When I, Qingyang Sect, don’t care about geniuses!

Then from now on, who would still be willing to join my Qingyang Sect?”

Chen Mu glanced at the disciples present, and a holy light emitting faintly appeared on his body.

"Great Elder, if you have to take out some resources and support me in building the foundation of the way of heaven...

Then I suggest that you arrange the resources for followers to directly allocate them to the seniors and seniors of the inner and outer sects.

Compared to me, they are more resource-deficient.

If my Qingyang Sect disciple has the highest monthly salary, it will naturally attract more people to join my Qingyang Sect.

As for ignoring the genius...

Don’t worry, elder, this time, my disciple will explain the situation to outsiders when he goes to the secret realm of Heaven.

Moreover, I promise that no matter when or where, I will not lose my face in Qingyang Sect! I will not weaken my Qingyang Sect’s momentum!”

Zhang Yan couldn't say anything about the pain in his heart.

I thought to myself, little ancestor, don’t care about the face of my Qingyang Sect!

My Qingyang Sect is shameless!

Just save your life!

But Chen Mu's words have reached this point, what else can he say?

As for those inner and outer disciples, they were already deeply shocked at this time.

Some people who were eager to try also suppressed their thoughts.

After all, no one is willing to take the risk of getting the benefits that can be obtained while lying down, even if the benefits that can be obtained by lying down are less.

But I have to say that Chen Mu is too rare.

Because he was unwilling to implicate others, he decided not to take other disciples to the secret realm of Heavenly Dao. This was fine. He also took this opportunity to seek benefits for the disciples of the entire sect...

This pattern, this mind.

It's over.

No wonder he didn't make things difficult for Jin Ao before.

How could a person with this pattern do that?

The inner disciples who were a little dissatisfied in their hearts were now feeling a little ashamed.

Because they not only saw the gap in talent and strength, but also saw the gap in mind and pattern.

Didn’t you just be humiliated several times?

As for being so serious?

As for what's wrong?

With this comparison, my own pattern immediately seemed smaller.

...

On the platform far away, Miao Fang, the 40-year-old senior brother of Qingyang Sect, gently stroked his long beard and sighed softly: "As soon as this son entered the inner sect, he already had the atmosphere of a senior brother of the sect.

It seems that I am about to be an elder."

Next to him, Li Lingqi's eyes were also very complicated.

She thought she loved Qingyang Sect and was also considered as a maintenance for her junior brothers and sisters.
Chapter completed!