I'm picking up attributes in the wasteland

Chapter 26 Elder Void
The true disciple was angry, and Leng Qiu was also angry!

I was scolded for no reason, and I just asked a question, which caused a lot of verbal attacks!
Clay figurines must be angry.

"Get the hell out of here and see for yourself! If I lose my temper, I won't be able to stop the Heavenly King!"

Leng Qiu returned the words intact, with a cold and terrifying voice.

The conflict between the two instantly attracted the attention of everyone around them.

Standing behind the desk, the same True Inheritance disciple kept shaking his head and sighed, "You Wentu, you bullied a low-strength disciple again, have you been pushed back? You deserve it!"

There was a core disciple in purple, with a gloating expression on his face, and shouted loudly:

"Juventu, if I were you, I would jump out and kill him. Even rubbish, dare to shout!"

An inner sect disciple in a red robe said in a low voice with helplessness on his face: "With low strength, there is no human rights anywhere. If you complete the task, you will either be withheld or bullied. It's hard!"

An outer disciple in a blue robe secretly said, "Finally someone dares to vent their anger. Unfortunately, there is only one way to die!"

All walks of life have different views on Leng Qiu's performance.

Leng Qiu's expression was cold, and he turned a deaf ear to the surrounding discussions, staring at Juventus indifferently.

"Boy, you have successfully angered me, get out and die!"

Ju Wentu couldn't bear the eyes of the people around him, pointed at Leng Qiu's nose, turned over and came out from the counter, ready to go outside and give him a good lesson.

The moment he just landed, a big slap flew from the air and landed heavily on his chest.

"Oh!"

Ju Wentu is a true disciple, but he couldn't avoid the stylish slap formed by his true energy. He was slapped flying in an instant and hit the desk heavily.

The desk made of special metal was instantly dented.

The body slid down, and a few big mouthfuls of blood suddenly spewed out, falling to the ground.

This scene made everyone around retreat more than ten meters back, watching in disbelief.

It never occurred to me that the elder would make a sudden move.

The line of sight moved from Juventus to the second floor of the hall.There were three elders in gray robes, watching him coldly.

It was the first time that Leng Qiu saw the power of the palm coming from the air, forming a huge palm, like a miracle!

In an instant, the heart beat wildly and the muscles kept shaking.

If this palm falls on him, he will definitely die.

Everyone, including the core disciples, stared fixedly at the elder on the second floor, not understanding why the elder suddenly lost his temper.

While everyone was watching, the elder stood up slowly, walked to the railing, and stared at everyone below.

"I once said that the future genius of Qingyun Sect is in the mission hall, and must treat every disciple kindly! Juventu, are you taking my words as a deaf ear?"

Elder Wu Wukong, with a dignified Chinese character face, thick eyebrows and big eyes, and an unparalleled aura, stared at all the disciples downstairs.

"How many times have you seen that you are so arrogant and extraordinary? Who gave you the courage to disobey my orders?"

He meant to make use of the topic, and his voice was cold.

In an instant, all the disciples in the hall felt irresistible to the elder.

It seems that what he said is the imperial decree, which cannot be violated!
Of course, many low-level disciples are full of respect for him and feel that they are stretching their waists for them!
Juventu struggled to stand up, leaned on the desk, and stared at the second floor.

There was dissatisfaction, fear and murderous intent in the eyes, which were very complicated.

Whether he is an outer sect, an inner sect or a true disciple, he is lawless and no one dares to insult him.

However, being looked down upon by others today, just as he wanted to show off his power, he was reprimanded by the elders, which is naturally unacceptable.

There is a hundred reluctance in my heart, I can't wait to rush up and fight Elder Xu desperately.

However, the desire to survive told him not to do stupid things!
"All the reviewing disciples, please listen to me. I, the mission elder, Wukong, once again reiterate that the future of Qingyun Sect will be dealt with on all disciples. If anyone finds me here, don't blame me for killing people!"

Just when everyone was paying attention to the elder, Wukong suddenly spoke.

In a word, all the true disciples wearing orange robes saluted respectfully, expressing their understanding.

At this moment, it is definitely not the time to pretend to be aggressive, and I don't know how to die!

The eyes of all the disciples actually fell on Juventus, waiting for his attitude.

He is the person who makes people feel helpless the most, and he has to show something.

"Yes, elder! You should do your best!"

Juventus bowed with difficulty, suppressed all his anger, and said in a low voice.

However, the moment he bowed his head, there was an incomparably cold gaze in his eyes.

Seeing the murderous intent in his eyes, Leng Qiu shook her head slightly, trying to play tricks in front of the elders, she really didn't know where the courage came from.

"Thank you Elder for upholding justice. In the future, if you achieve something, you will be rewarded!"

Bow down and thank the elder.

Since Elder Xu made a rescue, this matter can only be temporarily revealed.

The elder raised his hand, didn't care, shook the entire mission hall, and said:
"You are all the future of the Qingyun sect, you need to work hard to increase your strength! Otherwise, if the Qingyun sect is in your hands, it will just vanish into thin air and disappear without a trace!"

The voice is sonorous and powerful, shaking people's hearts.

Immediately, I sat silently on the solid wooden chair on the second floor again, drinking tea with two old friends.

"Thank you elder!"

Without the oppression of the elders, everyone thanked him in unison.

Seeing his performance, Leng Qiu instantly understood that there is a group of people in the Qingyun Sect, including Wu Wukong in front of him, the alcoholic master Gu Qingzhou, hoping to change the current situation and let the Qingyun Sect flourish.

Or, it is possible to advance one level and become an eighth level sect.

If not, no one would care about the life and death of the bottom.

Turning around, looking at Juventus who was still full of sternness, he shook his head slightly, and said coldly:
"Hurry up, isn't one slap enough?"

It's a bit of a feeling of being cheap and selling well.

"Boy, wait for me!"

Juventu dare not do anything to Leng Qiu here, but the resentment in his heart must be vented.

After saying a harsh word, his eyes fell on the various beast cores that Leng Qiu brought over.

I was shocked instantly, there were hundreds of them.

Regardless of the level of beast cores, just the number is enough to show that Leng Qiu's life is not simple.

Whether it was stolen, robbed, or killed by oneself, it was a horrible result.

In particular, there were six mortal beast cores of the ninth level, which made him feel extraordinary.

These are not available to ordinary outer disciples.

Either a group of outer disciples, or inner disciples.

Corresponding to the animal cores one by one, he began to take out one pill after another for Leng Qiu.

"64 Body Forging Pills, 12 Enlightenment Pills, 6 Spirit Refreshing Pills, and the remaining sixteen beast cores are not accepted and cannot be exchanged!"

Juventus had just been taught a lesson, so they didn't dare to do anything, and made contributions step by step.

Leng Qiu looked at the Exercise Pill, quite helpless, it was used by outer disciples, he is no longer!

After thinking for a while, he took out the cores of the six beasts he hunted:

"Show me them!"

(End of this chapter)