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"Give!"
Elder Zhang threw his palm and it fell into Yang Ji's hand.
"I said that sects must be rewarded for their merits and punished for their mistakes. This time you have made a great contribution and discovered the evil lair near our mountain gate in time, avoiding greater casualties for our Iron Crown Sect and saving those sect disciples.
, and also greatly boosted the reputation of our Iron Crown Sect."
"All these achievements must be rewarded. Have you thought about what you want?"
Elder Zhang smiled.
"Disciples don't dare, so please ask the elders to give it to you."
Yang Jigong said.
"Haha. With your current state, neither powerful pills nor ordinary flying swords are of any use to you. You have already been to the Sutra Cave. I heard that you are preparing for the martial arts examination next year?"
Elder Zhang asked with a smile.
"Disciple does have this plan."
Yang Jigong said. He came in because he passed the "Wu Tongsheng" exam. It would be impossible not to take the "Wu Xiucai" exam.
"How sure are you?"
Elder Zhang's smile became even more kind.
"this……"
Yang Ji hesitated for a moment. Every martial arts examination is highly competitive, and the exam for a "Martial Arts Student" alone is already extremely brutal, let alone a "Martial Arts Scholar."
However, Yang Ji also has his own self-esteem and self-confidence.
Gu Ran will have many masters in the "Martial Arts Examination" next year and the competition will be fierce. But he will definitely not be far behind.
"I don't dare to speak too highly, but... I am confident that I will not lose to others!"
Yang Ji said in a deep voice.
"OK!"
Elder Zhang raised his thumb, his eyes shining with admiration:
"We disciples of the Iron Crown Sect must have this kind of self-confidence. However, I think you haven't broken through the Little Zhoutian yet. I'm afraid the coming year will be difficult. I have a 'Tongqiao Pill' here, which can clear the acupoints, so I will give it to you.
Already."
"Very good!"
Yang Ji was overjoyed and his eyes were bright. He never thought that what Elder Zhang wanted to reward him was actually this. Among the sects, pills that increase one's power such as "Dali Pill" and "Jingxue Pill" are the most common.
What is difficult to obtain is this kind of elixir with special effects, let alone the "Tongqiao elixir".
This is equivalent to a ticket to "Little Zhoutian".
With this kind of elixir, he is much more certain to pass the "Martial Scholar" exam.
"The Tongqiao Pill is very powerful. Normally, it is not easily rewarded. This time is a rare exception. I heard that you are still the number one martial arts student in Pingchuan County. I hope you will not disappoint me and the elders this time."
Elder Zhang said very profoundly.
"Disciples must work hard."
Yang Ji said excitedly.
"hehe."
Elder Zhang stroked his beard and smiled, obviously very satisfied with Yang Ji's performance:
"The acupoints are the most delicate. Although the Tongqiao Pill is swallowed directly, it can only clear five or six acupuncture points. I think you, little Zhoutian, have already achieved some success, so there is no need to rush for success. When the dove tail is finally opened, the blood will
Take it at the most difficult acupuncture point in the chakra, so the effect is best. - Take it."
At the last sentence, Zhang Helao flicked his fingers and a small "sandwood box" flew out.
"Thank you, elder, for your generous gift."
Yang Ji took the sandalwood box, thanked him and left.
After Yang Ji left, Elder Zhang's expression calmed down in the hall, and there was no longer a smile on his face. There was a trace of worry in his wise eyes.
"How is it? How do you feel about this disciple?"
As soon as Yang Ji left, behind the main hall, Elder Xing, who Elder Zhang said was "recuperating from his injuries" and could not come to see him, immediately came out with a smile on his face.
"The qualifications are pretty good. He has such a level of cultivation at the age of eighteen. It's pretty good. But he hasn't gotten through Little Zhou Tian yet, so we can't be optimistic."
Elder Zhang said with a worried look, far less optimistic than he showed in front of Yang Ji.
The qualifications of this year's disciples are far less optimistic, and the number of people who can challenge "Little Zhou Tian" is too small compared to other sects.
"That's why I asked you to take out the Acupoint-opening Pill."
Elder Xing smiled and said:
"Being able to escape from an evil star like the evil prince, with his qualifications and intelligence... I am very optimistic about him."
"hope so."
Elder Zhang could only say this, but the worry in his eyes did not diminish.
During the "Battle of Langya", the relationship between the factions deteriorated. First, the Beishan faction sued the Iron Crown sect disciples for attacking and killing their disciples, and then the Beishan sect disciples accused the Iron Sword sect of secretly murdering their disciples.
All these things have caused the relationship between the various factions to deteriorate sharply. Although they still maintain harmony on the surface, there have been many small moves in private.
The martial arts examination is a place to show the strength of a sect. It is also an important occasion to intimidate other sects. If the Iron Crown Sect can occupy the majority of the "martial arts examination" and show its strength, it can minimize the hostility from other sects.
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As for those sects that have “nothing to gain”, they may be in dire straits in the future, and it is hard to say whether they can survive.
In the past hundreds of years, many sects have dissipated due to this reason.
It's just that these things involving sectarian politics are impossible to explain to the disciples.
…
Yang Ji didn't know Elder Zhang's plan. Turning out of the gate, he was faced with an iron square. There were many alchemy furnaces emitting bunches of green smoke, which looked very spectacular.
"So heavy."
Yang Ji withdrew his gaze and weighed the sandalwood box in his hand.
Yang Ji had heard of the name "Tongqiao Pill" before, but had never seen it before. This pill gave him a very strange feeling. The pill in the box rolled around like a lead egg.
The elixir weighs more than the box!
"This elixir cannot be taken for the time being. It is better to wait until the final level of impact on Little Zhoutian."
Yang Ji secretly weighed it in his heart and stuffed it directly into his arms.
In the square, people were coming and going, and many elders and disciples were bringing plates of dead herbs, strange-smelling branches, and the blood of unknown creatures... and poured them into the alchemy furnaces.
After coming here a few times, Yang Ji also saw something about it. These elders usually spend a long time practicing elixirs, a few days, a dozen days, or even a few months.
Although it takes a long time, the worry is that you don't need to watch it all the time. It is very convenient for these elders.
"good chance."
People were coming and going in the square, but no one noticed Yang Ji, which provided him with an opportunity. Yang Ji lowered his head and walked quickly outside the hall, walking around into the shadows.
I don’t know how long it took, but I saw a disciple of the Iron Crown Sect in his twenties walking out of the main hall, carrying a food box, and walking towards the back mountain.
"Sure enough, it's here."
Yang Ji smiled slightly and immediately walked up quickly: "Senior brother, please wait."
"oh?"
This Iron Crown Sect disciple stopped and looked at Yang Ji in surprise.
Yang Ji smiled and said, "Senior brother, are you going to the back mountain to deliver food to the senior gatekeeper?"
"Exactly. What's the matter?"
The Iron Crown Sect disciple said, with a puzzled look on his face.
To be continued...