Seeing Wu Shaoqi's face being beaten into a pig's head, Meng Changjin's mood suddenly became happy.

"Okay, let's go back to practice. You need resources to find a few elders. Now that you are a second-rank cultivator, you will have some resource subsidies. If you have nothing to do, don't go down the mountain. Remind you." Meng Changjin thought for a while but couldn't come up with a good reason, so he simply ignored it.

Sometimes it is too clear that others will not care about it after weighing the pros and cons and finding that it is not a big deal.

On the contrary, it is more likely to make people feel jealous.

It is really uneasy to let Wu Shaoqi go down to Meng Changjin, who knows when Wu Shaoqi will be able to bring back a high-quality enemy.

If we can't figure it out now, then of course we have to make Wu Shaoqi be more obedient.

Wu Shaoqi nodded, and thought about it in his heart. Wu Shaoqi couldn't guess what was going on in the place where the master paused and didn't say anything, but it was definitely not a trivial matter, otherwise the master wouldn't have reminded himself like this.

"Disciple, Mingbai (understood), hiss..." Wu Shaoqi wanted to raise his hand in a salute, but as soon as he raised his hand halfway, he bared his teeth in pain.

It hurts, it hurts too much, the master is really ruthless.

Meng Changjin tried his best to suppress the corners of his mouth so that he wouldn't lift up and make him crazy!

"Okay, let's go." Meng Changjin raised his hand and swayed the back of his hand a few times, indicating that Wu Shaoqi could leave.

"Disciple, sue, retreat!" Wu Shaoqi paused, but this time it was clear.

"Yeah." Meng Changjin nodded, waited for Wu Shaoqi to take two steps, and then said: "By the way, if it is difficult to break through the third rank, just take this barrier breaking pill."

With that said, Meng Changjin threw out a brown medicine pill the size of a little finger.

Wu Shaoqi hurriedly raised his hand and grabbed it, and after some movements, he bared his teeth in pain.

"Thank you, master!" Wu Shaoqi took a deep breath and then thanked him and left.

When Wu Shaoqi was far away, Meng Changjin didn't suppress the corners of his mouth at all, and raised them wildly.

Next time, if Wu Shaoqi says in front of her that his cultivation speed is too slow, she will beat him up again!

Feeling happy, Meng Changjin felt that he had the energy to make alchemy.

During the time between alchemy, Meng Changjin still had time to think about things.

She lowered her head and glanced at the ground, and suddenly remembered when she first came to this world. At that time, she thought that when her consciousness became stronger, she would find out if there was any fire ganoderma in the mountain of Wanchun Peak.

But now her consciousness can only spread more than 300 meters, and she can't fully explore it at all.

Or open a passage on the mountainside and go directly to explore?

With her current strength, one punch and one pit is not a problem, but if there is nothing in it, then all of this is in vain.

Forget it, there's no rush now anyway. When the seventh-rank realm is reached, the consciousness will definitely be fed back and further recovered. At that time, it should be possible to spread the consciousness and explore.

I don't know if beat Wu Shaoqi and felt happy. Anyway, Meng Changjin's next batch of medicinal pills went very smoothly. The furnace pills were refined, but there were five in two furnaces.

Meng Changjin felt that she had vaguely grasped the reason why the third-grade medicinal herbs exploded. Maybe when she could make five pills in each second-grade medicinal herb, the success rate of refining third-grade medicinal herbs would be high.

When Meng Changjin was immersed in alchemy, Wanhuang Sect also entered a stage of rapid development.

Of the more than 400 new disciples, apart from the twenty or so personally passed down, most of them were inner disciples, and there were fewer than 100 who became outer disciples.

This may seem like a lot, but in proportion, it's really not that much.

In the past, the Wanhuang Sect had recruited more than 200 new disciples, and only the number of hands could become direct descendants, and only 20 to 30% of the rest became inner disciples, and the rest were all outer disciples.

But this time it was different. The outer disciples were only 20-30% of the new batch of disciples.

While this group of new disciples were still on the road of trial, the inner disciples were taught the art of refining the gods.

This time, the elders still gave these inner disciples the opportunity to choose freely, but the number of people who were unwilling to take the oath of their own heart was actually a few fewer people than the group of personal disciples who quit before.

In this regard, several elders were pleased and sighed.

Because of the Divine Refinement Technique, all of these inner disciples who had entered the school early went to retreat except for some of the people who were in charge of bringing new recruits.

There is a huge inner door area, and there are not many people within a few hundred meters of the door.

This made the new inner disciples not dare to relax, and after getting the exercises, they all worked hard to cultivate.

There is no way, in such a big environment, the disciples of Wanhuangzong are too diligent.

The inner sect disciples worked hard to cultivate, and the outer sect disciples who wanted to enter the inner sect naturally did not dare to slack off.

Inner sect disciples are naturally better qualified than outer sect disciples, have more resources, and work hard. If they don’t work hard, how can they get into the inner sect?

The disciples of the Wanhuang Sect had an unprecedentedly high level of enthusiasm for cultivation, and the elders were extremely pleased.

While they were relieved, several elders were also a little worried. The sect master was too eager to let the disciples improve, which was a bit abnormal.

There is no problem in wanting the overall strength of the sect to improve, but if it is too urgent, it will always make people worry.

Is it for next year's sectarian ranking competition?

Several elders guessed in their hearts, if this is the case, it is also logical.

In the previous competition, the ranking of Wanhuangzong dropped more than a dozen nouns. think it was because the sect master was anxious.

After all, like them, thinking that the sect would fall in the hands of him and others, he felt uncomfortable.

Now that the head has the ability to make the sect stronger, it is understandable to be anxious.

Next year's sect ranking competition, what kind of ranking will Wanhuang Sect get?

Top 20, is there such a possibility?

Obviously it feels impossible, but several elders are full of expectations.

"It's time for us to cultivate too. The disciples are all cultivating. It doesn't seem appropriate for us to be idle." Mu Youlan looked at the elders beside her and said.

The sect ranking competition is not a matter for the disciples, the big head disciples are responsible, but they also need to contribute to the high level of the sect.

It can't be time for the disciples to fight to the death to gain the upper hand, and as a result, they are inferior, and they will be humiliated and thrown into the whole monk world.

As several elders and peak masters have begun to close their doors, Wanhuang Sect has been quiet a lot recently.

The sect master was busy refining alchemy, the elder peak masters were busy improving their strength, and the direct disciples were also cultivating in seclusion, not to mention the inner and outer sect disciples.

The only ones who are relatively free now are the handymen disciples of the Wanhuang Sect.