I just want to torture you to death, don't force me to beat you to death

"Feng Xing, it shouldn't be that bad, he should know the consequences of doing so."

Outside the viewing pavilion, Yue Wenqi and the other four stopped walking, with uncertainty on their faces.

For the sect, the chief disciple is certainly important, but the disciple who can get the opportunity of becoming a saint is more important.

The former is a genius, and if there is one less genius, there will be a later one to fill the gap, which will not have much impact on the sect as a whole.

And a disciple who gets the opportunity of becoming a saint can bring a magical skill to the sect.

A powerful magical skill is the foundation of the sect.

In the history of the Holy Palace, there was a disciple in the early stage of transformation. His cultivation aptitude was not particularly outstanding, but because he got the opportunity on the listening platform, he got a magical power inheritance from the saint, and enjoyed the treatment of an elder with the status of transformation. With the resources provided by the sect, he broke through to the cave.

The disciples of the Holy Palace can choose to hand over the opportunities they get on the Holy Platform to the sect, or they can choose not to hand them over to the sect, but they must record the magical power and save it in a jade slip. If they wait until they die, the sect can use this jade slip.

In the past, the disciples of the saints who received the inheritance would choose to pass it on to the sect, and the sect would not treat them unfairly. They would give corresponding resources according to the grade of the magical power. Anyway, the sect can also obtain the inheritance after death.

It is precisely because of the power and importance of the saints' inheritance skills, and because the disciples who fought on the Holy Platform had grievances, the sect would set extremely strict rules for handling, which is to prevent another disciple from attacking the disciple who is receiving the inheritance out of hatred.

Yue Wenqi and the other four felt that Feng Xing would not be so confused.

In their cognition, Feng Xing is an extremely rational person.

What Yue Wenqi and the other four did not know was that they thought Feng Xing was rational because the things they had encountered in the past were not a big deal for Feng Xing, just like some corporate executives in their previous lives, who always looked amiable and maintained their demeanor, and could not let them lose their sense of proportion in anything.

But if it is related to their promotion and their own jobs, they are no different from ordinary people, and they will also worry about gains and losses and curse.

...

At this moment, Feng Xing has been blinded by hatred. After this battle, he will become the object of ridicule of other disciples in the sect, which is unacceptable to his pride.

"Disciple, don't mess around!"

Feng Xing glanced outside the holy platform and saw the figure of his master. From the shape of his master's mouth, he knew what his master said.

Ha!

Feng Xing raised a mocking smile at the corner of his mouth. This is his master, who used to say that he loved and valued him the most.

But now, because Ji Yang got the inheritance of the saint, the first thing the master showed up was not to care about him, but to let him not do anything to Ji Yang.

Master, he cares more about himself and the sect.

How can he really care about his disciple.

At this moment, Feng Xing has completely fallen into the devil, and his eyes began to fall on Ji Yang.

Outside the Holy Platform, Fang Zhengquan's old face was filled with disbelief. Feng Xing actually didn't listen to his master!

"Look at the good disciple you taught. If Ji Yang has an accident, you can't escape the responsibility."

Chang Junhou sprayed Fang Zhengquan without hesitation. Hong Rongduan exuded endless murderous intent, which made Fang Zhengquan and Chang Junhou on the side stunned.

"Senior brother!"

Chang Junhou looked at his senior brother with some concern. Hong Rongduan did not respond, but raised his right hand. In his palm, a bright moon was looming.

"Wait a minute, Elder Hong."

Fang Zhengquan was a little anxious. He knew what Hong Rongduan was going to do. If he really took action, there would be no room for redemption.

"Feng Xing hasn't taken action yet after all."

"If Feng Xing takes action, are you willing to bear the same responsibility as your disciple?"

Hong Rongduan asked coldly, and Fang Zhengquan was silent for a moment. He naturally would not be willing to bear the same responsibility.

Seeing Fang Zhengquan silent, the sun and moon in Hong Rongduan's palm emerged, and all the cultivators in the entire Listening Saint Platform felt their whole bodies tremble at this moment, even their souls were trembling.

"Don't worry, Elder Hong!"

However, at this moment, a voice came slowly, and the next moment everyone saw a giant hand appear from the sky above the Listening Saint Platform and grab the Listening Saint Platform through the air.

Feng Xing, who was originally in the Listening Saint Platform, disappeared just like that, and when he appeared again, he was already held in the palm of this giant hand.

Fang Zhengquan looked at the giant hand with a serious expression, and Chang Junhou on the side showed excitement on his face, and Hong Rongduan also put away the sun and moon in his palm.

"The Lord of the Palace..."

As soon as Fang Zhengquan opened his mouth, the voice of the Lord of the Palace in the sky came out again.

"Feng Xing, intending to attack Ji Yang who obtained the inheritance from the Holy Listening Platform, should be killed according to the rules of the Holy Palace!"

The voice had no emotional fluctuations, but it made all the disciples present feel a chill in their hearts. They watched Feng Xing trapped in the palm of the giant hand being grasped by the giant hand, and his body suddenly exploded. His soul did not have time to leave his body, and it dissipated into nothingness along with his body.

"Does Elder Fang have any objection?"

Faced with the question of the Palace Master, Fang Zhengquan shook his head: "No objection."

The next moment, Fang Zhengquan's figure disappeared on the spot.

The scene was silent. No one expected that the Palace Master would be so ruthless. Feng Xing, the chief disciple, and his master Elder Fang were beside him, but the Palace Master directly killed him.

At this moment, everyone understood more clearly what it meant to the sect to get the opportunity to listen to the Holy Listening Platform.

"Haha, the sect master handled it fairly."

Chang Junhou laughed loudly, breaking the silence. He didn't care how uncomfortable Fang Zhengquan was. Even if Feng Xing didn't make a move, he would kill this kid after he came out.

That murderous intention could not be hidden from these Dongxu strongmen.

"Elder Hong, wait until Ji Yang finishes receiving the inheritance and bring him to the main hall."

The giant hand disappeared, and the terrifying pressure that was over all the disciples also disappeared. Many disciples breathed a sigh of relief.

"Brother, the mansion master may have taken that step."

Chang Junhou sent a message to Hong Rongduan. Only that realm could catch Feng Xing from the listening platform so easily.

"With the posture of the mansion master, it is normal to take that step."

Hong Rongduan ended the topic, and Chang Junhou didn't talk anymore. The two of them looked at Ji Yang on the listening platform again.

...

Listening platform.

Chu Ning was standing in a white space at this moment.

Under his feet, there was a cloud of mist.

In front of him, there was a figure, but unfortunately he couldn't see it clearly. He could see someone with his eyes, but he couldn't remember whether the person was fat or thin, tall or short.

It was extremely suspenseful.

"Watch this finger carefully."

A majestic voice sounded in Chu Ning's ears, and the next moment Chu Ning's pupils shrank rapidly.

He saw a finger.

This finger made the world pale in comparison.

This finger made people dare not resist.

This finger landed on his forehead.