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Chapter 147: Palace of Ten Thousand Beasts (Two in one, please subscribe and vote)
"Look at you, you have such a mean mind! Do you think that others are as rude and unreasonable as you Quanzhen Sect?"

Mu Sheng's sarcastic words made Qiu Chuji feel heavy in his chest again.

What do you mean by mean-spiritedness and unreasonableness? You interfered in the internal affairs of my Quanzhen Sect and injured and disabled a group of disciples.

Now you say we are mean, arrogant and unreasonable. Are you talking about yourself?

But Qiu Chuji did not dare to say this. He was not afraid of death, but he also did not want to see the destruction of Quanzhen Sect.

He wanted to agree with Mu Sheng's words, but he couldn't open his mouth, and his face was full of confusion.

"What? You don't want to help?" Mu Sheng guessed what Qiu Chuji was thinking by looking at his expression. He put away the two swords in his hands and waved to Granny Sun and Yang Guo.

"Master Sheng," Yang Guo trotted over when he saw Mu Sheng calling him.

"Guo'er, go to the main hall and bring out a few chairs."

“Okay!” Yang Guo nodded and then trotted all the way to Chongyang Palace.

"Good boy, slow down, grandma will go with you." Grandma Sun also followed.

After a while, the two of them came out carrying two chairs each.

“Master Sheng, do you want more?” Yang Guo asked after putting the chair down.

“No need, this is enough.” Mu Sheng summoned Yang Guo to put the chairs in pairs on both sides facing each other.

He sat on the chair on the left and pulled Xiaolongnu to sit next to him.

Qiu Chuji was relieved when he saw this: "Since this person is willing to sit down and talk, he should not leave no room for maneuver."

Thinking of this, Qiu Chuji struggled to get up. Most of the Quanzhen disciples lay on the ground wailing, and those who survived hid far away.

It was impossible for him to ask the people from the Ancient Tomb Sect to support him. Yang Guo was a Quanzhen disciple, but in this situation, he couldn't open his mouth and ask Yang Guo to support him.

"This injury is nothing. We must not lose face for the Quanzhen Sect."

As Qiu Chuji struggled to get up, he inevitably pulled his wound, and the wound, which had been stopped bleeding by Hao Datong, began to bleed again.

Yang Guo, who was standing aside, felt mixed emotions as he watched Qiu Chuji struggling to get up, covered in blood and with stains all over his face.

During the past six months in Quanzhen Sect, Qiu Chuji was the only person who had treated him well. Others either bullied him like Zhao Zhijing and Lu Qingdu, or kept their distance from him because of Zhao Zhijing.

Although the other party had previously said that all this was caused by him, Yang Guo still remembered the favor.

This is what children who lack love are like. They regard any little warmth given by others as the sun.

Yang Guo finally couldn't bear it anymore, so he walked towards Qiu Chuji, intending to help him sit on the chair.

“Yang Guo, where are you going?” Mu Sheng suddenly called him, “Hurry up and sit down.”

"Ah?" Yang Guo was a little confused. Isn't this chair for Qiu Chuji and Hao Datong?
"Ah what? Come back and sit down!"

“Oh oh!” Yang Guo nodded obediently, then turned back and sat down with Granny Sun.

puff~
After finding out that the chair was not prepared for him, Qiu Chuji suddenly felt ashamed and angry. Even though it was for his own self-conceit, he was also ashamed of Mu Sheng.

That's right, in his opinion, Mu Sheng was deliberately trying to humiliate him.

So, feeling ashamed and helpless, he spat out another mouthful of blood.

"As expected of one of the Seven True Ones, their skills in talking are amazing. Not only can they confuse right and wrong, but they can also spit out blood when they say so. Amazing, amazing!"

Mu Sheng gave Qiu Chuji a thumbs up and exclaimed.

"I see. Quanzhen martial arts is indeed unique. My Ancient Tomb School's martial arts cannot do this."

Ok?
Mu Sheng looked at Xiao Longnu's serious expression and was not sure whether she really believed it or was just cooperating with him to make Qiu Chuji angry.

'Woman, you have aroused my curiosity again!'

Mu Sheng secretly made up his mind to find out Xiaolongnu's background as soon as possible.

It’s a pity that Qiu Chuji is now in sage mode after vomiting blood, and is temporarily immune to the verbal provocations from Mu Sheng and Xiao Longnu.

Seeing Qiu Chuji's numb face, Mu Sheng also lost interest and turned around and waved towards the distance.

"Hey you, you you, come here!"

Lu Qingdu, who was in the distance, looked at Mu Sheng who was waving in his direction. He felt that he was calling him, and looked around somewhat unconfidently.

"What are you looking at? I'm talking about you. Come here quickly and bring your cheap master with you."

Lu Qingdu didn't want to go there at all, but he didn't dare to disobey Mu Sheng's orders.

So he and a few disciples carried Zhao Zhijing, who was a little mentally unstable, and walked towards Mu Sheng.

All along the way, there were Quanzhen disciples lying on the ground wailing, and the closer they got to Mu Sheng, the weaker their legs became.

After putting Zhao Zhijing down, he did not dare to leave without permission and just stood there trembling.

"Alright, now both parties are here. Is it you Quanzhen Sect that is harming the child, or is it Yang Guo who is making up lies to sow discord? Let's confront them face to face!"

Qiu Chuji looked at Zhao Zhijing, who had disheveled hair and was mumbling something. He did not say a word but expressed his meaning clearly.

People are driven crazy by you, but what you say is what it is.
"Hey, who?" Mu Sheng pointed at Lu Qingdu, frightening him so much that he collapsed to the ground. "Tell me, how does your master treat Yang Guo on a daily basis?"

"I'll tell you everything. My master was angry that the hero Guo Jing lost his face last year, so he took out his anger on Yang Guo. He asked us..."

Lu Qingdu told Yang Guo all the dirty things Zhao Zhijing had done, including that he only taught Yang Guo the mantras but not the specific methods of practice, arranged for Yang Guo to do the hardest and dirtiest work, and often looked for opportunities to beat Yang Guo.

He also told about Zhao Zhijing's daily practices of excluding dissidents and suppressing talented disciples.

"How is it possible? How could Junior-Martial Brother Zhao do such a thing?" Qiu Chuji's face became paler and paler as he listened to Lu Qingdu's story.

Is this the chief disciple of the third generation of Quanzhen Sect whom they carefully selected? Qiu Chuji was unwilling to believe it.

In the original novel, after learning about what Zhao Zhijing had done to Yang Guo, the Quanzhen Sect simply changed their chief disciple, because they did not suffer any losses.

But now, because of Zhao Zhijing's heavy losses, Quanzhen Sect's survival depends on Mu Sheng's decision.

"Uncle Master, what I said is true, and many fellow disciples know about this."

"I never thought that the Quanzhen Sect would encounter such a disaster. It was actually my own fault, Qiu Chuji."

"How ridiculous, how ridiculous!" Qiu Chuji's pale face suddenly turned rosy.

"Oh my god, don't die now!"

Seeing that he was about to vomit blood and die, Mu Sheng quickly threw out a few silver needles and stabbed them into Qiu Chuji's body, suppressing his blood.

The color on Qiu Chuji's face faded again. Although he still looked half-dead, he was no longer in danger of life.

"Okay, now that the matter is clear, the next step is to take revenge and complain!"

Mu Sheng stood up and walked in front of Zhao Zhijing.

"All of this was caused by Zhao Zhijing's failure to recognize Guo Jing. If he is so blind, what is the point of having eyes?"

Mu Sheng first threw out a few silver needles to prevent him from fainting.

Then he flicked his wrist, and two stones flew into Zhao Zhijing's eye sockets and burst his eyeballs.

"Ah! Ah! My eyes, my eyes"

Zhao Zhijing, who had just looked crazy, suddenly covered his eyes and wailed.

"Ha, playing crazy and stupid!" Mu Sheng sneered.

"If you like to confuse right and wrong and deceive your superiors and subordinates, then you don't need this tongue anymore."

As Mu Sheng spoke, he pulled out a steel knife, inserted it into Zhao Zhijing's mouth and cut it, and a small red piece of meat flew out.

"Ah! Ah!" Now Zhao Zhijing could only scream.

"You are a teacher but you don't teach martial arts properly. You find ways to beat your apprentice and bully the weak. People like you are not worthy of learning martial arts!"

As Mu Sheng spoke, he pointed his toes at Zhao Zhijing's dantian, sucking all the internal energy out of his body and destroying his dantian.

Mu Sheng himself will not use this internal energy as he has obsessive-compulsive disorder, but he can save it to train Yang Guo.

"." After losing his internal energy, Zhao Zhijing didn't even have the strength to wail, and could only make some humming sounds.

"He has only one leg but two arms. It's asymmetrical and uncoordinated. This is not good!" Mu Sheng cut off Zhao Zhijing's left arm at the elbow with another knife, and then used a silver needle to stimulate his vitality.

It consumed Zhao Zhijing's lifespan to heal most of his wounds, preventing him from dying too easily, and also mostly detoxified the jade bee venom.

The remaining toxicity would cause him to suffer from pain and itching for half an hour every day for the rest of his life.

"Killing is not the right thing to do. Why do you have to humiliate him like this?" Qiu Chuji finally couldn't help it. The previous reasons were fine, but what kind of asymmetry is this?

Mu Sheng raised his eyebrows and looked at Qiu Chuji in surprise. Did this old Taoist think he was easy to talk to?
Holding the knife, he walked to Qiu Chuji and squatted down. Mu Sheng thrust the knife in front of Qiu Chuji and slapped him on the face while saying:
"If this is considered humiliation, then I humiliated him, so what?"

"you"

"What do you mean, do you think you are a good person? Huh?"

"Your master Wang Chongyang has spent his whole life fighting against foreign races, but you have been flirting with the Jin people and the Mongols. Are you worthy of your master?"

"I did that all for the Quanzhen Sect!" Qiu Chuji's face began to turn red again.

"You just admitted to colluding with alien races."

"To go against one's master's aspirations is unfilial, and to collude with foreigners is disloyal."

"Guo Jing entrusted Yang Guo to your care, but Yang Guo was bullied to this extent in the Quanzhen Sect. This is unjust."

Mu Sheng's voice became louder and louder, and Qiu Chuji's face became redder and redder.

"Choosing a narrow-minded villain like Zhao Zhijing as the chief disciple is a sign of blindness."

"The disciples of the Quanzhen Sect are taught by you like hooligans. This is incompetence."

"You are such a disloyal, unfilial, unkind, and incompetent person."

"How dare you bark in front of me!"

Mu Sheng shouted angrily, and when he said the last word, his spit sprayed all over Qiu Chuji's face.

"you you."

puff~~

Qiu Chuji raised his head and spat out a large mouthful of blood, as if he had spurted out all the blood in his body.

'No, no!'

This was Qiu Chuji’s last thought before he fainted.

Mu Sheng dodged as early as when Qiu Chuji attacked him, thus avoiding being drenched in blood.

"Brother Sheng, is this old Taoist priest dead?" Xiao Longnu guessed after estimating the amount of blood Qiu Chuji had bled.

"It's okay, I won't die for a while."

One of the benefits of having strong internal strength is that one's vitality is far stronger than that of an ordinary person. If an ordinary person had suffered such an injury as Qiu Chuji, he would have died long ago.

"So are we going back to the ancient tomb now?"

"Not urgent!"

Mu Sheng walked forward slowly and spoke loudly to the Quanzhen disciples lying on the ground. His voice was transmitted to everyone's ears with the blessing of his internal energy:

"You have all experienced the toxicity of the jade bees. If there is no antidote, the itching and pain will continue."

"But God is merciful and I don't like to do things to the extreme."

After hearing these words, the wailing in the field became much quieter.

"I like dogs the most. They are loyal and lovable. As long as you crawl in front of me and bark three times, I will be so happy that I will cure the poison of the jade bee in you."

"Think about it quickly, I won't wait too long." Mu Sheng said and turned around and sat back in his chair.

There was silence outside Chongyang Palace for a few seconds, and then a burst of angry curses rang out.

Mu Sheng's request was really insulting. These disciples usually treated everyone they met with respect when they were told they were Quanzhen disciples. They had never suffered such humiliation.

"You are wishful thinking. I, Quanzhen, would rather die than be humiliated."

"That's right. He also likes dogs. When I look at him, he looks just like a dog. Otherwise, why would I like to hear dogs barking? Hahaha."

"That's right, everyone, don't be fooled, this thief just wants to humiliate us. Junior Brother Zhang, where are you going?"

"Brother Liu, I feel so uncomfortable. I really can't stand it. Just let me go. I'm not afraid of being humiliated."

"You are not allowed to go."

The dispute between the two attracted the attention of other people. Some people cursed Taoist Zhang, while others remained silent.

In the end, Taoist Zhang broke free from Taoist Liu's pull and stumbled all the way to Mu Sheng.

"Wang! Wang Wang!"

"I'm shouting, I'm shouting, give me the antidote, give me the antidote!" Taoist Zhang begged after shouting a few times, fearing that Mu Sheng was teasing them.

"Whose dog is standing up? Get down and bark!"

Taoist Zhang surrendered without much hesitation, knelt on the ground and barked for a few more seconds.

"Hahahaha, good dog, good dog!"

Mu Sheng didn't expect that he still got a good dog: "Here you go!"

Mu Sheng threw a pitch-black pill to Taoist Zhang. It was his special antidote, made with jade honey as the main ingredient.

Taoist Zhang picked up the pill and swallowed it impatiently. Soon the itching and pain subsided.

"Okay, hahaha, I'm fine, it doesn't hurt anymore." Taoist Zhang couldn't help laughing when he noticed the pain was gone, and the slight feeling of shame for barking like a dog also completely disappeared.

"Get out of here once you've removed the poison!"

"I'll get out of here, I'll get out of here, thank you very much, sir, thank you very much, sir"

Hearing Mu Sheng's impatient voice, Taoist Zhang quickly stepped back with a smile.

After one person took the lead and successfully detoxified himself, other people began to learn to bark like a dog.

In the end, one-third of the Quanzhen disciples chose to bark like dogs.

"These Taoists are so spineless," Xiao Longnu suddenly said.

"If Wang Chongyang knew that his disciples were all like this, he would probably jump out of his coffin." Granny Sun also echoed.

Yang Guo did not say anything. The Quanzhen Sect that his uncle Guo highly praised pushed him to lower his limits time and time again.

"We came here with excitement, and we will leave when we are done. Let's go. This place is too filthy. Let's go back to the ancient tomb."

Mu Sheng stood up, stepped over Qiu Chuji's body, and stood in front of Chongyang Palace.

He suddenly drew out the steel knife in his hand and quickly carved two rows of large characters on the pillars on both sides of Chongyang Palace.

All virtues should be cultivated to be completely true, while those without shame are beasts.

Then he jumped and erased the three words "Chongyang Palace" on the plaque and changed it to "Wanshou Palace".

"Let's go!"

Mu Sheng called out, picked up Yang Guo and flew away, followed closely by Xiaolongnu and Granny Sun.

When passing by an open space full of Quanzhen disciples, Mu Sheng suddenly gave a wicked smile and raised his hand.

Densely packed black pills fell down and landed in front of those Quanzhen disciples who did not learn to bark like dogs.

"This"

"What is this person's purpose?"

Although the disciples did not understand why Mu Sheng gave them the antidote, they quickly picked up the antidote and took it.

As the pain subsided, everyone looked in the direction where Mu Sheng and others left, their eyes full of complicated expressions.

What they didn't notice was that the Quanzhen disciples who got the antidote only after learning to bark like dogs looked at them with inexplicable emotions in their eyes.

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