Shinto Dantei

After exchanging ideas, the three of them left.

Qin Lin hurriedly reported the matter to Xiao Xuan to formulate the next development plan for the sect.

Wei Zelong hurried back to the courtyard to retreat, thinking hard and thinking deeply, trying to come up with a domineering nickname, preferably one that would frighten the enemy as soon as he spoke it.

After thinking about it for a long time, my scalp was almost broken, and I still had no clue.

He began to regret that he had not studied hard at the time. At that time, his father would hang him up and smoke him every day because of studying, but he still did not want to study and had no interest in reading.

Behold, retribution is coming.

As a last resort, Wei Zelong had no choice but to issue an order. Among the new disciples, all those who had read the books of sages and had achieved fame would come here. He was going to let everyone get together to think about poems and nicknames.

Wei Zelong still has some prestige in Tiandao Sect.

Sure enough, after the order was promulgated, within half an hour, hundreds of people gathered here.

"Senior brother summoned us here, is there something important?"

One of the disciples cupped his hand, neither humble nor arrogant.

Not just him, but everyone else too.

"As expected, they are all scholars, arrogant and aloof."

Wei Zelong took these in his eyes and nodded with satisfaction.

You have to have some character, otherwise, how can you write a masterpiece that will be handed down from generation to generation?

"Senior brother wants a powerful and domineering nickname, preferably one that will shock the whole audience as soon as he speaks it. So many of you have achieved fame, so let's get together and help senior brother think about it."

Wei Zelong grinned unceremoniously.

"What?"

"You called us here just to let us think of nicknames?"

"Senior brother, I was a Jinshi of Dafeng Kingdom three years ago."

"I am the top candidate in the palace examination. It's too frivolous to summon us here just to let us think of nicknames."

"It's so sloppy, senior brother, please forgive me for not being able to do it."

"We scholars, the most important thing is character. You can just find anyone to do such a thing, but why call all of us here? What's not humiliating?"

"Senior brother, you can humiliate me, but you cannot humiliate my reputation."

After hearing Wei Zelong's request, these scholars all felt that they were offended.

We are proficient in poetry, prose, and poetry, and the articles we produce are circulated among the people. It is no exaggeration to call us contemporary Confucian scholars.

Just to let us give you a nickname, gather all of us here?

What does it mean to go to such great lengths to fight and overuse talents?

What do you think of us scholars?

How can you kill a chicken with a sledgehammer?

Do you think of us as tool people?

"As expected!"

Wei Zelong gave a thumbs up and then chuckled, "Because of this, senior brother appreciates you even more. Let's do this. Whoever can finally come up with a nickname that senior brother likes, or come up with a poem, senior brother will give you an imperial first-grade elixir." As a reward, of course the poems and nicknames will belong to me, senior brother, which is like making a deal!"

After saying that, Wei Zelong shook his head, "Although we shouldn't let the smell of copper taint the sages' books, this is really a helpless move for senior brothers. I hope all junior brothers will pay attention!"

"Hiss, a first-grade imperial elixir?"

"Senior brother, what are you talking about? We read the books of sages so much, isn't it just to be able to put them to use one day?"

"Yes, it is our honor to be able to think of a nickname for our senior brother."

"We will definitely try our best to satisfy you, senior brother."

After hearing Wei Zelong take out the elixir, these serious-looking scholars immediately changed their attitudes.

There is no such thing as stubbornness, stubbornness, or pedantry.

They all showed excited and flattering smiles and kept pushing towards Wei Zelong.

Sure enough, human nature is really fragrant.

Ye Chen is practicing in the cauldron.

He let out a long roar, and the spiritual energy all over his body instantly flowed backwards, turning into a rich black aura. Wisps and threads circulated between the heaven and the earth. There was an unspeakable evil aura in it, which would make people feel extremely exaggerated terror.

As for him, his whole body was black, and his pupils were as cold as ice.

This is the method of dismantling demons!

It is the most widely circulated technique in Zhongzhou, but the least practiced.

Everyone knows that the demon has disintegrated Dafa.

Once it is used, the spiritual energy all over the body will flow backwards and invade into the limbs and bones. At the same time, it will stimulate its own potential and force out extremely powerful power. It can increase the combat power by a large amount in an instant, so as to fight against others.

However, there is a special characteristic of the method of disintegrating demons. After it is used, it is almost certain to die!

Why is the word ‘almost’ added in front of it?

Ninety-nine percent of cultivators will die of exhaustion and backlash after performing the method of disintegrating demons.

But there are exceptions.

Historical records record that there were once some extremely strong body refiners who, after being forced into a desperate situation, had no choice but to use the method of disintegrating demons. Perhaps it was because their bodies were different from ordinary people, or they swallowed pills in time. Medicine, in short, they escaped the fate of death, but they were not much better.

The meridians all over the body were broken, and the pain was abnormal, as if the tendons of the hands and hamstrings had been severed by someone, and he would be disabled for the rest of his life.

Therefore, the method of disintegrating demons is a method that everyone knows, but no one dares to practice.

The level of this technique is not high, and the strength is considered domineering, but it requires you to fight with your life!

Almost no one practices this.

"It's done."

Ye Chen exhaled, his eyes flashing.

"As long as you use this technique, you will definitely die. Why are you practicing it?"

In the distance, the Ghost Hand Medicine King looked angry and rushed forward to point.

"That might be true for other people, but it's different for me."

Ye Chen smiled confidently, "I have an imperial body and imperial veins, and my recovery ability is terrifying. This alone is better than all the geniuses of body training in the past and present. Others will die after one use, but I am different. I may be exhausted, and I will only suffer some injuries if I fight to death." But the method of dismantling the demon can be my desperate support!"

"Are you so confident?"

The Ghost Hand Medicine Emperor was still annoyed. Ye Chen was the most promising person in his eyes to prove the existence of the Great Emperor through medicine refining.

If you die from the demon's disintegration method, it would be so... frustrating!

"I've deduced it many times, and there's nothing wrong with it."

Ye Chen grinned, "Don't worry, I won't make fun of my own life."

In the distance, the mysterious woman also said coldly, "Let's die. He himself is not afraid. What do you have to worry about for him?"

The Ghost Hand Medicine Emperor was choked up. It had to be said that his expectations for Ye Chen even exceeded his own freedom.

Being able to see Ye Chen grow up with his own eyes, even if he is imprisoned in this cauldron of heaven and earth forever, he is still willing to do so.

Ye Chen didn't pay attention to the cold words of the mysterious woman. After stretching for a while, all his strength suddenly burst out and he punched out.

The black aura swept across the world instantly.

The demon disintegrates Dafa!