"You... hum! Do you think Senior Sister Xiao Yue will believe it? There are so many people with no problem, but you are the only one with the problem?" The handyman disciple narrowed his eyes, his eyes becoming more and more evil.
"Do you really think that when Senior Sister Xiao Yue asks questions, the others will still say nothing?" Su Twelve grinned, glanced at the other disciples, turned around and walked directly out the door.
In the courtyard, everyone else's eyes lit up and they were a little moved.
Several pills were missing for no apparent reason, and no one was in a happy mood.
However, they don't have the courage like Su Twelve. But if Su Twelve takes the lead, they don't mind saying more.
The handyman disciple noticed the reactions of the other people and couldn't help but feel a little jump in his heart.
Xiao Yue is an upright and kind-hearted person, and is the granddaughter of the peak master. She has a transcendent status in Luofu Peak. If Xiao Yue knew about this, his future life would not be easy.
"Okay, tell me what you have to say! I'll give you this bottle of elixir!" He glared at Su Twelve bitterly, and after thinking about it, he still thought it would be better to calm down the matter first. If this matter really gets serious,
It was not good for him. After making up his mind, he took out a bottle of elixir and threw it to Su Twelve.
Su Twelve frowned, opened the medicine bottle and took a look. Seeing that there were only ten pills in it, he snorted coldly: "Only ten?"
"Boy, these are ten high-grade elixirs. Let alone thirty, these are worth fifty low-grade elixirs." The handyman disciple said angrily, looking like he had suffered a big loss, and his
There was a sinister look in his eyes.
Humph, let me keep it safe for you first. Leave this pill pavilion later and see how I deal with you.
"If I remember correctly, the sect's rules are very clear. Each entry-level disciple is entitled to three bottles per year, which is equivalent to thirty Yuan-Pei Dan!" Su Twelve snorted coldly and stared at the other party, unmoved.
He didn't know what the other party was thinking, but he instinctively felt that the other party's offer was too straightforward, which was not a good thing.
After weighing it secretly, I felt that the other party was not very strong, so I felt relieved.
For him, with the mysterious alchemy furnace in hand, the quality of the elixir is not important at all, the quantity is the key.
"Boy, don't go too far!" The handyman disciple stared at Su Twelve, overturned the table in front of him, and became furious.
He just wanted to send Su Twelve away first and settle the accounts later. Unfortunately, he had secretly sold the excess elixirs long ago. Otherwise, he would not have used the waste elixirs to replenish the balance.
"Too much? I just want the part I deserve! Since you are unwilling to give it, let Senior Sister Xiao Yue come and talk to you!"
Su Twelve pursed his lips and said unceremoniously. After saying that, he put away the waste elixir and the bottle of high-grade elixir and walked straight out.
But when the handyman disciple saw this, he was unwilling to give in. He glared at Su Twelve with an angry look that almost wanted to eat people.
"Boy, since you are seeking death yourself, don't blame me for being rude!"
"Today, I will let you know what the strength of a monk is."
The handyman disciple spoke every word with hatred. At the same time, the meager amount of true energy in his body was mobilized, and his hands quickly formed seals.
Immediately, a fireball the size of a fist appeared in front of him.
"disease!"
The handyman disciple groaned, and under the urging of his true energy, the fireball dragged its long tail and headed straight for Su Twelve's back.
This powerful attack is not fatal, but it can still seriously injure someone.
The handyman disciple squinted his eyes, raised the corners of his mouth, and showed an indifferent smile.
After all, I am also a Qi Refiner at the first level of the Qi Refining Stage. To deal with several disciples who have just joined less than half a year ago, I must be able to capture them with ease.
"Is this the fire control technique recorded in the book? It's simply incredible! This little beggar is dead!"
"He deserves it. Senior brother gave him ten high-grade elixirs, but he is not satisfied!"
"Fortunately, I didn't offend this senior brother just now, otherwise, it would be over now!"
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Seeing the fireball streaking across the sky, everyone's expressions changed drastically. They had just learned the basics of reading and writing, and had not yet officially started practicing.
In everyone's opinion, this method of being a handyman disciple is the method of an immortal.
The next second, several people's eyes fell on Su Twelve, with sympathetic looks in their eyes, but they were secretly glad in their hearts.
Although Su Twelve turned his back to the other party, he had already been secretly on guard in his heart.
Hearing the movement, the true energy in his body surged.
The moment he turned around, he saw the fireball flying towards him, and he decisively formed a seal with his hands.
"Hufeng! Go!"
Su Twelve was not in a hurry, and with a low shout, a strong wind suddenly appeared.
The strong wind roared past and headed straight for the handyman disciple. Immediately, it met the fireball in the air.
"boom!"
There was a muffled sound, and the fireball was blown by the strong wind. It exploded on the spot and turned into sparks all over the sky. It was swept back by the strong wind and rushed towards the handyman disciple.
"What?!"
Seeing this scene, everyone in the courtyard couldn't help but gasp and were shocked.
Especially Zhu Hanwei and the three people who came with Su Twelve were stunned.
Half a year ago, everyone was still starting from the same starting point. But now, Su Twelve has become so powerful?
"Impossible! You...you are actually a Qi Refiner?!"
The handyman disciples even widened their eyes and turned pale with shock.
Although he has a first-level cultivation level in the Qi Refining Stage, he neglects to practice, and his control over the spells is only half-full.
Before he could react, scattered sparks directly burned his face. Under the strong wind, his whole body was blown out and hit a big pillar behind him.
"Hmph, don't you want me to see the monk's strength? That's it?"
Su Twelve snorted coldly, continued to form seals with his hands, and a fireball the size of a fist appeared in the air.
The fireball beat briskly, emitting scorching heat, and was obviously much more solid than the fireball the opponent had just activated.
"Senior brother, twelfth senior brother, spare your life! I know I was wrong, and I will make up for the Peiyuan Pill I owe you!" Upon seeing this, the handyman disciple turned pale with fright. Before Su Twelve could make a move,
With a plop, he knelt on the ground and begged Su Twelve for mercy.
In the world of cultivating immortals, those who are masters are regarded as teachers, and those who are strong are respected. The titles among monks are not based on age or seniority, but purely on strength.
If a disciple's cultivation reaches or exceeds that of his master, he will be treated as a senior. If his cultivation is much higher than that of his master, he will be called a senior. It is even common for the disciple to become a master in turn.
This information was introduced in the sect's rules, and Su Twelve was not surprised.
"Where's the elixir?" Su Twelve asked coldly without really wanting to kill him. He dispersed the spell.
"I really don't have any pills now!" the handyman disciple said with a sad face. Seeing that Su Twelve was about to activate the spell again, he hurriedly shouted:
"Wait a minute, senior brother, don't be impulsive. I just don't have it for the time being. Give me ten days. After ten days, I will personally send you to the waste elixir room. I guarantee that they are all high-grade Yuan Yuan Dan, and I will provide ten more for senior brother.
Consider it an apology."
"Are you so kind?" Su Twelve squinted his eyes and looked at the other person suspiciously.
This man's face changed so quickly that he vaguely felt something was wrong.