In the hall of the Cangjian Sect, Jiang Yanxing, the head of the Cangjian Sect, slapped his palm heavily on the stone table. A palm print suddenly sank on the table, and a large amount of stone chips splashed.

Jiang Yanxing pointed at He Minggu: "That's how he brought you a message, this is how you came back, and where did you keep your junior brothers? This kind of thing that deceives your master and destroys ancestors."

A woman (also a master of the Yan generation) persuaded Jiang Yanxing to calm down. Jiang Yanxing pointed at He Minggu and said, "Get out of here and go to the precepts hall to receive the punishment." He Minggu took the order and retreated.

Yang Yanyue said: "Senior brother, I am ignorant, don't be angry either. Minggu said that Zhao Mingyi didn't know what kind of adventure he had. His cultivation level increased sharply in a short period of time. The younger generation had conflicts outside. We who are elders should find out the reason."

Jiang Yanxing couldn't help but say, "I know you have a good relationship with Sun Yandao, but his disciples have turned to evil heretics. How can you protect them so much?"

Another head of the Yan generation said: "The law enforcement disciples of the precepts sect should be sent to capture this villain immediately." Jiang Yanxing nodded and said to the other fellow disciples in the hall: "My junior brothers, do you have any opinions? If you don't have any opinions, then just make up."

At this time, Yang Yanyue said, "I'll go there too."

The camera switches to Zhao Mingyi's side.

Zhao Mingyi was processing the ingredients. The ingredient was a huge carp four meters long, bright red in color and sharp teeth in his mouth. Zhao Mingyi held a special long knife and cut the meat one by one. The four junior brothers on the side, yes, they were exactly three junior brothers, and a junior sister (Han Mingyu is a woman) was preparing on the metal table. He watched the sword flowers in Zhao Mingyi's hand separate the flesh and flesh of the monster's body and put them into different pressure cookers to steam.

Zhao Mingyi's technique comes from another consciousness body. That consciousness body has served as a chef for a certain family, but that consciousness body does not have such high-end ingredients. The big carp in front of me, regardless of the year or weight, is all high-end goods according to the rating of artificially raised spirit beasts in that world. Of course, slaughtering is still a bit unprofessional. It should be caught with good bait. How can it be fried with explosives?

However, in the eyes of Han Mingyu and others, Zhao Mingyi's technique is already very professional. These four people have been accompanying Zhao Mingyi to eat and drink these days. Zhao Mingyi uses the cooking method that only aristocratic families have. The banquet made by the aristocratic families is a delicacy at the banquets of the aristocratic families. Such delicacies are also extremely rare ingredients in the aristocratic families. Because to capture these great monsters, it will cost a lot of lives to lure these monsters into the trap. Zhao Mingyi has the advantage of tools and means.

The four of them looked at Zhao Mingyi and were already admiring. In Zhao Mingyi's kitchen, these people were like elementary school students waiting for the teacher, waiting for Zhao Mingyi to handle this monster well. In the past few days, Han Mingyu and others, who have the best foundation, have all tried their best to practice physical skills, and they still feel that they are not being able to be supplemented.

The meat on the fish bones has been removed, and then the large fish bones and washed fish scales are then fryed in hot oil. The fish belly is soaked in the gum, and the kitchen with 400 kilograms of metal and various pressure cookers is filled with an attractive aroma.

After finishing all the work, Zhao Mingyi picked up the mechanical watch and said to Han Mingyu behind him: "Pay attention to the time."

"Okay senior brother, don't worry," Sun Mingkong (a disciple). He patted his chest and said. Zhao Mingyi nodded and said, "Okay, then I'll take a break. By the way, if there are monster traces in other places, record them in the notebook."

At this time, Han Mingyu shouted in a slight manner: "Senior Brother Zhao." Zhao Mingyi asked, "What's wrong, Junior Sister Han." Han Mingyu wanted to speak but stopped, and finally seemed to have muster up the courage and said, "Senior Brother, you are not a bad person." After saying this, Hongxia flew on her cheek.

Zhao Mingyi laughed and said, "Bad person? Of course I am not, but for many people now, I am better a bad person. I am better to be a murderer."

Han Mingyu said in a hurry: "Senior Brother, why are you self-deprecating? Is there anything you can explain clearly in the sect?"

Zhao Mingyi looked at the four people, and the four people showed a look of incomprehension about Zhao Mingyi at this moment. Zhao Mingyi smiled and said, "You guys have only good and evil in their eyes. In addition to good and evil, there are also poverty and humbleness in this world, there are also differences between high and low, and profit and loss. The world is full of contradictions, and good and evil are just a kind of contradiction."

The four young men still didn't seem to understand. Zhao Mingyi washed his hands, took out a notebook from his pocket of clothes, and clearly listed several numbers. These numbers are the steel output, agricultural product output, population output, and agricultural output in the nearby Shijia District in recent years.

After listing these data, Han Mingyu and others seemed to understand something? Zhao Mingyi popped up the paper and said quietly: "Everyone is doing the destruction of demons and demons, but after the destruction of demons, they all have the benefits to divide them. Your senior brother, I gathered more than 100,000 people here and produced high-quality swords and weapons. These places were still a place where monsters traveled daytime a few years ago and tax collectors came from for several years. Now for the nearby aristocratic families, if I were an evil demon heretic who could attack, it would be a great thing. It's a pity that I am not."

Han Mingyu broke out and said, "We should go back and report to the head. Senior brother, you are not a heretic." As soon as this sentence was said, Han Mingyu felt a little naive. Thinking about dozens of days ago, her attitude towards Zhao Mingyi was to severely punish the "rebels". In the past few days, due to the sudden increase in her cultivation, her position could not help but change. (The butt really determines the head)

Zhao Mingyi waved his hand and said, "You don't need to worry about this matter. You just need to make your own judgment. By the way, don't make too much trouble with the sect. If you want to stay, the sect will urge too hard, you can adapt to the situation."

Sun Mingkong asked in confusion: "Senior Brother, do you want us?" Zhao Mingyi said: "I didn't want you to do anything, and staying or leaving are free. When I was at the mountain gate, the master asked me to carry water and chop firewood. If I didn't want to do it, I would pretend to have a stomachache and pretend to have forgotten things in the bed. I "look for more" in the morning for half an hour. You can also say that my stomach is damaged and I can't walk. I took your sword and didn't let you go. In short, don't be so rigid."

These four young men and girls looked at each other. This lazy manner made the four disciples of the aristocratic families feel a little confused about what Zhao Mingyi was saying. These young men and girls are all disciples of the big family, noble girls and sons who are married to the Taoist sect and aristocratic families. Zhao Mingyi is the mountain child who inherited some of Lu An’s memories.

Zhao Mingyi looked at the four pairs of confused eyes, sighed and gave up the explanation, and said simply and clearly: "I mean, you are standing next to you, take what you should take, eat what you should eat, and get the benefits. Don't get involved in the conflicts between my sect if you have nothing to do."

"How can that work?" the four people shouted, obviously they were very simple, who had just entered the world. The morality indoctrinated since childhood was formed in their own creeds, and they had not been "adapted" to their own morality in reality.

Zhao Mingyi waved his hand and said, "I have told you enough. In general, in one sentence, this balance of interests between Taoism and Confucianism has been broken by me now. So with this mess, if you mess up now, it will be even worse for me."

Zhao Mingyi walked out with great strides. Han Mingyu looked at the faraway back and suddenly asked, "Senior Brother Zhao, what are you going to do?"

Zhao Mingyi paused for a moment, then took another step, leaving a sentence: "Someone sharpens the knife, I need to draw my sword."

In Han Mingyu's eyes, Zhao Mingyi's back had a strong aura, as if one person and one sword could block everything in the world. Girls were always easily fascinated by this. If you only look at the back, Zhao Mingyi's straight backbone, calm and confident steps, and this heroic spirit was scattered on his body.

But looking at the front, Zhao Mingyi’s face is not just a hero, but the future seems to be reflected in Zhao Mingyi’s eyes.

Zhao Mingyi was not blocking the world by sword. His temperament at this time was more like using a scepter to lightly introduce everything into the circle he had already drawn.

The difference between a hero and a guide is that a hero is dedication, while a guide is leading others forward in his envious and jealous eyes.

There was a fable at the end of the 20th century that a top student who passed the high school entrance examination in a mountainous area gave up the high salary in the east and resolutely went to teach himself, hoping to devote his youth so that more children can have a future and allow more children to grow up and have a bright future. However, after he returned, the people in the entire mountainous area were polite on the surface, but the uselessness of studying began to prevail in secret, and the enrollment rate of this year was greatly reduced. Two months later, the top student didn't say anything, left immediately, went to the east to develop, and three years later, returned home in a grand style and came back to show off his wealth.

This is a very realistic sociology. The socialist countries before the Earth's electronic age suddenly faded and regained their capital. In fact, everyone in society at that time had a responsibility. Because in such a society, if you want to guide the development goals and the effect of the example of material interests is more effective than being moved by painstaking dedication.

In this deep sub-ruins area, the evolutionary officers came in to talk about their ideals with these people, and they all seemed to have returned in a failure. The evolutionary officers could not succeed, not because the evolutionary officers were bad. It was because the materialization here was too serious.

This is why Lu An's consciousness group began to be slightly above the top. Because it is too materialistic, when facing material operation, humans will naturally be unable to help but look down on their minds after anticipating the future.
Chapter completed!