I Was Forced to Control The World

These people are the children of some large families nearby, and they usually feel like they are superior.

But now that he entered the Dan Pavilion, he became no one to care about, and he suddenly felt uncomfortable and felt extremely uncomfortable.

"Elder!" One of the young disciples wearing precious brocade clothes was overjoyed when he saw Zhao Changkong's return.

His name is Qian Wuhen, and he is the son of the Qian family.

The family sent him here because they wanted him to practice the alchemy and return to the family to inherit the position of Patriarch in the future.

He just saw that he was eliminated, he was not reconciled!

He is never reconciled, and he is everyone!

"Elder, please accept me as a disciple! Please!"

Qian Wuhen immediately knelt down and kowtow.

Kowtowing and crying.

In the family, he is an existence under one person and above ten thousand people.

As the son of the clan, his position in the clan is detached, which can be said to call the wind and the rain.

But now, in the face of being about to lose the election, he will never allow himself to be a member of the public.

Zhao Changkong had already lost face and continued accepting disciples, but when he saw him crying like this, he suddenly couldn't bear it, and said, "Get up first. If you have something to say, please."

"No! If you don't accept a disciple as a disciple, then the disciple will kneel down here!"

As he spoke, Qian Wuhen's heart shook his head, knocking his head to the ground, and suddenly blood came out on his forehead.

He was cruel, and if he didn't seize this opportunity, he would lose the election!

The other five new disciples looked at each other and looked at each other.

Although they all wanted to be accepted as apprentices by Zhao Changkong, they didn't dare to act like others and grab the opportunity of Wuhen for money.

The reason is simple. Qian Wuhen is the eldest master of the Qian family.

The Qian family has strong financial resources, and no one in the nearby family dared to provoke the Qian family.

They are not stupid, and no one wants to offend Qian Wuhen.

If they compete with Qian Wuhen, I am afraid that not only will they have a difficult time in the future, the family behind them will also be suppressed by the Qian family.

"Oh, there is really no way, then you just sit under my seat and be a registered disciple." Zhao Changkong faced this situation, and there was no way.

This has happened before, and I don't want to accept it.

But the disciple was determined and kept kneeling there, eventually kneeling his legs and feet badly and becoming a disabled person.

"Thank you Master, thank you Master!" Qian Wuhen was overjoyed and hurriedly thanked him.

Although he was only a registered disciple, he was also a disciple under the seat of elders, and he was a head higher than the other disciples.

"No thanks, if you walk along this road to the end, you will arrive at a house, which is the residence of the junior disciple. You can practice alchemy there!" Zhao Changkong said.

"Yes! This disciple is going!" Qian Wuhen hurriedly followed the direction of Zhao Changkong's finger, and walked forward along the road by the moonlight.

"Elder...Elder, what about us?" As soon as Qian Wuhen left, the other five disciples couldn't sit still.

"You go to Xu Mingmiao, let him take you to practice first." Zhao Changkong randomly assigned an individual.

"Thank you elder." A look of disappointment flashed across everyone's faces, but they didn't dare to say anything, and hurried to find Xu Mingmiao.

the other side.

Qian Wuhen walked along this road, and when he was halfway there, he suddenly smelled a strong alcohol.

"Hey, why is it so drunk here."

He glanced sideways, and suddenly saw an elderly man lying on his back on a chair.

And behind the old man, there is an antique pavilion.

This old man is the gatekeeper.

Just as Qian Wuhen looked at the old man, the gatekeeper also saw him.

"Who!" the gatekeeper said furiously.

As the gatekeeper here, he has the duty to look after the scriptures.

He had never seen Qian Wuhen, and saw him sneaking up here in the middle of the night, and he immediately recognized him as the Xiaoxiao who came to steal the scriptures!

Boom!

As the gatekeeper spoke, a large amount of terrifying coercion was immediately released from his body, crushing it fiercely on Qian Wuhen's head.

"Ahhhhhhh!"

Perceiving this extremely terrifying coercion, Qian Wuhen's face changed tragically on the spot, he spouted a mouthful of blood, and slumped on the ground.

"This little thief has no power to bind a chicken?"

Seeing that this person was vulnerable, the gatekeeper's eyes condensed, and some wondered if he had made a mistake, he hurriedly asked: "Who are you? Why are you here?"

Qian Wuhen panicked and hurriedly reported his identity.

"The junior is the son of the Qian family, named Qian Wuhen. He just entered the Dan Pavilion and entered the seat of Zhao Changkong and Elder Zhao."

It turns out that I made a mistake!

The gatekeeper was taken aback for a moment, then changed into a gentle tone, and said with a smile:

"Since I am Zhao Changkong's disciple, I must have a good talent, and the time is too early. Go back and rest quickly."

"Yes, yes, thank you predecessor." Qian Wuhen walked away without daring to stay longer.

When Feng Wuhen walked away, the gatekeeper put on an expression of contempt, and said disdainfully:

"What the hell, the talent is so terrible, that's it, Zhao Changkong actually accepts him as a disciple? I'm really blind."

Speaking of this, he suddenly thought of Lu Li.

"However, Zhao Changkong's collection of Lu Li is really impressive, and his talent is extremely strong."

When the sky was still bright, Huang Chengfeng brought Lu Li over.

Since Huang Chengfeng was the disciple under Zhao Changkong's seat, the gatekeeper believed that Lu Li must also be the disciple under Zhao Changkong's seat.

On the other side, in the medicine garden.

Lu Li and Huang Chengfeng came out of the medicine garden, their feet covered with wet mud.

"Thank you, big brother." Lu Li saluted Huang Chengfeng.

"Hehe, don't thank me first, just because of your half-hearted appearance, it will take ten or eight years to get through these medicinal materials!"

Huang Chengfeng's eyes were still very contemptuous.

However, Lu Chengzhong knew that this person might be of this temperament, and there is no need to have general knowledge with him.

Afterwards, Huang Chengfeng led Lu Li to visit other places and went back.

After getting acquainted with this place, Lu Li returned to the wing, took out the "borrowed" alchemy, and began to read it.

Under his reading, he quickly understood and assimilated the principles of the alchemy contained in "The Sutra of No Beginning Pills".

At this moment, Lu Li could feel that many truths in his mind were intertwined, faintly already taking shape.

After it is formed, it will be one step closer to the fourth-rank alchemist.

"Call—"

After a long time, Lu Li let out a long breath and put down the book.

At this time, Dongfang has already revealed its white belly, and a new day has arrived.

After a night of reading, he has fully understood all the truths in "The Sutra of No Beginning Pills".

However, he was also very tired because he had not slept all night, and fell asleep soundly after putting down the book for less than three breaths.

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Hall of the elders.

This is where the elders issue orders.

Only today, the atmosphere is very serious and full of gunpowder.