"Well, my Lord, let's think about going up the sword mountain and down the fire sea."

An elder said to he Qiming with a straight face. He Qiming had to smile and shake his head.

It's no less difficult for them to take a disciple from yipinjing to sippingjing. After all, their current accomplishments are wupinjing, so it's not easy to bring them out!

He Qiming thought about it for a while, and thought that the disciples of sipingjing didn't really think that they could bring it out, so he thought for a while and then said.

"Well, there are some difficulties in sipingjing. Then sanpingjing will take a disciple from the beginning of yipingjing and remember that it is the beginning! Take it all the way to sanpinjing, and you will get a pill of five kinds. If you can cultivate four kinds of disciples, give three pills. "

Speaking of this, he Qiming seemed to think of something again, and then said.

"Although it's not possible, I'd like to say that there are only twenty pills. They are first come, first served and later cultivated. Don't blame me if they're gone. Of course, you can wait until my eldest brother makes them for us next time."

When all the elders heard this, they suddenly felt something was wrong.

"My Lord, you are not good at mathematics. Just now Lord Ye has made five heats of pills, five in one heat. How can this become twenty pills?"

He Qiming listens, but shows a smile, then slightly takes Ao Jiao's way.

"Do you need me to explain why it's so obvious? I've swallowed the other five."

"Shit! Zhou paopi! "

Several elders shouted at the same time.

But he Qiming put his hand to it and said.

"I've made a deal with this big business, and I also call it the doctor's boss. It's not too much to make a 20% profit."

Several elders heard that, they were angry and annoyed, but they did not dare to show it, so they only sighed and shook their heads.

"That's all."

At this time, an elder suddenly came out and said.

"As a man, we should be more generous. Don't be angry with those three or five pills. As long as we work hard, we can't get anything."

For some reason, the elder said, and walked towards the gate of the hall.

When he finally got to the door, the elder clapped his hands and then turned to see he Qiming.

"Master, I have something else to do. Please excuse me first. What's the matter with you?"

and then I'll go away. I can't see everyone's face.

But slowly, the more the remaining elders think about it, the more they think about it, the more they think about it, the more they think about it.

Finally, half a minute after the elder ran, another elder suddenly clapped his hands and shouted.

"No! That old son of a bitch must have gone to pick a good seedling! "

When they heard this, they suddenly reacted and rushed out of the hall and ran towards his disciples' hall.

While running, the side of the mouth also scolded.

"Old thief, don't pick all the good seedlings for me. I want to see you one day."

Looking at the appearance of the elders running out, he Qiming's face showed a helpless wry smile, and he put away the five kinds of pills in his hand. In his mind, he recalled ye Ziheng's appearance today, but could not help sighing.

Things on Yunshan mountain have long been a topic of discussion in the martial arts circle. How could he not know it? But he didn't speak to ye Ziheng about it all the time. He didn't care about his eldest brother, but he thought that, at this time, he didn't speak, which was more effective for comfort.