Ma Long's suspicion is correct. These people are indeed making evil plans in this regard. In the sect, it is not uncommon for disciples to publicly avenge themselves in the name of mutual discussion. As long as they don't go too far, the sect leader or elders will also
They all turn a blind eye, after all, ruthless fists and kicks, and ruthless attacks cannot be prevented.
In order to maintain healthy competition in the sect and everyone's ambition, weekly competitions and monthly competitions are also indispensable. Anyway, every competition will have a teacher acting as a referee. When a crisis occurs, it will be promptly
Calling a stop will generally not lead to serious injury or death.
It can only be said that the weak will never have human rights, especially in the sect. If they do not make progress, they will be eliminated. Moreover, fighting in public in the name of discussion can resolve private conflicts without anyone being injured or injured.
, is also a way to alleviate conflicts. It is much better than secretly using evil methods to amplify conflicts.
After Yin Bugong was the first to leave the classroom, the afternoon lectures also ended. The disciples walked out of the room one after another and walked to the side room.
It's time for dinner again.
When Ma Long walked to the door, he suddenly heard a strange voice coming from behind.
"Uncle Grand Master, I hope you will be merciful during tomorrow's competition."
Without looking back, Ma Long knew that the person speaking was Yin Zhangqiu. He seemed to be the senior brother among this group of people, which meant that he had the highest cultivation level.
Meeting such a difficult guy gave Ma Long a headache.
Ma Long didn't say anything, nor did he look back to scold him. Fair competition left him speechless.
However, Ma Long's silence was seen as "fear" in the eyes of everyone, and the people headed by Yin Bu Gong sneered disdainfully behind Ma Long.
Ma Long came to the classroom that was regarded as the "restaurant" and sat cross-legged on the mat. The elixir bottle for the morning medication had been taken away. It seemed that every time the elixir was distributed, the blue and white porcelain bottle that was taken back would be used.
After waiting for a while, two young disciples wearing blue robes appeared at the door. Ma Long guessed that they should be disciples from the elixir shop, but they didn't look like they were holding blue and white porcelain bottles, and their hands were empty.
One of them walked into the house, but the other was grabbed outside.
Ma Long was sitting in the corner where he could see the corner of the door clearly, and there was only one disciple in the room who did not come in, and that was Yin Zhangqiu. Yin Zhangqiu whispered something in the ear of the young disciple.
Ma Long thought to himself, are they going to tamper with the elixir again? Are they still going to replace themselves with a substandard elixir?
Just when Ma Long was sitting in confusion, the green-robed disciple who came in began to take the lead in taking out the medicine bottles from the door.
The man seemed to be taking out one bottle after another of blue and white porcelain bottles from the air. Ma Long was surprised when he saw it. At the same time, he suddenly realized that it turned out to be a "space barrier". No wonder the two of them came empty-handed.
It turns out that the blue and white porcelain vase was put into the "enchantment".
Even the most basic barrier can form a one cubic meter space, which can hold a lot of things.
The place where Ma Long was sitting was relatively far from the door, so the elixir distributed by the disciple did not reach Ma Long. After the young man finished distributing the elixir, he left. The other man followed the hidden man outside the door.
After Zhang Qiu whispered, he also entered the room to distribute the elixir. When he came in, he glanced at Ma Long intentionally.
The distance between the two of them was getting closer and closer, and when it was sent to Ma Long, it happened to be the last bottle.
But the young disciple stood in front of Ma Long with empty hands, looked at him for a while, and then smiled and asked:
"Excuse me, are you just here - Yinlong, Grand Master Uncle?" He reluctantly called out the three words "Grand Master Uncle".
Ma Long nodded expressionlessly. He didn't want to always use the title of "Grand Master Uncle" to suppress others, and no one convinced him, so he said calmly: "Just call me Yinlong."
"Yes." The young man seemed to let out a sigh of relief and called someone younger than himself and whose cultivation level was not as good as his own as "Uncle Grand Master". It really made him feel very unbalanced, "That's it. Yinlong, you just came to our sect."
But our elixir shop is used to supplying elixirs to every disciple, and now the sudden appearance of an extra person has disrupted our normal refining. At noon, we used a non-finished elixir to replenish the number.
, it was also a helpless move. I originally wanted to explain a few words to you, Yinlong, but you didn’t come for a long time, so we left first.”
Ma Long listened to his explanation and nodded in understanding. It turned out that the man was apologizing to himself. Since the other party had already explained clearly, Ma Long also said that he could understand.
Unexpectedly, the other party changed the topic and continued: "But tonight, there is still nothing extra, and, uh, and..."
"And what?" Ma Long was ready to hear the most thoughtful answer.
"And there are no more defective elixirs left..." The man seemed to smile sheepishly.
After hearing this, Ma Long was startled, and then became furious. First, he gave himself inferior elixirs, and now he didn't even prepare inferior elixirs for himself!? This guy looked like he was smiling and explained for a long time. Ma Long thought he was a good person.
He was apologizing for what happened at noon, but who would have thought that he would still have such back-up tactics in his last words.
On purpose, Malone thought, they must have done it on purpose!
Suddenly turning his head, Ma Long locked his eyes on Yin Zhangqiu. Not only him, but now everyone in the room turned their heads to look at Ma Long. When Ma Long also looked at them, everyone looked at them again.
They all turned their heads. Ma Long could clearly see the proud smiles on some people's faces.
These bastards! Ma Long cursed in his heart.
"I hope Junior Brother Yinlong can understand." This person no longer needs to call Yinlong Grand Master Uncle, and simply changes his name to "Junior Brother" openly, "Wait until next Monday, I promise that this situation will not happen again! In our elixir pharmacy
As a disciple, I will try my best to make up for your loss today, Junior Brother Yinlong."
He emphasized "try your best" but did not say "certainly".
Ma Long turned his head and glanced coldly at the young man in front of him, confirming his appearance in his mind. Although he was not a person who would always retaliate against others, Ma Long could remember anyone who was full of malice towards him.
I can’t forget their names, but I will never forget the appearance of these bastards!
"Okay!" Ma Long didn't want to make a big deal out of a pill. "Next Monday, if this happens again, I will personally go to the head brother to ask clearly! Is our Yin Sect's pill shop ready?
I’m so embarrassed that I can’t even prepare a pill!”
After leaving these words, Ma Long didn't want to linger here, so he just got up and showed off.
The young man stayed where he was, his face pale with fright. Especially when he heard Ma Long said that he wanted to go to the "Senior Brother in Charge" for review, it made him feel that the risk he was taking this time was a bit too big...
