"Not good!" In mid-air, the chief manager keenly felt a wave of spiritual energy becoming stronger.
It is normal for spiritual power to fluctuate. As long as the spiritual master exerts his spiritual power, there will inevitably be fluctuations. However, a sudden and short fluctuation is the prerequisite for a sudden accumulation and a fatal blow.
The cultivation levels are so different that the chief manager can feel the overall changes.
Not only the chief steward, but also the expressions of the surrounding deacons who came from the inner gate also changed.
The three-month competition is to test the changes in the disciples' cultivation in these three months, and also to give them practical combat experience so that they will not be at a loss when encountering dangers such as monsters and beasts in the future.
Select talented people with natural talents.
No matter which sect it is, fighting among fellow sects is the most taboo thing. Even if it is impossible to prevent these things in private, but so blatantly...
"Asshole..." The general manager was angry, especially in front of the inner gate deacon. Such a thing happened in the mountain gate peak he managed, which was simply embarrassing to him.
With a cold snort, the Chief Supervisor activated his aura and rushed to the 77th Arena in the blink of an eye.
The deacons looked at each other and hurriedly followed.
Under the ring, the faces of the disciples also became serious. They were all summoned by the close disciples of the Grand Manager, and they themselves had the strength of fourth- and fifth-level trainee spiritual masters. For the junior disciples who were not as strong as themselves, they had no control over the surrounding spiritual power.
The detection is also very keen.
"Something happened, someone has murderous intentions."
"This is not only the fluctuation of spiritual power, but also murderous aura, such a strong murderous aura."
"To be targeted, this disciple must be very talented. It's a pity..."
"There are always people who look down upon others who are more talented than themselves." A group of senior brothers started talking angrily, but with the protection of this magic circle, they could only complain and want to break through the magic circle to save this talented person.
Talented junior brothers, they don’t have this ability yet.
The deacon who was managing the arena looked even more embarrassed.
He had promised Mo Cong to be more relaxed, but he didn't expect that they would be so blatant. This was different from the past. This time, the general manager was controlling the overall situation.
"No, we must stop them." The deacon's mind moved and he was about to rush out.
"What's going on?" At this moment, the chief steward suddenly appeared beside him, and a low roar shocked the deacon.
"Stop!" shouted loudly. When the chief manager saw that the situation was not good, he immediately wanted to stop it.
However, just this sharp shout made Li Weiqiang, who felt guilty, suddenly tremble. He subconsciously withdrew his spiritual energy and took a step back.
Li Weiqiang's meaning was obvious. At the critical moment, he could not take action anymore, otherwise, even Deacon Mo would not be able to protect him in front of the chief manager.
But Yang Huang didn't pay attention at all, and his right hand like a dragon's claw had already been swung out fiercely.
Whoosh!
ah!
Blood splattered, and in a flash, Yang Huang's right hand grabbed Li Weiqiang's neck without hesitation.
The spiritual energy was secretly exhaled, and the metallic spiritual energy was as sharp as a blade. In an instant, Li Weiqiang's neck was completely cut open as even the spiritual energy was dispersed.
Blood spurted out like a fountain, forming a blood mist in the air.
Yang Huang was stunned. He did not expect that he would achieve success with one blow and kill his opponent.
A trace of anger flashed on the chief steward's face, but more of it was embarrassment.
Yes, the chief manager already knew that if it weren't for his roar, things would never be like this.
Li Weiqiang will be injured, but he will never be killed.
"Nie Zhan, as a disciple of the Qingyun Sect, you actually killed your fellow sect members and captured them without restraint. What are you waiting for?" At this time, the deacons had already rushed over. One of them, a middle-aged man who was thin but with piercing eyes, pointed at Yang Huang and shouted loudly
roared.
"Deacon Huang, this is not a fight between the same disciples. This disciple has just started for a few days. It is normal for him to be unable to hold back during a competition." Yang Huang was about to explain, but the chief manager had already retorted with a sneer.
"If you can't control your martial arts, then don't participate in the March competition. No matter what, he has killed his fellow disciples, so he must be punished." Deacon Huang said reluctantly.
The other deacons stepped back and said nothing.
"Deacon Huang is from Shaoyang Peak and has always been hostile to us. This is just an excuse."
"It only takes a few days to kill a second-level trainee spiritual master. Even a blind person can see this talent. Butler Huang is weakening us."
"Hmph, Shaoyang Peak has been competing with us for the quota of elixirs. Isn't it to punish the talented disciples this time to weaken us?"
Not only the chief manager, but also some disciples who knew the inside story knew what Deacon Huang meant, not to mention the deacons from the inner sect.
"Oh, I forgot to tell you, this Yang Huang's talent is very good. Yesterday he became my disciple and he is my closed disciple." The facts are in front of you. If Deacon Huang still insists on this, it really doesn't matter.
It was easy to handle, but the chief manager suddenly thought about it and immediately came up with a solution.
Yang Huang was stunned for a moment, but when he saw the general manager quietly winking, Yang Huang immediately understood, stepped forward and held his hands, saying: "Master, this senior brother was aggressive, but suddenly withdrew his strength, leaving the apprentice with no time to control the spiritual energy, resulting in
Senior brother was killed, please punish me, Master."
Of course Yang Huang is not stupid. Now his strength is like an ant in front of these deacons. He doesn't want to be remembered when he is not strong yet.
"Oh, I want to see how the dignified chief manager of Shanmen Peak punishes his disciples." Deacon Huang knew that he could not go any further, so he crossed his chest and said with a sneer.
Regardless of whether it is Qingyun Sect or other sects, if they are disciples of strong men with certain strength, they have special privileges. What's more, this is Shanmen Peak, and there are many certified disciples. In addition, as a disciple of the Grand Manager, Manager Huang knows how to deal with it.
No benefit.
The general manager of Shanmen Peak has always protected the young. This is already a secret known to everyone in the Qingyun Sect. Although Deacon Huang really wants to abolish Yang Huang, he knows that he cannot do it, even if he has entered the inner sect and become a deacon.
"This seems to be our internal matter, how to punish..."
"General Manager, this is not right. After all, we deacons have seen this matter. At least you have to give us an explanation." Deacon Huang smiled and circled the deacons behind him.
Some of the deacons looked ugly. They were obviously being used as tools to support them, but there was nothing they could do about it. After all, this incident really happened in front of their eyes.
The chief manager frowned and pondered, but did not speak.
"The way I see it, our Shaoyang Peak and Shanmen Peak have always been at odds with each other over the conflict of elixirs. The whole reason is the lack of elixirs. I know that your Shanmen Peak also has a separate alchemy room. Why not let your disciple refine elixirs like this?"
, This can not only atone for sins, but also alleviate the conflicts between our two peak sects." Butler Huang said with an orthodox look.
"How is that possible? What I teach my disciples is spiritual master cultivation, not alchemy."
"Do you want to punish him for practicing? It seems unjustifiable not to punish him for making such a mistake!"
"this……"
"Master, my disciple is willing to make elixirs." Yang Huang suddenly took a step forward and said respectfully.
Regarding alchemy, since Yang Huang woke up, he has known that elixirs are scarce here, and cultivation is inseparable from elixirs.
Yang Huang does not need the aid of elixirs to practice, but he is a special case. After these few days, he understands very well that the entire Qingyun Sect, and even all the practitioners who practice spiritual masters, use spiritual stones as their trading currency, but elixirs
Always hard currency.
Cultivation, whether it is self-cultivation or later trial equipment, is inseparable from money, and being able to refine elixirs is also a way to make money.
"Okay, okay, I didn't expect your apprentice to be so motivated. As an uncle, I can't be stingy. I accidentally found the alchemy jade slip in the cave of an ancient alchemist. Although I didn't detect anything special.
Danfang, but for you who have just started, it is enough, it can be regarded as a meeting gift." Butler Huang did not give the chief manager any time to react. He laughed and threw a jade slip directly in front of Yang Huang.
After taking the jade slip, Yang Huang directly poured spiritual energy into it.
The jade slip was like a greedy child. Yang Huang's spiritual energy entered it and disappeared without a trace. However, the contents of the jade slip naturally appeared in Yang Huang's mind.
But even in Yang Huang's opinion, the content was incomplete.
Unconsciously, Yang Huang poured spiritual energy into it again, but there was no other reaction.
Yang Huang was not discouraged and directly changed the spiritual energy of another attribute and poured it into it.
Sure enough, the jade slip reacted again, and more contents were imprinted in Yang Huang's mind.
If you change the aura, the content of the jade slip will be one more.
In the blink of an eye, Yang Huang tested all nine kinds of spiritual energy and finally obtained all the contents.
But when he looked at these contents carefully, Yang Huang was shocked. Those alchemies that seemed difficult to him were just like children's toys. They couldn't be simpler, and the content was comprehensive. It was definitely not what it is now.
The elixirs can be compared.
"Yang Huang, can you really make elixirs?" the chief manager asked worriedly.
"Haha, with such a gifted genius, isn't making alchemy a trivial matter?
"However... if you only refine one or two pills, it is not punishment, but practice in disguise, so the number of pills you refine must be enough."
"How much?" Yang Huang squinted his eyes and asked warily.
"Ten thousand." Deacon Huang stretched out a finger and said with a smile.
Ten thousand pieces, for the millions of disciples of Qingyun Sect, is not much at all, even pitifully small, but for an outer disciple, it takes ten thousand pieces to refine at one time, which is definitely not easy.
The chief steward stared and was about to get angry.
Deacon Huang had long expected the reaction of the chief manager, he laughed and said: "Punishment, this is punishment. If he is allowed to escape the punishment just like playing, then there will be disciples of Qingyun Sect who dare to kill each other in the future. You know, it is just a punishment."
Refining elixirs and practicing at the same time is equivalent to enjoyment."
Deacon Huang said it very well. Outer disciples not only have to practice, but also do various chores. If killing fellow disciples is even more comfortable than usual, then...
The other deacons also nodded in agreement. Since it is punishment, of course it must look like punishment.
Yang Huang gritted his teeth and nodded heavily.
In fact, Yang Huang is not worried. With the Alchemy Technique, he is still looking forward to refining alchemy, and there are only 10,000 Spirit Gathering Pills. If there are no errors recorded in the Alchemy Technique, then it will be a hard job for other alchemists.
A single gathering of spiritual elixirs is nothing to him.