Chapter 17 Perfect

An hour later.

Disciples were fished out of the furnace one by one. The steward first checked the disciples' cultivation level and frowned. When he reached the tenth one, a look of fear appeared on his face.

It stands to reason that disciples who have completed the marrow condensation will generally improve their cultivation, and those with excellent qualifications are more likely to achieve breakthroughs one after another.

There were people who had broken through to the third level of Qi training in the past, but why this time they only achieved the body tempering effect, but their cultivation level remained basically unchanged... After checking one by one, the steward's expression changed drastically. Without a reasonable explanation, he would have no way out.

The steward withdrew his hand in despair, but it was still the same, without any breakthrough.

He stood up and glanced at the unconscious disciples around him. His expression moved, and a young disciple couldn't help but ask: "Is there one person who couldn't resist this marrow condensation?"

Naturally, this disciple understood what the steward meant, and returned: "Master Uncle Li, all the new Ningmui disciples this time are well."

Manager Li was stunned and asked uncertainly: "Is everything okay?"

"good"

The disciple looked at Steward Li with some strangeness. Although during the marrow condensation ceremony, there were occasional disciples who could not bear the effects of the medicine and died, but this did not happen every time. Why did Steward Li not believe it?

"You can see..."

Manager Li suddenly stopped talking. When he met Uncle Song at the Temple of Heaven, no one else was present except the new disciples. So these disciples didn't know that there was a new disciple added to the marrow condensation ceremony?

Maybe someone from the Song family took him away. He waved his hands to the disciple in front of him irritably, and suddenly his expression changed: The younger disciple of the Song family was taken away early, and he didn't know if there was a breakthrough.

Or... could it be that the lack of breakthroughs among the new disciples had something to do with the female disciple, or even the Song family, so they took the female disciple away so early?

Manager Li frowned and speculated on various possibilities, and at the same time secretly weighed the pros and cons of each. Finally, he became heartbroken, arranged for a group of unconscious disciples, and left in a hurry.

In the secret room of the cave, Mu Yehua is sitting cross-legged on a futon, while Taoist monk Chen Shuang is standing aside. There is a medicine stove on the ground. Inside the stove is a bulging blue-purple meat ball. If you look carefully, you will find that the meat ball is trembling slightly from time to time.

.This is a living creature.

"Father, father", Mu Qingzhou looked at the child on the ground with tears in his eyes, his eyes were horrified: "What, what is this?"

Mu Yehua frowned, glanced at the Taoist monk who was looking away, and said calmly: "Zhou'er, this is not the time to be soft-hearted. You should have thought about this from the moment you decided to give birth to her."

Mu Qingzhou looked stunned, "Give birth to her?"

She looked at her father, then looked at her mother for help. Seeing her mother's face turned slightly sideways, her eyes fell back to the medicine stove on the ground.

"Ah - no -"

"I didn't, I didn't, I didn't!"

Mu Qingzhou suddenly pulled his hair like crazy, looking crazy.

Chen Shuang felt a pain in his heart when he saw his daughter almost going crazy. He stepped forward and hugged her and said, "Zhou'er, mother knows you didn't do it. Mother knows you didn't mean it. It's not your fault. There's nothing you can do about it..."

Mu Qingzhou gradually became quiet in Chen Shuang's arms. She stopped talking and looked at her mother with pleading eyes: "Mom, I didn't mean it. I, I can't help it."

Chen Shuang was heartbroken.

Her Zhou'er has been the emperor's favored son since she was born. She should be destined to have a perfect life, but she didn't want the injustice of God to cause her daughter to suffer such torture.

Thinking of what had happened to his daughter, Chen Shuang couldn't calm down with hatred in his heart. He sent out a spiritual power from his hand and went straight towards the girl in the furnace, but he didn't want to be blocked by another spiritual power.

"you!"

When Mu Yehua saw the Taoist couple looking at each other angrily, he was obviously furious.

He sighed, glanced at his daughter who had stabilized her mood, and said with a hint of unbearability in his tone: "Qingyun is also innocent. Now that the matter has come to this, it is better to end it as soon as possible. It will also be a relief for her."

As a monk who transformed into gods, Mu Qingzhou's state of mind and control were unmatched by ordinary people. At this time, she had completely calmed down. Except for her messy hair, there was no trace of her crazy look.

"Father is right." Mu Qingzhou slowly leaned down and placed his fingertips on the meatballs in the furnace. His usual watery smile appeared on his face: "My sister must be in pain. It would be better to get rid of it as soon as possible."

As he spoke, his fingertips accurately placed on his forehead.

His fingertips were slightly glowing with white light, entwined with traces of moisture, and his long nails were slowly inserted into the flesh until the fingers were completely submerged.
Chapter completed!