The Lord of the Imperial Palace reached out and stroked his long beard and said, "Uncle Yan Yuan, how do you think we should treat Dian Wan?"

Yan Yuan seemed to have thought of this question for a long time and said directly: "Two words, keep it!"

"Even a dog can raise feelings over time, not to mention that if Dian Wan is really Fang Dang, the chance of success with emotion will be higher."

"I carefully studied the experience of Fang Dang. This guy grew up in the Rotten Poison Beach with his younger brother and sister. He is a person with great affection. As long as he puts some effort into him, he will naturally be able to really become a disciple of my Fire Poison Immortal Palace. At that time, what is the difference between the magic weapon of the Nascent Soul cultivator in his hands and in our hands? Ask him to take it out and study the mysteries together. Can he still refuse? You must know that no cultivator can study it thoroughly by relying on his own strength. Perhaps after Fang Dang let go of his guard, he will take the initiative to take out the magic weapon of the Nascent Soul cultivator for everyone to learn it."

The Lord of the Imperial Palace frowned slightly and said, "But, that may take ten years or even longer."

Yan Yuan smiled and said, "Do you still feel that you will lose money if you change the magic weapon of a Nascent Soul monk in ten years?"

The Lord of the Imperial Palace smiled and nodded.

The Fire Poison Venerable had a solemn expression on his face and said, "What if he is really just Dian Wan, he is not Fang Dang at all?"

Venerable Yan Yuan asked back: "Isn't Dian Wan worth cultivating?"

"But if Dian Wan was Fang Dang, he would never stump him for questioning his original heart. After all, Fang Dang had even survived the five major difficulties of the Miaofa Gate. After questioning his original heart, Tianyang would fight with him. It would be natural that Dian Wan would not kill Tianyang. But what if Tianyang forced Dian Wan out of his true form? Once Fang Dang showed his travels, he would probably run away immediately. Do we tell Tianyang not to accept Dian Wan's fight?" At this time, another venerable with an ordinary appearance spoke. This is obviously the most critical issue at the moment.

"No, there is no need to break the rules of the Immortal Palace for Dian Wan. Everything should be done according to the rules of the Immortal Palace. You should do whatever you want. Raising people is like raising poison. You should not be too close or too distant! It is absolutely impossible to follow the rules if you have rules. Otherwise, how can you tell Tianyang? Tell him not to accept Dian Wan's public battle challenge? How can he withstand this with his face?" Venerable Yan Yuan said with a smile.

The Fire Poison Venerable became silent at this time, and the light in his eyes was slightly shaking.

The Lord of the Imperial Palace saw the eyes of the Fire Poison Venerable and sighed slightly in his heart. The life-saving straw is right in front of him. Who can watch him float away without reaching out to grab it? Even if he knows that the life-saving straw is useless, he will definitely not let it go! The person who is about to drown can do anything.

"It seems you have to be careful of what extreme things the Fire Poison Venerable did." The Lord of the Imperial Palace sighed slightly in his heart. The position of the Lord of the Palace is really not that easy to do!

Dianwan returned to his room to clean up. In fact, Dianwan had no luggage to clean up. He came directly to the Fire Poison Immortal Palace alone without even a package. So he left as soon as he said he could leave, and there was nothing to clean up.

But Dian Wan still returned to the room and lay on the bed. After taking a nap, he stood up. After a pair of tired and sleepy eyes glanced at Huang Yi and Zixiong, he walked out of the room and headed towards the Taoist Palace without looking back.

Huang Yi looked at Dian Wan's disappearing figure and frowned slightly. Then Huang Yi turned his head to look at Zixiong. Looking at Zixiong's cheeks that were constantly stimulating, and feeling the coldness of the room, Huang Yi suddenly felt a terrifying feeling. Is he going to live alone with this guy now?

"Why wouldn't this guy eat me while he was sleeping?"

When Huang Yi thought of this, he felt that he should go to fill the toilet.

When Huang Yi thought of the toilet, he couldn't help but take out the cast pill and eat it. Perhaps he could achieve the realm of Qi training. He became an inner disciple in one step. After becoming an inner disciple, he no longer had to pour the toilet. He would obtain jade shell stones for cultivation every day, and he would no longer have to be busy with these tedious things.

Huang Yi pinched the cast pill, and after a while, he shook his head slightly and did not swallow it.

After Dianwan's casting pill achieved the Qi training realm, I don't know how many people were inspired. The casting pill contains dozens of pills in the hands of outer disciples. Some were obtained from the last time in the Newcomer Competition in previous years, and some were obtained after completing various sect tasks.

These elixirs have one thing in common, that is, most of them are not surrendered by external disciples. Because they have no confidence, external disciples always feel that they are still much short of it, and casting this elixir is not easy to obtain, so ordinary people will never surrender it easily until they are full of confidence.

Generally speaking, the success rate of swallowing the cast pill and entering the Qi refining realm is about 50%, which is basically half successful and half failure.

But Dian Wan's success inspired many outer disciples. After the battle of the arena, more than 30 outer disciples swallowed the pill on the same day. There were actually quite a few successful people. Nearly twenty outer disciples entered the Qi training stage, and the success rate increased to 70%.

Although these outer disciples are not qualified to become inner disciples, their future is at least bright.

Most of the success of these people is enough for their own accumulation, and the other half is completely inspired by Dian Wan, with a strong confidence and a stable heart. Only then can they achieve the state of qi cultivation in one go.

Speaking of which, these people have received benefits from Dian Wan, so they should be thanked by Dian Wan.

But no one admits this.

But with this success, more than 20 outer disciples swallowed the cast pill, but the result was terrible. Only seven people achieved the Qi training level, and the success rate dropped to 30%. These people had no foundation at all and had too high confidence in themselves. Of course, it would be fine if they were not successful. After all, cast pill is a tonic and can help warriors repair their own shortcomings.

Huang Yi was once moved when facing so many successful people, but he held back. Staying awake is his greatest advantage. He knows when he should do what.

Huang Yi covered his mouth and nose with a cloth towel, then took the toilet to Ganlu Well. He was the only one on the path. He recited the alchemy formula while walking. Although he couldn't use it at all now, he thought that he could use it sooner or later. Although he was jealous of others' success in one step, he still had to practice steadily, right?

Dian Wan came to the door of the Taoist Palace again. Of course, it was too exaggerated to say that it was the door. In fact, this was a chicken circle. Passing through the stone road in the chicken circle was the most majestic building in the Taoist Palace, a dilapidated building covering an area of ​​more than 30 square meters.

Dianwan didn't care about the spotted chicken poop on the ground. This place is simply a paradise compared to where he grew up.

At this time, Zheng Qiao was squatting at the door to pluck chicken feathers. It could be seen that this guy should have been very good at plucking chicken feathers before, but he hadn't done it for too long and was a little unfamiliar.

Zheng Qiao and other poison cultivators had bad faces. They took poison all day long and their faces were naturally eroded by poison. Zheng Qiao had a slightly crooked mouth, with his eyes big and small. When Dian Wan came, he couldn't help but smile and said, "Seventh Junior Brother, come, come, today is just fishy, ​​I'll give you a chicken leg!"

Dian Wan was not very adaptable to the title of the seventh junior brother. He walked to Zheng Qiao and watched Zheng Qiao pull the chicken feathers. Then Dian Wan said strangely: "The poison cultivator turns poison gas into mist, and he can remove all the chicken feathers in just one stroke. Is it necessary to pull out so hard one by one?"

Zheng Qiao showed a smile that you didn't understand when he heard this: "Picking chicken feathers is a pleasure. Come and smell it. The fragrance of the chicken is. Tsk, swallowing the water while pulling the chicken feathers. It tastes great."

Dian Wan nodded, stood up, and thought to himself: "This guy probably has damaged his brain by poison."

Walking into the most majestic building of the Taoist Palace, several inner disciples were practicing with their hands pinched poison pills.

The whole room was filled with poisonous gas.

Among them, the poisonous substance around the body with the highest cultivation level is constantly changing, turning into various birds, insects and beasts, lifelike and lifelike, which is amazing. This person's cultivation level has reached the level of the fifth-class poisonous qi-turned beast in the "Dog Refining Heavenly Sutra".

There are three cultivation levels below this person but they can also turn poison gas into insects. The other two cultivation levels are stuck in the state of poison gas into fog. This is the most intuitive moment to observe the cultivation levels of these monks.

The disciple of the Taoist Palace with the highest cultivation level opened his eyes and saw Dian Wan's eyes flashing. Then he smiled and said, "Master just ate a fat chicken. He has been in seclusion from today. When you end your torture of your heart and defeated Tianyang Lord, Master should come out of seclusion.

Dian Wan was slightly surprised, but he was not too curious.

"My name is Xu Quan, and it is your senior brother." Xu Quan is the most upright person in the Taoist palace except Zi Yangjun. When his cultivation reaches his level, he will no longer make him unrecognizable. Xu Quan should be a scholar, with a temperament that many scholars have. He sits upright and has a bright eyes, and can be called a wonderful person.

"My name is Zhou Dong, you are your second senior brother. Zheng Qiao outside is your third senior brother." Zhou Dong should have had a thick eyebrows and big eyes, but now he is naturally messy, but his burly figure is still first-class.

"My name is Zhang Zhiheng, your fourth senior brother." Zhang Zhiheng was infected by some toxicity. He had a layer of goose bumps and a bumpy pothole, and a golden and iron color. It made people feel uncomfortable when they looked at it.

"My name is Wang Song, your fifth senior brother, but you don't need to call me Senior brother. I admire you very much. I have decided to follow you in the future." The word "Wang Song's ugliest appearance" is the most appropriate to describe him.

"My name is Wang Qinli, your sixth senior brother." Wang Qinli, the youngest, is at least in his seventies or eighties, but the cultivators who have reached the level of Qi training look much younger. What I don't know is that they are only in their early thirties. However, Wang Qinli, who has the weakest cultivation, looks really ugly, and there is basically no place without deformation on his body.

Dian Wan nodded, these are all the disciples of the Taoist Palace.

Now it seems that Tianyang Jun is actually saying it well at all. The Taoist Palace is just a waste waiting to be cut off. For the entire Fire Poison Immortal Palace, the Taoist Palace has almost no meaning to exist.

"Let's go, I'll take you to your residence." Wang Song smiled and jumped off the bed of the cultivation practice. He immediately led Dian Wan out of the back door and entered the backyard. There were four or five houses in the backyard. Wang Song smiled a little embarrassedly: "There is no way. Our Taoist Palace has not thought of a Jindan monk for hundreds of years, so it is out of shape. We inner disciples cannot even be able to have a room for one person. From today on, you can squeeze in a room with me and Wang Qinli."

Wang Song said, walking towards one of the several houses.

Although this room looks like it was disrepaired last year and would collapse at any time, it was completely different when you opened the door and walked in.

The interior is definitely not very prosperous, but it is neat and clean. The room is so shabby that there is no furniture. But everything is very experienced and looks old at first glance. But the whole room gives people a comfortable feeling, clean and tidy, which makes people have a thought that they can live here for a long time.

It can be seen that how luxurious you live is not a problem. It is the most important thing to be clean and tidy and comfortable.

"This bed was created by a few of us yesterday, so you will sleep here in the future." There are three beds in the room, which makes the room that is not big more full.

It seems that apart from three beds, there is only one aisle left.

This made Dian Wan remember the situation when he was sleeping in a stone house. At that time, three people were sleeping, looking up at the sky, and dreaming about what the Fire Poison Immortal Palace should look like in the sky.

However, what Dian Wan never expected was that there was such a cramped room in the Fire Poison Immortal Palace. Looking up at the immortals on the ground, he didn't know that the immortals were far from as free and free as they imagined.

Wang Song smiled and said, "Your bedding senior brother has sewed it out for you and hung it outside to dry it. Speaking of which, we are really poor. The cotton and fabric inside your bedding are pulled out of our six bedding. Each one of them smokes a little. The eldest brother said he is afraid that you will think there is smell on the bedding and must use it after it is sunburned..."

Wang Song was talking with a gaze, and suddenly heard the sound of hunger coming from behind. Wang Song couldn't help but be stunned. He turned his head to look and saw that Dian Wan was already lying on the bed and fell asleep.

It seems that I have never slept for more than ten days.

Wang Song blinked, then shook his head and left the room.
Chapter completed!