"Just hold on until next month. Next month is the day when the sect leader will pass on the throne."
At this time, anyone who thinks they are qualified to compete will go up to compete.
“Is everyone eligible?”
"Yes, everyone has seven chances. If you win four games, you will be the candidate for the leader. The candidate for the leader will continue to compete in seven games, and the leader will personally set the questions. The one who wins the most games will be the leader, and the top four will be left. They are called the Four Great Real People.”
"We in white robes definitely have a chance, but we are still too poor compared to others."
Baipao is the most ordinary disciple. He has certain rights, but not many. He usually tries medicine by himself, unlike other true disciples who have medicinal people and beasts.
Moreover, you can bring your own disciples with you in the competition. Let the disciples pass the previous level first, and then you can save your strength to deal with the leader's level.
Baipao can't even support himself, let alone recruit a disciple. If he competes on his own, he will compete fourteen times in a row. It is absolutely impossible to achieve this without a little bit of unique skills.
"By the way, I'm running out of inventory. Now it's up to you to get through the difficulties together. Whoever is the leader is not the leader, and it's all over."
"There are things, don't worry."
Tang Ping's eyes flickered, thinking that he was ready.
The sects in Danjing are not as strict in hierarchy as the sects of later generations. There is no distinction between hall masters and deacons, and the names of the upper echelons of the sects are also different.
There are real people under the head of the Danjing or under the sect master. There are usually four real people. They have the opportunity to use the Danjing to practice once a year.
Under the real person is the true biography, and under the true biography is the white robe.
Generally, those who manage logistics are the disciples or subordinates of the sect leader.
The Danjing was the well water used by the Yellow Emperor's minister Hongya Immortal to refine elixirs. Generally, only the master and the real person could use it. Tang Pingting wanted to see what it was that so many people were fighting for.
After that, Tang Ping lived in this place, with about two people living in one courtyard. Apart from Tang Ping and Qin Jian, there was no one else, so it was quite leisurely.
As time goes by, the overt and covert struggles between the parties become more intense.
Tang Ping also gradually learned about the situation in this place.
The master of the sect, Hong Chuan, is a descendant of Hong Ya. His cultivation level is at the peak of Dinxia, and he is one step away from traveling.
Of course, in the current situation, it is estimated that the impact has failed, his life span is not many years, and then he is thinking of abdicating.
This is also a way for Danjing to maintain smooth operation.
Instead of the disciples fighting openly and secretly after the death of the sect leader, it is better to formalize the struggle and set the rules during his lifetime, so as to prevent the sect from fighting within the sect after death.
Of course, rules are dead and people are alive.
The top of Hulukou, deep in the mountains.
The vegetation here is dense and there are lion statues around it.
These statues are similar to the lions guarding the mountain at the foot of the mountain. There are as many as a hundred of them. If outsiders dare to break into this place, the statues will come alive and devour them.
Behind the statue is a dark red hall. Under the dim night, the dark red hall looks particularly eye-catching.
There are six ancient wells in front of the hall. The wellheads are not big, three feet and three widths.
There is a jade barrel hanging above the well, and on the circling beams of the jade barrel are green-eyed, green-scaled clawless dragons. Beside the well lies a three-foot-long golden-eyed liger.
The well water is not an ordinary well water. It contains golden essence, blue liquid, stalactite water, emperor's ooze, sun essence, and the dragon's blood left by the dragon who conquered Muye back then.
The well water materials come from the six emperors (tribal leaders) respectively. The elixir God Dan Emperor Danhuang Pill refined from the water of the six wells is the highest secret of Danjing.
Of course, I don’t know whether these are true or not. Most of the inheritances say that they have a very powerful background, and they often have three emperors and five emperors, but in fact they are nothing.
Inside the main hall, there is a huge brown flesh ball.
The shape of the meat ball was irregular, with veins all over it, and a smell of filth came to his face.
The meat ball was still squirming slowly, looking very disgusting.
Click, click, click...
At this time, a head squeezed out of the center of the meat ball.
The head was that of a middle-aged man, with facial skin as white as jade and three long beards. His fairy-like appearance was incompatible with the fleshy ball.
This person is Hong Chuan, the master of Danjing Sect.
"This body won't last long. If it doesn't work, if I refine some more Emperor Dan Huang Pills, I will be able to break through the realm."
Hong Chuan's voice was hoarse, with an indescribable evilness.
People in Danjing have secret methods for corpse decomposition, one is fire decomposition and the other is water decomposition.
This is the unique skill of abandoning the physical body and transforming into a different kind of ghost cultivator when one's life span is about to end.
Hongchuan's corpse was dissected and declared to be hydrolyzed, but in fact it was replaced by this flesh-seeing incarnation.
Shirou is a kind of meat in ancient books that can be infinitely regenerated. It has a strong vitality. Hongchuan took away this body and indeed lived for many years longer, but his lifespan was still up.
Lifespan is not only the lifespan of the physical body, but also the lifespan of the soul. No matter what the physical body is, the time is up.
Wow!
A strong wind rose.
Hongchuan transformed into his normal form, and the fierce light in his eyes disappeared.
"Hong Tie, come in!"
Although the voice was small, it came out of this forbidden area and accurately arrived at the courtyard not far away.
After a while, a man in green robe flew in.
"Greetings to Master!" Hong Tie half-knelt.
Hong Chuan did not ask his disciples to get up, but after looking at them, he said quietly: "Gold, silver, copper and iron, how many years have you four brothers followed me?"
"Back to the sect master, I am the youngest and am already three hundred years old."
Hong Tie felt happy. When the sect master talked about old things, wasn't he just talking about feelings? Is it necessary to divide the luggage among everyone?
"It's time to contribute to the teacher."
"Master, please tell me, I will go through fire and water without hesitation."
"Haha, it's a deal."
boom!
Hong Tie raised his head, and a square bronze tripod as tall as one person appeared in front of him.
Wow!
Liquids of six colors flew out of the six wells and poured into the cauldron, and golden flames burned under the cauldron.
Hong Tie only felt a suction force, sucking his body high into the sky and then throwing it into the cauldron.
"Hey, hey...Master..."
boom!
Under the lid of the cauldron, only faint screams could be heard, and now they were going through fire and water.
Time passes gradually.
For some ambitious people, one month is so fast that they have no time to prepare; for other ordinary disciples, one month is longer than the previous ten years.
Qingyun Pagoda.
There were cries from inside.
"Serious man, have mercy!"
"Master Qingyun! Spare me!"
"I do not want to eat!"
Qingyun's five disciples each held a jade plate. On the jade plate were yellow pills of different shades.
Opposite them were many men in white robes kneeling.
They were the ones begging for mercy just now.
Qingyun's expression remained unchanged and he said to his eldest disciple Shi Ying, "Feed him."
"yes!"
Feed the elixir at the same time.
boom!
Some people blew themselves up on the spot, and some lay on the ground bleeding to death.
Each death situation is different, only one of the seven orifices bleeds, but he does not die.
"Does this formula work?"
As if Qingyun had found a treasure, he hurriedly stepped forward to grab the disciple's wrist, and penetrated with his true energy, trying to find out the context of the elixir's operation.
Since it is not dead, it means that the side effects are still within the acceptable range, and the rest is to modify and modify.
This disciple rolled his eyes and lost his breath.
"Hey, the quality is so bad."
This natural yellow bud pill is a pill that Qingyun has spent his entire life. Once it is refined, its potency is limited to the magic pill.
But the medicine is not very good, the strength is too weak, the effect of the medicine cannot be reflected well, and it cannot be sustained for a long time.
It does not mean that there are no side effects. This is almost impossible. At least it must make people eat it without dying.
If this continues, we can only use the real transmission to test the medicine.
The true cultivation level is stronger, the lowest level is Qi refining, and can bear the responsibility of testing medicine many times.
Of course, Qingyun rejected this idea on the spot.
This idea doesn't work.
Originally, I didn't have many true transmissions here, and many died outside. If he uses the true medicine to test the medicine again, he will become a general without troops.
The white-robed disciples are a bunch of trash, these people are of no use at all.
"White robe..." Speaking of white robe, Qingyun thought of a person.
A person with true cultivation and alchemy abilities.
This person is Tang Ping, who has just started his career. Tang Ping is not a direct descendant, so Qingyun does not have deep feelings for him and is unwilling to give him more power.
All fools know that a person who has attained enlightenment outside and has not enjoyed much favor from his master will definitely not be as loyal to him as a true disciple.
"But it's good for testing medicine."
Qingyun thought.
He wasn't afraid of Tang Ping's resistance or anything like that. He had already entered his door anyway, so why was he afraid of where he would go?
Thinking of this, Qingyun said to the other five disciples: "Quartz, Shi Jing, Shi Kai... The five of you will call him here. Remember not to cause a conflict. If there is a conflict, you can work together to take it down."
Seeing that several disciples were disapproving, Qingyun added again: "Don't take it lightly, this person is also a Qi practitioner."
After hearing this, everyone stopped their contempt.
As night falls, the stars array.
The noisy pill-eating demonic beast above the sky has gone somewhere unknown.
It was completely silent. Tang Ping moved a chair and looked at the empty night sky. In his ears, he could vaguely hear a low cry coming from the nearby courtyard.
There are medicine men and there are white robes.
Obviously, the oppression imposed on them by their superiors was too much for them to bear.
"Why are you here if you don't rest?" Qin Jian was speechless, "You don't want to be the leader."
"Fight for the leader?" Tang Ping no longer tried to hide it at this time, and said loudly, "That's what I have in mind."
Qin Jian was shocked, thinking that Tang Ping might be under too much pressure and went crazy, and he could say such things.
"Forget it, just fight for it."
Qin Jian was speechless and turned around to close the door.
Wow!
At this time, five auspicious clouds fell.
The leader is Quartz.
"Junior Brother Yuding, Master asked you to come over."
"What's the matter?" Tang Ping asked.
"It's nothing. Let's talk about it after you go." Quartz did not answer directly.
Qin Jian hid aside, thinking that Tang Ping might have offended someone, so he would catch him to test the medicine now.
"good."
Tang Ping was unexpectedly calm, which made the five people who were waiting for him a little uncomfortable.
Could it be that he doesn't know the consequences?
Quartz and Tang Ping were riding in the auspicious clouds together. He patted Tang Ping on the shoulder and said, "Do a good job, and you will benefit from it in the future."
"Oh, thank God." Tang Ping was flattered.
Soon, he came to the pagoda again.
On the top of the pagoda, Qingyun sat cross-legged, with a huge cloud-elixir furnace in front of him.
Everyone waited for a long time, and suddenly, the elixir was opened.
boom!
Several pills flew out, and Qingyun swept them away with a whisk. The fire of the pills dissipated, and they lay peacefully on the jade plate.
There are five in total, with different colors.
This is a new elixir modified by Qingyun based on the last one.
"Look at the natural yellow bud pill. Taking this pill can regenerate broken bones, heal hidden wounds, and has a miraculous effect of nourishing the mind and cultivating energy. The person who takes it will be clear-headed within a year and will not be fascinated by illusions. Do you know the difference between them?"
"Amount of sulfur?"
Tang Ping could tell at a glance.
"Yes, take it."
Qingyun signaled to Shiying, and the other four people stood in a square position to force Tang Ping.
"Today's elixirs basically won't kill people. At most they have some side effects, but the benefits are definitely greater than the side effects. If I become the leader, your benefits will definitely be indispensable."
"Haha, with such benefits, why don't you eat it first?"
Tang Ping mocked.
"Be bold!"
Several disciples were about to step forward to subdue Tang Ping.
boom!
Tang Ping burst out with powerful momentum and instantly knocked five people away.
"Not good! Dinxia!"
Qingyun's pupils shrank and he quickly used his whisk.
Unfortunately, resistance was useless. Tang Ping appeared next to him in the next second, his right hand turned into a claw, clasping Qingyun's throat, and a mysterious force locked his Qi.
"If you don't want to die, it's best not to move."
"Who are you?" Qingyun's attitude suddenly softened and he said, "If you have offended me, I still hope to see Haihan."
"You are my master, who else can I be if I am Jade Cauldron?"
Tang Ping smiled, then looked at the other five disciples and said, "Come, come here and share the pills."
One disciple hesitated.
boom!
A golden light penetrated the lower abdomen.
"Ahhh!!"
The man was lying on the ground rolling around, in pain and speechless.
Several other people took it one after another, and then cried bitterly.
"Humph, isn't your level good, Qingyun?"
After saying that, he looked at Qingyun with a fierce look on his face, as if he was considering how to kill someone and silence him.
"Speak well if you have something to say, speak well if you have something to say!"
Qingyun really regrets it. He would have known better not to provoke this god of plague.
Since Tang Ping showed his strength, all the doubts in the past have been solved.
No wonder this kid is weird. He doesn't seem to have much strength, but he can stay in that place and prosper without anyone interfering with him. What is he if he isn't strong?
I'm afraid he had such strength from the beginning.
Yudi should have been killed.
Tang Ping made eye contact with him. He knew what Qingyun was thinking and said, "Yes, that's what you thought. Congratulations on luring the wolf into the house."
He took out a dark pill and asked Qingyun to take it.
Qingyun endured the stench and took it. The elixir suddenly melted, and a nameless insect appeared in the sea of consciousness between his eyebrows.
"This..." Qingyun was shocked.
"This is the Shunxin Gu. I thought that you will die without a burial place."
Tang Ping threatened.
Moreover, this Gu can restrict others from saying certain information, making it impossible for them to say it even if they want to.
The others took it one after another, and Tang Ping controlled the main elements of Qingyun's lineage.
After doing this, Tang Ping came to the alchemy furnace and said: "There is nothing wrong with the elixir, but the heat is wrong. It should be refined with three different properties at different stages."
"This difficulty..."
Qingyun doesn't have access to such fine fire control, and even the sect owner may not be able to do it, and the mastery of different fires may not be the same.
When Tang Ping used Fire Phoenix Fire, Canghai Fire, and Yin Fire to refine the complete Natural Huang Ya Dan, Qingyun was completely dumbfounded.
"how?"
"I admire you. I should call you Master."
Now the poles are reversed.
"Very good, I will charge into battle for Master in a few days!"
"Yes! Master!" Everyone said in unison.
(End of chapter)
