Peerless Pill God

Qin Sheng also felt troubled. He had never thought that his' stop pretending 'would cause such a huge commotion. He had still underestimated the treatment of a powerful alchemist The Northland restricted area.    

On one side was the Hall of Fire, and on the other side was the Wind Palace. No matter which one he agreed to, he was destined to offend the other one!    

This made Qin Sheng feel very troubled. It was difficult for him to make a decision in a short period of time!    

"Palace Masters adults, I have already reported this matter to the Divine Palace. You two don't need to be anxious. Everything must be done according to the rules set by the Divine Palace. "At this moment, Teng Yang squeezed out a smile. He looked like the two Palace Masters who were about to get into a fight, adults, and smiled apologetically.    

The conflict between the Hall of Fire and the Wind Hall was not a matter of the past one thousand and a few hundred years, but a matter of ten thousand years.    

Meng Sanjian's eyes were sharp, as if they carried a terrifying Sword Intent. He just gave Teng Yang a cold glance, and Teng Yang, who had already restored his Cultivation Level to the Nine Heavy Saint realm, immediately lowered his head, not daring to look at him again.    

"Do you have the right to speak here?"    

"You talk too much, you deserve to be punished!"    

Three Swords of Meng's voice was as sharp as a sword. Teng Yang was like an invisible sword, piercing through the space between Teng Yang's eyebrows.    

"Aiya!"    

Teng Yang was in so much pain that he rolled on the ground and almost knelt down to beg for mercy.    

"What kind of ability does Meng Sanjian have to bully a fellow disciple whose cultivation realm is lower than yours?" Hall Master Murong shouted. A fiery red elemental energy burst out from his body. Wherever it passed, it seemed as if it had turned into a fiery red world, and all the Sword Qi were killed.    

"What kind of skill is this? If you have the guts, go to the Azure Sun Sect and cause a ruckus!" Palace Lord Mu Rong sneered, "I heard that you were bullied by the Azure Sun Sect a while ago!"    

Meng Sanjian's face turned pale. He glared at Palace Master Mu Rong. In front of Saints, it was not appropriate for him to make any more trouble. After all, his strength was slightly weaker than Palace Master Mu Rong's.    

"Qin Sheng, there is no such shop in this village. You have three days to report to Wind Palace. Otherwise, you will never be hired again!"    

After saying this, Meng Sanjian turned into a ray of sword light and disappeared into Saints.    

"What is it? Is it so hard to get along with Wind Palace?" Qin Sheng sneered in his heart.    

What Wind Palace? What Hall of Fire? He, Qin Sheng, didn't care at all. The only thing he cared about was when he could participate in the ancient battlefield mission and save his father.    

This was the most important thing.    

Of course, Qin Sheng didn't reject the idea of joining the Hall of Fire or the Wind Palace. After all, it was easy to enjoy the cool breeze under a big tree. The higher his position in the Black Dragon Mountain Temple, the higher the chance of him using his authority to find his father!    

After Meng Sanjian left, Saints also gradually left.    

"Qin Sheng, my Hall of Fire door will always be open for you. You should go back and think about it. " Palace Master Murong's attitude was much lower. It wasn't a humble attitude, but he treated Qin Sheng as someone of the same level. There wasn't the slightest bit of disrespect in his words and expression!    

Soon, only Qin Sheng, Teng Yang, and Liu Qiyue were left in the Beast Prison.    

The three of them looked at each other and smiled bitterly.    

The three of them did not expect that it was just a monthly in-name disciple examination. They did not expect that it would cause such a huge commotion.    

"We are very lucky, we are still alive!" Teng Yang was the first to laugh.    

"Qin Sheng, what do you plan to do?" Liu Qiyue asked curiously.    

Qin Sheng smiled and said, "Bring a little follower like you into the internal mountain!"    

"Hmph, who wants to be your little follower!" Liu Qiyue snorted coldly. She actually did not even greet him and left like a wisp of smoke. . .