Zhu Xian: Learn from the Great Ying Immortal and rebuild the Trinity School

Chapter 70 To Save or Not
"Everyone, don't let the disaster affect your wife and children."

Faced with everyone looking at them with murderous intent, Xu Zhiqiu patiently advised them.

He tapped the woman's chest point from a distance, and the woman's body immediately responded, with a faint demonic aura emanating from her body.

Xu Dao:

"You can see that although her demonic energy is quite common, it is still relatively pure and clean. There is no obvious murderous aura, evil aura, demonic aura or ghost aura on her body. Obviously, she has never consumed blood and killed people."

Pointing to the little girl,

"As for this six-year-old girl, I think there is no need to say more. In this case..."

Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by the red-robed monk:
"I know what you are going to say, but so what? They are related to the Ghost King Sect. This is their natural sin! They deserve to die!"

After saying this, he raised the copper ruler in his hand and hit the mother and daughter with the force of splitting a mountain.

boom!
There was a loud thunder and lightning flashed.

Xu Zhiqiu used a palm thunder to blast the copper ruler back.

The red-robed monk was repulsed by the recoil and could not stop stumbling. He took three steps back with a look of horror on his face.

"Lei Fa! Who are you?"

"I am Xu Zhiqiu, a casual cultivator. Who are you?"

"Hmph, I'm Lv Fang, the deacon of Fenxiang Valley. I'm honored to meet you."

Both parties bowed and did not fight again.

Xu Zhiqiu continued:
"I know that you all hate their identities as followers of the Demon Cult, but when people are born into this world, they should be tolerated by heaven and earth. There are ten thousand ways to die in this world, but there is no such thing as 'deserving to die because of one's birth'."

"You are such a long-winded person!"

Monk Pufang took a step forward, his already ferocious face beginning to twitch as he lost all patience.
"I'm not asking you to do anything, can't you just stand by and watch?"

"Hey, that's not right." Xu Zhiqiu waved his hand and retorted, "If I didn't see what happened today, then whether you killed or cut them up would have nothing to do with me, and I would be too lazy to get involved. But I dug these two out, and if I told you to kill them, then the consequences would be on me."

Another monk who was watching said:

"Even though you saved them today, there's no guarantee that they won't do evil things in the future. If that happens, wouldn't what you did today become a joke? Wouldn't you become a clown!?"

"Then we'll talk about it later." Xu Zhiqiu laughed, not caring at all. "As for whether I will be ugly or make a fool of myself in the future... living in this unpredictable world, who can say for sure?"

"You are so protective of them, is there some secret relationship between you and them that cannot be revealed?"

"I think he is actually a demon who is undercover in our righteous path!"

"What else is there to say? Shoot him together!"

……

The three corpses of Pu Fang jumped up in rage, their murderous intent rising up, and they could no longer hold back.

He jumped high into the air, picked up the golden bowl in his hand, and pointed it downwards.

"Mom!"

All the monks cried out in shock and quickly scattered, fearing that they would be caught in the disaster.

"Boy! If you don't get out of the way, I'm going to hit you too!"

The golden bowl of the pagoda gathered tremendous true energy, stirring the surrounding air like a sticky liquid, and began to twist and roll.

A rumbling sonic boom sounded in the cavity, the sound was terrifying.

If this rice bowl is chipped off, it might directly collapse a mountain.

Xu Zhiqiu couldn't help but sigh inwardly when he saw this:

"The magic weapons in this world are really powerful!"

He sighed and silently stood in front of the mother and daughter.

Om-!
The bowl tore through the vacuum, leaving a white air path and smashing down with potential energy that Pei Mo could not stop.

Then, there was a deafening roar. Everyone couldn't help but cover their ears and lower their bodies to avoid being knocked over by the aftermath.

As the situation eased, people looked toward the field and couldn't help but roar in unison.

A shallow pit five meters wide and one foot deep was smashed into the ground.

Xu Zhiqiu stood in the middle of the shallow pit.
His black hair had turned snow-white, his body was wrapped in reversed Qi flames, and his clothes were fluttering.

He held the bowl with one hand, preventing it from moving forward an inch.

Pu Fang frowned as he watched from the sky.

What's next?

Xu Zhiqiu exclaimed:

"Master, this iron rice bowl is really powerful. If it was half a year ago when I just broke through the second level, I might not have been able to take it."

After saying this, he exerted force with his palm and the bowl flew back.

Pu Fang took it in his hand, took a look at it, and was immediately dumbfounded.

Okay!
A palm print was clearly imprinted on the bottom of the bowl. This magical weapon, which was famous in Tianyin Temple, was almost half scrapped.

After all, fists are better than tongues.

After showing his strength, the other cultivators, including Pu Fang, could no longer ignore his opinions.

However, there are still many people who are good at talking.

"You... there are so many of us. Do you think you can save them all by yourself?"

Xu Zhiqiu spread his hands:
"Whether or not someone can be saved is a question of ability, not a standard. Having a clear conscience is the standard."

After saying that, he looked at everyone inquiringly.

Everyone had different looks.

In life, it is inevitable that we are influenced by our own position.

Over time, people themselves will be alienated, becoming pure "standpoint creatures" and becoming addicted to grand narratives.

Armed with a shell of "political correctness", they became invincible and began to do all kinds of things...

Once you do something, no matter what the consequences are, no matter whether it is reasonable or unreasonable, you can always find reasons to support your behavior in the end.

Xu Zhiqiu actually has no way to communicate with these "right-wing radicals" in the righteous path.

Don't expect to convince them.

Of course, they couldn't convince Xu on the contrary.

What he upholds,
It is to put aside all the influences of secular, cultural and political positions and make decisions that are in line with the original simple heart.

This also echoes a saying in the Taoist scriptures: The truth always responds to things.

That is: to understand and deal with things based on one's own original nature.

As for whether he could save the mother and daughter in the end, to be honest, he didn't care too much.

It's nothing more than doing one's best and having a clear conscience.

When the two sides were in a stalemate,

Suddenly Xu Zhiqiu's eyes lit up, and he bowed to Pu Fang: "Hey, Master, why don't we make a bet!"

Pu Fang landed on the ground and snorted in a muffled voice:
"What are you gambling?"

"I have a secret spell here. Reciting it can cause a person to fall into an inner world and be tested by inner demons. If you can come out within an incense stick after reciting it, I will turn around and leave."

Xu Zhiqiu had a wicked smile on his face.

"If you can't come out by yourself, then after an incense stick of time, I will drag you out. By then, please persuade all the fellow Taoists present to give me some favor, how about that?"

(End of this chapter)