"You...hum! Do you think Senior Sister Xiao Yue will believe it? There is no problem with so many people, but you have a problem?" The servant disciple narrowed his eyes, his eyes becoming more and more unkind.

"Do you really think that if Senior Sister Xiao Yue has a problem, others will still say nothing?" Su Shier grinned, glanced over the other disciples, turned around and walked directly out of the door.

Everyone in the yard also had a lit up and was moved.

I missed several pills for no reason, and no one was in a good mood.

However, they don’t have the courage of Su Shier. But if Su Shier takes the lead, they don’t mind saying anything more.

The peddler's heart was thrilled when he noticed the reactions of the other people.

Xiao Yue is upright and kind, and is the granddaughter of the peak master. He has a transcendent position in Luofu Peak. If Xiao Yue knows this, his life will be difficult for him to live in the future.

"Okay, let me say anything if you have anything to do! I'll give you this bottle of elixir!" He glared at Su Shier hatefully, and thought it would be better to calm down first. If this matter really gets bigger, it will be of no benefit to him. He made up his mind and took out a bottle of elixir and threw it to Su Shier.

Su Shier frowned, opened the medicine bottle and took a look. Seeing that there were only ten pills inside, he snorted coldly, "Only ten?"

"Boy, these are ten top-grade elixirs, let alone thirty, this is worth fifty bottom-grade elixirs." The servant disciple said angrily, looking like he suffered a great loss, but a vicious gaze flashed in his eyes.

Humph, let you keep it for me first. Leave this elixir pavilion later and see how I deal with you.

"If I remember correctly, the sect rules are written very clearly. Each entry-level disciple has three bottles per year, which is thirty Yuan Pei Pills!" Su Shier snorted coldly, stared at the other party, unmoved.

He didn't know what the other party was thinking, but he instinctively felt that the other party gave it too straightforwardly, which was not a good thing.

After weighing the pros and cons, I felt that the opponent was not very strong, so I felt relieved.

For him, with a mysterious alchemy furnace in his hand, the quality of the pill is not important at all, quantity is the key.

"Boy, don't go too far!" The peddler stared at Su Shier, overturned the table in front of him to the ground, and was furious.

Now he just wants to send Su Shier away first and settle the score later. Unfortunately, he had already sold the extra pills quietly. Otherwise, he would not have used waste pills to make up the count.

"Excessive? I just want the part I deserve! Since you don't want to give it to me, let Senior Sister Xiao Yue come and chat with you!"

Su Shier pursed his lips and said without hesitation. After that, he put away the waste pill and the bottle of top-grade pills and walked straight out.

But when the servant disciple saw this, he was not willing to let him go. He glared at Su Shier, his angry eyes were simply trying to eat people.

"Boy, since you are seeking death by yourself, don't blame me for being rude!"

"Today, I will let you know what the strength of a monk is."

The servant disciple paused word by word, and said hatefully. At the same time, his meager true energy was mobilized in his body and his hands quickly formed seals.

Then, a fist-sized fireball appeared in front of him.

"disease!"

The servant disciple groaned, and under the urge of the true energy, the fireball dragged its long tail and headed straight for Su Shier's back.

This kind of powerful attack is not fatal enough, but it is still possible to cause serious injury.

The Servant disciple narrowed his eyes, raised his lips, and showed a cold smile.

After all, I am a Qi Refiner at the first level of Qi Refining Stage. I have to be able to deal with a few disciples who have just joined less than half a year.

"Is this the fire control technique recorded in the book? It's simply incredible! This little beggar is dead!"

"I deserve it. My senior brother gave him ten top-grade pills, but he was not satisfied!"

"Fortunately, I didn't mess with this senior brother just now, otherwise, I'll be done now!"

...

Looking at the fireballs passing through the air, everyone's expressions changed drastically. They had just learned the basic knowledge of literacy and verbalization, but they had not yet officially started practicing.

In everyone's opinion, this is the method of an immortal.

The next second, the eyes of several people fell on Su Shier, with sympathetic eyes in their eyes, and secretly glad in their hearts.

Although Su Shier turned his back to the other party, he was actually secretly alert in his heart.

When he heard the movement, his true energy surged.

The moment he turned around, he saw the fireball coming, and he decisively pinched his hands to make a seal.

"Hu Feng! Go!"

Su Shier was not anxious or slow, and a low shout came, and a strong wind suddenly appeared.

The strong wind whistled past and headed straight for the servant disciple. Then, he met the fireball in the air.

"Bang!"

With a muffled sound, the fireball was blown by the strong wind and exploded on the spot, turning into Mars all over the sky, being reversed by the strong wind and pounced on the servant disciple.

"What?!"

This scene made everyone in the yard gasp and shocked.

Especially Zhu Hanwei and the other two who came with Su Shier were even more stunned.

Half a year ago, everyone was on the same starting line. As a result, Su Shier has become so powerful now?

"Impossible! You...you are actually a Qi Refiner?!"

The servant disciple widened his eyes and was shocked.

Although he has the first level of Qi Refining Period, he lacks practice on weekdays and controls magic.

Before he could react, the scattered sparks burned his face. Under the strong wind, his whole body was blown away and hit a big pillar behind him.

"Hmph, don't you want me to see the strength of a monk? That's it?"

Su Shier snorted coldly, continued to make seals with his hands, and a fireball the size of a fist floated in the air.

The fireball was beating lightly, emitting a hot high temperature, which was much more solid than the fireball that the opponent had just activated.

"Senior Brother, Senior Brother Twelve, spare your life! I know I'm wrong. I will definitely make up for the Peiyuan Pill I owe you!" The mail disciple was so scared that his face turned pale on the spot. Without waiting for Su Shier to take action, he thumped, knelt on the ground and begged for mercy to Su Shier repeatedly.

In the world of immortal cultivation, those who are capable are masters, while those who are strong are respected. The names of monks are not determined by age and seniority, but purely rely on strength.

If the disciple's cultivation level reaches or exceeds the master, he will be called a brother and brother. If he is far beyond the other party, he is a senior. It is common to be a master in turn.

This information is introduced in the sect code, and Su Shier was not surprised.

"Where is the pill?" Su Shier didn't really want to kill him, so he dispersed the magic and asked coldly.

"I really don't have any elixirs now!" The peddler said with a sad face and saw that Su Shier was about to activate the magic again, and hurriedly shouted:

"Wait, senior brother, don't be impulsive, I just haven't. Give me ten days, and in ten days, I will personally send you to the waste pill house. I promise that they are all top-grade Peiyuan Pills, and they will give you ten extra pieces of senior brother as a pill."

"You are so kind?" Su Shier narrowed his eyes and looked at the other person with a suspicious look.

This man changed his face so quickly that he felt something was wrong.
Chapter completed!