Let the scourge go to the right path, and you make games to reward them?

The immortal master in charge of this matter nodded and was about to arrange for someone to search for Fang Wai when he heard Daoxuan continue to say: "We have to deal with the hostility in the Weapon Refining Pavilion."

"Eh?"

An immortal master made a strange sound, and the others looked at Daoxuan in confusion, wondering why the commander would ask such a question.

Daoxuan didn't speak. He just held the bamboo slips and focused on two things, sinking his spiritual thoughts into the game.

A lot of obscenities filled the chat channel, and every text was filled with a lot of negative emotions, making the atmosphere of the chat room like a devil's cave.

But behind a lot of swear words, there are confused and helpless individuals.

They are expressing their emotions, complaining about the injustice they have suffered, lamenting their lack of talent, or something else.

"The Record of Refining Weapons" creates a fictional world where everyone wears a mask, allowing them to express their feelings in this false world through this mask.

The dark side of the world comes from the human heart, and "The Record of Refining Weapons and Clouds" is an excellent mirror, allowing Daoxuan to peer into the darkness of the human heart.

After the experience, Daoxuan stretched out his hand and used the mysterious technique to share what he just felt, allowing others to feel the same as him.

Feeling the ice-like malice in it, several immortal masters shuddered violently and became even more frightened when they saw the bamboo slips.

"The malice here can be so strong! Commander, this thing cannot be left here and must be blocked as soon as possible!"

Daoxuan glanced at the immortal master, smiled and shook his head: "Confused."

"Why did the commander say that? Keeping this thing will definitely pollute the mortals and monks here."

"Then if you seal it, these emotions will no longer exist? No, it will still exist, and more and more will accumulate. Having "Refining Wind and Cloud Record" is actually a good thing, giving us monks a way You can know how much depression has accumulated in the hearts of ordinary people.”

The immortal masters remained silent, just looking at Daoxuan quietly, knowing that the other party still had something to say.

Smiling, Daoxuan looked out the window and said with emotion: "Actually, I don't really care about the birth of the old devil. After all, it is almost impossible for Yuanying to be born now, and except for the Holy King, I can kill other golden elixirs at will. That’s it. Just an old devil is really not enough, and the other party hasn’t done anything yet.”

This sounds powerful, but it is actually quite powerful.

After the battle between good and evil, a large number of Nascent Souls died, and the way of heaven was damaged as a result. There was no soil for the birth of Nascent Souls for the time being.

Even the hidden antiques of the old Yuanying will be damaged due to changes in the way of heaven.

In this case, half-step Nascent Soul Daoxuan can indeed kill others at will, as long as they are not the Holy King, there will be no problem.

"I originally came here for the Holy King, but after seeing "Refining Wind and Cloud Record", I felt that the chat in this game is more important than the Holy King. The Holy King can only affect some people, but the foundation of the people, But it can affect our entire decency.”

"Don't forget, monks come from mortals, and the foundation of righteousness is also mortal. The revenue of the Refining Pavilion was indeed good before, and it has trained many foundation-building disciples, but there are very few immortal masters. Why is this?"

After a moment of silence, an immortal master said: "I am obsessed with making money and my mood is unstable."

"In order to make money, we even compete with mortals." An immortal master looked sideways at Master Zhao, causing the other person to turn his head away in embarrassment.

"How can the golden elixir be achieved if the Taoist heart is dusty and forgets the true self?"

The more Master Zhao Xian listened, the more embarrassed he became. Fortunately, he was thick-skinned enough and pretended he didn't hear it as soon as he dropped his ears.

Daoxuan nodded: "Yes, it is still too mercenary. We couldn't see it before, but now we can see it, we need to find a way to solve it. The dark side of the human heart is like an iceberg. What we see is only the surface, but the deep content , is what we need to solve.”

After listening to Daoxuan's words, the immortal masters present all bowed and expressed their submission.

As an old antique who was killed in the battle between good and evil, he could not occupy the position of leader just because of his strength.

Only those who have a keen eye and can see through the essence of events can lead the way forward.

After listening to Daoxuan's analysis, others also understood what Daoxuan meant.

The immortal master of Zhengyi was the first to say: "Commander, I understand. We will send people into the game now, and then observe the people's hearts and see what the people need now and what we can solve."

"Good. By the way, instead of just chatting, you can also play "The Record of Refining Weapons. Some of the content in it is quite interesting. If you feel depressed, you can go up and scold people. Everyone is scolding anyway, so there is no need to hold it."

"Is this good?" The Immortal Master of Zhengyi asked in surprise, "Shouldn't we Immortal Masters set an example for everyone?"

"You have changed your name, who knew you were an immortal master?" Daoxuan said unhappily, "Don't ask me to teach you such bad things in the future, learn it yourself, and save others from saying that I have led you to bad things."

The Immortal Master Zhengyi wanted to say, "No one dares to say this", but she didn't even dare to say this.

Saluting again, she asked: "What about Commander, what about the old devil's problem?"

"Which is more important, the old devil or the people's hearts?"

"People's hearts and minds."

"Isn't this serious? The old devil appears, just catch him. Don't tell me that you have so many monks and you are in your own territory. You can't even subdue one old devil."

"I understand. There is another question. Does the old devil need to be killed? Should he be made into a mincemeat to let others know the fate of the old devil."

Covering his head, Daoxuan sighed, feeling that the people of Zhengyi really couldn't teach him.

Can you say such a thing in front of me and everyone else?

You have to speculate and ponder the words of the leader.

Haven't I hinted it clearly?

The old demon is not important, but this game is very important. The old demon who can make "Refining Equipment Records" is no longer an old demon.

After you catch such a talented person, wouldn't it be better to let him change his evil ways and turn to good, and abandon darkness and join the light?

I killed a lot of people in the past, but now it is a peaceful era, and people who can be used should be used, let alone such a genius.

Besides, it is not certain whether he is an old demon, but you are shouting for war and killing now, is this good?

This is not good.

What made Daoxuan even more angry was that he couldn't say such words.

Some words are not as heavy as four taels, but they are as heavy as a thousand pounds.

As a decent leader, he must be smooth in some things, but he can't show it, so as not to cause unnecessary influence.

Daoxuan was so angry that his teeth were about to spark.

Sighing again, he pointed at Master Wang and said, "Master Wang, this matter is up to you. First, we need to resolve the hostility here, and then we need to find that Fangwai and confirm whether he is the old demon."

Then, he gave Master Wang a look, and Master Wang nodded secretly to show his understanding, then stood up and said, "I understand."

Dealing with smart people is comfortable.

After a long breath, Daoxuan continued, "Other masters, go back for now, but each faction will send a few disciples to experience the people's hearts, which will help them in the future."

"I understand."

"Okay, let's adjourn the meeting and start the action."

Watching everyone leave, the Master of Zhengyi became even more confused.

"Hey, do you want to kill them or not? Do you want to make the sauerkraut soft?"

After this meeting, the problem of the demonic energy in the Refining Pavilion and the problem of "Refining Records" were merged into one problem and began to be dealt with secretly.

This incident ended temporarily, but the impact it brought was not that simple.

The mystery of Fang Wai was further enhanced, and rumors about him spread among the immortal masters.

Some said he was an old demon who had never appeared in the world, and some said he was the reincarnation of a great man. Various outrageous rumors became more and more, becoming part of the wild history.

The real Fang Wai was very proud at this time.

Feeling his Dantian, he excitedly raised his arms and shouted: "I finally reached the fourth level of Qi Refining!"