Chapter 17 Our uncle is not easy

"Now it's just physical hardship. If we don't participate, we will be rejected by all the disciples when we return to the sect. They will insult us as cowards and dare not even participate in the group arena. We cannot bear the consequences."

His words expressed the thoughts of all the disciples, and they all lowered their heads with annoyance on their faces.

"That's right, Master Mo Yu, you are protected by the suzerain, but the rest of us are ordinary disciples. We know that this is a trap, but we have to jump. The results of this kind of group arena competition will soon be announced. Zongmen, people in Zongmen will know about our distress, but it is better to be beaten than to run away."

The disciple smiled bitterly, "We exchange disciples from weak sects are the punching bags of others, and we have absolutely no power to resist."

Mo Yu lowered his eyes slightly, and the speed of pounding the medicine in his hand also slowed down a lot.

In her previous life, she stood at the top of the cultivation world, overlooking everything.

In her world, there is only cultivation.

This was the first time that she really felt the helplessness she encountered as a monk.

It seems that she is more human now.

"The group arena is over, you guys should take good care of your injuries here, everything will be fine."

She pasted the freshly ground herbs on the disciple's wound.

In an instant, the painful disciple finally stopped moaning, lying on the ground gasping for breath, the cooling effect of the medicine washed away all the pain.

Mo Yu was wearing white and light clothes, and his voice was calm and soothing, as if he could dispel all the pain in the hearts of his disciples.

Gong Man wanted to come over early in the morning to catch his spiritual energy, but when he saw that the courtyard was full of disabled disciples, he couldn't help but chuckle.

"You guys, you can't beat them, but you still don't beg for mercy."

Everyone looked up at her in unison.

Gong Man hurriedly raised her hands above her head, "Okay, I won't talk anymore, you guys are busy with your own business, I'm here to find Sister Mo Yu."

She ran into the room, quickly closed the door, then lowered her voice and said to Mo Yu: "Have you heard of it?"

She was like this gossip again, Mo Yu shook his head, and continued to stand in front of the table and mix herbs.

"Have you heard anything?"

Gong Man said seriously: "It's about you entrusting Yuezong, and now it's spreading in the whole sect that everyone's group favorite, Bai Roujing, was taken down by Yu Junhao. The two have a good relationship, and they will soon get married." For Taoist couple."

"Oh."

Mo Yu still had that indifferent tone.

Gong Man had a headache, "Hey, do you know what I'm talking about? Do you know what this thing means?"

"Ever since Bai Roujing entered the sect, she has been able to use both sides. Even a man can have a good impression of her pretentious appearance. Now almost every male disciple is trying to be nice to her. Now, she and Yu Junhao have an affair. Affection."

"Being the first to bear the brunt, you disciples who came to exchange are going to die."

Only then did Mo Yu stop the pestle in her hand, and when she raised her head, her dark eyes became deeper and deeper.

"If they are unhappy, they can go to Yu Junhao, what does it have to do with us?"

Gong Man stepped forward and snatched all the things in her hands, "Yu Junhao is looking for trouble, but you people who entrust the Moon Sect will also be angered, you know? You guys, find a chance to escape, I can help you a little bit."

Mo Yu sighed helplessly.

"If they find trouble with me, then I can only use the trick that my master gave me..."

She was originally at the Golden Core Stage, and if she didn't make a move now, she was just too lazy to do so, and the piling up didn't bully her too much.

If that moment really comes...

She will make these guys regret being born!
As for the "trick given to her by the master", it's just an excuse. After all, in the eyes of outsiders, she is just a waste of entry-level three.

At this time, several disciples outside were listening with their ears stretched out.

They took this sentence into their ears, and immediately showed a look of astonishment.

"Look! Let me just say, our uncle must have brought some special skills. How could the master throw his own disciple here casually?"

"That's right, who doesn't treat his personal disciples as darlings and protect them, and give them to all kinds of geniuses and treasures for cultivation, even though our master uncle may look at his low cultivation level, he must actually have a lot of good things in his hands. "

"Uncle Shi is just lazy. He doesn't practice, and it's not because he's not talented. I guess the suzerain just threw her out to practice."

Speaking of this, a disciple suddenly lowered his voice.

"By the way, didn't something happen to this Shuiyun Sect recently, you all have heard about it."

Immediately someone echoed, "I must have heard about it, the incident was quite big, the training building and the alchemy building all exploded, it is said that a lot of good things were lost, and even some disciples who practiced diligently and had a good cultivation base were injured. "

The disciple said quietly thoughtfully, "I think the Shuiyun Sect internally guesses that this matter has something to do with us."

"Hehe, it would be great if we really have this ability."

"That's right, no matter who did it, it's a beautiful job! If I have the ability, I'll definitely turn their Shuiyun School upside down!"

"They bullied us for so long, they deserve it!"

The disciple immediately said softly: "Who said we didn't do it?"

In a word, the small courtyard fell into dead silence in an instant.

Everyone looked in the direction of the room in unison with a tacit understanding.

When Mo Yu and Gong Man came out, Mo Yu noticed that the way these disciples looked at her had changed.

Even though she was called Master Uncle in the past, there was no sense of respect at all, but now, there is admiration and admiration in this look.

Mo Yu, "..." She just bandaged their wounds, why did she worship them like this?
One of the disciples walked up to take the medicine jar in Mo Yu's hand.

"Uncle, we can do this trivial matter by ourselves, so I don't bother you, what's the matter? Are you going out?"

Mo Yu glanced at Gong Man who was holding his arm beside him.

"Ah, Miss Gong and I will go down the mountain, and you can recuperate well here."

"Okay, you go."

Mo Yu, "..."

It's getting more and more inexplicable.

After she left, the disciples sighed with emotion.

"You said, is the uncle going to avenge us this time?"

Everyone nodded in anticipation.

And that night, something really happened.

That night, Senior Brother Zhangcun, who had severely abused the Tuoyue clan in the ring arena, together with five other disciples, went down the mountain to celebrate the victory, offended the city lord, was beaten by the city lord's subordinates, and died.

It is said that they were drunk that night and molested a woman in the street.

Unexpectedly, that woman turned out to be the wife of the city lord No. 13.

Immediately, the city lord sent people over to surround them.

After a round of fighting, the city lord was completely overwhelmed. He called a few guests over and killed them all.

(End of this chapter)

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