Hearing the Sect Master's words, Luo Ming and the four black-robed attendants all nodded respectfully, "Understood."
After speaking, the five figures in the air slightly shook, and in the next second, they had already disappeared from everyone's sight.
Qin Yue secretly sighed in his heart. Now that he had calmed down, he felt that he was indeed too impulsive just now. He was so angered by that brat Long Bufan that he actually fought with Long Bufan at the competition site. Fortunately, the Sect Master did not blame him, or else he would not be able to avoid a punishment according to the sect rules.
However, Qin Yue could not just let it go today, or else his dignity would be ruined. However, he did not dare to act rashly in front of the Sect Master, so he had a breath of air stuck in his heart, making him feel very uncomfortable.
This was the word "Qi" that was often mentioned in martial cultivation. When the Qi was smooth, one's thoughts would be clear, and one's mood would be refreshed. The Yuan Power in one's body would naturally flow without obstruction, and the meridians would be easier to connect.
On the other hand, if the Qi was not smooth, it would cause one's thoughts to not be clear, and one's emotions would be suppressed and easily angered. This would cause the Yuan Power in one's body to be obstructed, and it would instead accumulate in one's body. Over time, it would form a mouthful of anger.
This was the so-called anger attacking one's heart. Not only would one be unable to cultivate in peace, but it could also cause one's martial cultivation to be restricted. Even when breaking through a critical bottleneck, this Qi could turn into an inner demon, causing a martial artist's will to be lost, forever immersed in obsession, and finally suffering from Qi Deviation.
Ying Yuanzi lightly stroked his beard, and his gentle eyes revealed a wise light. Naturally, he could see that Qin Yue had a breath of air stuck in his heart. Of course, as the Sect Master, he would not be biased towards any of his disciples.
Then, his gaze turned to Long Bufan, and with a kind expression, he said with a faint smile, "Long Bufan, this is the third time we've met."
"The third time? Isn't it twice? " Long Bufan's expression was slightly stunned, and he muttered to himself. He remembered that the last time he met the Sect Master was when he was being interrogated in the Law Enforcement Hall. That person was Ying Yuanzi's clone. Including this time, it had only been two times. When was the third time?
Could it be that this old man was like that perverted Hong Tianyun who used the Space Rune to trick him into resurrecting and secretly paid attention to him?
Ying Yuanzi continued, "Your aptitude is not bad, but you are a little impulsive and love to stir up trouble. This time, you disrupted the quarterly assessment and openly provoked the elder brother of the sect, violating the sect rules. Therefore, I punish you by disqualifying you from participating in the subsequent assessments. Do you have any objections?"
Upon hearing this, Long Bufan's heart immediately flipped out. "F * ck, of course I have objections. It's not like I'm in the wrong!"
However, he was only speaking out of anger. He wasn't stupid enough to shout at Ying Yuanzi, the Sect Master of a sect. This old man's strength was unfathomable. If they were to really fight, the old man could probably poke him to death with a single finger.
"Serves you right!" Qin Yue sneered.
"This disciple has no objections and is willing to accept the punishment."
Then, after pondering for a while, Long Bufan finally nodded and pretended to be wronged as he said, "Lord Sect Master, since you've disqualified me from the assessment, then can I keep the Snake Gall Marrow Cultivation Pill as a souvenir?"
Long Bufan snorted in his heart. I've spent so much effort, I can't go back empty-handed.
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