Chapter 211: Trouble Four
The previous disciple had already been brought back, but his injuries were too severe and he could not be treated in time, so he was referred to as a paralyzed person from now on.
At this time, a disciple came running from a distance, like the injured disciple before, and whispered to Meng Ke.
Meng Ke listened and looked at this group of people viciously, "You are really good, dare to hurt my disciples, we won't just settle it between us."
As long as you're here, just after you left and don't continue to do anything, I was going to let you live.
But I suddenly learned of a very important thing, because your actions caused a disciple to be paralyzed for life, and his cultivation was completely wasted, and now he has become a wasted person.
Let's settle this account today!
Oh, by the way, it's not too late for a gentleman to take revenge for ten years, right?"
Meng Ke looked at the group of people on the other side, although some of their cultivation had disappeared, but they relied on their large number of people, and they were still showing off their might there.
Especially that Yang Sect Master, who was still there, said, "Even if we lose a small part of our spiritual power, so what?
There are a lot of us, how many people can you have in a small Monrakumen?
These behind me are all the disciples of the scattered cultivators and small sects. Can you beat us?"
After hearing Meng Ke's words, his laughter was even more exaggerated, "Revenge? You may not even be able to protect this master, and you still want to take revenge."
Should I call you naΓ―ve, or should I call you naΓ―ve?
How powerful these elders are, we have inquired very clearly.
We've got enough people with us this time, and you're definitely in danger this time.
The most powerful person is Mrs. Zirou, but dare to ask Mrs. Zirou, can you beat us alone?"
The Yang Sect Master sideways made a small gap, and a man with an unattractive appearance walked to the Yang Sect Master's side.
"See this man? He's the one we chosen.
He has entered the peak of the late Yuan Infant Period, not that I brag, all of you here are scum. β
Just as they were showing off their might, they suddenly smelled a sweet sensation in the air, like eating a marshmallow.
Someone in the crowd asked, "What does it smell like? Do you smell something in the air? It seems to smell herbs." β
The person who spoke was a disciple of the Qingwu Sect, and his position in the Qingwu Sect was just an outer disciple.
If an inner disciple stood here, it would immediately make everyone breathless.
However, this outer disciple only smelled the smell of herbs, but he didn't know what kind of medicine it was.
As for the others, they replied, "I smelled again, sweet, like a piece of candy that my mother gave me when I was young." β
As the two spoke, more and more people began to say they smelled the same thing.
Among these people, only the person who was called the peak of the Yuan Infant Stage by the Yang Sect Master immediately held his breath after feeling that something was wrong, but for some reason he didn't alert the others.
And after the Yang Sect Master was elated for a while, he suddenly felt that something was wrong.
How could there be a sweet smell in the good air? By the time he tried to hold his breath again, it was too late.
I saw that all the disciples from Mengle Sect gave way one after another, and Deputy Master Meng and an old man appeared behind them, walking towards them slowly.
"If it weren't for the fact that the barrier had been destroyed, I really couldn't have imagined that a group of you would have such great power.
You have once again shown me the truth of ants shaking trees. Because of a few of you ants, you have affected the entire immortal cultivation world. β
The Yang Sect Master was taken aback, obviously he had inquired clearly before that the mysterious Meng Deputy Sect Master was no longer in charge of the sect's affairs, but why did he come out this time?
Deputy Sect Master Meng liked to see Sect Master Yang with a shocked and disbelieving look on his face.
"I did say that I was not in charge of the sect, but there are special circumstances.
Just like you are looking for trouble one by one, trying to destroy Monrakumon, how can I do nothing. β
As he spoke, he began to admire the dull eyes of the crowd, watching them want to rush up to fight for their lives, but they were afraid that they would really lose their lives, so they stood in place and swayed from side to side but did not dare to move.
"You just smelled the air, didn't you?
You'd better stop using spiritual power now, these medicinal powders are just applied to your body, and if you use spiritual power, the spiritual power will dissipate.
If this spiritual power dissipates, then don't think about cultivating anymore in this life. β
Hearing this, everyone didn't dare to use their spiritual power.
Let's not say whether this is true or not, no one dares to really fight their own future to test this kind of thing.
It was the one who had held his breath before, and when the smell in the air had disappeared, he untied his breath.
He half-squinted at Deputy Sect Master Meng, this Deputy Sect Master Meng was the purpose of his here.
Although he doesn't know why the master did this, he will unconditionally believe that the master killed the master and the person he killed.
Slowly condensed his spiritual power, and the spiritual power that had just been condensed in his hand dissipated instantly.
This is not the most critical problem, the most critical thing is that he feels that the Yuan Infant in his body is slowly disappearing.
Looking at Deputy Sect Master Meng in horror, Deputy Sect Master Meng smiled and said, "This is called being smart." Do you think you won't inhale these powders if you hold your breath?
These powders are inhaled into the body and attached to you in the same way, and you are treated the same as them.
This group of people don't dare to use spiritual power, don't you? You set an example for them!"
This person couldn't believe that all this was true, and tried to condense the spiritual power again, only to find that he couldn't communicate with the spiritual power.
He really panicked, if he really became a waste like this, how should he repay his master's kindness in the future?
The people around him were far away from this person, and they really didn't dare to use their spiritual power now.
But they're very worried about whether they're going to die here right now.
The master of the Yang Sect finally knew that he was panicking, and was so frightened that he peed his pants and knelt on the ground to beg for mercy, "It's my fault, it's my fault, it's me who was blinded by lard and wanted to step on it when Mengle Gate was vulnerable."
I beg you, let me go. I don't want to die, I really don't want to die. β
Meng Ke laughed angrily, he didn't expect this person to be so bullying and afraid of the hard.
Only the disciple of Qingwu Sect asked with a look of admiration: "I wonder if Deputy Master Meng can tell me, what kind of medicine is this, why have I never heard of it?"
Deputy Sect Master Meng sneered, "This medicine of mine is unique, of course you don't know." Even if I say my name, you won't know, and you don't even have the right to know where I came from. β
In the course of this brief conversation, a small group of people who were afraid of death fell to their knees and begged for mercy.
They went to beg Deputy Master Meng, but Deputy Master Meng was indifferent, and they went to beg Meng Ke and Zirou again, hoping to get their forgiveness and not kill them.
Deputy Master Meng suddenly looked at Meng Ke, "Do you still need to deal with anything?"
After being reminded by Deputy Sect Master Meng, Meng Ke remembered the disciple who was hurt.
Then he asked, "If we don't kill you, I want you to tell me who was the first to do it to my sect?"
Seeing another chance to live, this group of people began to desperately exonerate themselves.