I built the Jade Capital with the Netherworld

Chapter 109 Zhao Wuji's Visit

Chapter 109 Zhao Wuji's Visit
Liu Qingtan is really working hard!

Lu Wujiu looked at the Taoist children crowded in the courtyard and couldn't help shaking his head. He walked towards the gate of the courtyard under the awe-filled eyes of the Taoist children.

Outside the door, Liu Qingtan was calling the Taoist boy in.

Seeing Lu Wujiu's eyes light up, he said, "Sir, could you help me take a look? I have to go there again."

Lu Wujiu said nothing and waved his hand.

Liu Qingtan was overjoyed when he saw this, and rushed into the depths of the cave again.

Lu Wujiu shook the sleeves of his wide robe, lifted the robe in front of his knees, sat cross-legged at the door, closed his eyes and began to meditate.

"Da da da……"

A sound of footsteps came hurriedly. Several monks looked at Lu Wujiu who was sitting in front of the door, then looked at the Taoist boy Dongyuan who was frightened like a quail in the yard. With uncertain expressions, they turned around and left.

"Whoa!"

Not long after, another cultivator arrived riding the wind and air. Looking at the Jiazi aura emanating from Lu Wujiu, he bowed and turned to leave.

For a while, people passed by from time to time, and after seeing Lu Wujiu, they all bowed and left.

Those who knew him knew that he was the Grand Marshal of the Liuren Sect's army;

Even those who don't know him, looking at his advanced cultivation, know that he is not someone to be trifled with.

On this day, Dongyuan became a hot commodity.

Countless people rushed forward with envy and took a fierce bite.

Some people snatched magic weapons, some people snatched scriptures, and some people tried to plunder the Dongyuan inheritance... Only the Lao Lu Temple became a spectacle.

He did not fight or compete, but madly snatched back the young men from the swords of the great monks.

When night fell, the Dongyuan Sect, which had been looted all day, became a ruin. Countless late-coming wandering cultivators, like vultures smelling rotten flesh, circled over the ruins, unwilling to leave for a long time.

After Liu Qingtan sent back another Taoist boy covered in blood, he finally stopped leaving.

He sat down next to Lu Wujiu, too tired to speak.

Lu Wujiu took out a porcelain bottle and handed it over.

Liu Qingtan took it, swallowed it, and struggled to circulate his Qi to digest the medicinal power.

After a long time, he finally recovered some of his magic power, but his whole body seemed to have been drained of energy, his eyes were trembling and hesitant.

That day, he saw too much greed and terror in human nature.

When he was rescuing the Taoist boy, some of Dongyuan's disciples asked him for help as if they had found a life-saving straw.

However, he could only give up cruelly, which in turn resulted in even more desperate curses.

If it was just cursing, he would feel better, but more people died in front of him.

He could understand the reasons why the major sects killed people.

With the example of Guangxuan in the past, the fact that he was able to take in so many boys was due to his reputation.

But understanding it in one's heart is one thing, and seeing people die in front of him is another.

"Da da da……"

There was the sound of footsteps, and Xia Fazhu of Liuren Sect approached from the darkness. He looked at the small courtyard behind Lu Wujiu with a complicated expression and said, "Others are murderers and robbers, but you are good at saving people from danger. Daoist Yang said that you are not an immortal, but you are better than an immortal. Now that I see you, I know that what Daoist Yang said is true."

Lu Wujiu said, "You are too kind, fellow Daoist. This was done by my temple master and has nothing to do with me."

Master Xia smiled, and imitating Lu Wujiu, he lifted his robe, casually sat down cross-legged, and looked at Liu Qingtan and said, "Then may I ask what Master Liu plans to do with these boys?"

Liu Qingtan said nothing and subconsciously looked at Lu Wujiu.

Lu Wujiu said, "The law does not punish the masses. Are you afraid that these boys will take revenge on the Nine Dao Xuan Sect when they grow up?"

Master Xia shook his head: "That's not the case! But there are at least two or three hundred people here. Can the old law temple afford to support them?"

Lu Wujiu sighed, "Even if I can't afford it, I have to raise them! After this catastrophe, I don't know what these people's minds have become. If I let them out and cause trouble, the consequences will be my fault."

Upon hearing this, Liu Qingtan pursed her lips and lowered her head with a look of shame.

He only thought about saving people, but didn't think about what to do after saving them?
"It's good that you have this realization."

Master Xia nodded in satisfaction, exchanged pleasantries for a while, and then said goodbye and left.

As Master Xia left, the prying eyes gradually disappeared.

Lu Wujiu shook his head and said, "Go to bed early and go back tomorrow morning!" Then he turned and walked into the courtyard and headed towards the chariot room. The Taoist children in the courtyard who had been worried all day saw Lu Wujiu and subconsciously made way for him.

Everyone stared at Lu Wujiu blankly until Lu Wujiu walked into the chapel. Suddenly, an older Taoist boy knelt down and kowtowed.

The remaining boys followed suit and kowtowed repeatedly in front of the closed door.

Silent all night.

The next morning, Liu Qingtan, who had not slept all night, had already led the disciples of Lao Lu Temple to make a list and arrange the traveling team.

Led by Lu Wujiu, the group walked out of the courtyard and went down the mountain.

At this time, some scattered members of the Dongyuan Sect were searching for lost property in the ruins. Seeing the Taoist children swarming out, they subconsciously stopped what they were doing, looked up, and their expressions were different.

Leading nearly two hundred people, especially a group of Taoist children, to migrate is not an easy task.

Lu Wujiu didn't care about anything, and Liu Qingtan, who was just a Taoist boy, could only run around and deal with various trivial matters.

Fortunately, most of the Dongyuan Taoist children who had experienced life and death disasters were very well-behaved and sensible, which saved Liu Qingtan a lot of trouble.

After leaving Dongyuan, considering that the old temple's houses were obviously not enough, Liu Qingtan had to take some older Taoist children and return to the old temple in advance to organize people to level the land and expand the temple.

Lu Wujiu also followed and returned to Lao Lu Temple early.

That night, a knock on the door interrupted Lu Wujiu's meditation.

When he opened the door, he saw Zhao Wuji in human form.

"I apologize for disturbing you so late at night!"

"You're welcome."

Lu Wujiu then led Zhao Wuji into the cemetery.

After Zhao Wuji sat down, he said with a complicated expression, "Excuse me, fellow Daoist, which senior in the sect killed Guangxuan?"

Lu Wujiu laughed and said, "You are so sure in asking this, Daoist friend. What if it was some immortal from the land passing by who disliked Guangxuan?"

"Fellow Daoist, please stop teasing me!" Zhao Wuji added, "Fellow Daoist, I don't know which senior this is."

Lu Wujiu shook his head: "My sect is used to being lax. I haven't recognized all the people yet. How can I know who did it?"

Zhao Wuji didn't give up: "But Lord Ghost Cao?"

Lu Wujiu continued to shake his head: "I don't know."

Zhao Wuji took a breath and was silent for a while. He took out a brocade box and placed it on the table. "This is the human skin left after Guangxuan's sudden death. It looks quite good, so I'm giving it to you as a token of my appreciation."

Lu Wujiu glanced at it and nodded, saying, "This Buddhist item is quite interesting. I will accept it."

Zhao Wuji breathed a sigh of relief.

Next, he will be busy rebuilding the Wudang Sect and will not be able to come to pay his respects for a while.

I came here to ask the Netherworld Reincarnation Sect if there is any special mission.

Lu Wujiu naturally said that he didn't have any for the time being.

Just a few words of advice, don't publicize the theory of reincarnation in the underworld.

Zhao Wuji naturally patted his chest to make a promise.

After all, Guangxuan's death, to a certain extent, was because he wanted to force the Netherworld to reveal the truth about reincarnation, which led to his death.

With the lessons learned from the past, how could he dare to reveal too much?

"Now that you've taken revenge, would you like to be reborn as a human?"

Lu Wujiu thought of something and asked casually.

"No, since the world already knows about the tiger demon Zhao Wuji, why should I reincarnate as a human? This way, the deceased soul's intention will not be in vain."

Zhao Wuji looked a little gloomy.

Lu Wujiu nodded and said no more.

The two exchanged pleasantries for a while, and when the east was already bright, Zhao Wuji left with a hint of regret.

 I will only update once today. I am really sorry. I was busy with work before the New Year and I don’t have enough energy.

  
 
(End of this chapter)

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