Time flies, half a month in the blink of an eye.

With less than twenty days left before the "Panlong Mountain Ceremony" kicked off, the entire Longkong Mountain was shrouded in tension and solemnity, and the spirit of practicing martial arts was huge.

All the arrogant disciples are working hard, hoping to make a splash at the ceremony, gain status, and enjoy promotion and cultivation.

Baibao Hall, in the inner hall.

This is the affairs hall of the first mountain gate. Usually, the transactions and transactions in the mountain gate must be personally determined by the first mountain gate.

It can be said that the first one controls the finances of the entire mountain gate, and has power in the mountain gate, above ten thousand people. It is second only to the Supreme Master of the Sect who has the power of life and death.

At this moment, dozens of purple-robed disciples stood in the hall, with a solemn expression and dared not move.

All are core disciples under the First Division.

Compared with the other five elders, the first chief has a total of fifteen core disciples, both in terms of quantity and quality, which are beyond the reach of the rest of the elders.

Generally speaking, there are only five or six inner disciples under an elder's sect. More or less, but none of them will exceed ten.

After all, the primary condition for becoming an inner disciple is to step into the fourth level of body refining. This alone will block many people from outside the door.

Even if the elders were determined to develop core disciples, they would have cut off their paths.

In addition to helplessness, I can only increase my energy and cultivate external disciples, hoping that talents can emerge.

When it comes to cultivating disciples, the head of the head seems to have a lot of experience and has achieved great results.

The elixir alone provides far beyond the rest of the elders. It can be said that the first person who controls the finances of the mountain gate is the richest person in the entire mountain gate. The oil and water drawn under his hands are enough to cultivate a group of core disciples with excellent talents.

"The Panlong Mountain Ceremony is about to be important. I will definitely succeed this time and must not make any mistakes!"

On the tiger-skin throne in the middle of the hall, Lei Wanmo, the first seat, looked stern and cold, glanced down, and immediately made the disciples on the field silent.

The Panlong Mountain Ceremony concerns the future treatment of the disciples, and even the position of the Supreme Master of the Sect in the future will be selected among young talents.

The reason why the throne of the sect was passed on to inner disciples rather than elders with higher status was also a lot of knowledge.

Simply put, the position of the head is extremely tempting, which can easily lead to the elders fighting openly and secretly, and then lead to the declining situation of the mountain gate.

Therefore, the throne of the supreme master is only selected among the inner disciples and is not passed on to the elders.

In this way, the core of the mountain gate is indirectly preserved.

Of course, there will still be open and secret struggles among the elders, but they will not compete against each other, but will indirectly be involved in the disciples of their respective sects. In this way, the competition among the disciples of the mountain gate will be highlighted. For the mountain gate, a solid foundation has been laid for the future continuation of bloodline.

"Abide by the teacher's order!"

"Abide by the teacher's order!"

“…”

Upon hearing this, the fifteen young talents present responded loudly and did not dare to violate it.

"Fang Kun." Suddenly, Lei Wanmo's eyes flashed and stared at Fang Kun, "How is your cultivation level recently?"

Fang Kun was shocked and couldn't help but lower his head and said, "Entering the fourth level of body refining, there has been some progress in martial arts..." His tone gradually became lower, as if he was quite unconfident.

In fact, Fang Kun's cultivation has been progressing rapidly. He was able to be accepted as an inner disciple by the first rank, but because of Fang Qiong, he made an exception and gave him a purple waist card.

Now Yu Hao has broken his hand bones. After recuperation for a long time, he has no way to practice.

"fool!"

Sure enough, before Fang Kun finished speaking, the first seat cursed. Then he turned around and asked, "Wang Yao, how are you doing recently?"

"I am not talented, so I stop at the fourth level." A girl whispered in a low voice and did not dare to look up.

"Waste!" The head man's face suddenly became gloomy and his voice was quite gloomy, "Zou Fan, where are you?" His eyes turned to a tall and strong young man.

"Fifth level of body training." The tall and strong young man held his head up and his chest.

"Okay! I'll give you three Poria pills."

Lei Wanmo laughed loudly and raised his hand to throw a jade bottle to Zou Fan. Then Zou Fan was overjoyed. All the disciples around him looked at him with envy.

"Listen, this time the Panlong Mountain Ceremony is not only important, but also directly related to your future worship treatment! If someone stops and loses my reputation, he will peel off his purple robe and demote him to a mountain sergeant."

Lei Wanmo snorted coldly, and his words were quite thunderous.

The field was immediately quiet.

"But! If someone performs well, I will naturally not treat it badly." Suddenly, Lei Wanmo's words changed and eased a lot. "There are fifteen bottles of elixirs here, all of which are middle-grade yellow. You come up and get one, and go back and practice hard."

I saw a jade plate on the table in front of Lei Wanmo, with porcelain bottles standing on the plate, which was quite gratifying.

"Thank you Master!"

"Thank you Master!"

“…”

Upon hearing this, the fifteen disciples present all smiled happily, stepped forward one after another, took a bottle of elixir and put it in their arms.

After a while, Lei Wanmo scolded and explained a few more words, and waved his hand to send everyone away. Only by leaving Fang Qiong alone.

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At the same time, on the Bluestone Avenue outside Baibaotang, flowers and green bamboos and Baimei arrived step by step.

Both of them look very good, which is quite rare.

On Longkong Mountain, almost everyone knows the disease of Huaqingzhu. Baimei is born with weak body, fearing the cold and cold, and often has no expression on her face.

Speaking of which, the master and apprentice have a sense of mutual sympathy.

However, today, both of their cheeks were rosy and shiny, with a shiny look, which was extremely strange.

"Master, you are so beautiful today." Baimei laughed.

"Thanks to the purple lotus pill refined by Hao'er, the fire poison eased a lot that day after taking it." Hua Qingzhu smiled faintly and said.

Through a series of recent events, Hua Qingzhu's attitude towards Yu Hao has greatly improved, especially after taking the Purple Lotus Pill, she became more and more close to Yu Hao.

"Hehe, I've been full of energy and a long breath recently. I also received the Fire Phoenix Jasper Paste given by my brother."

Baimei smiled and said to herself.

In the words, my brother Yu Hao is always there.

"Fire Phoenix Jasper Paste?"

Upon hearing this, Hua Qingzhu was slightly stunned, and then he couldn't help but nod.

Obviously, in Hua Qingzhu's view, since Yu Hao can refine the purple lotus pill, he can naturally boil the Fire Phoenix Jasper Paste. After all, both elixirs are yellow-grade medium-grade elixirs. What really surprised Hua Qingzhu was Yu Hao's sudden rise and amazing talent for refining medicine.

Why haven't this good seedling been found before?

Hua Qingzhu thought to herself secretly.

Immediately afterwards, I suddenly thought about my own illness and had no time to care about my disciples. I couldn't help but sigh and feel a little bit of blame.

While talking, the two of them had already stepped into the treasure hall.

The servant in front of the door naturally knew the flower and green bamboo and hurriedly bowed.

"Huh?" Suddenly, Bai Mei's eyebrows frowned and looked forward in a daze.

At the exit of the inner room hall, more than a dozen purple-robed disciples flocked out, and everyone's face was full of joy and excitement.

What Baimei noticed was that most of them held a blue and white porcelain vase in their hands.

Obviously, there are all high-quality elixirs here, and at least it is also a medium-grade yellow grade.

Immediately, a wave of nameless anger surged into my heart.

"Because of a Poria Pill, Fang Qiong almost forced my brother to death and even took over me. My brother worked hard day and night, and could only refine a yellow-grade pill. These guys are incompetent, so why can they get a whole bottle of top-grade pills with just one hand?"

Baimei's silver teeth were clenched, and her heart was already overturned and full of flavors.

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Chapter completed!