Accidentally Became a Taoist

    "It seems that you have not made much progress this year, but it is still a little progress, at least you can survive in my hands."

    Bai Shuhe despised the twenty disciples lying on the ground, and waved at them: "Okay, hurry back and cultivate again, and come back next year. Although you have made some progress, you want to Beating me is no different from a dream now."

    This group of disciples did not find Bai Shuhe's words offensive at all, and even thought that what she said was correct. Although they thought they had made great progress, in her eyes it was nothing. With the current strength, it is indeed a dream to defeat her.

    What they think about is not the question of winning What to do to them, just let them go back to practice.

    Speaking of them, apart from the pain once a year, it seems that they have nothing to lose, right? Now there is no need to do chores. Every day, someone brings food, someone waits, and someone washes their clothes. No, why do you live a happy life through their descriptions?

    Even those few particularly stubborn disciples had a sad face.

    They are worried, not that they can't go down the mountain, but that they are now degenerate, and they have a feeling that it is not bad to continue like this. Mainly, they really have nothing to lose, just beatings once a year. If they really go down the mountain, let alone being beaten only once a year, it is possible that someone with a knife will slash them every day.

    "Get up quickly, don't lie on the ground, and immediately go to practice."

    A group of disciples got up from the ground and supported each other. I only felt pain everywhere, this time the Sect Master was really a little heavy. Fortunately, they used half of their spiritual power to temper their bodies in the past year or so before they were able to endure it.

    But, she was beaten badly.

    They supported each other and walked out with a sad face, seeing Yang Han shaking his head. Look, how miserable it is, how miserable the disciples under his sect were tossed by that witch! He was a little fortunate that Bai Shuhe didn't treat him like this, and he might really be unbearable if he treated him like this.

    This time, it only took Bai Shuhe half a year to beat all the thousands of disciples.

    Yang Han was numb, and so were the clerks in the sect.

    Even if they are very dissatisfied with Bai Shuhe, at least they don't have to be beaten. Look at the wounds on those disciples, as well as the depleted spiritual power, miserable!

    Too bad!

    The injury was indeed beaten by Bai Shuhe. She was trying to test how well these disciples were tempered, and the other was to improve their actual combat ability.

    The spiritual power is exhausted by their own use, and it has nothing to do with her. The stewards of the entire sect seemed to have a deep misunderstanding of her.

    "Mr. Yang, she is now starting the fourth wave of summons." Before Yang Han was angry, he arranged a lot of work for Chen Suyun, and she was so tired that she didn't dare to complain. Yang No matter how bad Han is, he won't bother them like this, "Now the time is getting shorter and shorter, Manager Yang, do you think she feels that after a while, if she beats these disciples, she will not be able to achieve what she thinks in her heart, and she will gave up?"

    Yang Han rubbed his forehead and said uncertainly, "Maybe." He really didn't know when Bai Shuhe would leave.

    He only knows that in the past few years, his cultivation has not improved, not to mention that he has to calm down the spiritual power in his body every day, that kind of tyrannical spiritual power, if you use a little spiritual power, you will call him Excruciating pain. And since the mother Gu fell into Bai Shuhe's hands, she has never taken it back. He still has to go there regularly and raise the mother Gu with the blood of his heart.

    However, looking at Chen Suyun, who was pale in front of him, and thinking of the disciples who were often drained of their spiritual power and beaten beyond recognition, it seems that his life is not too sad?

    "Steward Yang, she took at most 100 a day a few years ago, but now it's 300 or 500 a day. It's not a day." Chen Suyun was looking forward to it. "I think she should be leaving."

    At this time, five hundred disciples were standing in front of Bai Shuhe. These disciples are no longer as dead as when she first came a few years ago. They saw that Bai Shuhe's eyes were particularly bright. They hadn't seen the Sect Master for half a year, and they still missed it a little.

    Although this is not good, they have been really comfortable these past few years. This is thanks to the perverted sect master in front of him, so when they heard that they were summoned by her, they didn't resist at all, and they came over quickly to practice with her.

    Have not been beaten by her for a year and a half, and they are still itchy and uncomfortable.

    "Sect Master, don't you start?" A disciple asked expectantly, "Sect Master, let's do it."

    Bai Shuhe: "..." Why does her disciple of Xiaoyao Sect look so rude?

    Of course, she has to satisfy them.

    Five hundred disciples, she didn't bother, she beat them down in a while. But they weren't in any pain at all, and they were all smiles, as if the more they beat them, the more comfortable they were.

    "When you tempered your body, did you temper your meridians and internal organs?"

     "It's tempered, hasn't the sect master ordered it? How dare we go against it, we divide half of the spiritual power tempering every day, and it never falls."

    Although the new suzerain is a little perverted, at least I am willing to let them improve their strength and let them have a little fighting power. At least, in front of her, they really only have a little fighting power.

    "Have the heart veins been tempered?" Bai Shuhe asked these disciples to temper their bodies, and the main reason was that they wanted them to temper their heart veins. This was their weakness. To temper the heart veins to a certain level, Zi Gu may not be able to bite.

    "It's all tempered, didn't the sect master say before that the whole body must be tempered? Not to mention the heart, we have tempered the heart. But at the beginning, it was really a bit bearable. Don't stop, you'll get used to it now."

    Based on the strength of these disciples' physical bodies, Bai Shuhe has calculated the strength of the heart veins, so the child Gu shouldn't pose much of a threat to them. It's just that they don't know it themselves. She didn't mean to say anything, and planned to call the rest of the disciples before talking.

    Here, Bai Shuhe summoned five hundred, one thousand disciples a day, and after a while, the fourth wave of summons had ended. All the disciples were beaten by her again, and they calculated the strength of their physical bodies.

    Now their strength is very powerful, but no one has discovered it. Especially the flesh, the same level of fighting, there may really be no way to take them.

    Here, Bai Shuhe decided to send these disciples to experience.

    "Send them to practice?" Yang Han pondered, not knowing what Bai Shuhe meant, "Sect Master, their strength is too weak, if they go to practice, there may be danger."

    Yang Han felt that the opportunity had come, and cautiously reminded: "It's just that I don't dare to use spiritual power."

    "I sucked all the spiritual power for you, you can re-cultivation, prepare, and then you can go." Bai Shuhe smiled at Yang Han, "If mother Gu, stay in I am here, if Mother Gu is hungry, you should ask Chen Suyun to run errands regularly and send the blood of her heart, she should be very active."

    Yang Han lowered his head, his face was wooden. After all, he was not afraid of what he would do if he had spiritual power. After all, he had the lives of his mother Gu and these disciples in his hands. Of course Chen Suyun will be very active, after all, if Mother Gu is going to die, she has to die too.

    However, at least the use of spiritual power can be restored, but he has been suffocated to death in recent years.

    Isn’t that just taking the disciples down the mountain to experience it? Yang Han decided in his heart that he should take the territory of other sects and let these disciples play their role and build a good relationship with those big brothers in the cultivation world.

    Bai Shuhe didn't care about Yang Han's careful thoughts, and she also had this idea of ​​letting Yang Han bring his disciples to experience the fight. Yang Han will definitely play tricks behind his back. Maybe he will contact those monks and send his disciples to the other party to absorb spiritual power. Sooner or later, she will have to go through this step. She just wants to use this method to let the disciples of Xiaoyao Sect understand that they are really not afraid of sucking them. Anyone who dares to **** them will explode.

    After Yang Han figured it out, he respectfully listened to Bai Shuhe's instructions to prepare for this matter. Before that, Bai Shuhe drained all the tyrannical spiritual power in his body, and Yang Han dragged his weak footsteps and hurried back to practice.

    Ten days later, Yang Han took hundreds of disciples out to practice. Chen Suyun followed him. After all, the mother Gu was hungry, and Chen Suyun shouldered the burden of sending fresh blood to her mother. Regarding this point, Yang Han didn't think about it for the time being.

    The hundred disciples were still a little desperate when they heard that Yang Han was going to take them out to practice. Having known Yang Han for so many years, they more or less know what kind of person he is. This time down the mountain, most of them will not let them go.

    "We didn't have much freedom, and we've been living just fine in recent years. No matter what, we can still live, didn't the suzerain give us a chance? If we live, we will win one day. Her, but until then, must be alive, no matter what happens."

    "You're right, maybe you're used to a good life, and suddenly you have to go back to the past. It's a little hard to accept."

    Soon, the hundred disciples accepted the reality. No matter how easy it was before, their identities were still furnaces. Can't leave here for a day, they will always be the furnace. But now they have some hope, even if it is very far away, at least they can see a little bit of light.

    Disciples who accept their fate, follow Yang Han to experience. During the period, Yang Han took them to a big mansion, and at the same time invited a lot of people over. After the banquet, those people began to absorb their spiritual power. They didn't resist either, and they wouldn't die anyway.

    However, what they didn't expect was that the group of people stopped after half of the inhalation, indicating that their group of furnaces had strong spiritual power and needed to be refined before continuing to inhale.

    Some people also praised Yang Han: "It turns out that your Xiaoyao Sect is holding back your big moves. No wonder you have to close the sect for so many years. The quality of these furnaces is indeed much better than before."

    This is outside, they are just to improve their strength, they will only directly cover the disciples' dantian with their palms to absorb. Even if they are familiar with Yang Han, they are not completely trusted.

    A group of disciples sat and waited, and it didn't take long for them to suddenly feel that something was wrong.

    "Yang Han! What the **** are you doing?"

    "You **** me?"

    Yang Han was also taken aback when he saw this situation. He wanted to say that he didn't make a fool of himself, but the scene in front of him reminded him of something very bad.

    No?