Everyone Knows I’m a Good Man

Du Xun was worthy of being the host, and the answer he came up with was exactly the same as the one Ji Changze led him in.

Although Du Xun was willing to think this way, the disciples who witnessed Xiao Yuanqing being pushed out could not agree with this.

If they hadn't snatched it so quickly, how could Yuan Qing have survived? But Ji Changze had just made it clear that he had saved them, and they didn't dare to argue.

The zombies outside have been cleared away, but the disciples have not left the hall.

On the one hand, they were afraid of running into monsters again when they went out, and on the other hand, they were shocked by the few hands Ji Changze showed just now.

Especially the injured disciples saw Ji Changze stretching out his fingers from a distance. Although there was nothing there, they could clearly feel the squeezing around the wound.

As they watched the black blood being squeezed out, all the way to the red blood at the end, everyone had only one sentence left in their minds: This is not scientific.

Even though they are Taoist priests, Tianhaiguan believes in martial arts and does not even believe in internal strength. How could they not be shocked and surprised when such a thing suddenly appeared, and they were so confused that they thought they were still dreaming.

Therefore, even if the host made no arrangements, all the disciples subconsciously stayed where they were and looked quietly at the elders sitting cross-legged and forming seals above.

Ji Changze has been sitting there motionless for an hour to absorb the spiritual energy. The world should have just received spiritual energy now, and it is a little difficult to absorb. If he were not familiar with it, he would probably have to absorb it for a whole day to barely fill the Danhai.

But this can be used.

The disciples below found that the master uncle who looked like a stone sculpture above him had finally moved. They looked subconsciously and could clearly see Ji Changze slowly lowering his hand. Although the palace door had been closed, a gust of wind blew out of thin air in the palace, slowly blowing towards him. he.

When he stood up, the white robe on his body was blown back, and he had the posture of a hermit.

If this scene was not awe-inspiring enough, then after he landed lightly on the ground with just a tap of his foot like before, all the disciples subconsciously bowed their heads in respect.

"Uncle Master."

"Uncle Master."

"Um."

There was also a younger disciple who was not shocked. No matter how powerful he was, so many of them watched Uncle Master push Yuan Qing to the front.

Seeing that everyone was silent and did not dare to mention it, he stood up and shouted: "Uncle Master, just now..."

Ji Changze raised his eyes and grabbed the ground with his right hand. A wooden sword that fell on the ground in the distance came into his hand and was held in his hand.

disciple:"……"

He swallowed and did not dare to speak.

If he doesn't talk about it, Ji Changze will still talk about it.

He turned around and looked at the little Taoist boy who was being held by Yuan Heng and staring at him as he fell asleep due to blood loss. He walked over and touched Yuan Qing's head: "I can't help this child."

Du was stunned and asked: "Uncle Master, why did you do this to Yuanqing? I have heard what they said. If other disciples hadn't snatched it in time, Yuanqing would have died."

Ji Changze shook his head, with a look of shame on his face, his eyes were complicated, he opened his mouth, then closed it, and finally heaved a long sigh, and without explaining, he only admitted: "It is indeed my fault."

There is definitely no need to wash away the push. There are so many pairs of eyes looking at him. Even if he can turn black into white with just one mouth, he can't wash away the memories of so many people.

In this case, it is better to admit it readily.

This shows that "I have something to hide but I just won't tell it" is written all over his face.

Du was stunned and became more and more convinced of his guess: "Uncle Master, could it be that you are in such a hurry to get on the statue of the Grandmaster? The disciples just heard what they said. Uncle Master pushed Yuan Qing away and immediately got on the statue of the Grandmaster. Could it be that …”

He looked up at the sculpture of his ancestor, and his tone gradually became more certain: "What's going on here?"

Otherwise, why would the master's uncle have to be on top to help treat the injured disciple?

The bleach was handed to him, but Ji Changze directly chose to refuse it.

"The sculpture does have its meaning, but Yuanqing... I made a mistake."

He looked at the sleeping Taoist boy with tears on his face, guilt flashed through his eyes, and he said in a deep voice: "I want to go to the sculpture, but I can't focus on taking care of Yuan Qing. I originally wanted to send him to Yuan Huan." "

Du was stunned and didn't know the situation at that time, but the faces of the disciples who had just experienced the thrill showed surprise.

Yuan Huan is the eldest brother of this generation. He is already eighteen years old this year and has good martial arts skills. All dangers around the position where he was standing just now have been eliminated. Yuan Qing is indeed very safe when he is sent to him.

And the direction Ji Changze was heading when he lost Yuan Qing was indeed towards Yuan Huan.

This answer seems reasonable, but the problem is that as the senior brother, Yuan Huan was on the outermost side just now to protect his junior brothers.

And Yuanqing was at the far end, and the distance between them was more than a few meters. How could he be thrown to Yuanhuan by just throwing him.

Yuan Heng said: "Uncle, senior brother is too far away from his junior brother, isn't it?"

Du Xun reacted quickly.

"Since my uncle was able to deliver my junior brother to you just now, it means that he has the ability to..." Hey, that's not right, but my uncle made a mistake.

Just now, he directly pushed his junior brother into danger.

Looking at the guilt in Ji Changze's eyes again, everything that had just happened flashed through Du Su's mind one by one. What was on his mind, he asked cautiously:

"Uncle Master, did you miss just now?"

"no."

Ji Changze shook his head: "I was so anxious just now that I forgot that I didn't get the spiritual power stored in the sculpture."

To store...spiritual power? ? ? !

The people present were all young people. How come they didn’t know the word spiritual power? Coupled with Ji Changze’s anti-Newton operation before, everyone’s heartbeats immediately accelerated a bit. They all held their breath and looked nervously at this person who had always been unfamiliar. A reliable elder.

"Spirit, spiritual power??"

"Uncle Master, are you talking about the kind of spiritual power? Is it the kind of spiritual power you see in TV series and fairy tales??"

Ji Changze nodded with a deep expression.

In an instant, the disciples went crazy.

Although I had guessed about my uncle's strange ability before, I guess it would be different if the other party admitted it in person.

In their complex expressions, which were a mixture of excitement, confusion and shock, Ji Changze turned his back, stood with his hands behind his back, looked at the grandmaster standing tall, and let out a long sigh.

"Now that the world has changed, I won't hide it from you."

"We at Tianhai Temple are actually cultivators of immortality."