I raised a bunch of monsters in my sect

Before the work in Ji Tong's hands was finished, his junior brother was already lying on the ground in a mess beside him.

Except for Mo Sang, the extremely lucky person, who was fine, the rest of the people were more or less injured, lying on the ground screaming ouch, ouch, ouch.

It's not fair, why does Senior Brother escape every time? Teach the children, I don't want to be beaten again, hum!

The fourth junior brother, Yun Chenchen, pitifully begged for help.

The fifth junior brother Wu Xie said unwillingly: We are both master's disciples, and my junior sister has not been beaten, huh!

Humph!

Ji Tong raised his hand and gave them both a piece of corn.

Junior sister has never started practicing. Why are you barking like dogs here? I think you are so idle that your skin is itching.

Look at the second junior brother, he is about to break through the fifth level and become a sixth level master. You are still wandering around there. If you continue like this, you will die in the ring sooner or later.

After the two of them heard this, their waists no longer hurt and their legs became stronger. They got up and shouted that they were going to practice.

Ji Tong was too lazy to pay attention to them, and only seriously taught Gu Qiqi the knowledge of various weapon refining materials.

Gu Qiqi was born with a good nose and was the most sensitive to various smells. Ji Tong immediately grasped her potential and immediately developed it intensively, leaving no time to waste.

Cultivation is a process of competing with heaven for life. You must get the ticket to Nascent Soul before your life span is approaching, so that you can live another 500 years.

Otherwise, no matter how powerful you are, you will still have to die when the time comes.

As soon as Gu Yanhui came back, he punished the disciples one by one, and then the depression in his heart was released.

The things he brought back this time were many and messy. Seven disciples squatted in the yard and worked hard for three hours before extracting the usable things. All the useless things were swept into a barn in the backyard.

There was a rideable demon beast fed there, mainly prepared for Ji Tong, a man who couldn't fly with a sword.

These materials are piled here like garbage, and some of them are not edible at all.

However, this monster is also very good at eating all the food that comes to it.

It can't do without food. These people often forget to feed it. It's more cost-effective to starve it to death than to starve it.

From here, it can be seen that this monster has a new spiritual consciousness and can be regarded as a spirit.

After Ji Tong poured the last bit of hard leather armor, bones, and even ore waste into the trough, he suddenly glanced at the level of this monster.

As a result, you won’t know it until you look at it, but you will be shocked when you look at it.

This monster has two bumps on its back. As long as it breaks through the first level and becomes a second-level monster, it will grow wings and fly in the void.

Ji Tong's mood was a little complicated.

He picked up this monster from the back mountain.

At that time, he was lying dying in a haystack, next to a monster beast that had been dead for many days, and its skin and flesh had begun to rot.

Surprisingly, this monster has pretty good talent and has the potential to grow into a great monster.

Therefore, he did not hesitate to strike first, and asked his fourth junior brother Yun Chenchen, who knew how to control beasts, to help him give this monster to the contracted beast.

Tsk, tsk... little bird, with your cultivation, you will be far away from me soon. From now on, it will be up to you to escape, so hurry up and work hard!

Being overtaken by a beast in cultivation, he still felt a little unhappy. He sighed and turned his head, and was shocked to see Gu Yanhui standing behind him like a ghost.

Master, why are you here?

From the time he opened up this place until now, Gu Yan has never come back, so it is inevitable to make a fuss.

Gu Yanhui looked at this eldest disciple with some confusion.

From the beginning, he was quite unwelcome. At first, he was mainly dissatisfied with his poor qualifications and a garbage spiritual root. Not to mention that he was slower than others in cultivation and had very little room for improvement.

Facts have proved that he was right. Ji Tong's cultivation was stuck here, with no sign of a breakthrough.

Even if he had the shamelessness to pester the junior sister who was practicing elixirs, and made the other party contribute a lot of elixirs to feed the child.

In the end, it was better to feed it to the dogs. The dogs might have turned into monsters after eating it, but the children had no reaction at all.

However, except for the problem of poor talent, this eldest apprentice is the closest to perfection among all the apprentices.

Early wisdom, good at solving problems, good-natured, diligent, respectful of teachers...

After so many years, no matter how big the prejudice is, it has been smoothed away by the kindness of the other party.

Regarding the matter of not being able to build a foundation, he actually never gave up.

First disciple, I have good news and bad news to tell you. Which one do you want to hear first?

Ji Tong became a little uneasy. Master had rarely been so serious with him, so he quickly expressed his stance.

Master, let's listen to the bad ones first!

The bad news is that for the ranking of Peak 72, I want you to lead a team to participate, and you have to be in the top ten, otherwise I will expel you from the school.

What?

Ji Tong stayed there as he listened, unable to believe that such cold words would come out of Gu Yanhui's mouth.

His temperament has always been very calm, but at this moment he was a little unbearable.

Master, you are forcing me to die!

At that time, I decided to participate in the 72-peak competition to train the juniors, not to risk my own death.

As we all know, those who are qualified to compete must be monks above the foundation level. Most of them are level three to level four, and only a few are as high as level eight or nine.

However, he was a ninth-level Qi practitioner who went up, and he was just a punching bag, and he didn’t even know how he died.

Gu Yan didn't look back at Ji Tong's flustered and pale face, but continued minding his own business,

In this competition, in addition to the regular genius tops, elixirs, swords, etc., there is also a special reward - foundation-breaking elixirs. There are only 50 in total. One of them is unique. It is a top-grade elixir mixed in. It’s a fishy thing.”

As long as you can enter the top ten, my teacher will definitely find a way to help you get this special pill. This is your only chance to change your destiny.

Either get beaten to death, advance to the top ten, or get out of Shushan. Tell me, how do you choose?

Ji Tong stood there stunned. He was frightened by Master's expulsion from the mountain at first, and was very upset.

After calming down at this time, I quickly got the answer I wanted.

Master, in that case, I am willing to give it a try.

Very good, this is what I, a Yulin Peak person, should be like. Don't worry, my master will supervise and guide you these days.

No matter what you say, it is also good to hold on to the Buddha's feet temporarily and learn more life-saving methods.

Ji Tong bowed deeply to Gu Yan and said, Thank you, Master, for your advice!

Okay, let's start practicing from now on. Prepare according to this list. Now make a pot of porridge, and then you all will eat it all for me. Not a drop will be left.

Gu Yanhui turned around, with an evil smile on his face.

Hey, you little boy, pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger in front of me, I don’t think you can do anything about it.

This great disciple hid many things from him, and he actually didn't see them clearly most of the time.

It just so happens that we can take advantage of this competition to study the strength of this great disciple.

As for the dead, oh, it doesn't exist. As long as he cares about someone, who dares to touch a hair of the disciples up and down the Shu Mountain!