Villain: Be a teacher to the son of luck

Qianqing Hall.

It is one of the 36 main halls on Misty Peak, and it is also the largest hall in Yaoxian Sect.

As the place where the heads of the Yaoxian sect changed alternately in the past dynasties, its status is self-evident.

Generally speaking, only when there is a major event related to the entire sect, the head of the Yaoxian sect will call the venerables and deacons from all over the sect to discuss in the Qianqing Palace.

"I heard that Master Master personally blocked six purple-black high-level sky thunders for Nanhua High Immortal on Zhuxian Terrace!"

In the Qianqing Hall, a young monk dressed in a pure white robe of the sect was quietly telling his companions what he saw and heard at Zhuxian Terrace today.

The faces of the rest of the people were filled with a curious smile of hearing gossip from the superiors
Looking at their attire, they should all be inner sect disciples of the Yaoxian Sect, and to be able to appear in the Qianqing Palace, I'm afraid their grades are not low.

"So exciting! So exciting!"

Among the audience, another handsome monk, after listening to the story of "Master Master Xie Fuyi Rescue the Fairy" with added oil and vinegar, his eyes shone a little bit, but then he frowned slightly and continued to say——

".I remember that the Dao League of the Immortal World has always advocated 'preserving the principles of nature and destroying human desires'. If the head master blatantly behaves like this, it may cause dissatisfaction with the other three supreme immortals in the immortal alliance?"

"What are you afraid of? Our sect master is the leader of the Immortal Dao League and the most recognized Jihua Immortal Venerable in the Three Realms. Don't care about them."

"Yes, yes! Moreover, I have always felt that there is a problem with the rules of the Xianmeng. Why can't people who cultivate Taoism have emotions and desires? I see those monsters and deceitful ways. They are lawless and do whatever they want. They are addicted to sex, wine and meat all day long. Among them, the attainment of immortal arts is not inferior to ours."

"It makes sense, you should learn from the head master and those cunning people."

"Junior brother, what you said is wrong! How can you use those guys of three religions and nine streams to compare with our great head master?"

"I think"

"Da da--"

The distant knocking sound interrupted the Yao Xianzong disciples who were still wanting to talk about how to "find a beautiful fairy like the Nanhua Shangxian".

This is the crisp sound of brocade boots hitting the gray and white marble floor.

The knocking sound became more and more clear, and finally stopped.

On the smooth marble floor of the Qianqing Hall, even the gradually stiffened faces of those disciples were faintly reflected.

The young monk who started the conversation slowly raised his head, looking at the source of the knocking sound that had come to him——

The other party was tall, with a straight back, and was wearing a dark black robe, like a sharp sword that was about to pierce the sky.

The black and reddish ancient crown tied her long hair meticulously, and on her perfect cheeks, dotted with a pair of dark and narrow eyes.

Standing here indifferently like this, it seems that he can make the temperature nearby drop several levels out of thin air.

In front of his dark black robe, pinned a golden badge that resembles two interlaced long swords, which is the exclusive badge of the venerable of the Yaoxianzong Discipline Academy.

"leaf, leaf"

The young monk's face turned pale on the spot, and the basic low-level practice book that he was holding in his arms subconsciously fell to the ground.

"According to the law, everyone who talks about the elders of the sect behind their backs will be deducted one month's offering."

Ye Hanchen said indifferently, looking down at the low-level dharma books scattered on the ground, and continued without any fluctuation——

"Throwing rubbish in the Qianqing Hall will be fined for another month."

"Punish both. You, downgrade to one level. Before dark, go to the Discipline Academy to receive the punishment."

The young monk who was directly named by Ye Hanchen squatted down and picked up his low-level Dharma book, raised his head with a bitter smile, and flattered him——

"Brother Ye. No, it's His Excellency. I, I pick it up now, can you not detain me as an offering? No, no, no, as long as I don't lower my rank."

In Yao Xianzong, rank symbolizes status, representing a monk's comprehensive strength evaluation and the sect resources he can obtain.

Moreover, high-level elders and disciples all have monthly offerings from the sect.

The assessment of grades is multi-faceted, and generally rises and falls every six months.

Of course, there will also be additional rewards or punishments to determine the rank and fall. This kind of power, apart from the head, is only available to the Discipline Academy.

And Ye Hanchen, the chief disciple of Yao Xianzong, is the venerable of the Discipline Academy.There are only three first-rank level existences in Yaoxianzong.

After Ye Hanchen finished speaking, the law enforcement disciples of the Discipline Academy who followed behind him went straight forward and took out the Dharma plate that symbolized the grade of the young monk.

Then he took out the long sword badge of the Discipline Academy disciple, and swept across the Dharma plate.

The young monk, who was originally a sixth-rank inner disciple, suddenly became a sixth-rank outer disciple.

Ye Hanchen, on the other hand, ignored the pale face of the young monk at all, and continued to walk towards the depths of the Qianqing Palace.

When the young monk came back to his senses, Ye Hanchen had already left.

The law enforcement disciple patted the young monk's shoulder sympathetically, and comforted——

"It's unlucky for you to meet the most ruthless and strict elder brother. Practice hard these few months, and you will be promoted back soon."

"This senior brother, me, me."

The young monk burst into tears, holding the hand of the law enforcement disciple, unable to utter a complete sentence for a long time.

Law enforcement disciples are about to continue to forgive.

A clear but stuttering voice came from the main entrance——

"It's hard to come by, Yao Xianzong, it turns out that there are people who stutter like me."

"Brother Han?!"

Everyone was attracted by the distinctive voice, and everyone looked for the prestige.

At the main entrance of the Qianqing Hall, a young man wearing exquisite leather armor, tall and long hair, and a gorgeous spear behind him walked slowly.

That was Xie Fuyi's sixth disciple, Han Ruqing, the legitimate son of the Hedong Han family.

"This, this junior, what's going on."

Although there is a very long distance, Han Ruqing seems to have arrived in front of him in a few steps.

Slightly squatting down, Han Ruqing asked caringly to the crying young monk.

As if seeing a savior, the young monk held Han Ruqing's thigh and continued to cry——

"Brother Han, Brother Han, help me!"

One is because of a natural stammer, and the other is because of being too emotional.

Han Ruqing stared blankly at the little junior brother hugging her thigh, and felt——

Are my new pants going to get wet from crying today?Hey, hey, brother, don't wipe your nose with my clothes!

"It's really unreasonable!"

Han Ruqing straightened up, filled with righteous indignation——

"...Why do I think... that it is possible to directly downgrade your junior brother because of this unreasonable reason."

"Ah? That's fine."

Everyone looked puzzled.

Han Ruqing seemed to be struggling with his mouth: "Are you lowering your rank?"

Everyone had black lines on their faces.
But thinking of Senior Brother Han stuttering, he can still understand.

"Senior brother."