But in fact, as a member of the Spiritual Medicine Pavilion, he has never received such treatment.
He casually took the three packages of medicine next to him and placed them on the window sill by the disciples of the Spiritual Medicine Pavilion. Tang Yan reached out to take them without hesitation, opened them in front of everyone, and after confirming with Fatty Qi, he went to Ye Bai
Nod.
At this point, everyone understood what was going on, so the way they looked at Ye Bai also became very different.
After all, most people would choose to swallow their anger when faced with such difficulties, but Ye Bai did not. His courage alone was impressive.
Most of the disciples who have just entered the sect are cautious. Although Ye Bai has just entered the Alchemy Palace, his reputation is extremely high. Of course, it is all negative...
More importantly, everyone knows that if Ye Bai messes with a talented disciple like Xue Fan, the end will be miserable. Under such a premise, Ye Bai dares to be so high-profile, which makes many people think.
Changed.
The buzz around him floated into his ears, but Ye Bai turned a deaf ear to it. He said coldly: "One more time, I don't guarantee that my hands will not shake!"
After saying that, his wrist shook, and the Blood Moon Sword drew a semi-arc, and in the blink of an eye it was already sheathed.
The disciple of the Spiritual Medicine Pavilion was trembling with anger, mixed with shame and anger, and stared at Ye Bai with eyes filled with hatred.
After this incident, no matter what others think, it will definitely spread to the teacher's mouth, and as he is the target of oppression instead of being oppressed, the ending will naturally not be good.
"What are you looking at? Do you want to do something?"
Tang Yan glanced at him sideways and said disdainfully: "I'm sorry you don't have the courage. I really don't know what fool would find someone like you to make things difficult for us. This person's IQ is probably not very good."
As soon as these words came out, the eyes of the disciples in line became strange. Tang Yan's words were clearly referring to Sang and Huai, and alluding to Wang Potian.
"That's too much!"
The disciple of the Spiritual Medicine Pavilion finally couldn't bear it any longer. He was full of momentum and his eyes were filled with murderous intent. His figure was like lightning, and in an instant, he slapped Ye Bai's chest with a palm.
This attack was carried out with anger, and it was an all-out effort!
Ye Bai was stunned for a moment, thinking that this was obviously Tang Yan's provocation, so why was he targeted?
Although this disciple of the Spiritual Medicine Pavilion is already in the early stage of foundation building, there is naturally a big gap in strength compared to the orthodox inner disciples like them.
Ye Bai's face was calm and he stood quietly.
When the disciple of the Spiritual Medicine Pavilion saw this, he was even more furious. His speed suddenly increased a lot, and he shouted: "Suffer death!"
However, before his palm could reach Ye Bai, a figure flashed in front of him, and then his palm hit him.
The two palms met in the air and made a dull sound. The Spiritual Medicine Pavilion disciple's expression changed, and then his skin became pale, a trace of rosy flashed through his body, and his body flew out and hit the window sill.
When Fatty Qi saw this, he was also stunned. He looked at his palms in disbelief and said, "So weak?"
The rest of the people looked at each other, but most of them looked calm and unchanged.
Although this disciple of the Spiritual Medicine Pavilion can be regarded as a disciple of the Alchemy Palace, in fact his talent is not very good. If he is not an inner disciple, he will only be a deacon in the future, and his achievements will be extremely limited. He will not be able to access the secret arts.
The Dharma is even more inferior. In this way, if the same cultivation level is compared with the disciples of the inner sect, they will never be opponents.
What's more, Fatty Qi's aura belongs to the middle stage of Foundation Establishment, but he doesn't hide it at all. The cultivation level of everyone present is also above Foundation Establishment, so he can naturally see through it at a glance.
Seeing the disciple of the Spiritual Medicine Pavilion lying under the window sill, his body twitching, and blood leaking from the corner of his mouth, the disciples who were queuing up did not react at all, but felt relieved in their hearts.
Although the Alchemy Palace advocates equal emphasis on cultivation and alchemy, in fact, most disciples with excellent cultivation talents will not choose this place, but will come to the Alchemy Palace mostly for the alchemy here.
As a result, the demand for this elixir is huge.
This elixir pavilion's elixir dispensing disciple seems to be just a low-level existence doing odd jobs, but in fact there is a lot of intrigue in it. If you are trying to please the other party, the elixir you cannot get is a defective product, and there is no way to explain it.
"It's so majestic. When will inner sect disciples be able to bully my Spiritual Medicine Pavilion?"
A sullen voice suddenly came out, and then, a middle-aged man in black appeared on the scene at an unknown time.
This man's skin was slightly darker and his eyes were sharp. At this moment, he slowly glanced at the twitching Spiritual Medicine Pavilion disciple, but his expression darkened, and then he turned to stare at Ye Bai and the others.
Ye Bai looked calm and said nothing.
They were the ones who took charge of Potian's decision on this matter, so he was not afraid of anything.
Fatty Qi's face twitched, and he glanced at the middle-aged man's clothes, but didn't say anything.
Tang Yan himself is a character who is not afraid of anything. When he heard this, he even laughed and said: "What a joke. Who can bully your Spiritual Medicine Pavilion? Why don't you ask how your Spiritual Medicine Pavilion bullies us?"
of?"
The middle-aged man squinted his eyes. He stared at Tang Yan, and a strong coercion enveloped him. He said slowly: "Whatever my disciples of the Spiritual Medicine Pavilion do, even if they are wrong, it will be their turn."
I won’t teach you a lesson.”
A mountain-like pressure suddenly came down, and Tang Yan's body sank. He felt as if there was a mountain on his back out of thin air, pressing his body towards the ground bit by bit.
Based on this momentum alone, Tang Yan could be sure that the other party's cultivation was extremely advanced. He even felt that if he resisted for a while longer, his spine would be unable to withstand the heavy pressure and would be exercised.
His feet were deeply embedded in the floor. Beads of sweat appeared on Tang Yan's forehead, but his face was still dismissive and he said: "Does your Spiritual Medicine Pavilion have nothing else but to suppress people with your cultivation?"
What kind of method did you use? If you dare, kill me, but I want to see if you dare."
The middle-aged man smiled instead of being angry, nodded, and said: "Okay, okay, as expected of a disciple of the inner sect. I really don't dare to kill you, but...it's okay to cripple you!"
As soon as these words came out, the entire Spiritual Medicine Pavilion fell into a silence that could be heard. The air seemed to be frozen, and there was an indescribable depression.
The middle-aged man looked at Tang Yan as if staring at a dead person. He raised his hand, and in his palm, a white light was slowly taking shape.
Ye Bai instinctively felt a great danger in his heart, and the next moment, his body appeared in front of Tang Yan. (To be continued)