The female supporting role is no longer a human being

Chapter 155
Meng Changjin and Wu Shaoqi said to each other, anyway, the point is, don’t take the initiative to cause trouble, but if others take the initiative to provoke you, if you can fight, you can directly challenge them publicly, if you can’t fight, you can pretend to be a grandson, and fight back when you have the strength.

Although the disciples were a little speechless, they still nodded obediently.

Although it's a bit embarrassing, it still makes sense. Is it important to win or lose?important!

But no matter how important it is, is life important?

Seeing that several disciples had listened to it, Meng Changjin nodded in satisfaction: "Okay, it's okay, anyway, remember what I said to the teacher today, nothing is more important than your lives."

"How many times."

Several disciples nodded obediently.

"Well, let's go to practice." Meng Changjin nodded, indicating that the disciples could go back to practice.

They all have their own rooms on the current flying boat. It will take a lot of time to get from the Ten Thousand Phoenix Sect to the vicinity of the Dual Secret Realm. This time cannot be wasted.

Several disciples stood up and saluted one after another, preparing to go back to practice.

But Meng Changjin stopped Wu Shaoqi and Yao Bingyu: "You two stay here for a while."

The others glanced at the two of them, then at Meng Changjin, and finally went out without saying a word.

"Other people don't worry about the teacher, but you, you are making the teacher worry. In this way, the teacher of the Bingyu Gang keeps an eye on him and cannot let him cause trouble." Meng Changjin glanced at Wu Shaoqi and said.

"Yes, master." No matter what Yao Bingyu was thinking, he didn't show any expression on his face, and he agreed very simply.

Wu Shaoqi was speechless, and looked at Meng Changjin: "Doesn't the master still believe in the disciple? The disciple is so well-behaved, how could he do something that deliberately caused trouble?"

Wu Shaoqi really didn't intend to cause trouble on purpose, he is not familiar with this world yet, so how can he have the time to cause trouble?

"You don't take the initiative to cause trouble, but as the main force among the disciples of Wanhuang Sect, some people take the initiative to provoke you." Could Meng Changjin not know?When Wu Shaoqi said not to cause trouble, she believed it.

But it's useless if Wu Shaoqi doesn't take the initiative to cause trouble. The trouble will come to Wu Shaoqi.

Who made Wu Shaoqi force his physique just because of one thing.

"Master, what you mean is that I can't fight back when others provoke me?" Wu Shaoqi's eyes widened.
"It's best this way." Meng Changjin nodded.

If others fight back, it's basically nothing. If Wu Shaoqi fights back, he will definitely beat the younger ones to the old ones.

"Then what if others scold me? It doesn't matter if they scold me, anyway, they won't lose a piece of meat, but if others scold Wanhuangzong, what about you, master? Then Wanhuangzong and master are not very shameless." ?” Wu Shaoqi asked.

Look, look how well he understands justice and doesn't care at all whether he is scolded or not. He only cares about Wanhuang Sect and his master!

Meng Changjin cast a glance at him, and saw through Wu Shaoqi's innocence almost immediately.

Yao Bingyu stood nearby and looked at Meng Changjin curiously when he heard Wu Shaoqi asking these questions.

Although what Wu Shaoqi said was a bit argumentative, it was also true.

If you scold them, they just have to bear it for a while, and it's no big deal.

But to scold Wanhuangzong and master, the sect cannot be insulted, and the master cannot be insulted!

"Stupid!" Meng Changjin raised a fiery red stick as thick as a thumb and lightly tapped Wu Shaoqi on the head, hating iron for being weak!

"It hurts!!!"

Wu Shaoqi groaned, and hurriedly raised his hands to cover his head. As for the master, let's discuss if there is any disagreement. Do you need such a ruthless hand?

Meng Changjin was a little speechless, pretended, so he pretended for her.

After a pause, Meng Changjin suddenly glanced at the thin fiery red stick in his hand, and realized something.

Maybe she wasn't pretending, she had forgotten that the stick in her hand was actually a big treasure.

She really tapped it lightly, and Wu Shaoqi didn't seem to be pretending, this thing might be more powerful than she imagined.

Baby, big baby!

If it weren't for the presence of Wu Shaoqi and Yao Bingyu, Meng Changjin might have hugged a stick and kissed them hard.

"I understand what you mean. It's nothing more than that the sect should not be humiliated, and the family teacher should not be humiliated." Meng Changjin seemed to have forgotten to knock Wu Shaoqi, and changed the subject directly.

Yao Bingyu and Wu Shaoqi both looked over, since the master knew, why don't they fight back?

"These are farts! The ones that are truly indescribable are those who beat them, not fight for them." Meng Changjin cast a glance at the two disciples and said quietly.

"Then shouldn't we beat them up?" Wu Shaoqi was puzzled.

"Punch! Of course, but also during the official match, under the eyes of everyone!" Meng Changjin said.

Wu Shaoqi and Yao Bingyu were stunned for a moment, thinking they understood.

"As for someone scolding the Wanhuang sect and being a teacher, you should write down the person and find out which sect scolded them. During the official competition, I will challenge their suzerain and blow them up!" Meng Changjin said. Be domineering.

Wu Shaoqi curled his lips, feeling that the master is a bit bloated, and she is only a seventh-rank realm: "Master, don't be beaten up by someone at that time, it would be really embarrassing."

As soon as Wu Shaoqi said this, before Meng Changjin could do anything, Yao Bingyu gave Wu Shaoqi a hard look.

Although she was also worried, after all, the master was only at the seventh rank. According to the elders, there are quite a few heads of other sects at the seventh rank, and there are more than a dozen of them at the eighth rank and ninth rank.

This is still the most conservative estimate. If the provocative sect head is at the eighth or ninth rank, will the master be able to deal with it?

"Take care of yourself, kid." Meng Changjin didn't bother to say anything to Wu Shaoqi, this kid didn't even know how strong his master was!

At that time, it's hard to say that the ninth-rank ones, and the eighth-rank ones will beat up a few for this kid to see.

"Okay, okay, I got it, I definitely won't fight before the official match." Wu Shaoqi thought about it and agreed.

In fact, his idea is also very simple. If Meng Changjin can't even beat them, then it's really not suitable for them to have a conflict in advance. If they can fight, it's just a matter of time before someone vents their anger on them.

"Actually, this kind of thing may not happen, but if you say it, the possibility is very high." Meng Changjin said quietly.

The reason why they compete for rankings is because this thing affects the quota for entering the binary secret realm. There are not many good things in the binary secret realm, just say the same thing, spiritual veins.

The development of a sect is inseparable from spiritual veins.

A spiritual meridian can be provided to a sect like the Wanhuang Sect with thousands of people to cultivate, and it will take about ten years.

And a quota almost represents a spiritual vein, the more spiritual veins, the more resources, and the more powerful people will be cultivated.

This has also created a phenomenon, the stronger is stronger, and the weaker is weaker.

Therefore, the ranking of sects is very important.

No one wants to lose something before the game, but there are advantages and disadvantages. If some opponents can be eliminated in advance, some people are willing to do it.

As soon as Meng Changjin said this, Wu Shaoqi was the most helpless.

He obviously didn't do anything, why can't he have more trust in him?

After much deliberation, Wu Shaoqi sighed in his heart. It must be that his original body was too muddy. After more than ten years, he gave people an unreliable impression.

But he is still very reliable, alas, Wu Shaoqi sighed again, and looked at Meng Changjin resentfully.

Meng Changjin didn't bother to talk to him, and turned directly to Yao Bingyu: "The top ten sects should disdain to provoke you before the game, and others are uncertain."

After finishing speaking, Meng Changjin looked at Wu Shaoqi again, this time very seriously: "The relationship between these sects is very complicated, and Wanhuang Sect's popularity is not bad, but don't count on this, when necessary, how to cause trouble, you yourself Let's see."

"Understood." This time Wu Shaoqi responded very straightforwardly and simply.

"The disciples will be optimistic about the big brother, and won't let the big brother do anything before the game." Yao Bingyu also said seriously.

Meng Changjin nodded: "Well, let's go practice."

As he said that, he threw another porcelain bottle to Wu Shaoqi: "Take it, break through when it's time to break through, and break through the level. If there is no consolidation, the increase will not be large, but it can be used as a means of replenishing magic."

Wu Shaoqi caught it and nodded. Soon, he opened his eyes wide and looked at Meng Changjin fiercely.

He didn't pay attention just now, but now that he came back to his senses, he noticed some words in Meng Changjin's words just now.

For example, replenishing magic.

This thing is probably no stranger to gamers. As a semi-nerd, Wu Shaoqi is too familiar with it.

But this is not the crux of the problem. The crux of the problem is, did Meng Changjin create the word herself, or did she...

Wu Shaoqi's head turned quickly, and he quickly determined that it should be the latter.

If it was Meng Changjin's own word, it would definitely use "tonifying spirit" instead of nourishing magic.

Wu Shaoqi suddenly thought of those words full of the significance of the times that he often said without paying attention, has the master discovered it long ago?

No, the master discovered his problem, but he also discovered the master's problem.

Seeing Wu Shaoqi staring at her with wide eyes, Meng Changjin frowned slightly, and soon realized.

Slip of the tongue, slip of the tongue.

But it's too late to remedy it now, and to say it deliberately, it seems that she has a guilty conscience.

So Meng Changjin didn't say a word at all, and looked at Wu Shaoqi with a half-smile expression.

Seeing this expression, Wu Shaoqi suddenly realized.

"You look at me as a teacher like this, but what's wrong?" Meng Changjin only showed a smile that was not a smile for a few seconds, and then he was quickly restrained and asked in doubt.

"No, the master is mighty and domineering, and the disciple is simply too impatient. Now go back and practice hard, and you will never lose face of the master." After Wu Shaoqi finished speaking, he quickly slipped away.

Yao Bingyu saluted Meng Changjin, and also retreated.

After the two left, Meng Changjin picked up the thumb-thick stick in his hand, weighed it slightly in his hand, and then tapped the corner of the table lightly.

When the corner of the table was knocked like this, it was instantly smashed into pieces.

Meng Changjin searched for a long time and found something made of iron. He knocked Wu Shaoqi's head with the same force as before, and a big dent was immediately knocked out.

"Tsk tsk." Meng Changjin tsk tsk twice, not sure whether he was lamenting that the stick was too powerful, or that Wu Shaoqi's head was too hard.

……

The flying boat flew for five days, and Meng Changjin and others from the Wanhuang Sect finally arrived at their destination.

Standing on the edge of the flying boat, looking down, young men and women wearing various costumes of various sects walked together, and it was very lively.

Below, people from various sects and sects who saw the flying boat were guessing which sect came this time.

The distance is still a bit far away, and the pattern of the Zongmen logo on the flying boat is still unclear.

When the flying boat started to land and reached a certain distance, everyone below could see the pattern on the flying boat clearly.

It was a vivid phoenix pattern, the whole was drawn with golden paint, it looked extremely noble.

But everyone who saw this pattern didn't care.

"The flying boat of the Myriad Phoenix Sect, it turned out to be the Myriad Phoenix Sect."

These people immediately recognized the sect this pattern belonged to.

Wanhuang Sect, in their view, is not a sect that needs special attention.

Of course, this is also for some sects ranked before fifty, and some sects ranked behind still cannot afford to offend Wanhuang Sect.

But if you care too much, it doesn't matter, anyway, it is impossible for them to fight against the Myriad Phoenix Sect, their goal is to keep the ranking of the Hundred Sects.

"Oh, it's really sad that no one welcomes you." Meng Changjin was on the edge of the flying boat, and after seeing the people below clearly seeing the patterns on the flying boat, he ignored them and sighed.

The two elders, Cen Rong and Huaishui, stood on both sides of Meng Changjin, and the corners of their mouths twitched when they heard Meng Changjin sigh.

Isn't this a very normal situation?

"This time we must be in the top [-], otherwise we will still be so unpopular next time." Meng Changjin cursed.

The two elders, Cen Rong and Huaishui, no longer twitched their mouths. They only dared to think about keeping the three and contending for the second. The head is good, and they will enter the top twenty immediately.

If the top [-] are so easy to get in, then what do they have to worry about?
But looking down, thinking about what the headmaster said, the two elders looked at each other from the air, as if they were quite face-to-face.

Anyway, we have to fight, so what's the matter with the big one.

If you really want to enter the top [-], then there will be three places to enter the duality secret realm, that is, three spiritual veins!
With three spiritual veins, how many disciples can they cultivate?

The more they thought about it, the more excited the two elders became, as if they had seen the glorious scene of Wanhuang Sect.

But when the flying boat landed on the ground, the slight shaking made the two elders wake up.

The two elders looked at each other again, and then looked away again.

It's a bit embarrassing for someone so old that he can't see these things clearly.

Fortunately, they were standing at the front and no disciples saw their gaffe, so they didn't lose face in front of the disciples.

As soon as the flying boat stopped, several people came over.

"Master Wan, it's been a long time since I've seen you, and you're even more beautiful." A look of amazement flashed in the eyes of the leader, and he said slowly.

Meng Changjin glanced at the other party, and quickly found out the person's information from his memory.

Yun Che, the leader of the monks' alliance, is also the person who presides over the Baizong Grand Competition.

It's still a thousand-year-old pervert!
　Chapters of [-] words, too lazy to divide chapters.

　　
　
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