Everyone present was stunned when they heard this, and they looked at each other without saying anything, but the young cultivator who had not figured it out before and entered the room to drink tea at night was surprised: "I don't agree that Shen Qiang is an alchemist, just because he didn't say hello to you?"

"Presumptuous!" The old man said sharply: "Which family are you a disciple of?" Thirty-two wonderful hands are the same as the branches, the most important teacher, etiquette, benevolence, that Shen Qiang, how can we ever have the slightest respect for us?

"You know, the reason why the cultivator of the cultivation realm is noble is because of the reputation we have single-handedly laid, and he Shen Qiang can refine a few rotten pills, so he can be on an equal footing with us?"

Hearing this, most of the people present disagreed, and after the bearded cultivator hesitated slightly, he said: "Uncle Hu, although what you said is not unreasonable, there are not only thirty-two magic alchemists in this world. ”

The old man was furious when he heard this, and said sharply: "Presumptuous! Thirty-two wonderful hands, that is, alliances, naturally advance and retreat together, this Shen Qiang, even if he can do alchemy, what if he can do alchemy? Unless more than half of the families agree, otherwise, just because of his Shen Qiang, he does not vote for his name, and does not worship his ancestors, he does not need to expect the thirty-two masters, to recognize his status!"

In an instant, all the cultivators present were silent.

At this time, outside the door of the banquet hall, Zong Zixiao, who saw this scene sideways, showed a sneer on the corner of his mouth.

He then walked back to his office.

After sitting at his desk in silence for a moment, a sneer appeared on his lips after looking at the list for a moment.

Call.

"Come on. ”

A moment later, a young cultivator entered the office.

"Master, it's so late, are you looking for me?"

Zong Zixiao, who was sitting on the chair, looked at him calmly with his eyes, and was silent, until the young cultivator's expression was faintly uneasy, Zong Zixiao suddenly smiled and said coldly: "Master and apprentice are like father and son, and those who betray their master will never be reused in others." ”

The young man's body was shocked, and he hurriedly said: "Master, a teacher for one day, a father for life, if you have anything to say, you can speak." ”

Hearing this, Zong Zixiao smiled coldly, and then gently knocked on the list on the table, and said in a deep voice: "You obviously have seen the unreasonableness of this list, right?"

The young disciple of the Medicine King Valley was stunned when he heard this, looked at it in surprise, and said, "That's right, this is the booth arrangement of the pavilion that the Third Elder personally handed down. ”

Zong Zixiao said coldly: "This is wrong, in the previous pill conferences, the booths exhibited were all allocated according to the strength ranking of the thirty-two masters, you take a good look, what is the location of Heshenghe Shen Qiang's booth?"

"Number Thirteen. The young cultivator said in a daze.

Zong Zixiao leaned back on the chair with a sneer and said: "Booth 13 is the best location and the most conspicuous place in the exhibition hall, as soon as the pill exhibition opens tomorrow, it is not only these alchemists who will come, but also many cultivators, as a disciple of the Medicine King Valley, how can you allow such a thing to happen?"

The young disciple paused and said, "Master, what do you mean?"

"Shen Qiang, it's the first time he's participating in the Pill Conference, and his strength level is very poor, and he hasn't even entered the top 100 alchemists, so such a good position can't be given to him, this is basic common sense," Zong Zijin leaned back in his chair, his fingers lightly tapped on the tabletop, staring at his apprentice.

The young cultivator's forehead was faintly sweating, and he hesitated slightly, and said, "This is arranged by the valley, if you change it without authorization, I am afraid that the elders will be angry, you ......."

"You go, change the booth of Heshenghe to booth 29. Zong Zixiao said coldly.

The young man paused, and said hurriedly: "Master, booth 29 is in the dead corner, that is the worst position, basically no one will go to see that position." ”

"It's good that you know. Zong Zixiao said coldly: "You are a smart person, you should understand what I mean, why I did this, you are also clear in your heart, now the people in the cultivation realm are watching, whether it is the thirty-two magic hands, or Shen Qiang, they came here, not to fight with people, but to take the opportunity to sell pills." ”

Slowly sitting up straight, Zong Zixiao looked at the young cultivator with a cold look in his eyes and said: "According to the situation of previous sessions, the person with the worst sales can also pull orders of nearly 100 million yuan, but the 29th booth is a dead end, every time, when it comes to that booth, their elixir sales will be at least cut in half, less than half, this is a situation that no one can change." ”

The young man's forehead was sweating, and he hesitated: "Master, the elders will kill me." ”

"He won't. Zong Zixiao sneered: "Because you are the person he arranged to be by my side to be responsible for monitoring me, I know very well that if you do this, he will probably sprinkle fire on me at most, but if you are sure, it is your doing, it is your mistake, he will not be too harsh." ”

"However, if you don't carry this pot, then you will find that the Third Elder can't cover you at all, because I am your master, I can let you practice in endless retreat, or I can send you to do odd jobs all day long. ”

Hearing this, the young man hurriedly defended himself and said, "Master, you have wronged me, and I ...... with the three elders."

"Shut up. Zong Zixiao said: "Then this is your only chance to prove yourself, I want Shen Qiangbai to come once, or rather, as long as his pill can't be sold, there is no money to be made, so many people and so many monsters in Heshenghe, drink the northwest wind? ”

The young man hesitated, as if he wanted to say something more.

Zong Zixiao slapped the table: "Don't challenge my patience, do it immediately, even if someone finds out that it is wrong tomorrow, it can only be wrong, because Yaowanggu can't afford to lose this person, and he will definitely not let the booth out again." ”

The young man had no choice but to bow down and say, "Disciple obeys." ”

This made Zong Zixiao's sneer bloom.

At the same time, in the lobby of a five-star hotel twenty-three kilometers away from the Medicine King.

Bai Shiyi, who was a member of the family with a pleasant expression, looked at the Hundred Flowers Palace Master Wei Shengzhimei, who walked in surrounded by many female assistants.

"I haven't seen him for half a year, and the palace master's demeanor is better than before. Bai Shiyi greeted with a smile: "It's just that the disciples of the Hundred Flowers Palace have always rarely purchased pills, and the palace master rarely participates in the pill conference, so it is surprising to see the palace master here." ”

The Lord of the Hundred Flowers Palace smiled slightly, the smile that brought disaster to the country and the people, even Bai Shiyi's eyes couldn't help but light up, but then, what she said made Bai Shiyi a little uncomfortable.

"Alas, isn't there no way, the disciples of the Hundred Flowers Palace are all over the world, but they are all little women, and they really can't keep up with this aspect of cultivation, but the gathering is scattered, and it is monopolized by two black businessmen, and if you have money, you have to wait for the day to buy it, so ......" raised her eyebrows with a smile, and said with a slight smile: "Don't I have to run in person!"

(End of chapter)