entire sect.
For cultivation resources like Fu-lu, elixirs, and magic treasures, Fu-lu School, Danding School, Ling Array School, and the South and North Schools all refused Xuanzong's orders with the reason that their disciples needed more spiritual jades, so they had nowhere to spend them. What's more, the sect didn't even have enough spiritual jades for cultivation, so the quota of disciples had been reduced again and again. Core disciples like Qing Xuanzi had to personally go down the mountain and go deep into the Ghost Realm to hunt ghosts here and exchange their soul power for spiritual jades to meet their cultivation needs.
They didn't know the cost of firewood until they were in charge. When they really needed to obtain cultivation resources by themselves, they realized how difficult it was to cultivate as a rogue cultivator.
Every ghost they killed in exchange for a piece of spiritual jade, they risked their lives and fought for it with their own blood and sweat. Although the Ghost Realm was big, there weren't many ghosts. It wasn't easy to encounter one, so naturally, they didn't want to give it to others.
In the Ghost Realm, strength was respected. If the ghost they liked was snatched away, they could only blame themselves for not being as good as others.
However, they didn't expect that their identities would be recognized.
As proud disciples of Xuanzong, the words of this strange young man were undoubtedly a public punishment for them.
Qing Xuanzi was already losing face. He said in a low voice, "We've been chasing this spirit for a long time. We've already severely injured it, and that's why you guys took advantage of it. Otherwise, do you think you guys can deal with a fifth level spirit with your insignificant cultivation?"
A few of the Xuan Sect's disciples nodded in agreement.
"Yes!"
"Senior Brother is right. We've been chasing this spirit all this time."
"If it wasn't for the fact that we've already injured it, you all would've already been killed by it."
…
Although the truth was that they had taken advantage of the opportunity to take advantage of the situation, as Xuanzong's disciples, it was really difficult for them to accept it directly. They could only fabricate the truth to regain some dignity.
How could rogue cultivators dare to offend Xuanzong? Even if they had resentment in their hearts, they had to swallow it all.
"I see …" Wu Qian's face revealed an awkward expression. She said, "No wonder we found out that this spirit's strength wasn't high. It turns out that you guys have already severely injured it. In that case, this spirit's soul power should belong to you guys."
Although the four of them knew that it was Li Mu's Fu-lu that seriously injured the spirit, the truth was not as the Xuanzong disciples said.
However, this was the Ghost Realm, and the strength of the people opposite them was far superior to theirs. If they angered these Xuanzong disciples, even if they killed the five of them here, no one would ever know.
When Li Mu mocked them just now, Wu Qian's heart was in her mouth. He was still too inexperienced and didn't take her reminder seriously at all.
This female cultivator gave them a way out, and the faces of Qing Xuanzi and the others also looked better. They withdrew their soul power and were about to leave when the young man opposite them spoke again.
Li Mu sized up Qing Xuanzi and the others, and seemed to have thought of something. He revealed a look of realization and said, "Oh, sorry, I almost forgot. Xuanzong's days aren't good right now. They lost their business, and they're not liked by other sects. No wonder even the core disciples have to go out to hunt ghosts by themselves. We all come out to make a living, and no one has it easy. If you guys want this spirit, then I'll give it to you."
Wu Qian's expression changed greatly. She stepped forward and grabbed Li Mu's wrist. She said, "Daoist Li, stop talking!"
However, her reminder was still too late. The faces of Qing Xuanzi and the other Xuanzong disciples turned completely ugly.
As disciples of the world's number one sect, when had they ever been humiliated like this? What was even more humiliating was that every word this person said was the truth. Every word he said was like an arrow that deeply pierced into their hearts.
At the same time that they were humiliated, they also felt a bit of sadness in their hearts.
The once glorious Xuanzong had fallen to such a state in less than a year. All the disciples of Xuanzong felt a wave of anger in their hearts.
The truth was one thing, but being pointed out and ridiculed was another. A Xuanzong disciple looked at Qing Xuanzi and asked, "Senior brother, what should we do now?"
Xuanzong was already a joke in the cultivation world. If this matter were to spread, they would become the joke of all jokes. Even their last bit of dignity would be lost. They absolutely could not sit by and watch such a thing happen.
Seeing the reaction of the Xuanzong disciples, the expressions of Wu Qian and the others changed slightly. Their hearts were in their throats. The two male cultivators looked at Li Mu with deep resentment in their eyes.
If it weren't for his reckless talk and let the Xuanzong disciples take the ghosts and leave, how could things have gotten to this point?
The male cultivator named Zhang Man put away his magic weapon, raised his hands, and said loudly, "Friends of Xuanzong, I can swear that I will not say a word about what I saw today. If I violate it, let my inner demons invade and thunder strike me to death."
Ding Liang also immediately raised his hands and sat down to make an oath. He quickly said, "I can also make such an oath!"
When the two of them spoke, they also took the opportunity to distance themselves from Li Mu, indicating that they were drawing a clear line with him.
At this time, a Xuanzong disciple looked at Qing Xuanzi and said, "Senior brother, even if you violate the oath, it may not necessarily come true. Why don't we just kill them and end it once and for all? Anyway, this is the Ghost Realm. No one will know. Only the dead can keep secrets forever …"
Hearing this, the expressions of the people on the other side changed greatly. Wu Qian even drew her weapon and said loudly, "We can promise that we won't say a word about this. Xuanzong is a righteous sect. Do you also want to do such a dirty thing …"
"Bastard!"
As soon as the young disciple finished speaking, an older disciple behind him slapped him and said coldly, "Killing people to silence them? Do you think Xuanzong is a demon?"
He looked at Qing Xuanzi and said, "These people can't be killed, but if this matter spreads, it will damage the reputation of Xuanzong. Why don't we erase part of their memories? Senior brother, what do you think?"
Qing Xuanzi nodded. Stealing souls was already a violation of the righteous principle. If they killed people to silence them, then they were really no different from the demons.
The pride of Xuanzong disciples came from Xuanzong's position as the number one righteous sect. If their actions broke the bottom line of the righteous sect, then even the faith in their hearts would collapse together.
Qing Xuanzi looked indifferently at the young disciple who spoke just now and said, "After returning to the sect, report to the elders and withdraw from the sect."
The disciple's body trembled, and his face immediately turned pale.
Then, Qing Xuanzi looked at Li Mu and the others and said, "I don't believe in your Dao oath. Today, I won't kill you, but I will erase your memories."
Memories were related to the primordial spirit. To erase memories, one had to go through the step of soul searching.
To cultivators, soul-searching was an unacceptable humiliation.
But if they didn't agree to these Xuanzong disciples, then today's matter wouldn't end well. After a fierce mental struggle, the two male cultivators, Zhang Man and Ding Liang, still walked out with their heads lowered.
Wu Qian's face was filled with grief and indignation. In the end, she helplessly said to Li Mu and Chen Yingying, "Daoist friend Li, sister Yingying, erasing a part of memory is better than dying in the Realm of Ghosts …"
Li Mu sighed softly and said, "Then erase your memories."
He turned around and looked at the five Xuanzong disciples, including Qing Xuanzi, and the two male cultivators. A powerful aura surged out of his body and swept across.
The seven of them only felt dizzy, then lost all consciousness and fell to the ground.
Wu Qian and Xu Yingying were already prepared to have their memories erased. This unexpected scene stunned them and they couldn't come back to their senses.
What happened just now? Why did these powerful Xuanzong disciples suddenly fall to the ground?
The next moment, they both looked at the back of the figure in front of them.
Originally, he was only at the fourth level, but his aura had become as vast as the ocean.
…
After an unknown period of time, Qing Xuanzi woke up from the mist. He only felt a splitting headache. He sat up from the ground and held his head with a confused expression.
Just a moment ago, he was still looking for ghosts with his fellow disciples in the Ghost Realm. The next moment, he was lying on the ground with a terrible headache. Qing Xuanzi, who was at the fifth level, quickly realized that he had lost a part of his memory.
Memories wouldn't be lost for no reason, unless it was erased by someone. Qing Xuanzi instantly broke out in cold sweat. What happened just now? Why was his memory erased?
"What's wrong with me?"
"Why is everyone lying on the ground?"
"My head hurts so much …"
"What's going on with these two?"
At this time, the other disciples of the Xuan Sect who had fainted gradually woke up. They looked at each other and their faces were filled with confusion. They were extremely confused in their hearts. Why were they still walking in the fog just a moment ago? Why were they lying on the ground with inexplicable headaches in just an instant?
Not only that, but there were also two unconscious male cultivators beside them.
Soon, another Xuanzong disciple reacted and exclaimed, "Where's my soul bottle?"
As soon as he said that, the other disciples' shocked voices were heard one after another.
"My soul bottle is gone too!"
"Where did my Dharma treasure go?"
"Who stole my Flying Sword!"
Qing Xuanzi was shocked when he heard that. He subconsciously touched his right index finger and found that his storage ring was gone. Not only were his Dharma treasures in the storage ring, but there were also nearly ten thousand Spirit Jades. His entire fortune was in there …
He suddenly stood up, his expression blank and filled with fear. Their cultivation resources had been snatched away and their memories had been erased. He carefully thought about it and could only remember one thing.
He looked at a Xuanzong disciple behind him and clearly remembered that he had once made a decision to expel this disciple from the sect.
He had never experienced such a thing. A chill rose from the bottom of his heart. Qing Xuanzi made a prompt decision and said, "Quick, let's leave here …"
Just as they rushed out of the Ghost Realm with the two unconscious people, there was a fluctuation in the space outside the bamboo forest bordering the Ghost Realm in Jiangyin County, and three figures appeared.
Wu Qian and Chen Yingying turned around and found that they had already left the Ghost Realm. The expression on their faces changed from confusion to shock.
A moment ago, they were still in the Ghost Realm, but Li Mu held their wrists and took a step forward, and they appeared here. This kind of magic was beyond their understanding.
Li Mu waved his hand and a large pile of things fell to the ground. He said to the two girls, "Don't just stand there. Divide these things among yourselves …"
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