Chapter 3 Section 9 Punished

"Master!" A group of disciples were silent in an instant and waited for Shangguan Cheng's punishment decision. At this time, Qin Tian suddenly looked up at Shangguan Cheng and said, "It's all the fault of the disciples. They called me to gamble on the dice. I should be the only one punished!"

"Hey, you still have reason! I will punish each of you!" Shangguan Cheng looked around at the disciples and said firmly.

"You! Shangguan Cheng is old-fashioned and unreasonable!" Qin Tian stood up, stared at Shangguan Cheng, and said dissatisfiedly.

The disciples were so surprised that they didn't expect Qin Tian to contradict the master like this.

How could Shangguan Cheng tolerate such rebelliousness as his disciples? At this time, his face turned green after listening to Qin Tian's words, and the "red wood" behind him was red, which was very frightening.

"Wan!"

A fierce wind passed quickly, rushing to Qin Tian, who was still dissatisfied at this time. Shangguan Cheng, who was angry and impatient, turned over his hand and sent a slap, which was not only a lesson for Qin Tian's insulting the master, but also a lot of his own unpleasant vents in recent days.

Although this palm is a lesson, it is also very strong.

"Wow!"

Blood flowed from the corners of Qin Tian's mouth and then slipped onto his tattered Taoist robe. Qin Tian's hand covering his chest was already covered with blood. Qin Tian looked around and was hit ten feet away by his master's palm. At this time, he hit a thick bamboo and fell to the ground and stopped.

"Qin Tian!" The two of the kneeling disciples ran out in a hurry and walked to the injured Qin Tian and supported him left and right. It is the enlightenment and He Ji.

"Master's anger is that his disciples are usually lazy. If there is any punishment, please punish the disciples. Master, please forgive the Qin Tian brothers. Mingjue saw that Qin Tian was seriously injured and only hoped that the master would calm his anger, otherwise with his character, this scene would be difficult to control.

"You, don't... Don't ask him... What is this bastard Taoist..." I don't know what the reason is. Qin Tian, who had been bleeding and his breath was already chaotic, was stubborn.

"You!"

is another rapid palm, with some dead branches and fallen leaves, like mountains and seas, invading Qin Tian's body. After this palm, Qin Tian's hand holding his chest couldn't hold it any longer. He slowly drooped down and his whole body fell down.

He passed out.

"Master, forgive me!" All the disciples fell to the ground and pleaded for Qin Tian.

"Hmm! This boy is such an asshole, why are you still ping for him? All right, seven of you will be punished for thinking behind closed doors for a month! Mingjue, you take this boy and go back first. Shangguan Cheng slapped Qin Tian. At this time, when he saw the boy fainting, his anger was slightly eliminated.

"Yes, Master."

Mingjue was about to help Qin Tian, but he saw the seal in Shangcheng's hand and a fantasy purple light. Mingjue thought that the master was going to take action again, and couldn't help shouting: "Master..."

Seeing that this fantasy purple light was very illusory floating, Shangguan Cheng slowly pushed the purple light into Qin Tian's body in a coma. In an moment, it could be seen that Qin Tian's original pale face slowly improved and had a little blood color.

"Thank you, Master!" I am aware that this is the way of healing in the Lingcaowu School, which can be regarded as the high-end Taoism in the three halalisms.

"The stinky boy is dead, who will cook for everyone?" Shangguan Cheng said coldly, "Go quickly. When this boy recovers, I will punish you!"

Mingjue helped Qin Tian, slowly walked away and disappeared into this bamboo forest.

The disciples also knew that Qin Tian's life was in danger, and they were relieved a lot. Now in the face of the master, even if he is punished for a month to think behind closed doors, it's nothing. Everyone saw Shangguan Cheng standing with his hands on his hands and looking at the bamboo sea, and they didn't know what he was thinking. The seven disciples knelt on the ground and were at a loss.

"He Ji!" Shangguan Cheng suddenly shouted.

"Master!" He Jicheng is afraid to respond.

"You all go down first. Within a month, I closed the door and thought about it!" Shangguan Cheng ordered everyone to disperse and leave a man.

"Master, if the disciple is wrong, please punish him." He Ji has always been valued by Shangguan Cheng, and he is also at fault in today's affairs.

"That's all!" Shangguan sincerely waved his hand and stopped talking about this matter, but said, "Where has your Taoism practice gone?"

He Ji didn't expect that the master would ask him about his practice of Taoism. He hesitated for a moment, and then replied, "Master, my disciple has just practiced to the eighth level of Yuqing."

"En, on the eighth floor, Yuqing is also about to break through." Shangguan Cheng's serious expression also eased a little. These disciples, who have been in this school for less than half a year, can be in such a short time

There are very few people who break through the Yuqing level and reach a higher class, not to mention the Qingzhufeng faction, even the whole Sanqing Gate.

"They are all cultivated by masters!" He Ji looked at the master's expression and said humbly.

"There has always been no way to be a teacher, and you don't have to be modest. Among everyone, your talent is the best. In the future, you must remember to practice diligently, don't slack off, and don't fool around with everyone like today!" Shangguan sincerely has both praise and vigilance, and he can only agree to it.

"In addition, I learned from the leader that after March, there was a martial arts meeting, and it was the Kuntong faction who came to challenge us. Ben sent three people and one disciple from each other faction, a total of seven people, against seven members of the Kuntong faction. Shangguan Cheng will talk about martial arts in detail.

"So, which three people is the master going to send? No, there won't be a disciple, right?" After hearing this, He Jing was very excited. This martial arts meeting was once in ten years, and it was a rare opportunity to show it in the door.

"You?" Shangguan Cheng looked at He Ji and said, "Naturally you are the only one. My five closed disciples don't know whether they can get out of the customs as scheduled after March. Even if they leave the customs, they may not successfully enter the Qing level. In the past three months, your task is very heavy, that is, to break through the jade level with all your strength.

When He Ji heard the master say this, he knew that the master was well-intentioned and only pointed and said, "Yes, Master."

"Also, although this "Three Halal Words" is a scripture book that all disciples can practice, this is the experience of the teacher's painstaking cultivation. It is recorded one by one on the side of the text, which is also a non-closed disciple. I will give it to you now." Shangguan Cheng took out an ancient book from his arms and saw that it was nothing unusual with ordinary books, but the paper was simple and quite windy.

It turns out that this "Three Halal Words" is not magical and unpredictable. It is not accessible to ordinary people. It is just a book. But the key point is that the whole book is difficult to understand, and it is difficult for ordinary people to see its meaning and understand the profound artistic conception of the debut method.