Meng Yi's words can be said to have completely dispelled the last expectation in everyone's hearts, loss, deep loss, despite this, no one has resentment in their hearts, they know that Meng Yi is understandable to do this.

After all, no one can guarantee that these thousands of people are all coming with the intention of being loyal to the Medicine King Palace, and even most of them have seen the development prospects of the Medicine Pill Palace, and they don't really want to take refuge, if there is a day, when the strength of so-and-so reaches the realm of immortals, he can pat people away, and the habits of the Medicine King Palace will definitely not leave him.

However, since then, the large amount of cultivation resources of the Medicine King Hall has not been sent into the hands of others, if this person is a person who has done good, it is nothing, it should be regarded as serving mankind.

But if it is a criminal person, then the Medicine King Hall will not bear the name of sin.

"What does the master mean is that we people don't have a chance at all?" At this time, a middle-aged man walked towards Meng Yi with a lonely expression.

"This uncle, Meng Yi's words are very clear, you can thrive under the protection of the Medicine King Palace, but if you want to enter the Medicine King Palace, you can't, after all, our cultivation resources are also limited." Meng Yi said with a helpless sigh.

"What if we can provide a large amount of cultivation resources?" Middle-aged elders are still reluctant to give up.

Meng Yi still shook his head, "I can't guarantee that all the people I enter are loyal, if you leave one day, won't our Medicine King Hall lose too much energy, after all, it is not easy to cultivate a strong person." “

"We can sign a life and death order, swear to follow the Medicine King Palace, if there is a rebellion, ten thousand knives will die!" There was no throbbing on the middle-aged man's face.

"However, what the Medicine King Hall wants is the elite, except for the strong above the demigod, the Medicine King Hall will not consider it." Meng Yi still blocked the door.

The middle-aged man's face froze for a moment, but then he returned to normal and said, "There are five demigod powerhouses among us, are these people qualified?" “

Meng Yi was stunned for a moment, and after being silent for a long time, he said: "You can make it, but it is in the sacrifice of maintaining the first two conditions." “

The middle-aged man's face appeared

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With a faint smile, he said, "That's natural, but there's still a request under it." “

"But it doesn't hurt to say it." There are no waves in the ancient well of Mengyi.

"If it is under the premise of the first two conditions, can we send some potential young disciples or even children to the Medicine King Palace, and when these children grow up, they will never recognize their ancestors, and they should be the Medicine King Palace." The middle-aged man said with a slightly fluctuating expression.

"Is that so?" Meng Yi pondered for a while, "This proposal is a good proposal, but if our Medicine King Hall really does what you said, it seems a little unkind, so let's do it, if the Upper Three Realms are withdrawn, these people can naturally return to their original sects, but if the people of the Upper Three Realms stay in sin for a day, their mission will not be completed, and they will always stay in the Medicine King Palace, how about it?" “

"Very good!" The middle-aged man replied immediately, his face was hungry and joyful, after all, if those disciples could return to the sect, it would definitely be a great thing for them, if they could also have a god envoy like the Medicine King Palace... The middle-aged man didn't even dare to think about it.

"That's it, those four demigod powerhouses can come over, and as for the qualified young talents you said will all gather at the gate of the Medicine King Hall in the future, I will personally review it then, by the way, the upper limit of the number of people is one hundred, of course you can choose a few hundred people, and I will choose them when the time comes." Meng Yi said that his figure disappeared in front of the middle-aged man in a flash, the middle-aged man suddenly stumbled all over, and his heart was extremely shocked, he thought that Meng Yi was extremely strong, but he didn't expect that he was much taller than him, a powerhouse of the Eighteen Heavens.

After Meng Yi left, Yue Hui and Shen Wuwu dealt with the affairs of the four demigod powerhouses, and after a while, the four high-spirited old men or middle-aged people followed Yue Hui towards the Medicine King Palace in the envious eyes of everyone.

However, if Meng Yi was to say it again, he would definitely be shocked, because two of these four people were his old acquaintances, one of them was Yin Jian, the city lord of Sujin City, and the other was Yi Shuihan, the city lord of Yishui City.

Especially Yin Jian, Meng Yi abolished his qi veins at the beginning, and it stands to reason that there will never be a possibility of advancement in this life, but now such a thing is indeed very rare

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, If Meng Yi saw this scene, I don't know if he would be frightened.

The other two have never appeared, and they look like casual cultivators, after all, any sect with some prestige will never wear their clothes so shabby, but there are exceptions, such as the old peasant's attire, which makes people can't think that he has anything to do with the Medicine King Palace.

Meng Yi returned to the training ground of the Spear of Hatred again, even when the alarm bell rang, Meng Yi did not let this group of people go away, before everything was determined, the Spear of Hatred was definitely an extremely important hole card for Meng Yi, as long as it was revealed, it was bound to give the enemy a big surprise.

Under the command of Nohai, the members of the Spear of Hatred still stood on the sleek stones to receive the impact of the hundred-zhang high waterfall, and when everyone could afford to live a day, Meng Yi would immediately switch to other more challenging training.

Meng Yi looked at the expressions of everyone standing still under the waterfall with satisfaction, but he didn't go along the line, but found a stone to sit down, he was thinking, thinking about whether the arrangement of suitable talents was right.

After all, the whole evil is mixed, and if you don't get it right, there may really be a spy inserted by the demon world or the ghost world, such a person must have a great threat to the Medicine King Palace, so when he made a decision at that time, he was also conflicted in his heart.

However, considering the future development of the Medicine King Palace, as well as the world's expectations for the Medicine King Palace, Meng Yicai agreed to the middle-aged man's request.

However, in this way, the uncertainty has increased considerably.

Shout!

Suddenly, a figure that broke through the sky appeared beside Meng Yi, and there was no breath fluctuation in the whole body, and the whole body seemed to be integrated with heaven and earth, vast and ethereal.

"Fengyi." Meng Yi hugged Feng Yi in his arms with a smile on his face, "What kind of wind blew you here?" “

After the Spear of Hatred is trained, no one else is allowed to set foot in it, and the members of Meng Yi's harem are of course exceptions.

"Xiao Yi, are you worried?" A smile flashed on Feng Yi's face, after nearly two years of getting along with Meng Yi, Meng Yi's mind could no longer hide from this powerful man who was good at observing words and feelings.

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