Although the disciples were a little speechless, they still nodded obediently.
Although it's a bit cowardly, it still makes sense. Is winning or losing important? It's important!
But no matter how important it is, is life as important?
Seeing that several disciples had listened, Meng Changjin nodded with satisfaction: "Alright, it's okay. Anyway, remember what I said today. Nothing is more important than your life."
"A few times."
Several disciples nodded obediently.
"Well, go and practice." Meng Changjin nodded, signaling to the disciples that they could go back and practice.
They now all have their own rooms on their flying boat. It will take quite a while to get from the Wanhuang Sect to the Binary Secret Realm, so this time cannot be wasted.
Several disciples stood up and saluted, preparing to go back to practice.
Meng Changjin called Wu Shaoqi and Yao Bingyu: "You two stay for a while."
The others looked at the two of them, then looked at Meng Changjin, and finally left without saying a word.
"I am not worried about other people, but you, you are making me worried. So, Bingyu will help me keep an eye on him and make sure he doesn't get into trouble." Meng Changjin glanced at Wu Shaoqi and spoke.
"Yes, Master." No matter what Yao Bingyu was thinking, there was no expression on her face and she agreed very straightforwardly.
Wu Shaoqi was speechless and looked at Meng Changjin: "Master, do you still not trust me? I am such a well-behaved disciple, how could I do something to cause trouble on purpose?"
Wu Shaoqi really didn't intend to cause trouble on purpose. He is not very familiar with this world, so how could he have the time to cause trouble?
"You don't take the initiative to cause trouble, but as the main fighting force among the disciples of Wanhuang Sect, there are many people who take the initiative to provoke you." How could Meng Changjin not know? Wu Shaoqi said not to cause trouble, and she believed it.
But it is useless for Wu Shaoqi not to take the initiative to cause trouble, because trouble will find Wu Shaoqi on its own.
Who made Wu Shaoqi a troublesome person?
"Master, what you mean is that even if someone provokes me, I can't fight back?" Wu Shaoqi opened his eyes wide. He wouldn't do that. Why can his fellow apprentices fight back but he can't? "That's better." Meng Changjin nodded.
If others fight back, then basically nothing will happen. But if Wu Shaoqi fights back, he will definitely beat the younger ones and the older ones.
"What if others scold me? I don't care if they scold me, because scolding won't hurt me anyway. But what if others scold the Wanhuang Sect, or you, my master? Wouldn't that make the Wanhuang Sect and you, my master, lose face?" Wu Shaoqi asked.
Look, look how wise he is. He doesn't care at all whether he is scolded or not. He is wholeheartedly doing this for Wanhuang Sect and his master!
Meng Changjin glanced at him and almost immediately saw through Wu Shaoqi's thoughts.
Yao Bingyu was standing nearby, and when she heard Wu Shaoqi asking these questions, she looked at Meng Changjin curiously.
Although what Wu Shaoqi said sounded a bit far-fetched, it was also the truth.
If you scold them, the worst that can happen is that they just endure it, it's no big deal.
But you can't insult the Wanhuang Sect or the master. The sect cannot be insulted, and the master cannot be insulted!
"Stupid!" Meng Changjin raised a fiery red stick as thick as a thumb and tapped Wu Shaoqi's head lightly, feeling very disappointed with him!
“It hurts, it hurts!!!”
Wu Shaoqi let out a howl and quickly raised his hands to cover his head. Master, what’s the big deal? We can just discuss if we have a disagreement. Is it necessary to be so cruel?
Meng Changjin was speechless. Let her pretend.
After a pause, Meng Changjin suddenly looked at the fiery red stick in his hand, and he had some understanding.
Maybe she was not pretending, she even forgot that the stick in her hand was actually a big treasure.
She really knocked it lightly, and it seemed that Wu Shaoqi was not pretending. This thing might be more powerful than she imagined.
Baby, big baby!
If he hadn't taken into consideration the presence of Wu Shaoqi and Yao Bingyu, Meng Changjin would probably have hugged the stick and kissed it hard.
"I understand what you mean. It's just that the sect and the master cannot be insulted." Meng Changjin seemed to have forgotten about knocking on Wu Shaoqi's door, and he changed the subject directly.
Yao Bingyu and Wu Shaoqi both looked over. Since the master knew, why would he let them not fight back?
"That's all bullshit! The ability to be truly undignified is earned through fighting, not through arguments." Meng Changjin glanced at the two disciples and said dimly.
"Then shouldn't we beat them up even more?" Wu Shaoqi asked puzzledly.
"Beat him! Of course I will beat him, but I will do it during the official competition, under the attention of everyone!" said Meng Changjin.
Wu Shaoqi and Yao Bingyu were stunned for a moment, and felt that they understood.
“As for those who curse the Wanhuang Sect and my master, you should remember them and find out which sect they belong to. When the official competition comes, I will challenge their sect leader and beat them to death!” Meng Changjin said this in a domineering manner.
Wu Shaoqi curled her lips, thinking that her master was a little arrogant. She was only at the seventh level. "Master, don't let yourself get beaten up. That would be really embarrassing."
As soon as Wu Shaoqi said this, before Meng Changjin could do anything, Yao Bingyu had already glared at Wu Shaoqi fiercely.
Although she was also worried, after all, her master was only at the seventh level, she heard from the elders that there were many leaders of other sects who were at the seventh level, and there were also more than a dozen at the eighth and ninth levels.
This is still the most conservative estimate. If the person who provokes this is a sect leader of the eighth or ninth level, can the master deal with it?
"Mind your own business, kid." Meng Changjin was too lazy to say anything more to Wu Shaoqi. This kid had no idea how powerful his master was!
It’s hard to say what will happen to the ninth-rank ones at that time, but the eighth-rank ones will beat up a few of them to let this kid see.
"Okay, okay, I get it. We definitely won't fight before the official competition." Wu Shaoqi thought about it and agreed.
In fact, his idea was very simple. If Meng Changjin really couldn't beat him, then it would not be appropriate for them to have a conflict in advance. As for those who could beat him, they would have to endure it for a while and someone would vent their anger for them. It was only a matter of time.
"In fact, this kind of thing may not necessarily happen, but if it's you, the possibility is very high." Meng Changjin said quietly.
Why do they fight for ranking? It's because this thing affects the place to enter the Binary Secret Realm. There are not many good things in the Binary Secret Realm, just to name one, the spiritual vein.
The development of a sect cannot be separated from spiritual veins.
A spiritual vein can provide a sect like Wanhuang Sect with thousands of people for cultivation for about ten years.
One quota almost represents a spiritual vein. The more spiritual veins there are, the more resources there are, and the more powerful people can be cultivated.
This has created a phenomenon where the strong become stronger and the weak become weaker.
Therefore, the ranking of sects is of great importance.
No one wants to suffer losses before the game, but there are pros and cons. If some opponents can be eliminated in advance, some people are willing to do it.
After Meng Changjin said this, the most helpless person was Wu Shaoqi.
He clearly didn't do anything wrong, so why can't we trust him a little more?
After thinking about it, Wu Shaoqi sighed in his heart. It must be that his original body was too muddleheaded. After more than ten years, he gave people an impression of being unreliable.
But he is still very reliable. Alas, Wu Shaoqi sighed again and looked at Meng Changjin with resentment.
Meng Changjin didn't bother to pay attention to him and turned directly to Yao Bingyu: "The top ten sects should not bother to provoke you before the game, but the others can't be said for sure."
After saying that, Meng Changjin looked at Wu Shaoqi again, this time very seriously: "The relationships between these sects are very complicated. Wanhuang Sect has good popularity, but don't count on it. When necessary, you can figure out how to divert the trouble. It's up to you."
"I understand." This time Wu Shaoqi's response was particularly quick and straightforward.
"Disciple will keep an eye on Senior Brother and not let him take action before the game." Yao Bingyu also spoke seriously.
Meng Changjin nodded: "Well, go practice."
As he said that, he threw another porcelain bottle to Wu Shaoqi: "Take it, and break through when it's time. Breaking through the level won't increase much without consolidation, but it can be used as a means of replenishing mana."
Wu Shaoqi took it and nodded. Soon, he opened his eyes wide and looked at Meng Changjin fiercely.
He didn't pay attention just now, but now that he has come to his senses, he noticed some of the words used in Meng Changjin's words just now.
For example, replenishing magic.
People who play games are probably familiar with this thing. As a semi-otaku, Wu Shaoqi is very familiar with it.
But this is not the key point. The key point is, did Meng Changjin create this word herself, or did she originally...
Wu Shaoqi's mind worked quickly and he soon determined that it should be the latter.
If it was a term created by Meng Changjin, he would definitely use "补灵" instead of "补魔".
Wu Shaoqi suddenly thought of those words full of contemporary significance that he often said without paying attention. Could it be that his master had already discovered them?
No, the master discovered his problem, but he also discovered the master's problem.
Seeing Wu Shaoqi staring at her with wide eyes, Meng Changjin frowned slightly, but soon understood.
Slip of the tongue, slip of the tongue.
But it's too late to make amends now. If she says it deliberately, it will make her look guilty.
So Meng Changjin simply said nothing, looked at Wu Shaoqi with an expression that seemed to be a smile.
When Wu Shaoqi saw this expression, he immediately understood.
"Is there something wrong with looking at your master like this?" Meng Changjin's half-smile only lasted for a few seconds, and then he quickly retreated and asked out loud in confusion.
"No, Master is so powerful and majestic that I can hardly match him. I will go back and practice hard and will never lose face for Master." After Wu Shaoqi finished speaking, he quickly slipped away.
Yao Bingyu bowed to Meng Changjin and walked out.
After the two men left, Meng Changjin picked up the thumb-thick stick in his hand, weighed it slightly in his hand, and then gently tapped the corner of the table.
The corner of the table was knocked into pieces immediately.
Meng Changjin searched for a long time and found an iron object. He hit it with the same force as he had used to hit Wu Shaoqi's head before, and a big dent was immediately made.
"Tsk tsk." Meng Changjin clicked his tongue twice, not sure whether he was lamenting that the stick was too powerful or that Wu Shaoqi's head was too hard.
…
The flying boat flew for five days, and Meng Changjin and other people from the Wanhuang Sect finally arrived at their destination.
Standing on the edge of the flying boat and looking down, one can see young men and women dressed in various sect costumes walking together, creating a very lively atmosphere.
Below, people from various sects who saw the flying boat were guessing which sect the visitors were from this time.
It was still a bit far away, and the pattern of the sect's logo on the flying boat was not clear enough.
When the flying boat began to descend and landed at a certain distance, the people below could clearly see the pattern on the flying boat.
It was a lifelike phoenix pattern, outlined in golden paint, and looked extremely noble.
However, people who saw this pattern did not take it seriously.
"The flying boat of the Wanhuang Sect, it turns out that the Wanhuang Sect has arrived."
These people immediately recognized the sect to which this pattern belonged.
In their opinion, the Wanhuang Sect was not a sect that required special attention.
Of course, this also applies to some sects ranked before the top fifty. Some sects ranked lower still cannot afford to offend the Wanhuang Sect.
However, they don't care too much about it. Anyway, they can't possibly compete with the Wanhuang Sect. Their goal is to maintain their ranking among the 100 Sects.
"Alas, no one welcomes us. It's really sad." Meng Changjin was now at the edge of the flying boat. Seeing that the people below ignored them after they saw the pattern on the flying boat clearly, he sighed.
Elders Cen Rong and Huai Shui stood on both sides of Meng Changjin. When they heard Meng Changjin sigh, the corners of their mouths twitched.
Isn't this a very normal situation?
"I must be in the top 20 this time, otherwise I will still be so embarrassed next time." Meng Changjin cursed.
The two elders, Cen Rong and Huai Shui, could no longer twitch their lips. They only dared to think about maintaining the third place and fighting for the second place. The leader, on the other hand, wanted to enter the top 20 directly.
If it was so easy to get into the top 20, what would they worry about? However, looking down and thinking about what the headmaster said, the two elders looked at each other from a distance, and it seemed that it was really not a good thing.
We have to fight for it anyway, so what if it’s a big fight?
If they really made it into the top 20, they would have three spots to enter the Binary Secret Realm, and that meant three spiritual veins! With three spiritual veins, how many disciples could they train?
The more they thought about it, the more excited the two elders became, as if they had already seen the glorious scene of the Wanhuang Sect.
However, when the flying boat descended to the ground, the slight shaking made the two elders wake up.
The two elders looked at each other again, then looked away.
It's a bit embarrassing that I can't see these things clearly at my age.
Fortunately, they were standing at the front and no disciples saw their misbehavior, so at least they did not embarrass themselves in front of the disciples.
As soon as the flying boat came to a stop, several people came over.
"Master Wan, it's been a long time since we last met. You look more beautiful than ever." The leader spoke slowly with a hint of surprise in his eyes.
Meng Changjin glanced at the other person and quickly found the person's information from his memory.
Yun Che, the leader of the cultivators' alliance, is also the person who presides over the Hundred Sects Competition.
Still a pervert! Four thousand words, too lazy to divide into chapters.
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