Jiang Tian shook his head and sighed, and had no choice but to suppress his eagerness and start practicing step by step.
Rumble!
Amidst the dull roar, the dazzling purple scales bloomed again, and the power of the rolling cold spirit gathered into a whirlpool, quickly submerging Jiang Tian's figure.
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While Jiang Tian was practicing in seclusion, in a luxurious courtyard on the east side of Feiyun Peak, Elder Meng was sitting in the hall, instructing several disciples on their practice.
This is where he lives, and the few young disciples who are bending in front of him to listen to his teachings are all wearing cyan Feiyun martial robes, and they are the outer disciples of Feiyun Peak.
These people are also some of his favorite disciples, but for some reason, Elder Meng today has an angry look on his face and a rather gloomy look in his eyes, as if he is in a very bad mood.
In fact, not only today, but also since the end of the sect's martial arts competition, his face has never looked better.
These disciples knew something about the situation more or less, so they were respectful and trembling in front of him, for fear of getting into trouble with him.
But even so, if these people made a slight mistake during their practice, he still made him very angry. He scolded them on the spot, and even called them to the lobby of his residence to reprimand them endlessly.
"...You guys really disappoint me!"
"Yes, yes, I know my mistake... Elder, please calm down!"
"Disciples are allowed to be beaten and punished as they please. I just ask the elders not to get so angry that they harm themselves!"
Several disciples looked frightened, but they had no choice but to beg for mercy and comfort each other.
Although all these disciples sincerely repented, Elder Meng still refused to let go of the evil fire that came from unknown sources. Instead, his words became more harsh and his mood became more violent.
"Idiots, idiots! It's all in vain that I've worked so hard to cultivate you. It's been almost three years since you joined the sect. What kind of cultivation did you have back then? Where are you now?"
"Idiots, losers, a bunch of idiots!" Elder Meng shouted angrily, scolding these disciples until they were bloody.
The corners of these disciples' eyes were twitching wildly, their expressions were extremely ugly, and they had already complained in their hearts, but they would never dare to make a mistake in front of this elder.
Elder Meng's temper is notoriously bad, and his methods are quite ruthless. If you offend him, how can you get any good results?
In desperation, they could only continue to admit their mistakes, beg for mercy, and constantly comfort each other.
"Look at the disciples who entered the sect with you. The worst ones are all first-class masters from the outer sect. What about you? You have spent nearly three years training like a dog?"
The faces of all the disciples were ashen, and they were annoyed but did not dare to refute.
Some of the disciples who joined the sect with them have indeed become among the first-rate geniuses in the outer sect, but they are only a few, and most of them cannot match their strength.
But at this time, even if they were dissatisfied, they did not dare to argue with Elder Meng. They could only grit their teeth and sigh to themselves, and endured it silently.
"Hmph! You really disappoint me! With your cultivation speed, everyone has become the pillar of the sect. Whether you can be promoted to the inner sect is still a question! You..."
Buzz!
Elder Meng was just about to get angry when he was scolding. Suddenly, there was a wave outside the hall, and a spiritual light flew into the hall instantly, followed by a low buzz.
"Messaging Talisman?" Elder Meng frowned, grabbed it with a livid face, and tied the spiritual light in his hand.
As soon as he glanced at it, he couldn't help but be startled. Then the anger on his face quickly disappeared, and then his eyes shone brightly, and there was a trace of excitement between his eyebrows!
Not only that, when he checked the communication talisman back and forth again, his old face suddenly glowed with radiance, his whole temperament changed, and he suddenly became happy and happy!
"This..." Several disciples noticed his change and couldn't help but look at each other in surprise. They all frowned.
However, they only dared to communicate with their eyes and did not dare to make any sound at all.
After all, the old man finally changed his face. If he is angered again, who knows what the consequences will be.
After Elder Meng's face became warmer, all these disciples felt relieved and became less nervous.
After a brief pause, Elder Meng waved his hand: "You guys, go back and train hard for me. If you don't make progress next month, you will be severely punished!"
"Yes, yes! Disciple, please remember the elders' teachings!"
Everyone was startled when they heard the words, and then felt ecstatic in their hearts. They nodded like pounding garlic and saluted the elder.
It seems that the scolding in front of me seems to have ended here. This can be said to be the best news I got today!
However, they seemed to be happy too early. Just when they bowed and saluted and were about to leave quickly, they were suddenly stopped by Elder Meng!
"Wait a minute!" Elder Meng's face was gloomy, and a cold look flashed between his eyebrows.
"Sir... what more teachings does the elder have?" The disciples' eyes twitched and their expressions tightened.
"Humph!" Elder Meng smiled coldly, "Do you think this is the end?"
"This..." Several disciples' eyes twitched wildly, shouting that something was wrong!
"Hmph! You are thinking too simply!" Elder Meng shouted angrily: "Everyone goes to the Law Enforcement Hall to receive thirty lashes. Go now!"
"Three...thirty lashes?"
"hiss!"
When the disciples heard this, their expressions suddenly changed, and cold sweat broke out on their foreheads.
Thirty lashes may not seem like much, but anyone familiar with the methods of the Law Enforcement Hall knows that this is no ordinary lashing.
This is a hard whip made of animal sinew. After being infused with spiritual power, it is as hard as iron. It only takes one whip to tear the robe, and two or three whips can break through the protective spiritual power.
The key point is that when the law enforcement hall performs torture, no disciple is allowed to resist with spiritual power, but can only bear it with the physical body.
This is really the point!
Without spiritual protection, these disciples will definitely be bruised by the first whip!
Although the physical strength of warriors far exceeds that of ordinary people, the whips of the Law Enforcement Hall are designed to punish warriors, and the taste is never unpleasant.
Three or five lashes are already unbearable, let alone thirty lashes!
"Elder, I know my mistake, but is this punishment acceptable..."
The leading disciple, a tall one, had the courage to ask for mercy. He was the only one among the five disciples who was slightly older. If he didn't come forward, the others wouldn't even dare to say anything.
"Why, thirty lashes are still too few for you?" Elder Meng rolled his eyelids and said with a gloomy expression.
"Less? No! No, no, no! Thirty lashes is a lot, a lot!" The tall disciple's face changed, and he was complaining in his heart.
He is not a fool. Thirty lashes would be too much. How could it be too little?
But he knew Elder Meng’s urinary nature. Once these words came out, things would probably become more and more troublesome!
As expected, the next scene made the five disciples' knees weaken and they almost fell to their knees.
"Okay! Since you think it's too little, let's give it fifty lashes!" Elder Meng chuckled, a gloomy look flashed in his eyes, and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth. "Hiss!" The five disciples looked at each other, gasping, their eyes rolled.