Chapter 715: 287

Du Su was worthy of being the host, and the answer he came up with was the same as Ji Changze's direction.
It's just that Du Su was willing to think so, but the disciples who had witnessed Xiao Yuanqing being pushed out could not agree with this.
If they hadn't robbed them quickly, where could Yuan Qing survive, but Ji Changze had just made it clear that they had saved them, so they didn't dare to argue.
The zombies outside had been cleaned up, but the disciples did not leave the hall.
On the one hand, I was afraid that I would run into a monster again. On the other hand, the hands that Ji Changze showed just now surprised them.
Especially the injured disciples, seeing Ji Changze stretch out his fingers far away, there is nothing, but they obviously feel the squeezing sensation around the wound.
When the black blood was squeezed out, until the last red blood, there was only one sentence left in everyone's heart: This is unscientific.
Even if they are Taoist priests, Tian Haiguan believes in martial arts and doesn't even believe in internal power. How can he not be shocked and surprised when he suddenly appeared like this, so he thought he was still dreaming.
So, even if the host didn't arrange it, all the disciples still subconsciously stayed where they were, quietly looking at the elder who sat cross-legged above.
Ji Changze had been sitting motionless on it for an hour to absorb aura. Now the world should have just had aura, a little difficult to breathe. If he hadn't been familiar with it, it would take him a whole day to barely fill the Dan Sea.
But this point can also be used.
The disciples underneath found that the uncle Shi/Uncle Shizu who looked like a stone sculpture at the top had finally moved. When they looked at it subconsciously, they could clearly see Ji Changze slowly lowering his hands. It was obvious that the door of the temple had been closed, but there was a gust of wind in the temple, slowly blowing towards it. he.
When he stood up, the white robe on his body was blown and floated backwards, showing the posture of a hermit master.
If this picture is not awe-inspiring enough, then he is like before, and after a light touch of his foot, he floats to the ground. All the disciples subconsciously respect and bow their heads.
"Uncle Master."
"Uncle Master."
"Ok."
There is also a younger disciple who hasn't been shocked, so how strong are they, but so many of them watched Uncle Master push Yuanqing to the front.
Seeing that everyone was silent and afraid to mention it, he stood up and shouted: "Uncle Master, just now..."
Ji Changze looked up, grabbed his right hand to the ground, and a wooden sword that fell on the ground in the distance reached him and was held in the palm of his hand.
disciple:"……"
He swallowed and dared not speak.
He doesn't talk, Ji Changze still wants to talk.
He turned around and looked at the little Taoist boy who was being held by Yuan Heng, who was fascinated by the loss of blood and fell asleep. He walked over and touched Yuanqing's head: "I can't help this boy."
Du stunned: "Uncle Master, why do you want to treat Yuan Qing like this? I've heard them all. If it wasn't for other disciples to it in time, I'm afraid Yuan Qing's life would be gone."
Ji Changze shook his head, ashamed, his eyes were complicated, he opened his mouth, and then closed his mouth. Finally, he sighed and did not explain, but only admitted: "It is indeed my fault."
There must be no way for the pusher to wash. With so many eyes, even if he can turn black into white with one mouth, it will not wash away the memories of so many people.
In that case, it is better to admit it.
The face is full of "I have a secret but I just don't say".
Du Su became more and more convinced of his guess: "Master, could it be that you are in a hurry to go to Master Master Sculpture? Just now, the disciples have heard what they said, and Master Shu pushed Yuan Qing away and immediately put on the Master Master sculpture. ..."
He raised his head to look at the sculpture of Patriarch Master, his tone gradually affirmed: "What's the matter on this?"
Otherwise, why does the uncle Master have to be on top to help the injured disciple heal?
The bleach was passed to his eyes, but Ji Changze directly refused to accept it.
"Sculptures do have things, but Yuan Qing... I missed it."
He looked at the Taoist boy who was sleeping with tears on his face, his eyes flashed with guilt, and he said in a deep voice, "I'm going to the sculpture. I can't tell my mind to take care of Yuanqing. I originally wanted to send him to Yuanhuan. ."
Du Su was unaware of the situation at the time, but the faces of the disciples who had only experienced the thrills were surprised.
Yuan Huan is a big brother of this generation. He is eighteen years old this year. Whether he is a martial artist, the danger around him has been cleared where he just stood. It is indeed safe for Yuan Qing to be sent to him.
And Ji Changze's direction when he lost Yuanqing was indeed Yuanhuan's side.
It seemed that this answer seemed reasonable, but the problem was that Yuan Huan, as the senior brother, stood at the outermost periphery just to protect the junior brothers.
And Yuan Qing was at the innermost side, and the distance between them was more than a few meters. How could it be thrown to Yuan Huan if it was thrown by people alone.
Yuan Heng said: "Uncle Master, Big Brother is too far away from Junior Brother, right?"
Du Su was very quick.
"Since Uncle Shi was able to deliver the little junior brother to you just now, it means he has this ability..." Hey, that's not right, but Uncle Shi missed it.
He was just now, but he directly pushed the junior brother into danger.
Looking at the guilt in Ji Changze's eyes, all the things that just happened flashed through Dusu's mind. What he thought of, he asked carefully:
"Uncle Master, have you just missed it?"
"No."
Ji Changze shook his head: "I was anxious just now and forgot that I didn't get the spiritual power stored on the sculpture."
Deposit... Spiritual power? ? ? !
The people present were all young people. Why didn’t they know the word spiritual power, and coupled with Ji Changze’s anti-Newton operation before, immediately everyone’s heartbeat accelerated a bit, and all of them held their breath and looked nervously at this always-unity Reliable elders.
"Spirit, spiritual power?"
"Uncle Master, are you talking about the kind of spiritual power? It's in the TV series, in the fairy movie?"
Ji Changze nodded deeply.
In an instant, the disciples fry the pot.
Although I had guessed about Master Uncle's singular abilities before, I guessed it and confessed to him personally that it would definitely feel different.
In their complex expressions mixed with a little excitement, a little dazedness and a little shock, Ji Changze turned his back, stood with his hands, and looked at the grandpa standing tall, and sighed.
"Since the world has changed, I will not hide it from you anymore."
"Our view of the sea is actually a cultivator."