Judging from the excitement of the deacons, it seems that they have not used it for many years.
The surrounding disciples all had numb scalps, as if they had goosebumps, and subconsciously rubbed their arms. Only one man in purple looked calm.
"Ah~...! Master, please spare your life!" The screams echoed through the sky, and the eyes of all the disciples trembled.
Feng Tianjue, who was sitting on the black iron chair and taking a nap, curled his lips and seemed not to hear anything.
Not long after, the delicate disciple was covered with scars, his skin was torn and bruised everywhere, he was breathing too much out, but little breathing in, and his whole body was in violent convulsions.
"Abolish your cultivation and be kicked out of the mountain!" The old man with white hair and childlike face waved his hand and shouted softly, without any change in his mood.
Just when everyone thought this was a typical "Zhou Yu fights Huang Gai", they didn't expect that this Zhou Yu was willing to fight, but this Huang Gai was unwilling to take it!
"No, Great Elder, you can't do this to me..., you can't...!" There was a trace of blood on the lips of the delicate disciple, and there was a hint of crying in his begging voice.
After he woke up, he was really scared now. I thought that the other party would guarantee me to the end, but I didn't expect that the person in my eyes had a face as thick as a wall and was already used to breaking his word.
"Alas~!" All the disciples sighed. They all knew that this disciple was now disabled. If he was forcibly driven down the mountain by the great elder again, he would be like a lost dog with nowhere to go.
Old acquaintance?
Don't be stupid, in this troubled world... who would be stupid enough to use shelter to curry favor with a disabled weakling?
"It's embarrassing, drag him down immediately!" The old man with gray hair and childish face snorted coldly.
He cursed in his heart and said, "It's all good if I don't kill you with my own hands. Why are you still here?"
"Long Yu Zhong! You're a crazy old man, I'm going to do it in front of..."
"Ah~...!" Realizing that something was wrong, the great elder moved at an alarming speed and suddenly reached the side of the handsome disciple. He casually slapped the disciple with a palm down and killed the vicious-looking disciple.
"Hi~!" Seeing all the disciples looking at him with horrified faces, the white-haired old man rushed to make up his words, raised his eyebrows and spoke sternly: "You dare to insult the sect leader and this elder one after another, and you will be punished with an additional level of crime. You will be dragged down and buried. It’s…!”
"Yes!" The three deacons turned their heads together, wanting to see the attitude of the man with the purple gold crown, but found that the man had no expression on his face. They breathed a sigh of relief and did as the great elder said, dragging the bloody corpse down.
"Sect Master, this disciple is stubborn and refuses to change despite repeated admonitions. Relying on the lord's magnanimity, he insists on pushing the envelope even further, and then even insults me with rude words.
Thanks to the sect master's kind heart, I can't bear to do something to him, so I have no choice but to do this cruel thing for the sect master! "
The old guy Long Yuzhong is not unscrupulous. He killed the disciple in front of everyone and then named the sect master. This was also for Feng Tianjue's sake, and that was also for Feng Tianjue's sake.
Anyone who had heard of the purple-gold-crowned man could not help but frown. Everyone knew that the great elder was just putting on a show.
At this time, Long Yuzhong was really willing to destroy one of his own secret chess pieces with ruthless hands, which shows the depth of his city.
"The guy who pretends to be powerful!" Elder Liu Yidao, who was standing on the left side of Feng Tianjue's chair, snorted secretly, causing the elder's face to fall when he returned to the entrance of the hall.
"Elder Liu, sometimes you have to learn to be a smart person!" The violence in his eyes flashed, and Long Yuzhong raised his head and gave the kind-browed old man a cold look.
In fact, according to everyone's speculation, even if the disciple holds back his anger now, Long Yuzhong will not let him go after he comes down the mountain.
Because he knows too much!
Long Yu Zhong would never allow a potential threat to exist. As early as the disciple spoke his first words, he had already prepared the killer who came to chase him.
"The Great Elder is interested!" After receiving the message relayed, Feng Tianjue suddenly opened his eyes and smiled gently, with a typical smile that was superficial but not smiling.
As for what that "intention" actually refers to, I'll leave it to the other party to guess slowly.
"Ahem, sect leader! Although that disciple's words and deeds did commit the grave crime of "contradicting the sect leader"..." The old man with the white hair and childlike face coughed awkwardly.
Then, the voice changed: "But I am also very curious whether the new regulations promulgated by the sect master are personal will, or..."
Through the disciple's words, he did this in a roundabout way, and finally the fox tail of this old fox was exposed.
"That's right! The sect master's proposal was naturally unanimously approved by the entire elders of the worship hall, and this will be implemented as new rules and regulations in the future!"
Countless eyes looked at the man with the purple gold crown. Under Feng Tianjue's eyes, Elder Liu Yidao understood what he was doing and immediately stepped forward to announce an astonishing decision.
"Sect Master, Holy Ming~...!" Hundreds of disciples clapped excitedly, and the cheers came one after another.
Feng Tianjue watched all this silently with a knowing smile on his face. After all, he had the final say in the Yuqing Sect. He spoke majestically: "Great Elder, do you have anything else to say?"
"In that case, I have nothing to say anymore!" After hearing this, the old man with white hair and childlike face first clasped his fists towards Feng Tianjue, then turned his head to reveal an amiable face, and said in a loud voice: "Be quiet, disciples, be quiet... !”
At this move, the purple-gold crowned man with twinkling eyes frowned, while Ling Weiyun's clone also secretly glanced at Long Yuzhong from the corner of his eye.
Under the great elder's hand gesture, the originally noisy scene suddenly became quiet.
"Sect Master, don't be upset, that old guy can't be mad for much longer!" Seeing the purple-gold crown man's face looking slightly ugly, Ling Weiyun's clone sent a message of comfort.
"Brother Ling is right!" Hearing this, Feng Tianjue's mouth twitched. Although he slandered the haggard old man for calling him an "old thing," he felt a lot more relieved.
"Huh?" When he looked back at the disciples who were looking at him respectfully in front of him, Feng Tianjue suddenly noticed the changes in everyone, his eyes lit up, and he finally found a little sense of relief.
After the training, all the faces that were full of tenderness now have a hint of confidence and perseverance. Apart from anything else, Feng Tianjue is still very satisfied with the results of this training as a disciple.
What the sect wants is this kind of disciple!
"Now, I will announce the list of disciples who have outstanding performance in this disciple training, as well as the proud results they have achieved!"
Just as Feng Tianjue was thinking this, the annoying voice sounded again.
"One knife, no problem!" The secret message stopped the angry-faced old man's movements. Although Feng Tianjue said it didn't matter, when he turned his head again and looked at a strand of white frost crane hair, his heart felt even colder.
