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Chapter 525 Internal Conflicts of the Big Faction

Qianmu Temple is now a large sect, with over a thousand inner disciples, twenty-seven incoming monks plus heads of each academy, hundreds of foundation-building monks, and a thousand other Qi practitioners on the list. There are more than two hundred people, and these are just those staying inside Qianmuguanmen.

Adding in the external disciples who are attached to Qianmu Temple and the Qianmu Temple sect, the figures just now must be at least tripled. Counting the external disciples and registered disciples, there are probably as many as twenty to thirty thousand registered disciples.

These disciples were Wang Ping's bright line in Chu State and Zhongzhou, and their influence was still spreading to Dongzhou, Xizhou and other regions in the past two years.

Having too many disciples can easily lead to some internal conflicts. In recent years, there have often been fights between fellow disciples over a certain magic weapon or some lucrative assignments.

The most serious one was the group battle between the Water Academy and the Fire Academy, which resulted in the death of two foundation-building monks and the injury of hundreds of Qi practitioners. The cause was just a disciple from the Fire Academy molesting a female disciple from the Water Academy.

Wang Ping witnessed the fight, but did not interfere with their grudges and causes and effects. Taoist Yucheng also did not interfere, but after the fight, he ordered Zhao Qian, the head of the inner courtyard, to deal with some of his disciples in accordance with the sect's rules.

But at this moment, Dongshui Shan, who had been keeping his peace, finally lost his temper. Because of a magic weapon, two small groups with long-standing grudges started fighting in front of Zuo Xuan.

However, when someone was about to die, Zuo Xuan intervened to stop it.

The contradiction in this matter is actually very simple. The reason is that although He Jiu's promotion failed, his soul merged with a true spirit, and produced some kind of mutation with the formation of the magic weapon he carried, forming a magic weapon that was comparable to the monks who entered the country. soldiers.

The two foundation-building monks under He Jiu's sect believed that they should inherit this magic weapon, but the disciples from Zuoliang's sect believed that He Jiu's promotion consumed a lot of materials, and this magic weapon should belong to the public property of Dongshui Mountain, and it should be The virtuous live there.

"If I remember correctly, He Jiu's promotion materials were exchanged for his achievements in the Tao Palace and the sect." Yu Lian had returned from Baishui Gate and witnessed the chaotic situation in Dongshui Mountain with Wang Ping.

Yu Lian rarely calls someone without a nickname.

Wang Ping stretched out his hand, feeling the cool breeze blowing from the seaside, and said to Yu Lian: "I want to meditate above the clouds tonight, can you take me up?"

"Hurrah!"

Yu Lian looked very happy and rose into the air as her body transformed into her true form.

Wang Ping looked at Yu Lian, and jumped into the air very elegantly. When he was close to Yu Lian, he turned his body and landed firmly on Yu Lian's big head, and then leaned comfortably against a piece of scale. A lies down.

"Hold on tight!"

Yulian's huge body flashed a blue light in the night sky, and disappeared into the clouds in a blink of an eye.

Wang Ping's sight suddenly changed from the garden on the top of the mountain to the vast and silent sky, and then to the endless atmosphere. When he looked up, he saw that the slightly dazzling sun in the darkness had covered most of his body.

“It’s so cool up here!”

Wang Ping sighed while closing his eyes and enjoying the quiet night sky.

The mysterious water runes on Yu Lian's body unfolded, allowing her to float in the air without driving spells. Then, she let her body flutter in the wind and asked, "Don't you plan to be in your early nineties?"

She mentioned Dongshui Mountain again.

Wang Ping still closed his eyes and asked lazily: "Do you still feel that the current situation is unfair to the disciples of He Jiusan?"

"Is not it?"

"If you go down and intervene in this matter, the magic soldiers left by He Jiu will naturally be available to his disciples, but can you protect them for a lifetime? Didn't you say a long time ago not to let your compassion harm others? Why are you so irrational now?"

Yu Lian fell into silence after hearing this.

Wang Ping's meaning is very obvious. Yu Lian must understand the reason why it is a crime to have a jade, and Wang Ping's deeper meaning also means to warn Yu Lian.

To Wang Ping and Yu Lian, the disciples of He Jiusan are just passing by in their lives. When they get up, they take care of their affairs and help them gain some benefits. It is just to satisfy their inner goodwill, but when they turn around, they will Forgetting them leads to a tragedy. This is not because Wang Ping and Yu Lian are indifferent, but because the path of spiritual practice is long, and it can last for decades or even hundreds of years in the blink of an eye. For ordinary practitioners, these times are a lifetime.

After a long silence, Yu Lian said: "You are right, there is no absolute fairness in things in this world. If you pursue fairness and justice too much, you will become like those lunatics on the 'first day' and be regarded by the world." If you don’t tolerate it, you will drive yourself crazy.”

"As long as you understand, let Zuo Xuan handle this. She knows how to do it. Even if the magic weapon is not left to He Jiu's descendants in the end, she will definitely make compensation."

After Wang Ping responded softly, he relaxed completely.

Under the auspices of Zuo Xuan, a temporary arena was set up on Dongshui Mountain. She asked the monks from both sides to compete in the arena, and the winner would get the magic weapon.

This is a relatively fair method, and it is presided over by Zuo Xuan himself to prevent Zuo Liang from getting in the way.

There is a high probability that the disciples of He Jiusan will lose in this competition. This can be regarded as a kind of protection for them. However, if Zuo Xuan wants Dongshui Mountain to be stable, he must make some secret compensation.

Wang Ping stopped paying attention to the competition in Dongshui Mountain after it started, and soon fell into complete trance.

Silent all night.

Before he knew it, it was time for Wang Ping to do his homework. He woke up from trance and saw the sun that was about to break out of the darkness.

The Qianmuguan mountains are no longer below. Yulian's huge body flutters in the wind at night and floats over the southern sea.

"Are you awake? You have to go home!"

Wang Ping greeted Yu Lian.

Yulian's huge tail swung twice, and then she opened her huge vertical pupils. She first sensed Wang Ping's breath and emotions in the spiritual sea, and then spread her soul to explore the surrounding situation.

"Did you fly to the sea this time?"

As Yu Lian spoke, her body sank suddenly, and after passing through the clouds, she appeared above the vast sea. She looked at the endless sea and said, "I'll go to the sea to catch some fish and shrimp first."

"Okay!" Wang Ping jumped into the sky as he agreed.

"Wow!"

Yu Lian cheered, and her huge body sank at an extremely fast speed. In the blink of an eye, she sank into the sea with the rolling waves of the sea, followed by a wave four or five feet high.

Wang Ping looked at the waves sweeping towards the nearby coast. He stretched out his hand and struck two curse talismans into the waves. The waves, which were several feet high, immediately submerged into the seabed. It looked like there was some strange force on the seabed dragging them down.

This is the power of heaven!

A quarter of an hour later.

At Wang Ping's urging, Yu Lian got out of the sea without wanting to finish. She shook her body, and after shaking off the sea water on her body, she swallowed the fish and shrimp in her mouth, shrank her body and landed on Wang Ping's shoulder, lazily. Said: "Take me home!"

A smile appeared on Wang Ping's face unconsciously. His figure was submerged in the wood spirit's energy, hidden in the night sky, and flew rapidly towards Qianmu Temple.

Within half the time of burning incense, he silently returned to the mountain top dojo of Qianmu Temple.

The hustle and bustle of the Dongshui Mountain Dojo has stopped. The disciples of He Jiusan are safe and sound, and their mood is relatively stable.

Wang Ping didn't have the intention to understand the final result. He cast a 'cleaning technique' on himself and then settled down and started practicing every day.

(End of this chapter)