"Ding."
"Beishan Xuantang Taoist Heart is damaged, and the host robs one hundred of its luck points, and its merit points are increased by five hundred."
Unbearable?
Xia Mangqian thought indifferently.
He had character problems in the first place, but now his Taoist heart has been damaged, and he will be even more of a loser in the future.
He will never show mercy to those who have evil thoughts towards him.
He did not kill Beishan Xuantang on the spot, but he considered that killing him before he even got started would be detrimental to him in the future.
And for some people, sometimes not killing will cause more pain than killing.
Take a look at the personal panel.
Pass a series of entry-level assessments.
His luck value and merit points have also changed significantly compared to before.
The previous January retreat.
In order to achieve better enlightenment, he spent a thousand merit points and used "Super Enlightenment" twice.
Therefore, there are only 265 merit points left.
The current column of [merit points] is 1370, and the column of [luck value] has also changed to 574/10000.
The increased luck value and merit points are in addition to the 100 luck points plundered by attacking Beishan Xuantang, and the feedback rewards from the system.
The rest were the result of the shock and astonishment of the Yuanshen Taoists and immortals who were watching the battle.
[Merit points can be exchanged for "Super Enlightenment" twice more. 】
Xia Mangqian felt happy and walked along the corridor to the top of the mountain.
……at the same time.
The Yuanshen Taoists on the clouds all had expressions of sadness on their faces.
"Senior Brother Tie Shou is really innocent. His disciple failed to live up to expectations, but he was implicated in being punished."
Taoist Yuanshen, who looked like a burly man, shook his head, "Uncle Xuan Guan is really ruthless about the hundred-year quota of Yuan liquid. It's a full 10,000 kilograms of Yuan liquid. I'll punish you as I say."
There are very few disciples in the Black and White Academy, and all Yuanshen Taoists combined only have about thirty.
The fewer the people, the more resources can be allocated.
Therefore, the Yuan Shen Taoist's annual quota of Yuan liquid is one thousand taels, which is one hundred kilograms of Yuan liquid.
The penalty for confiscation (the sound here is the same as "mo") is a hundred-year quota, which is ten thousand kilograms of Yuan liquid.
With so much Yuanshen, you can buy a good heaven-level high-grade magic weapon, which is worth the entire wealth of ordinary Yuanshen Taoists in the outside world.
But because of Beishan Xuantang, it was stopped.
As for the initiator, Beishan Xuantang, as a third-generation official disciple of the Wanxiang Realm, his hundred-year quota also has one thousand kilograms of Yuan liquid, which is equivalent to a top-grade magic weapon of the earth level.
Moreover, due to their low level and weak strength, the third generation disciples are in greatest need for Yuan Liquid and magic weapons.
Without this hundred-year quota, you will have to go out and work hard on your own in the future.
The more times you fight, the greater the chance of death.
Therefore, the penalty of confiscation of the hundred-year Yuan Liquid quota can be described as extremely severe.
But in the opinion of this Yuanshen Taoist, Beishan Xuantang was to blame.
After all, immortal cultivators can be more sinister and ruthless, but it also depends on who they are targeting.
For a fellow disciple who is about to become a fellow sect member, he violates the regulations and uses an earth-level magic weapon that exceeds the limit, and then directly kills him. This is not only sinister and cruel, but also sinister and ruthless.
No matter how severe the punishment is for such a person, it will not be too harsh.
"Yes. Junior Brother Tie Shou is an innocent disaster. But haven't you seen how angry Senior Uncle Hanshan is? If Senior Uncle Xuanguan hadn't spoken first, I'm afraid Senior Uncle Hanshan would have punished Junior Brother Tie Shou and Beishan Xuantang even more severely. .”
"If you ask me, a disciple like Beishan Xuantang should be expelled from the academy. You see, the 'Blood-Drinking Sword' who is also a guardian was also forced by that little guy named Ji Ning to use flying swords that exceeded the limit. .But why don’t they kill Ji Ning?”
"Well, Drinking Blood and Asking the Sword is pretty good. Ao is a bit arrogant, but he is fair and aboveboard enough. If you win, you win, and if you lose, you lose."
"Speaking of which, this little guy named Ji Ning has really good understanding and spirituality in swordsmanship."
"Yes, if it weren't for this little monster from Xia Mangshi, Ji Ning would be the strongest among the new disciples this time."
... A group of Yuan Shen Taoists chatted with each other and scattered back to the cave.
And Xia Mangqian also came to the peak.
From the other eight people who originally participated in the final assessment, only Ji Ning and Mu Zishuo were left.
The two of them were standing together talking and waiting.
"Brother Ji Ning, did you hear those whispers of 'life' and 'death' just now? I was breaking through the level at that time, and suddenly I heard a voice ringing in my ears. The puppet I controlled was almost hit by the guarding senior brother. .If it weren’t for the guarding senior brother who was also affected, I’m afraid I would have failed in this assessment.”
As Mu Zishuo spoke, his face still looked frightened.
"I heard it." Ji Ning nodded, his eyes misty.
I wonder what the strength of the guarding disciple that Mr. Xia Mang met was. Is it as strong as the Blood-Drinking Sword I met?
With his strength, even if the strength of the guarding disciples is equal to that of Drinking Blood and Wenjian, it should be over.
Why hasn't it appeared yet?
He has forced out his true strength in guarding his disciples, so Xia Mangqian should be able to do the same.
You haven't come out of the corridor yet, could it be——
Xia Mangqian got into a real fight with the formal disciples of the Purple Mansion Realm of the Black and White Academy, and started a head-on fight?
Just as Ji Ning was thinking and guessing, he saw Xia Mangqian, dressed in gray, slowly walking up to the top of the mountain.
"Brother Xia Mang." Ji Ning cupped his hands and said, "Congratulations."
"Xia Mang? Royal family?" Mu Zishuo was startled and quickly looked at Ji Ning.
"He is from the royal family, his name is Xia Mangqian." Ji Ning said, "The murmurs of 'life' and 'death' that you heard earlier are the sounds of the secret techniques used by Master Xia Mang."
"It turned out to be him." Mu Zishuo was surprised, and then he cupped his hands to Xia Mangqian, who was approaching, and said, "Brother Xia Mang, my name is Mu Zishuo. Congratulations on passing the exam. We will be in the same sect in the future."
"Congratulations." Xia Mangqian smiled and nodded.
But it was not as Ji Ning feared that he would just ignore Mu Zishuo.
"Brother Xia Mang, how strong are the guarding disciples you met?" Mu Zishuo asked curiously, "To be able to be appointed by Taoist Yuanshen to let you walk through that corridor, the last guarding disciple should not be weak, right?"
Ji Ning also seemed to be paying attention.
He was also very curious about this question, but he was not as outspoken as Mu Zishuo. He asked directly when he was curious, unable to hide his words.
"Fortunately." Xia Mangqian said with a smile, "A disciple in the late Wanxiang period has a bad mind and a somewhat twisted personality. I taught him a lesson."
"A formal disciple of the late Wanxiang period was taught a lesson?" Mu Zishuo secretly smacked his tongue.
How strong is this Mr. Xia Mang!?
"In the late stage of Vientiane, my personality is a little distorted..."
Ji Ning asked in surprise, "Could it be Beishan Xuantang that Brother Xia Mang encountered?"
"Do you know each other?" Be careful not to get too close to him."
"It's really him." Ji Ning was shocked.
The last time he and Beishan Baiwei came to the Black and White Academy in advance, they happened to meet Beishan Xuantang.
At that time, Beishan Xuantang was surrounded by a group of official disciples of the Black and White Academy, and the pomp was huge. He was obviously a man of the hour among the disciples of his generation in the academy.
Even such a person was taught a lesson by Xia Manggan...
Ji Ning realized.
The gap between him and Xia Mangqian now is probably even greater than he imagined.
Chapter completed!