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Chapter 462 I earn 14 yuan by refining pills (no CP)

"I am not trespassing. It was the leader of your Wanfo Sect who respectfully invited me back. If you don't believe me, go ask him."

Zi Zeng responded coldly: "What nonsense! The sect leader has already..." Halfway through his words, he suddenly realized that something was wrong. The current situation made it impossible for him to think calmly.

"Already what?" Chu Yuan's words just now were meant to trick him. Looking at his reaction, he knew that his guess was correct.

Time waits for no one, and Chu Yuan didn't have time to beat around the bush with him.

"Master Zhiyuan was injured by you, right? I went to check on his injuries. I'm afraid even the godly doctor would be powerless to save him. You were really cruel."

Hearing this, Zi Zeng was stunned for a moment. Master, is he really...

However, this thought was fleeting. He firmly believed that what he did was right. Even if it cost him his life, he must prevent this disaster from happening.

And since this woman in front of him has already met the master, it means that she is in cahoots with them and cannot be trusted.

The more you talk, the more mistakes you make, so Zi Zeng decided to keep his mouth shut and refused to speak no matter what Chu Yuan asked.

"You think you can get rid of me by not saying anything? Haha, how naive. Maybe you have heard of the art of soul-stealing?"

This was originally a spell used by ghost cultivators, but Chu Yuan had lived too long in the immortal cultivation world and always loved to study strange things. It happened that he had some dealings with the ghost world because of the matter of space magic weapons, so he learned this spell just in case.

However, she has never actually used it after learning it. If the person in front of her really pushes her into a corner, she doesn't mind using this little monk as her first experimental subject.

"Don't force me to capture your soul. If that happens, not only will the secret you want to keep be lost, but you will also become my puppet." Chu Yuan's tone was joking, which frightened Zi Zeng.

He was not afraid of death, but he was afraid that the Buddhism he had practiced for half his life would become a sharp sword in the hands of the bad guys. Moreover, he still had very important things to do, so he could not and dared not die.

"You should just give up on this idea. Even if I die, I will never be an accomplice to the evil."

"Wait, did you misunderstand something? I am not in the same group with Master Zhiyuan. When I saw the people from the Ten Thousand Buddha Sect acting sneakily all day, I knew they had bad intentions, so I investigated late at night to uncover the secret."

It's impossible to dispel his doubts with just a few words, unless...

Chu Yuan looked at him helplessly and helped him break the seal on his body: "Now you believe it, do you Buddhists always write your inner thoughts on your face?"

The elders were like this during the day, sneaky and sneaky, just short of having "I have something to hide" written on their faces. Now the little monk was the same, with his face saying: I can't believe you unless you dare to let me out.

What's the big deal about letting someone go? If she can gain his trust, why not do it? Anyway, she can catch him again at any time.

The main thing that trapped Zi Zeng here was the seal on the chain. When the seal was broken, the remaining few small buckles were nothing but useless to him, and he quickly broke free from the restraints.

"Amitabha, my Buddhist name is Zi Zeng, and I am a disciple of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Sect. I accidentally had a conflict with my master a few days ago, so I was imprisoned here. Thank you for your help, fellow Taoist."

Hey, you are trying to fool her, right? She is such a ruthless person.

So Chu Yuan waved his hand, and the monk Zi Zeng, who had just broken free from his restraints, was once again sealed in the chains. Moreover, the power of the seal this time was set by Chu Yuan, and there was no possibility for him to break free.

"I advise you not to play tricks here. You should know that your life and property depend on my whim."

Zi Zeng struggled for a long time, and after realizing that he couldn't get out of trouble even if he tried his best, he slowly lowered his head and said, "Well, Master's injury was caused by me five days ago. At that time, I overheard the conversation between Master and several elders. A distinguished guest is coming to visit the sect, so I have to speed up my actions.

But what they did was extremely rebellious, and I didn't want to see the lives of the world being harmed because of my own selfish desires, so I seized the opportunity and severely injured my master when he was in seclusion. "

What he said was very vague, but he did explain everything that needed to be explained. However, he refused to talk about the secret behind the Ten Thousand Buddhas Sect.

"This is about the reputation of our sect, so I will stop here."

Chu Yuan shook his head regretfully: "You don't think you can stop a sect's all-out plan by yourself, do you? How naive. To tell you the truth, I am the honored guest your master mentioned."

As a disciple of the Buddha appointed by the leader of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Sect, he also knew some of the sect's secrets and had seen the secret treasures passed down from generation to generation in the sect: "So you are here to take the Floating Light Cauldron? It's a pity that it is now..."

This person always left half of what he said, which made Chu Yuan very angry. He simply waved his hand and made a seal: "Capture the soul!"

This soul-stealing technique is an adapted version of the soul-stealing technique. It only captures the spirit but not the soul. It can be considered a relatively gentle way of questioning.

The main reason was that the soul-stealing techniques in the ghost world were too brutal and violent, and using them would damage one's merits and virtues, so Chu Yuan made some adaptations on this basis and removed the parts that could hurt people's minds.

Before Zi Zeng could resist, Chu Yuan had already grasped the spirit in his body: "You really won't cry until you see the coffin. Now we can talk properly, right?"

The spirit filled with golden light showed no resistance in Chu Yuan's hands and quickly explained the whole story.

It turned out that Zi Zeng had discovered something was wrong several years ago.

In the eyes of everyone, Master is a gifted Buddhist practitioner and a highly respected master, but the truth seems not to be so.

He stayed in the forbidden area in the back mountain every day under the pretext of practicing Buddhism, and did not allow anyone to disturb him. In fact, he was setting up an array, a sky-stealing array.

After discovering this, Zi Zeng immediately reported the abnormality to the great elder, Zhi Zhen, who was Master Zhi Yuan’s senior brother.

But he didn't expect that several elders had already known about this matter, and were in cahoots with the master, and even wanted to persuade him to get involved.

Zi Zeng certainly refused. The Heaven-Stealing Formation was an evil formation that used the flesh and blood of living people to gather spiritual energy for its own use. How could a disciple of Buddhism do such an evil and treasonous thing?

So there was the incident that Chu Yuan had heard before, that Zi Zeng was almost abolished and expelled from the sect. Actually, to put it nicely, it was expulsion from the sect, but in reality it was murder to silence him.

The mastermind behind this incident was Monk Zhiyuan, who had taught Zizeng for decades and was his most respected and admired master.