After Makino finished speaking, Beichenmeng stood there, a little at a loss.

Then, Muye frowned and spread his hands and continued, "For example, this guy next to me is sent by his father. He doesn't want to practice at all, nor does he want to become stronger."

What Muye said was Chifeng, who was still secretly chewing the meat skewers in his mouth. When Chifeng saw Muye say that he was still speaking in front of the sect leader, he quickly swallowed the meat skewers in his mouth and waved his hands:

"No, I'm willing to practice now. My father doesn't let me come. I'm going to make a fuss and I have to come. Really, if you don't believe me, please ask my father."

Bei Chenmeng also frowned and said, "But there are still a few people like this. Most of the people who come to the Lingyu Sword Sect want to become stronger."

"Yes, everyone wants to become stronger, but it seems that the people here do not understand why they want to become stronger. They are all sent here by their parents just to become stronger. Maybe they have a small goal in their hearts, but it is very vague." Makino spread his hands.

Then, Muye continued, "The same is true for your Spiritual Realm Sword Sect, just to make your disciples stronger and increase the prestige of their own clan. They will always ask them to practice without stopping for a moment. Some people will want to become stronger, but not everyone is like this."

"Everyone has his own life, and the path of cultivation is not to be out of the world. The ultimate goal of cultivation is not to become the strongest, but to be able to live a better life, because it is meaningless to become the strongest."

Muye's words made Beichen Meng stay in place. Muye glanced at Beichen Meng in front of him and waved his hand: "Forget it, I'm too lazy to talk to you so much. Anyway, after these four of me won the first place in the Ten Thousand Realms Conference, I'll leave. You can do whatever you like, it doesn't matter to me."

Beichenmeng, who came to his senses, also snorted coldly: "I'll brag when you get the first place."

After saying that, Bei Chenmeng turned around and left, and said, "Don't be here tomorrow, nor in the Spiritual Realm Sword Sect. If you insist on doing it, just go to the foot of the mountain. Don't make the Spiritual Realm Sword Sect messy."

Too lazy to pay attention to Beichen Meng, Muye continued to hum and grill the skewers in his hands.

While Bei Chenmeng was eating the string in his hand and about to walk out of the square, a group of people came towards him, and several elders were leading the way, and they rushed over in panic.

These people also heard others' complaints, saying that Muye actually dared to openly barbecue in the square of the Spirit Realm Sword Sect, and these people came to stop them quickly.

However, I saw the sect leader coming towards me, Beichen Meng.

"Sect Master, how did that guy deal with it?" Several elders also frowned and asked. Since the sect master has come out, it has already dealt with this matter.

Bei Chenmeng also stopped and said, "I told him that I won't let him be here tomorrow, let him go to the foot of the mountain."

Everyone nodded repeatedly, and the sect leader still had a sign when he came forward.

However, everyone thought in a blink of an eye that something was wrong!

tomorrow

"No, sect leader, now you still let him bake here. This is a bad effect. So many disciples are watching." Several elders also frowned.

Bei Chenmeng stuffed the skewers in his hand to the puzzled elder in front of him, turned around and left, leaving a quiet sentence: "If you can persuade him to leave now, then you can go."

After saying that, Beichen Meng disappeared directly, and everyone stood in the same place and looked at each other.

"What to do?"

"I know..."

"Let's go, the sect leader has no choice but to deal with that boy. What can we do?"

...

In the next few days, Makino really calmed down a lot, but not only did he talk a lot, but he also had more discussions.

Although Muye did not sit aside for breakfast during the morning training camp, Muye couldn't get up in the morning now and slept until the morning. Everyone got up when they finished the training camp and went to the training hall to practice after breakfast.

Muye's four disciples are like Muye. They never get up early in the morning and they are definitely sleeping. According to Muye, they wake up early in the morning and are stupid all day long.

Now, Makino has not made jokes while others are practicing, because Makino has just changed places and continues to make jokes to his four students.

And, they made these people laugh.

In the afternoon, when other mentors tried their best to take their disciples to various places of practice and to help their disciples solve their doubts, Muye took a nap in his dormitory, and it took until three or four o'clock in the afternoon.

I have to ask, why is Makino so much?

Because at night, Muye set up a stall at the foot of the Lingyu Sword Sect, set up a few small tables, and started to eat skewers, which also made many disciples come down to eat and drink.

And these people were willing to call Makino to Makino.

This is how Muye spent more than a week in the Spirit Realm Sword Sect. In the eyes of others, he either ate or played, played or slept. Moreover, the angry elders and mentors were itchy, but they had no choice but to Muye.

However, these people are actually waiting for Makino to make a fool of himself.

After all, the first thing that Muye promised is the ten thousand-domain conference points is very far away and will not be realized in a year. However, before this, the first competition in the hospital was held three months later.

If Muye continues to eat, drink and have fun like this, it is estimated that the clan competition will be revealed in three months. Except for Xiaoqian, the other three people can't even enter the top ten in the courtyard of the Lingyu Sword Sect, what will it look like then?

Therefore, almost all the mentors and elders are waiting for a day to come soon.

However, what surprised everyone was that Muye’s four disciples also had fun with Muye without worrying all day long, and they were not worried at all. Everyone’s explanation for this matter was that the one who was close to the vermilion was red and the one who was close to the ink was black.

...

It was a new day. After the morning teaching was over, at noon, Muye followed Ling Luo and others had dinner in the cafeteria. Almost all the cafeteria were people, but everyone was lying down and eating without making any sound. At most, there was only the jingle sound of chopsticks colliding with the bowl.

After Makino quickly pulled out two mouths, he looked at Ling Luo who was sitting next to him and said curiously: "By the way, where are you going to practice in the afternoon, I will be with you."

Muye's voice was quite loud in the canteen, and the people around him, especially the mentor, looked helpless. The entire Spirit Realm Sword Sect didn't know where his disciples went to practice today.

I'm afraid only Makino is the only one

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