The master is really scary when he is furious.
Yun Hen saw their surprisingly consistent movements, and his anger burned even more. He shouted in a low voice, "What's the point of the five of you tugging and tugging at each other! Come here now!"
Ye Qiao looked at the five people reflexively.
Mingyi looked at her pitifully.
Su Zhuo almost knelt down in front of her.
Well, it seems that Yun Hen is really scary when he goes crazy.
The menacing pressure crushed everyone without any distinction, and whether it was Qin Fanfan or Ye Qiao, their realms were higher than Yun Hen's.
Then this pressure was mainly aimed at the five people from Yueqing Sect. Qin Fanfan couldn't help laughing. It was the first time she saw a master being treated like this.
Ye Qiao blocked the terrifying pressure and successfully received the grateful looks from the five people.
Ye Qiao: “…” What kind of torture has Yun Hen endured?
Yun Hen's face suddenly darkened, "Ye Qiao, I'm here to teach my disciple a lesson, what does it have to do with you?"
He was the sect leader, and Ye Qiao was a disciple. In terms of status, he could never surpass her. She had no right to meddle in their sect's affairs.
Ye Qiao didn't say anything.
Yun Hen glanced at Qin Fanfan and said unhappily: "Qin Fanfan probably taught you what it means to respect teachers and elders, right?" She actually dissipated her own pressure.
Ye Qiao thought, Qin Fanfan really had never taught him anything. After all, her master had no baggage. Only Yun Hen had nothing to do all day long and was pretentious, and from time to time he had to use his intimidating power to intimidate his disciples.
Seeing that the other party had said so much, Ye Qiao finally spoke: "I have been a disciple for at least five years. You are not my elder. And there is a saying in the world of cultivation that strength is respected."
Ye Qiao said this in a relaxed tone, stepped on the stool, looked at him nonchalantly, and smiled: "That means strength is supreme, and I deserve to be the first. There is a saying that there is no order of learning, and the one who achieves is the first. In terms of strength alone, why don't you bow to me?"
Ye Qiao always liked to talk nonsense. But every time she could hit the nail on the head, Yun Hen frowned, and his anger rose up in his heart. He almost jumped up and scolded her for being bold and ignorant of respect.
"Besides." Ye Qiao's smile faded a little bit, "This is our Changming Sect."
"That's my disciple!" he said coldly. It was only natural for him to educate his disciples.
Ye Qiao said, and casually flipped the spirit sword into his hand, grinning: "How about we have a duel?"
As for other things, we can talk about them later. Let’s just fight first.
Yun Hen's expression suddenly changed.
If he wins, it would be considered unethical to bully the younger generation and he would definitely be ridiculed.
Of course, he would not be able to win, and then he would not only be laughed at by others.
Yun Hen is very concerned about his reputation, and he urges these disciples to make progress because his status in the education field has plummeted and cannot go any lower.
So after he hurriedly returned from the demon clan, he set a new rule without saying a word: all his disciples were not allowed to go out until they reached the state of transformation into a god.
For others, this was just a bolt from the blue.
Some people may not be able to reach the realm of the Spiritual Transformation Stage for hundreds of years. The key depends on the opportunity and chance. Yun Hen wants to lock them up forever! ?
Besides, they are still young, so it is not their problem that they cannot become gods.
Yun Hen likes to scold them all day long, so... life is unbearable. He can only hide behind Ye Qiao to barely maintain a semblance of life.
Song Hansheng spoke at the right time, "Master. We want to discuss Taoism with Ye Qiao."
Su Zhuo continued: "So, you should go back first?"
Yun Hen remained calm and tightly gripped the magic weapon in his hand. He glanced at the disciples who had different expressions but all of them were full of rejection of his coming. He suppressed the urge to hit them on the head. He coldly restrained the pressure that was unconsciously pouring out of his body and left in a huff!
This group of traitors made him very angry.
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