Xu Yun took out the elixir and looked calm on the surface, but in fact he carefully observed his expression, trying to find shock and greed in it.
It's a pity that Qi Mingchen not only didn't show much emotional fluctuations, but also seemed to have an unknown sarcasm in his eyes.
Xu Yun didn't believe that he could really remain unmoved, and continued: "I believe you have heard of the Huayuan Dan, a pill that can enhance your qualifications. Among the red pills, it is second only to the Spirit-Calling Pill."
He really didn't expect that the elixir he had repaired, running around in this man's hands, would be taken out at this moment and tempted in front of him...
For a moment, he felt an indescribable sense of absurdity.
"Congratulations, senior brother, for obtaining such a precious elixir. It's getting late, I should go practice."
He really didn't want to waste time here, so he bowed and prepared to leave.
"Stop!" Xu Yun was angry. A mere outer disciple dared not to take him seriously. "You should know that the quota is not that important to you. As long as you give up the quota, this pill will The medicine is yours. Including the Yunwu Altar, I will add half a year of practice time, and the value is far more than a quota!"
"Oh my God, who wouldn't change this?"
"I'm so jealous just looking at it. With this pill, I'm 100% qualified to become an inner disciple! Even with his relationship with the second elder, the second elder doesn't have a direct disciple now, so wouldn't he be a definite direct disciple in the future?"
"I suspect that the second elder has not had a direct disciple for many years, so he kept it for him."
"What about Senior Brother Liu Minghua?"
"Shh, stop talking. It would be bad if it reaches other people's ears."
"How could it be possible? Isn't Senior Brother Liu Minghua always gentle and polite? It doesn't matter..."
Qi Mingchen chuckled lightly, and the other disciples were a little surprised when they saw the normally indifferent person suddenly showing a smile.
"The quota means more to me than that. Even if I go to Jiange and sleep every day for a month without practicing, I will not give it to anyone."
"Is that what you mean?" Xu Yun slowly put away the elixir, "It seems that He Xiaoxiao has no chance of getting this spot..."
Suddenly, without warning, he raised his foot, aimed at Qi Mingchen's abdomen, and kicked him hard!
"Pfft, cough!"
Qi Mingchen couldn't resist the power of peak pill formation, so he held his stomach and spurted out a mouthful of blood.
"But this kick will be your punishment for offending me. If you do the same thing next time, it won't be a simple kick."
Xu Yun stared at him condescendingly, turned and left, not even caring about He Xiaoxiao who was lying aside.
Facing such an unreasonable attack, even within the sect, it is a very unfavorable behavior, but with naked strength, who can stand still and stop it?
Qi Mingchen endured the pain and sat up, wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth.
He didn't hate it in his heart, and his emotions didn't fluctuate too much.
Just like the kick he had just given to He Xiaoxiao, he was only bullied by the stronger Xu Yun because of his lack of strength.
In the final analysis, Xu Yun is not worthy of his hatred.
However, due to his behavior today, the future chief disciple will obviously not let him go easily, and this can be regarded as a rift.
He took a deep breath, gritted his teeth, stood up, and left here with everyone looking at him with pity or malice.
Qi Mingchen was not in a hurry to go back. He still remembered that when he reached the middle stage of pill formation, the sect would allocate a magic weapon to him as a reward.
Covering up the pain and pretending to be nonchalant, he came to the interrogation room, where the familiar nagging elder was sitting.
After seeing him, he said: "Are you here to receive the mission? There seems to be some kind of competition today. There are not many people here to receive the mission. There is no one to talk to this old man like me..."
Then he seemed to find something, "Was Xiaoqi injured? Did he fight with someone? Oh, it hurts so much to be injured. It's not good to fight and kill all day long. Come on, let me pour you a cup of tea. You Take a sip first, this is the tea I bought from the Star Merchant Guild to help heal injuries, and it cost me a medium-grade spiritual stone!"
The elder fumbled for a bag of tea leaves and slowly began to brew the tea with his wrinkled hands.
"Let me tell you, sometimes there is no good in fighting. You have to face things calmly... But it is understandable. When I was young, I liked fighting, until I offended a direct disciple and injured him. The meridians have not been repaired until now. At that time, I knew that only those with big fists have the power to do what they want."
While talking, the elder made tea, and the fragrance filled the entire communication room.
"Elder." This time, Qi Mingchen did not find these words nagging, but became very patient, "Don't you resent the person who hurt you?"
The elder shook his head and said with a smile: "I must have hated him at first. I thought about practicing hard and surpassing him one day and beating people back. At that time, I imagined the scene of defeating people in my mind every day. Everyone was amazed. , becoming stronger and stronger!”
"What happened next?" He sipped the tea lightly, the bitter fragrance entering his mouth, and his brain became much clearer in an instant.
"Later, I realized that the gap in strength was too big. I recognized the reality, practiced honestly, and did what I should do..."
The elder said this and sighed softly, "Sometimes, I think that maybe if I don't become a practitioner, my life will not be much different from now."
Not to become a practitioner?
This is a concept that Qi Mingchen has never had before. He has been practicing under the expectations of the second elder since he can remember. In his impression, if he does not practice and does not become stronger, he will be unable to control himself. Will not be happy.
"I was once the child of a businessman, and I was supposed to inherit my father's property. I accidentally discovered my talent for cultivation, and I wanted to become stronger. But my father told me that true happiness is not what everyone thinks is great or good, but only oneself. A life that is recognized is the most important thing. But at that time, I was young and didn’t understand its meaning. Only now that I’m old do I know what the difference is between practitioners like us and ordinary people..."
Qi Mingchen thought of the elder's work day after day, which was repetitive and boring, and there were not many dangers. Life was not difficult and there were not many fluctuations.
Could it be that... are practitioners also ordinary people?
"Haha, I accidentally talked too much. This is the first time someone is willing to listen to what I have to say. Everyone is so busy on weekdays and I don't know what they are busy with. Hahaha, by the way, what are you doing here this time? of?"
Qi Mingchen came back to his senses, drank the last sip of tea, and said: "I'm here to receive the magic weapon that can break through the middle stage of pill formation."
The elder was stunned for a moment, "Middle stage of pill formation? I remember you just broke through the pill formation stage not long ago..."
"Um."
"It seems that you are destined not to face a life like mine."
The elder was still smiling, but there was something profound in his eyes that Qi Mingchen didn't quite understand.
