Suddenly, in the square outside the main hall, all the disciples of the Tianshan Sect raised their fists and shouted loudly outside the main hall. Everyone had dissatisfaction written on their faces. After all, the master is also their master, so give good things to the demon.
Yue and the others won't say anything, but in comparison, the gap in treatment is really too big. No, no, no, if you have to protest, you must protest.
The three elders of Tianshan each looked at each other, but they didn't say much to their disciples.
Even they wanted to protest, let alone the disciples at the foot of Tianshan Mountain?
Master is too partial.
Protest is good, just protest!
Lao Buxiu had a straight face and slammed the table next to him with his big hand, causing the table to crack.
"Why are you protesting? I treat my apprentices well and don't care about your business. If you have the ability, you should also let your master treat you well. If you don't have the ability, don't be jealous. The protest is ineffective!"
This is what Lao Buxiu is like, he is stingy, no one can get any benefits from him, he is not willing to give even a hair, what he gives is only to Mo Zhuyue, and there is no way for others!
Dao Xiu yelled under the main hall: "Master, we are not protesting for your treasure, we are protesting that you are very capable and stingy with us, and never guide us on the secrets of refining medicine and learning. You only need to give us a little guidance. We are not jealous.
You give it to the Goddess, we just want to learn more, and we ask Master not to be too stingy."
The disciples of Tianshan all worship Mo Zhuyue as a goddess, so privately everyone calls her Goddess Mo Zhuyue. I don’t know what her name is, but in their eyes, she is a god-like existence.
, the old master who can deal with them is not a god, what is he?
So she was called the goddess Mo Zhuyue.
Mo Zhuyue curled her lips, saying that she didn't know how to repair herself. She didn't know what to say.
Mo Zhuyue smiled slightly and said to Lao Buxiu: "Master, you see, you have aroused public anger. In this case, I will be embarrassed to accept these things. I think so! Master, you can refine the elixir."
There are a lot of medicines. You teach the brothers a new medicine every three days in front of the ice cave. You only teach it once. If they can learn it, they can learn it. If they can't learn it, they can't learn it. It has nothing to do with you. Look at this.
Okay, just think of it as blocking the mouths of all sentient beings?"
Lao Buxiu curled his lips and raised his eyebrows. Mo Zhuyue just saw that he was about to refuse and said quickly: "Master, look, all the brothers and sisters are so unbalanced in their hearts. Yue'er also feels that he deserves it. You
If you don’t agree, this apprenticeship ceremony will be regarded as nothing!”
Lao Buxiu stared at Mo Zhuyue, his beard almost burning: "You want to regret it?"
Mo Zhuyue shook his head: "How could it happen? It's a great honor for me to be able to worship you as my teacher. I can't ask for it. How could I want to regret it? But if I worship you as my teacher, it will cause such a big grudge, and Yue'er will feel sorry for it.
, Master, just agree to them just to make Yue'er's mind more balanced. Anyway, you have to make medicine every day, so just let people visit you when you make medicine. Whether they can learn it depends on their own luck. In this way
Master, you won’t suffer any loss, and it will also make Yue’er’s mind balanced, so that’s great, isn’t it?”
Lao Buxiu hesitated for a moment, and finally nodded reluctantly.