Wen Liang looked stupid again.

Before, he thought that Yin Hong had gone crazy.

But now, seeing that he had frightened the disciples of Qingyue Altar in just a few words, he couldn't help but feel a trance.

He couldn't understand Yin Hong even more.

Everything Yin Hong did today made him look at flowers in the fog and the moon in the water.

In his life, he had never seen such an elusive person.

"I was wrong......! Master Yin forgave me for my previous rudeness, gave me an elixir, and helped me cure my dantian. ”

Turning around abruptly and looking at his stunned junior disciples, a trace of anger flashed in the middle-aged man's eyes, and then he turned over decisively and knelt down.

Man is selfish, he must live for himself!

His kneeling almost drained all the mental energy of the disciples of the Qingyue Altar.

Yin Hong, on the other hand, laughed out loud and threw the pill into the middle-aged man's mouth like a dog.

"Hahahaha...... Well, if you know that you can change your mistakes, and you are sincere, I will forgive you a lot this time. But in the future, remember to accumulate more virtue, and you must know that not all people in this world are as good at talking as me!hahahaha......"

Yin Hong was in a good mood, but those disciples of the Qingyue Altar were extremely uncomfortable.

Originally, if Yin Hong hadn't cured the middle-aged man, they could still make some fuss, turn black into white, and knock on the Canglang Sword Sect.

But now, they don't have a chance.

However, if they didn't dare to provoke Yin Hong blatantly, it wasn't that they had no way to continue to disgust him.

After calming the middle-aged man and sending him to the inn to rest, the disciples of Qingyue Altar planted their flags opposite Yin Hong and them.

"What do you mean by that? and want to stir up trouble again?"

Seeing this scene, the smile on Yin Hong's face suddenly retracted.

"We are willing to plant the flag here, what does it matter to you? This city belongs to the official family, and it is not your Canglang Sword Sect's. ”

One of the innate people of Qingyuetan replied coldly.

They had already realized how powerful Yin Hong was, so they began to play soft.

And as he spoke, a carriage slowly approached in the distance, and out of it came a rich family.

The leader was a middle-aged man, and after seeing the two competing people, he was slightly stunned at first, and then decisively walked in the direction of Qingyue Altar.

"This Qingyue Altar is very high, may I ask if you are still recruiting people today? There is a young son under him, who has just turned sixteen this year, but he already has the cultivation of the ninth grade. His ability was limited, so he wanted to send him to the door for cultivation. ”

Approaching, the middle-aged man bowed slightly, and then asked.

"Recruit! Ling Lang has superior qualifications, I can't ask for it in Qingyue Altar!"

The innate of Qingyue Altar first smiled at Yin Hong, and then said.

As soon as he finished speaking, the noble son next to the middle-aged man spoke: "Then can I directly become a core disciple? With my qualifications, it is a waste of time to start promoting from the outer gate! In order to increase the chance of advanced foundation building, I must advance to the innate before the age of eighteen!"

This is a very arrogant teenager who has enough confidence in his qualifications.

It's just that his behavior fell in Yin Hong's eyes, but he couldn't help but be a little funny.

This son's life level is too low.

If nothing else, his limit is only innate.

Don't talk about advanced foundation building, even if it is a congenital stage, I am afraid that you will have to die for a lifetime.

Fate is so treacherous, he gives you something, and he always steals something else.

Qualification can only affect a person's cultivation speed, and what really affects a person's ultimate achievement is only fate!

"I'm afraid it's a bit difficult. Because according to the rules of our sect, all disciples have to go through the outer gate. ”

Qingyue Altar's innate frowned with some displeasure.

As soon as you enter the door, you want to enter the ranks of core disciples? Who do you think you are?

"What about you, I heard that your Canglang Sword Sect is about to be destroyed. Give me a place as a core disciple and fully support my cultivation, and I can help you win the first place in the Three Sects Competition. How?"

The young man was a little disappointed, and then decisively turned to Yin Hong and them.

I didn't expect the young man to be so simple, and the faces of the disciples of Qingyue Altar turned ugly.

And gentleness is overjoyed, and you have to agree now.

But at this moment, Yin Hong pushed him away: "I'm sorry." You don't agree with our sect's standards for recruiting disciples. ”

What the?

The young man could barely believe his ears: "What are you kidding? Say that I don't agree with your sect's recruitment standards? I'm a nine-year-old! Sixteen-year-old nine-pin!"

The teenager's parents also frowned deeply and shifted their gaze to the lame boy next to him.

They felt insulted because Yin Hong wanted even a cripple, but he didn't want their son.

"Master, what are you doing? Jiupin! With him, we don't have to disband! How can you refuse him?"

Wen Liang also screamed, no longer caring whether there were others on his side.

"You don't understand. Although his qualifications are good, his personality is not good. If nothing else, this life is only congenital at most. Giving him the identity of a core disciple would be a waste of resources!"

Yin Hong frowned, patiently, and explained in a low voice.

Unfortunately, although his voice was small, it was still heard by the family next to him.

"What do you mean? If you don't recruit dogs, you actually say that dogs should stop at innateness? Who do you look down on?"

The boy's father couldn't help but ask in a loud voice.

And the young man was also panting, blushing, and staring at Yin Hong hatefully.

He thinks this guy is just jealous of himself!

"I didn't mean to look down on this son. It's just that he can't take the position of a core disciple. Thank you for your understanding. ”

Yin Hong shook his head with a wry smile and tried to explain.

It's a pity that no one present believed his words, even Wen Liang sat down angrily.

"Don't give me a sloppy eye! A cripple is willing to accept it, but he refuses to give me the identity of a core disciple of a genius like me, I think that's what happens to your Canglang Sword Sect." Father! I'll be in the Blue Moon Altar! When the three factions compete this year, I must defeat the miscellaneous members of the Canglang Sword Sect! Let you regret your decision today!"

The boy erupted, huffing and glaring at the lame boy next to him, startling the boy and bowing his head cowardly.

And his words finally made Yin Hong, who was still a little apologetic, no longer have a trace of guilt: "Young man." I'm just talking about things. Whether you admit it or not, this cripple in your mouth is better than you. You're just too young to understand. ”

"Hahahaha...... I'm laughing to death! I'm a dignified nine-pin, sixteen-year-old nine-pin! When it comes to your mouth, I can't even compare to a cripple? You can tell jokes more reliably!"

The boy was even angrier.

It was the greatest humiliation he had ever suffered in his life.

"Then make a bet! Half a year later, you will fight fairly, and you will be above the three factions. You won, I will kowtow to you and apologize, you lose, you kowtow to me and apologize!"

Yin Hong couldn't stand this spoiled child anymore.

He decided to teach this kid a lesson, so that he would no longer dare to look down on someone he didn't understand.

also let him know thoroughly how many pounds and taels he has!