Chapter 155

Meng Changjin and Wu Shaoqi said a word, anyway, the point is, don't take the initiative to cause trouble, but if others take the initiative to cause trouble, if you can fight, you can directly challenge it publicly, if you can't fight, pretend to be a grandson, and fight back if you have the strength.

Although a few disciples were a little speechless, they nodded obediently.

Although it's a bit cowardly, it still makes sense. Does it matter whether you win or lose? important!

But no matter how important, is it important to survive?

Seeing that several disciples had listened in, Meng Changjin nodded with satisfaction: "Okay, it's alright, anyway, remember what I said for the teacher today, nothing is more important than your life."

"A few times."

Several disciples nodded obediently.

"Well, let's go practice." Meng Changjin nodded, indicating that several disciples could go back to practice.

They all have their own rooms on their current flying boats. It takes a lot of time to travel from Wanhuangzong to the vicinity of the Binary Secret Realm. This time cannot be wasted.

Several disciples got up and saluted, preparing to go back to practice.

Meng Changjin stopped Wu Shaoqi and Yao Bingyu: "You two stay."

The others glanced at the two of them, then at Meng Changjin, and finally left without saying a word.

"Other people don't worry about being a teacher, but you, you are making the teacher feel uneasy. In this way, the Bingyu help the teacher to stare at him and not let him cause trouble." Meng Changjin glanced at Wu Shaoqi and said.

"Yes, master." No matter what Yao Bingyu thought, there was no expression on his face anyway, and he agreed very simply.

Wu Shaoqi was speechless and looked at Meng Changjin: "Does the master still believe in the disciple? The disciple is so well-behaved, how could it be possible to deliberately cause trouble?"

Wu Shaoqi really didn't intend to cause trouble on purpose. He is not familiar with this world, so he has the time to make trouble?

"You don't take the initiative to cause trouble, but as the main force among Wanhuang Sect's disciples, some people take the initiative to provoke you." Could Meng Changjin not know? Wu Shaoqi said she would not cause trouble, but she believed it.

But it's useless if Wu Shaoqi doesn't take the initiative to cause trouble, things will take the initiative to find Wu Shaoqi.

Who made Wu Shaoqi a thing to force his physique?

"Master means that I can't fight back if others take the initiative to provoke me?" Wu Shaoqi's eyes widened.

"Better." Meng Changjin nodded.

If others fight back, it's basically nothing. If Wu Shaoqi fights back, he will definitely beat the young and the old.

"Then what if others scold me? It doesn't matter if you scold me, anyway, you won't lose a piece of meat, but if others scold Wanhuangzong, what about you, master? Then Wanhuangzong and master, you are not very shameless ?" Wu Shaoqi asked.

Look, see how profound and righteous he is, he doesn't care if he is scolded or not, his heart is for Wanhuangzong and his master!

Meng Changjin glanced at him, and almost immediately saw through Wu Shaoqi's little ninety-nine.

Yao Bingyu stood next to him and looked at Meng Changjin curiously when Wu Shaoqi asked these questions.

Although what Wu Shaoqi said was a bit of a strong argument, it was also the truth.

If you scold them, their big deal is to endure for a while, and it's no big deal.

But scolding Wanhuangzong, scolding the master, the sect should not be insulted, and the master should not be insulted!

"Stupid!" Meng Changjin raised a fiery red stick the thickness of his thumb and tapped Wu Shaoqi's head lightly, hating that iron is not steel!

"It hurts!!!"

Wu Shaoqi snorted and hurriedly raised his hand to cover his head. As for the master, if there is disagreement, we can discuss it again. What is the need for such a ruthless hand?

Meng Changjin was a little speechless, pretending, just pretending to her.

After a pause, Meng Changjin suddenly glanced at the thin fiery red stick in his hand, but had some enlightenment.

Maybe it's not pretending, she forgot the stick in her hand, it's actually a big baby.

She really tapped that lightly, and Wu Shaoqi didn't seem to be pretending. This thing might be more powerful than she thought.

Baby, big baby!

If it wasn't for the presence of Wu Shaoqi and Yao Bingyu, Meng Changjin would probably have kissed each other fiercely with a stick.

"I understand what you mean, nothing more than that the sect cannot be humiliated, and the teacher cannot be humiliated." Meng Changjin changed the subject as if he had forgotten to knock on Wu Shaoqi.

Yao Bingyu and Wu Shaoqi both looked over. Since the master knew, why would they not fight back?

"These are all bullshit! It's really not humiliating. It was made by fighting, not by fighting for words." Meng Changjin cast a glance at the two disciples, and said faintly.

"Then shouldn't we beat them more?" Wu Shaoqi asked in confusion.

"Beat! Of course I beat him, but I beat him again during the official game. I'll beat him when everyone is watching!" Meng Changjin said.

Wu Shaoqi and Yao Bingyu were stunned for a moment, thinking they understood.

"As for someone who scolds Wanhuangzong as a teacher, you should record the person, which sect scolded, and find out. During the official competition, I will challenge their suzerain and blow them up!" Meng Changjin said. Be arrogant.

Wu Shaoqi pouted, feeling that the master was a little swollen, and she was only a seventh-rank realm: "Master, don't be beaten up at that time, it would be a real shame."

As soon as Wu Shaoqi said this, Yao Bingyu glared at Wu Shaoqi before Meng Changjin could do anything.

Although she is also worried, after all, the master is only in the seventh-rank realm. According to the elders, there are many heads of other sects in the seventh-grade realm, and there are also more than a dozen people in the eighth-grade realm and the ninth-grade realm.

This is still the most conservative estimate. If the head of the provocative sect is in the eighth-rank or ninth-rank realm, can the master handle it?

"You kid, take care of yourself." Meng Changjin was too lazy to say anything to Wu Shaoqi, this kid didn't even know how strong his master was!

At that time, it is hard to say about the ninth rank, and the eighth rank will beat up a few to show this kid.

"Okay, okay, I know, definitely not fighting before the official game." Wu Shaoqi thought about it and agreed.

In fact, his thinking is very simple. If Meng Changjin can't beat them, then it's really not suitable for them to clash in advance, but if they can beat them, they can endure someone to vent their anger for a while, that is, it's just a matter of time.

"Actually, this doesn't necessarily happen, but if it's yours, it's very likely." Meng Changjin said quietly.

Why do you compete for the ranking? That's because this thing affects the number of places to enter the duality secret realm. There are not many good things in the duality secret realm.

The development of sects cannot be separated from the spiritual veins.

A spiritual meridian, provided to thousands of people like Wanhuangzong to cultivate in a sect, it will be almost ten years.

And a quota almost represents a spiritual meridian. The more spiritual meridians, the more resources, and the more powerhouses are cultivated.

This also creates a phenomenon, the stronger is higher, the weaker is weaker.

Therefore, the comparison of the sectarian rankings is of great importance.

No one wants to lose before the game, but there are advantages and disadvantages. If some opponents can be solved in advance, some people are willing to do it.

When Meng Changjin said this, Wu Shaoqi was the most helpless.

He obviously didn't do anything, so why can't he trust him more?

After thinking about it, Wu Shaoqi sighed in his heart, it must be that the original body is too muddy, and after more than ten years, it has created an unreliable impression.

But he is still very reliable, alas, Wu Shaoqi sighed again and looked at Meng Changjin resentfully.

Meng Changjin was too lazy to pay attention to him, and turned directly to Yao Bingyu: "The top ten sects should disdain to provoke you before the game, the others are not sure."

After speaking, Meng Changjin looked at Wu Shaoqi again, this time very seriously: "The relationship between these sects is very complicated, and the Wanhuang Sect's popularity is not bad, but don't count on this, when necessary, how to lead the way, yourself Look it up."

"Understood." This time, Wu Shaoqi responded very briskly and simply.

"The disciples will be optimistic about the senior brother, and don't let the senior brother do it before the competition." Yao Bingyu also said seriously.

Meng Changjin nodded: "Well, let's practice."

After speaking, he threw another porcelain bottle to Wu Shaoqi: "Take it, break through when it's time to break through, break through the level, and the increase is not large if it is not consolidated, but it can be used as a means of replenishing magic."

Wu Shaoqi caught it and nodded. Soon, he opened his eyes wide and looked at Meng Changjin sharply.

He didn't notice it just now, but now that he has come to his senses, he also noticed some of the words in Meng Changjin's words just now.

For example, tonic.

This thing is probably not unfamiliar to anyone who plays games. As a half otaku, Wu Shaoqi is all too familiar with it.

But this is not the crux of the problem. The crux of the matter is whether Meng Changjin coined the word by herself, or did she just...

Wu Shaoqi's head moved quickly, and he quickly determined that it should be the latter.

If it was Meng Changjin's own words, it would definitely use "replenishing the spirit", not the devil.

Wu Shaoqi suddenly thought of the words that he often said without noticing, which are full of the significance of the times. Has the master discovered it long ago?

No, the master found his problem, but he also found the master's problem.

Seeing Wu Shaoqi staring at her with wide eyes, Meng Changjin frowned slightly, and soon realized.

A slip of the tongue.

But now it's too late to remedy it, so she deliberately said it, but she seemed guilty of being a thief.

So Meng Changjin simply didn't say a word, looked at Wu Shaoqi, and showed a smile that was not a smile.

Seeing this expression, Wu Shaoqi immediately realized.

"Looking at being a teacher like this, what's wrong?" Meng Changjin's half-smile expression only showed for a few seconds, and then he was quickly restrained, and he became suspicious.

"No, the master is mighty and domineering, and the disciple can't beat the horse. I will go back to practice hard, and I will never lose the master's face." After Wu Shaoqi finished speaking, he quickly slipped away.

Yao Bingyu bowed to Meng Changjin and withdrew.

After the two of them left, Meng Changjin lifted the thumb-sized stick in his hand, weighed it a little, and then tapped the corner of the table lightly.

The corner of the table was knocked into pieces in such a way.

Meng Changjin searched for another long time and found something made of iron. He knocked it with the same force as Wu Shaoqi's head before, and suddenly a big pit was knocked out.

"Tsk tsk." Meng Changjin tutted twice, not knowing whether he was lamenting that the stick was too powerful, or that Wu Shaoqi's head was too hard.

...

The flying boat has been flying for five days, and Meng Changjin and other people from Wanhuangzong finally reached their destination.

Standing on the edge of the flying boat, looking down, young men and women dressed in various sect costumes walked together, and it was very lively.

Below, people from various sects who saw Feizhou were guessing which sect came this time.

It's still a little far away, and the pattern on the flying boat belonging to the sect's logo can't be seen clearly.

When the flying boat began to land and fell to a certain distance, the people below also saw the pattern on the flying boat.

It was a lifelike phoenix pattern, which was drawn with golden paint as a whole, and looked extremely noble.

However, everyone who saw this pattern did not care.

"The flying boat of the Wanhuang Sect turned out to be the Wanhuang Sect."

These people immediately recognized the sect to which this pattern belonged.

The Wanhuang Sect, in their opinion, is not a sect that needs special attention.

Of course, this is also for some sects ranked in the top 50, and some sects in the back are still unable to offend the Wanhuang Sect.

But if they care too much, it's not that much, anyway, they can't match the Wanhuang Sect, their goal is to keep the ranking of the hundred sects.

"Oh, it's really sad that no one welcomes them." Meng Changjin was now on the edge of the flying boat. After seeing the people below clearly seeing the pattern on the flying boat, he ignored them and sighed.

The two elders, Cen Rong and Huai Shui, stood on both sides of Meng Changjin, and the corners of their mouths twitched when they heard Meng Changjin sigh.

Isn't this a normal situation?

"This time, I have to be in the top 20, otherwise I will be so poor next time." Meng Changjin scolded.

The two elders, Cen Rong and Huai Shui, no longer twitched their mouths. They only dared to think about protecting the third and competing for the second. The leader is good, and they will directly enter the top twenty.

If the top 20 is so good, what are they worried about?

But after looking at the bottom, thinking about the words of the head, the two elders looked at each other in the air, and it seemed that they were really not lined up.

Anyway, we have to fight, so what's the matter with the big one.

If you really want to enter the top 20, then there will be three places to enter the duality secret realm, that is, three spiritual veins!

With three spiritual meridians, how many disciples can they train?

The more they thought about it, the more excited the two elders became, as if they had already seen a glorious scene in the Wanhuang Sect.

However, when the flying boat fell to the ground, the slight shaking made the two elders wake up.

The two elders looked at each other again, and then looked away.

It's a bit embarrassing for someone of his age to actually see these things clearly.

Fortunately, they stood at the forefront, and no disciples saw their gaffes, so they didn't lose face and throw them in front of the disciples.

As soon as the flying boat stopped, several people came over.

"Sect Master Wan, it's been a long time since I haven't seen him, and he's getting more and more beautiful." The leader said with a hint of surprise in his eyes.

Meng Changjin glanced at the other person, and quickly found out the information about this person from his memory.

Yun Che, the leader of the cultivator alliance, is also the one who presides over the Hundred Sects Great Competition.

It's still a thousand-year-old color embryo!