The heroine eavesdropped on her heart, and my villain's character collapsed.

I saw that no disciple stood up and continued to play against me.

Qiu Fenghan smiled with satisfaction. It seems that except for Qiu Dabao, a rotten tree that cannot be carved, the other disciples are still very sensible.

"Okay, that's it for today. Let's all go back and practice hard."

He waved his hand, and the many outer disciples receded like a tide.

After dismissing a group of disciples, he took out another bottle of medicine and threw it to the outer elder and said: "Daguan, take this bottle of Chang Ming Pill and give it to Wuji. It should be fine. If there are any other problems, you can come and find them." I’ll be fine.”

"Ok."

The outer elder nodded. Although he was extremely dissatisfied with Ye Qiu, he couldn't say anything.

After all, the second elder has spoken, and he obviously wants to protect this guy to death.

"Ye Qiu, come with me."

Qiu Fenghan glanced at Ye Qiu and asked him to follow him, and the two walked in tandem.

Qiu Fenghan didn't speak, and Ye Qiu didn't mean to take the initiative to speak, silently tending to the injuries in his body.

He had learned something from his fight with the outer sect elders just now. After recovering from his injuries, his cultivation would definitely improve further.

"We must break through to the Heavenly Realm as soon as possible!"

Ye Qiu thought secretly in his heart.

For the loss he suffered from the outer sect elders today, he would have to pay this old guy back tenfold or a hundredfold sooner or later.

After walking into a bamboo forest following the autumn wind, Ye Qiu heard the sound of a torrent coming from ahead.

After walking out of the bamboo forest, Ye Qiu saw a waterfall falling down like a galloping horse. There were several thatched houses built beside the waterfall, and there were signs of fires for cooking outside the door.

"Am I going to face the wall here and think about it?"

Ye Qiu pointed to a few thatched houses and asked, feeling quite happy in his heart.

Isn't it better to practice alone here than to get along with those insects in the outer sect?

"Yes, but you have to go to practice under the waterfall and meditate there for twelve hours every day."

Qiu Fenghan pointed at the waterfall.

Ye Qiu glanced at it. Such waterfalls could easily handle such a practice, not to mention his peak of the Heavenly Realm and the Earthly Realm.

So he nodded and confirmed again: "Besides practicing, will I live in this thatched house the rest of the time?"

"You can sleep in the water if you like. You can't leave this area anyway. I'll come see you in half a month. If you're lazy and slippery, I'll give you more."

The cold autumn wind left a word and then drifted away.

If this boy is not polished in this way, the hostility in his heart will be too strong, and sooner or later he will become a person with an extreme temperament.

After the old guy left, Ye Qiu chose a thatched hut, which contained a simple bed with a thin quilt and a wooden pillow.

He took off his clothes and threw them on the bed.

Ye Qiu, wearing a pair of big pants, followed Qiu Fenghan's instructions and ran to the bottom of the waterfall to meditate.

After jumping into the middle of the waterfall, Ye Qiu sat down cross-legged and quickly stabilized his body. The huge impact of the falling waterfall did not affect him at all.

Only after a moment, Ye Qiu suddenly realized that Qiu Fenghan's punishment was not that simple.

The water in this waterfall is extremely cold, and the cold will penetrate the body, making it more painful than being in an ice cellar.

After coming back to his senses, Ye Qiu turned around with a cold face as he circulated the zhenqi in his body to resist the cold air, and then he felt much better.

Just like this, the true energy and cold energy in his body seemed to be engaged in a tug-of-war, and the two sides were in a stalemate.

This cold air is endless, but the true energy in Ye Qiu's body will eventually be exhausted.

"I see."

Ye Qiu understood Qiu Fenghan's good intentions in throwing him here. This was obviously a different kind of extreme training.

Of course, if you can't hold on, those twelve hours will be really painful.

……

When Ye Qiu was taken away, Tang Yu naturally did not follow him to watch the fun. Instead, he was dragged to eat hot pot by a group of disciples with foreign surnames such as Wang Kangping and others.

There is a special canteen in the Jiutian League for disciples to eat, and the food is pretty good.

However, the Western Zhou of Jiutian Alliance is surrounded by mountains and forests, and there are many delicacies and game, so the disciples often make small stoves by themselves.

In order to entertain Tang Yu, Wang Kangping and others specially brought out all the wine and drinks in their collection.

A group of people were eating hot pot and singing songs, and the atmosphere was so joyful.

For the disciples with the surname surnamed Wai in the outer sect, Qiu Wuji and a group of disciples surnamed Qiu were in bad luck today.

That's a good thing worth celebrating.

Tang Yu had already understood the grudges between the disciples surnamed Wai and the disciples surnamed Qiu, and was accustomed to it.

This is also a common thing among the ancient martial arts sect.

Many ancient martial arts sects cannot develop in the long term just by relying on their own disciples, so they have to recruit outsiders.

But to the disciples with the surname Qiu, these disciples with other surnames were like transfer students. Over time, they naturally divided into two factions and fought with each other.

The elders turned a blind eye to the conflicts between them.

As long as the two sides don't cross the line like Ye Qiu, they will not help each other and even be happy to see the result.

If you don't fight, how can you have the mind to practice?

Taking advantage of the drunkenness, Tang Yu and this group of disciples with foreign surnames found out everything about the Nine Heavens Alliance.

Only these disciples with foreign surnames didn't know much about the affairs between the Ye family and the Jiutian Alliance. Wang Kangping's tongue began to get knotted as soon as he drank too much, and he couldn't speak clearly.

"Brother Ling, why are you asking this? This has been going on for so many years. I know that the fight was earth-shaking at that time. Three of our ninth elders died. The seventh elder said that he would go out to avenge the remnants of the Ye family. After so many years of walking, There is no movement, and now there are actually only five of the nine elders left."

Several other disciples with foreign surnames nodded, and that was all they knew.

Regarding what happened back then, only some elders knew the inside story.

It’s not like no one asked the elders about it, and then they taught them how to behave.

"Just curious."

Tang Yu chuckled. He was a little disappointed that he couldn't find out the core information. He planned to look for an opportunity to ask Qiu Zitong later.

Grandpa Qiu Zitong is the great elder of the Nine Heavens Alliance. As a core member of the Qiu family, she must know a lot.

"Hey, hey, hey, we're all old people."

Wang Kangping cheered a few times and continued to pour wine for Tang Yu from the bottle. He smiled and said: "Come on, Junior Brother Ling, have a few more drinks. After you finish drinking, go back and go to bed early. I will ask you to attend the class together tomorrow morning and keep you safe." There’s a surprise.”

"What's the surprise?"

Tang Yu was intrigued.

Several other disciples with foreign surnames also looked at Wang Kangping. The elders would give lectures every half month, and they could indeed learn a lot.

But when it comes to surprises, what surprises can there be?

Wang Kangping smiled mysteriously, and after a moment of silence, he whispered: "The saint will come to class tomorrow."

Several disciples with foreign surnames grinned and laughed.

Tang Yu had just heard this group of people talking about the saint. The nine elders of the Nine Heavens Alliance were the most useful in speaking.

The saint's status is higher than that of the nine elders, but she does not interfere with the management of the Nine Heavens Alliance. The key is that she is good-looking and is extremely popular among the male disciples.

Every time she came to give a lecture, it was difficult for the female disciples to say anything, but the male disciples were basically all packed.

This is the same as studying. A bad old man gives a lecture on the stage and a beautiful teacher gives a lecture. The effect is completely different.

"Is the saint pretty?"

Tang Yu subconsciously became concerned about this issue.

"Good-looking, but not very good-tempered."

"Too cool-tempered."

"Indeed, I never see the saint give anyone a smile or anything like that."

The attitudes of these people were quite unified, and they were all obviously deeply impressed by the saint.