"Ding! You collected a [Ben Lei Gong Essence (Dark Blue)], [Ben Lei Gong] experience value +566!"

Qin Huai looked at Hong San who was already dead, stepped forward and skillfully touched the body up and down.

There are only one hundred taels of silver notes from Nan Bank.

Other than that, nothing.

None of them brought any valuables with them when they went down to the mine.

What a pity.

Qin Huai glanced at the personal panel.

[Name]: Qin Huai

【Qi and blood】: 27.581

[Cultivation method]: [Long Qi Jue (24th floor (2014/3000)]

[Ben Lei Gong (Tenth Floor, 1047/2000)]

[Breathing Concentration Skill (Thirteenth Floor, 875/1000)]

[Spiritual Eye Method (Tenth Floor, 633/1000)]

[Skills]: [Pharmacy (Advanced, 571/1600)], [Blacksmithing (Intermediate, 199/400)]

[Boundary]: Blood Refining Level 2

"If Ben Lei Gong wants to continue to improve, it depends on the reaction of the Ben Lei Martial Arts Hall. But a few days ago, I saw the master's reaction to his plan to figure out. There will be friction, but it should be back on track soon."

After all, the usual theory of villains is that a dead genius is no longer a genius.

This statement is very applicable here.

"The only ones to watch out for are probably Hong San's uncle, Gu He, and his master, Qin Lao Liu."

"Gu He in the realm of three refinements..."

Qin Huai looked at his Long Qi Art.

According to the usual practice, the experience required for each ten-level skill bottleneck will increase by 1,000 points.

The thirtieth floor requires 4,000 points, and it takes 20,000 points to break through the third refinement.

I can collect two thousand experience points every day, which means ten days.

"It seems that I still have to ask Brother Fang Han and Master more."

If it doesn't work, he will see if he can find an errand for Luo Ya and the others in the martial arts gym to temporarily avoid the limelight.

Qin Huai stood up and ran towards the direction of Changshan Martial Arts.

This place is still within the center line of Ben Lei Martial Arts Hall, so it is not suitable to stay for a long time.

Changshan Wuguan.

Since Sun Ziyao started this tea party, many people in the martial arts hall have followed suit and invited their friends to hold similar parties.

Take this opportunity to exchange emotions and martial arts in the martial arts hall.

And among all the brothers and sisters, the most 'virtuous' and the most 'approachable' is Li Bowu, who is ranked nineteenth in the eight martial arts list.

Today Li Bowu taught everyone martial arts in the school grounds, a senior brother Hao simply left everyone behind after practicing.

There was a tea party on the spot.

"I have been in the martial arts gym for four or five years, and I found that our master accepts disciples in a regular way."

Brother Hao spoke.

In the Changshan Martial Arts Hall, the most eye-catching topic is who can become the master's disciple.

"What rules?"

"Senior Brother Hao, tell us quickly!"

All the disciples pricked up their ears.

Not far away, Li Bowu was also sitting upright, holding a teacup as if he was thinking about the philosophy of life, and seemed to be wandering to enlightenment.

But those who are careful will find that his ears obviously moved when he heard Senior Brother Na Hao say "personal disciple".

"Our great instructor, Senior Brother Rong Lirong, is the first personal disciple accepted by Master twenty years ago."

"The second deceased Senior Brother He was accepted by Master fifteen years ago."

"The third brother Fang Han was accepted ten years ago."

"As for the younger generation of our current Changshan Martial Arts School, Senior Brother Qi Yangbing was five years ago..."

When everyone heard Brother Hao's words, they were suddenly taken aback.

"You mean this year is..."

Brother Hao coughed lightly, "Every time Master accepts apprentices, it's the cold autumn. Most likely, the five-year autumn has some unique meanings to Master."

"Oh~"

Everyone responded.

Li Bowu even pricked up his ears.

"Of course, there must be some thresholds in this matter."

"For example, the years of entry, the talent of martial arts... Of course, the most important thing is the contribution to the martial arts."

"Although our master is not young, his actions are extremely... eclectic."

"The year before last, Qin Lao Liu from Benlei Martial Arts School had a lot of trouble in the mine. Master and his elders gave Brother Fang Han a full five packs of cartilage powder and aphrodisiacs, and asked Fang Han to go to the mine to get Yin Qin Lao Liu."

"I seem to have a little impression of this matter. Qin Lao Liu broke into Xianxiang Tower in a hurry for a year, and didn't come out for seven days and seven nights."

"Hiss... No, how do you know about this?" Someone questioned.

"At that time, I gave Master and other old people the medicine! They said it in front of me!"

Brother Hao made a decision.

"Then according to what you mean, if the master wants to accept his own disciples this year, who will it be?" Someone asked.

Brother Hao thought for a while, "I think... There are two candidates."

"One is Qin Huai, who has become famous recently."

"Let's not talk about talent, how fast is Chang Qi Jue at the 20th level in half a month? Looking at the entire Changshan Martial Arts School in the past ten years, I can't find a second person."

"The people who go to the mine to rescue don't talk about 20 or 30. They are very popular among the brothers and sisters. They work hard and climb the wall all day long to observe and study."

"really…"

Everyone nodded.

Li Bowu, who was not far away, frowned slightly when he heard it.

Brother Hao seemed to glance at Li Bowu on the side intentionally or unintentionally.

The subject changed, "Although Qin Huai is talented and popular, his qualifications are too low."

"If you want me to say it is the second candidate, our senior brother Li is the most suitable!"

"I?"

Li Bowu looked at the eyes of the crowd, his face was full of 'astonishment', 'surprise' and humility.

He waved his hands again and again, "I'm not suitable, I'm not suitable, what can I do?"

"Brother Li is the nineteenth genius in the eight martial arts list!"

"Senior Brother Qi Yangbing, who is the tenth, was handed down five years ago, so why should it be Senior Brother Li's turn now!"

"That's right, Brother Li has been working hard and diligently for so many years... He was also the one who fought hard with Lei Hong two years ago..." The man's voice suddenly dropped, "Although he never fought."

Li Bowu's expression was obviously unnatural.

His second refinement level is that he really doesn't have any record against the people who went to Benlei Martial Arts Hall.

"But who is Lei Hong, you can't say that Brother Li doesn't live up to it if you haven't beaten him, it's just that Lei Hong's grandson is too perverted."

"It's just..."

Everyone agreed.

This made Li Bowu's complexion ruddy, and his heart felt like he had eaten honey.

Why didn't he think so?

Li Bowu also remembered the person who spoke up for him just now, and when he became the fifth personal successor of Master, he would take good care of him.

But still very humble on the face, "I think Junior Brother Qin is better."

"Junior Brother Li has a good vision, and we think so too."

Suddenly, a dusty figure walked in from outside the door.

It was Qi Yangbing.

In the past two days, he went out of the city to suppress a den of bandits who dared to **** goods from the Changshan Martial Arts Hall.

As soon as he came back, he saw a group of people sitting and chatting together, so he joined in.

It's just that he didn't hear the previous part, only the last sentence Li Bowu praised Qin Huai.

"Brother Qi!"

"Brother Qi is back!"

The crowd stood up abruptly and greeted Qi Yangbing.

"Sit down, sit down."

Qi Yangbing waved his hand, motioning for everyone to sit down.

"Senior Brother, what did you mean by that just now?" Senior Brother Hao suddenly realized.

"Who are 'we'?"

"Senior Brother, Senior Brother Fang... It can be said that we have all given advice to Senior Brother."

Everyone looked at Qi Yangbing with puzzled expressions.

Qi Yangbing looked at the bewildered eyes cast on him, and suddenly realized, "Master hasn't said this yet?"

Li Bowu's heart skipped a beat~www.wuxiahere.com~ Could it be that Qin Huai really became a personal disciple?

He asked unwillingly, "What's the matter?"

"It's nothing, nothing..." Qi Yangbing got up and was about to leave.

But he was stopped by a group of brothers and sisters.

"Brother, tell us quickly, we promise not to tell others."

Qi Yangbing looked helpless, knowing that it was too late to cheat.

"Qin Huai is already Master's direct disciple, and Master accepted it when I left."

"Why?!"

Li Bowu almost blurted out.

He was full of dissatisfaction.

Looking at Li Bowu's reaction, Qi Yangbing felt a headache. He also knew the reason why Master wanted to hide it for two days.

This Li Bowu has talent and qualifications, but he is small-minded and hypocritical.

Hypocrisy.

A few years ago, he had a conflict with Ben Lei Martial Arts. This kid has always been a fisherman in troubled waters.

It's also a bit perfunctory for the apprentices in the martial arts hall.

He thought he was covering it up very well, but his master and his senior brothers saw it.

So the master has been reluctant to accept him as the fifth personal disciple.

"If you want to be the master's direct disciple, regardless of qualifications or not, at least you have to kill a few more grandchildren from the Benlei Martial Arts Academy, right?"

Li Bowu wanted to force himself to calm down, and began to find excuses to suppress Qin Huai.

But the resentment on his face was almost uncontrollable.

"Something happened! Something happened!"

An apprentice broke into the courtyard in a panic.

"The news came from the city that more than 20 people from the Benlei Martial Arts Museum died in one breath in the mine. It's all spread!"

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