Chapter 205: Are there any more?

Stop talking.
The words startled the Quartet.
The value of the medicinal soup is actually good. It can restore energy within two hours for a body refiner, and the pot of soaking needs at least one hundred gold, or even hundreds of gold. For a disciple, maybe not much.
But if this happens every day, plus the thousands of outer disciples in the extreme mountains, it would be terrifying to add up to expenses.
Needless to say, the value of that medicated diet, everyone knows well. Of course, they don't believe that Extreme Realm Mountain can eat medicated food for every disciple, but even for some outstanding disciples, that is an exaggeration.
Everyone couldn't help but talk.
"Is the giant two-star sect so rich?"
"This treatment far exceeds the treatment of our inner sect disciples."
"Iron man exercises, medicated soup to restore energy, and medicated diet as the backing. If you persist in practicing for a year, isn't the speed of practice far surpassing the same qualifications? It's no wonder that the realms of Extreme Mountain are so high.
Hearing this discussion, the elders of Extreme Mountain's smile became even brighter.
However, at this time, a discordant, extremely harsh sound suddenly came from the crowd.
The sound is not loud, but it happens to be heard.
"The body-refining cultivator cultivated in this way is not a waste?"
Yes, that's right!
The person who said this is Wen Ping.
Just when Wen Ping was secretly happy to find the first shortcoming of Extreme Realm Mountain, he didn't notice that the people around him turned their attention to him. Seeing this, Luo Qianye quickly smiled embarrassingly at everyone.
"Sect Master Yang, stop talking."
Luo Qianye felt helpless, as if he had seen Wen Ping in the stands again.
At that time, Wen Ping became the first person without a star sect to sit in the front row, and finally got lucky. Now, in front of so many people, it is said that the Siamese monks of Extreme Mountain are abolished.
"No, let him say. I don't know what it means!"
The elder of Extreme Mountain said indifferently, and immediately stared at Wen Ping with cold eyes. Of course, his "let him say" is not really for Wen Ping to say, it's just an irony, it's half a threat.
At this time, even people who are ignorant will quickly apologize and dare not say a word at all.
But Wen Ping didn't care, he looked upright and really answered, "Unfortunately, it took so many gold coins to cultivate a bunch of waste."
Hearing Wen Ping's words, the people around couldn't help but cast a cold eye, secretly cursing Wen Ping's rudeness.
Especially when I saw Wen Ping's age, I subconsciously thought it was the young master of which force. Because only the kind of young master who is used to dazzling martial arts, can no one go to the upper extreme mountain and say that it is not the extreme mountain.
But as far as Wen Ping is concerned, he is really not a bitch.
The first of the ten shortcomings!
Using medicine to help the cultivator recover his strength is the biggest failure. As we all know, what the body refiner pursues is the limit of the body, which is a process of transcendence. What needs to be done is not only to degenerate in strength, speed, and ability to resist, but also to degenerate in all aspects of physical function.
Always relying on the medicinal soup to restore physical strength will only make the body slack and rejuvenate the practice.
Over time, the functions that the body should have disappeared.
According to Wen Ping's view, Jijingshan has achieved some results in this way, but it indirectly harmed them.
The elder of Extreme Mountain couldn't hold his face at this moment, and his stern face swept toward Wen Ping with a cold eye, while his fist was already clenched. Luo Qianye had no choice but to help round the game.
"Elder Hua, my friend is drinking too much."
When a Tongxuan Middle Realm speaks, naturally everyone has to give some face. The elder Hua of Extreme Mountain had to squeeze some smiles again, also to make the people of the three-star sect stop watching their jokes.
When he turned his head, Luo Qianye immediately asked Wen Ping in a low voice, "Sect Master Yang, what are you doing?"
"Cultivating a disciple is more than just looking at the present. Now that he has achieved great achievements and has given a long face to the sect, what can he do? He is just embarking on the road of failure in another way."
Wen Ping answered without hesitation.
Luo Qianye smiled helplessly. He knew that Wen Ping's sect had seven body refining at the age of 15 and double dirt fonts. He also has a task that can be called a monster in body training.
In teaching his disciples, he admired Wen Ping's special talents.
Perhaps Wen Ping is the kind of natural suzerain!
However, he didn't quite understand why Wen Ping said that. Could it be that the existence of the Iron Man Court is a misunderstanding?
Wen Ping naturally saw Luo Qianye’s puzzlement, so he continued to explain:
As a cultivator. It’s not just strength, speed, and resistance to attack, but everything. It’s like using medicinal soup. It can help people to regain their energy, and naturally it can also help people forget their ability to regain their energy. Over time, the body will rely more and more on the medicinal soup, instead of losing the things that you should practice in the realm of physical training.
Wen Ping had already considered this point.
Therefore, life cigars have not been sold much since the Yang Lele incident, and they are kept for smoking.
The rest is sent to Yu Mo to help him detox.
The purpose is not to let his disciples rely too much on life cigars.
At this moment, the elder Hua of Jijing Mountain thought that Wen Ping would stop here, but he did not expect Wen Ping to speak, and the uncomfortable expression on his face became a little overwhelming. He immediately asked in a cold voice: "Friend, you are on purpose. Are you here to provoke our extreme mountain?"
Wen Ping turned his gaze around, and his gaze fell on the person in the front of the three-star sect, and then the person in the extreme mountain said: "Elder Hua, let us look at the others. This iron man's court is really meaningless."
"you!"
Elder Hua immediately walked a few steps.
He was already enough for Wen Pingyuan, and he didn't expect that now he would provoke Extreme Mountain again and again.
At this time ~EbookFREE.me~ he is about to lean over.
Luo Qianye quickly stopped, "Elder Hua, don't be angry, my friend saw this scene for the first time. In fact, he also came from a very small sect, which led to his criticism of the Iron Man Court. "
Facing Luo Qianye's words, the elder of Extreme Mountain could only respond: "If this is the case, then we will walk around here again and we will go to the inner gate immediately! The old man would like to see, what else can your friend say? Come."
Friends in the middle realm of Tongxuan will definitely not be bad, which is inevitable in the eyes of the old man surnamed Hua.
But it's okay if you don't walk around. This one walks around the outside door and gets a sentence from beginning to end.
"Anything else?"
Everyone can hear this, Luo Qianye's friend, is not interested in the training ground of Extreme Mountain at all.
The old man surnamed Hua glanced at the two three-star sect members, and when he saw that they were not interested in them, he immediately gritted his teeth and said, "If this is the case, please move the inner door!