"Where is your identity token?" Deacon Mo of the Treasure Pavilion said without raising his head.
He Changsheng thought about it and felt that the other party must be referring to the signal token that Li Daocun gave him, otherwise he could not produce anything else.
Deacon Mo took the message casually, glanced at it first, then looked stunned, and then rubbed his eyes vigorously, only then he was sure that he was not seeing things.
This is the master's token, so the identity of the person in front of him is naturally self-evident.
Deacon Mo's attitude took a 180-degree turn, and he said eagerly:
"So, big brother, you are the Sect Master's direct disciple. I have heard of your fame for a long time. Seeing you today, I can see that you are truly extraordinary. Your future achievements will surely be extraordinary."
As soon as Deacon Mo finished speaking, there was an uproar on the scene. Many people wanted to squeeze up to see who this disciple of the master was.
He Changsheng's mouth twitched, seeing the flattery never fail no matter how many times it was worn out, this routine seemed familiar.
But can't these words be said in private?
Now that he is being watched by many people, he really just wants to keep a low profile!
At the same time, the few people who had discussed in front of He Changsheng were dumbfounded at this moment.
Is it such a coincidence?
Especially the man who said that He Changsheng was a jinx, his face seemed to be drained of all color in an instant and turned pale.
He couldn't help but look at his friend for help, and said guiltily: "You probably didn't hear what I just said..."
The next moment, his 'closest friends' just gave him a look that told him to fend for himself, and then chose to stay away without hesitation.
......
No one cared about the little episode here, their attention was still focused on He Changsheng.
But He Changsheng wasn't the type to settle things quietly, so he asked Deacon Mo, "What's that kid's name?"
"Oh? His name is Wei Sui, and he's just an outer disciple." Deacon Mo was a little surprised. Why would the master's direct disciple inquire about an ordinary outer disciple?
He has been the steward of this treasure pavilion for decades, and can basically recognize most of the people from the Yuhua Immortal Sect.
After all, everyone has to meet each other at least once, so it's hard not to know each other.
Attempt?
What a crappy name! It sounds like the kind of minion who won't survive more than a few words.
"Thank you very much. I wonder if I can collect my entry reward here?" He Changsheng reminded.
He has no tact at all. His time is so precious, how can he waste it on such trivial matters?
Deacon Mo finally reacted, but he was at a loss as to what to give He Changsheng, after all, there had never been such a precedent before.
If it is given according to the standards for inner disciples, it would definitely be inappropriate.
The point is, as the master's direct disciple with such a high status, there is no need for him to do such a small matter personally.
Even many inner disciples would assign outer disciples to run errands.
Deacon Mo said, "Brother, why would you bother to come here in person for such a small matter? Why don't you go back first and I'll send it to you later."
"It's okay. Since you're already here, how can I let you make an extra trip? Besides, I'm also a disciple, how can I get special treatment? What will your fellow disciples think?" He Changsheng waved his hand and said indifferently.
Why are the Yuhua Immortal Sect full of flatterers...but he likes it!
Many people behind He Changsheng couldn't help but secretly complain. If they hadn't seen you use spirit stones to exchange positions just now, they would have really believed what you said.
Deacon Mo felt helpless. Now that things had come to this, he couldn't continue to refuse, otherwise he would be offending the master's disciple who had a promising future.
He had no choice but to act on his own, thinking that the elder would not blame him.
"Brother, take this top-grade magic sword and these bottles of Qi-recovering pills. Come to me for more pills if you run out." Deacon Mo gritted his teeth and gave him the highest resources he could mobilize.
After all, an inner disciple can only get a low-grade magic weapon after being promoted. This high-grade magic weapon is much higher than that of an inner disciple.
He Changsheng thanked him, then turned and left without wasting any more time.
It is worth mentioning that this time the departure became much smoother. There was no congestion as when he came in before. Wherever he passed, the disciples on both sides would take the initiative to make way for him.
Forget it, no matter how small a mosquito is, it is still meat. He will keep the Qi-recovering Pill for now. He still needs this thing. This shabby top-grade magic weapon, He Changsheng directly chose to convert it into spiritual power.
Five hundred spiritual power is obtained...
He didn't know when it started, but he began to look down on this little bit of spiritual power.
It's all the fault of the dog system. If the amount required for each simulation hadn't skyrocketed, he wouldn't be in this situation.
He Changsheng was not in a hurry to go to Jiufeng. He went back to the courtyard first.
On the way back, He Changsheng happened to meet Sun Youdao. His eyes turned slightly and he immediately had an idea in his mind.
He Changsheng suddenly became listless.
Sun Youdao was stunned when he saw this, and asked in confusion: "Hey, brother, what's wrong with you? Have you been wronged? Just tell me, your business is my business."
"Alas, this matter is hard to explain in a few words, so it's better not to talk about it." He Changsheng sighed.
Sun Youdao naturally refused to give up. He really wanted to help. This was a good opportunity to do a favor, and no one else had this chance.
It was thanks to his foresight that he was able to provide timely assistance and become the master's disciple in advance.
There will be so many benefits in the future. Even if He Changsheng cannot succeed to the throne for a while, if you can say a few good words for him to the headmaster, it will be enough for him to benefit endlessly.
Unable to refuse Sun Youdao's kindness, He Changsheng exaggerated his experience.
Upon hearing this, Sun Youdao was immediately filled with righteous indignation and said, "Don't worry, brother. I'll take care of this matter. I will definitely teach Wei Sui a heartbreaking lesson!"
Don't forget, he also has the identity of an outer sect elder who teaches skills. The inner sect disciples all have backers, so he is not easy to deal with.
But targeting an outer disciple is a piece of cake.
"Elder Sun, it would be a waste of the sect's spiritual energy to keep such an incompetent person who has no ambition to make progress, makes no contribution to the sect, and always likes to plot and scheme behind the scenes." He Changsheng hinted.
"I understand. I'll do as you say, brother!" Sun Youdao said suddenly.
You are so cruel!
He originally thought that a good lesson would be enough, but He Changsheng's intention was obviously to take Wei Sui's life directly...
However, he had no reason to refuse.
We can only blame Wei Sui for being so short-sighted. He could have provoked anyone else, but chose to provoke such a vindictive person.
No one would care about the life or death of an outer disciple.
Looking at He Changsheng's receding figure, Sun Youdao shook his head helplessly. It seemed that this disciple of the headmaster was not a good person either.
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