I Was Forced to Control The World

"Zhao Changkong, why are you hitting my disciple! My disciple of Xue Wenbin, it is not your turn to discipline!"

"Go! What kind of thing are you? I heard Feng Wuqian say that your disciple was the first to pick the matter, but if you don't ask, you will impose all the guilt on my disciple!"

Early in the morning, there were fierce quarrels in the hall, and from time to time there were sounds of smashing tables, chairs and benches.

Outside the door, a group of disciples were frightened and looked at each other.

The fact that Feng Wuwei fought against his new disciple Mu Wanqing yesterday has now spread.

In the Dan Pavilion, no one knows about this now.

"I heard that after Mu Wanqing was accepted as a disciple by Elder Xue, he was directly promoted to a high-level disciple, which led to dissatisfaction with some qualified disciples."

"Then that disciple approached Elder Zhao's senior disciple—Feng Wuqian, and asked for a test."

"Feng Wuqi also can't understand Mu Wanqing. Both sides immediately yelled at him. The more they cursed, the more angry they became. In the end, they were not angry, so they started."

A disciple explained the ins and outs of this matter.

As soon as this statement came out, everyone present understood it.

The matter was clearly because the disciples under the seat of Elder Xue were dissatisfied with each other.

As a result, one of the early birds couldn't stand it, and found the disciple under the head seat of Elder Xue to come forward.

In this way, it can be said to be kicked on the gunpowder keg.

boom! boom! boom!

In the hall, the smashing sound intensified.

The powerful Yuwei shook the entire hall slightly.

Obviously, the two elders became more and more angry, and then became angry and directly chose to do it.

boom!

With a deafening explosion, a figure spit out blood and flew out of the hall.

"Go and see!"

Everyone hurried forward to check.

Looking down, I saw that this person was not someone else, it was the second elder—Zhao Changkong!

"My God, Elder Xue actually wounded Elder Zhao?"

"The two of them looked at each other unpleasantly on weekdays, and they finally did it by themselves today!"

Countless disciples gasped, shocked.

"Puff puff!"

In the hall, several violent vomiting sounds were also heard.

A disciple went in and saw that Xue Wenbin fell heavily to the ground, his robe was ripped to pieces, and his body was covered with blood.

The two men were equally powerful, and both beat each other badly.

"Whatever you look at, it's all gone for me!" Xue Wenbin saw these disciples coming in, and suddenly became angry.

"Yes, yes, we will go out at once."

The disciples quickly withdrew.

"Xue Wenbin, wait for me!" Outside the door, Zhao Changkong wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and shouted angrily.

Yesterday, Xue Wenbin did something about the medicinal materials that the newcomer tried. He had not had time to report to Dan Sheng because he had to deal with the matter of perfection.

But early this morning, he was about to find Pill Saint, but Xue Wenbin suddenly came to him and asked him to give Mu Wanqing an explanation.

Zhao Changkong was angry when he heard it.

His disciples under Xue Wenbin's seat are dissatisfied with each other. What does it matter to him?

Moreover, he had already taken some people to beat Feng Wuqi last night, and he came to find himself today, obviously just looking for faults.

So the two sides began to quarrel, and finally fought.

In the process of smashing, Zhao Changkong felt that he had Xue Wenbin's handle in his hand, so he beat him to death, expecting that Xue Wenbin would be jealous of himself.

Unexpectedly, Xue Wenbin didn't know what was going on, suddenly became full of confidence and fought back fiercely.

"Do you think I'm afraid!" Xue Wenbin was also furious.

He is not afraid of Pill Saint to punish himself.

The reason is simple. After the newcomer's trial yesterday, he was so scared that he rushed back to the family overnight and fetched a token from the patriarch.

This token is a sheepskin scroll, which is worn out and yellowed because it is too old.

However, the above handwriting did not fade in the slightest, on the contrary, it exuded a heavy ancient clumsy meaning.

This handwriting was written by Dan Sheng himself!

In the past, Dan Sheng was just a traveler, and his name was unknown.

It was the ancestors of the Xue family who, regardless of the cost, used all the resources in the clan for him to study alchemy, and finally achieved the name of alchemy!

After Dan Sheng became famous, in order to be grateful to the Xue family, he wrote this sheepskin scroll and gave it to the Xue family for safekeeping.

It is written on the sheepskin scroll from generations to generations of the Xue family, as long as they are not children with extremely poor talents, they can enter the pill pavilion.

People with outstanding talents can even serve as elders!

This move is repaying the Xue family.

Now, Xue Wenbin took this sheepskin scroll just to let Dan Sheng miss his old feelings and let him go!

"Humph!" Zhao Changkong snorted heavily, and he lifted his foot to look for Pill Saint.

"Master, wait a minute."

However, at this moment, a disciple suddenly walked out of the crowd and saluted: "Master, Mr. Xu will let you go there."

Ah?

Zhao Changkong was shocked.

Xu Lao was an outside expert he met when Dan Sheng was not yet famous.

He is not a person of alchemy, but a sword repairman, who claims to be a wine sword immortal.

And between Pill Saint and him, there is also quite a connection.

On that day, Pill Saint was walking on the bank of the Ru River, and happened to encounter two powerful sword repairmen fought.

The two swordsmen were so powerful that they cut out with one sword, the mountains and rivers shattered, and the earth shattered like a mirror, and the horror was extreme.

But in the end, Xu Lao got better and finally beheaded another Jian Xiu.

But he also hurt himself eight hundred and was seriously injured.

Pill Saint couldn't bear it, so he refined the pill and saved his life.

And he was also grateful to Pill Saint, and the two became friends of the year.

After the Dan Pavilion was established, Dan Sheng asked him to be the gatekeeper of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, responsible for protecting those rare scriptures in the world, in case they were stolen by some Xiao Xiao.

In order to repay the life-saving grace of Dan Sheng, Xu Lao guarded the Tibetan scripture pavilion during the past few years, usually in-depth briefings, hidden deeply.

"What did Xu Lao tell me to do in the past?" Zhao Changkong was puzzled.

However, despite his doubts, he did not dare to defy, immediately put aside all the things at hand, and rushed to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.

There is a long distance between the Elder Hall and the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, so it took a full half an hour for Zhao Changkong to arrive here.

When I was far away, I could smell the scent of alcohol on Xu's body.

But he didn't dare to say anything, instead he stepped up respectfully and asked: "Old Xu, you call me?"

Hearing this, Mr. Xu suddenly got up from his chair and said: "Chang Kong, I have to congratulate you!"

Congratulations to me?

Zhao Changkong was puzzled.

What is the situation, what can you congratulate?

He asked with a puzzled face: "Old Xu, if you have something to say, please speak directly, but don't say half of it, the younger generation is very worried."

Hearing this, Old Xu smiled and said, "You have a good apprentice!"

Ah?

Zhao Changkong's body was shaken, when did I accept my apprentice?

Yesterday, Lu Li refused to worship him as a teacher. He felt that his face was blank. Apart from accepting a registered disciple, he did not accept any disciples at all.

In his eyes, the named disciple is not a disciple at all, just a false name.