Although Zhong Xiuyu believed that Yang Tianming would not forget her, he was anxious to see that others had accepted the Marrow Cleansing Pill one by one, improving their cultivation and qualifications.

"Is it urgent?" Yang Tianming asked with a smile.

"No, no hurry." Zhong Xiuyu was stubborn.

"Oh, that's OK, I'm just going to give it to you. Since you're not in a hurry, wait a little longer." Yang Tianming said.

Zhong Xiuyu was in tears and wanted to slap herself...

"Where is the master of the hall? Are you all good choices?" Yang Tianming asked.

Zhong Xiuyu nodded: "Only two of the four hall masters have been selected, and all the deputy hall masters are vacant."

The hall master is a relatively important position. As Yang Tianming said before, important positions must be reserved for the right people.

Yang Tianming nodded: "How is the cultivation level?"

"It was originally the early stage of the Taoist practice, but it just reached the middle stage!" Zhong Xiuyu said with a little excitement.

Although it is impossible for other sects to be able to be such an important position as the Lord of the Tao in the middle stage of the Taoist practice, it is so powerful than the original early stage.

If you are really just the early stage of the Taoist practice level, then standing with other sects and the peak of the Taoist practice level is not at the same level.

"It's okay, too." Yang Tianming nodded, "As long as you have good talent and cultivation, you can cultivate your ability. You can ask them to come."

Zhong Xiuyu was stunned: "You, do you still have the marrow cleaning pill?"

"No more. I originally planned to give you two, since you are not in a hurry, I will give them first." Yang Tianming said.

Zhong Xiuyu wanted to cry a little: "Can we stop joking..."

Although she is a selfless leader, the marrow cleaning pill is not practical to use for anyone!

Yang Tianming nodded seriously: "Yes."

Zhong Xiuyu burst into tears.

It's indeed a joke.

She now knows Yang Tianming, but she still makes Yang Tianming dizzy, and she can't understand what kind of person Yang Tianming is.

Sometimes serious and meticulous; sometimes righteous and upright; but sometimes, they are completely unreasonable, just like a child...

Thinking of this, Zhong Xiuyu was stunned.

Isn't he just a child?

She knew that Yang Tianming was younger than seventeen years old.

If it were an ordinary boy, Zhong Xiuyu would pat his head and say: Be good.

But when facing this person... some people are in awe and look up to him.

He...no wonder so many people like it.

Zhong Xiuyu's heart was also moved without realizing it...

According to Yang Tianming's request, these two hall masters were called again.

The cultivation of these two hall masters was originally only in the early stage of the Taoist cultivation level and had average talent, but among the only 40 people left, they were already the highest cultivation level except for Elder Zhong Xiuyu and Elder Du Ming.

Yang Tianming said the same thing again, and then gave it to the two of them, each of whom two marrow-cleaning pills!

These two hall masters, like the eight deacons just now, thanked them very much and were grateful.

After seeing these two people off, Zhong Xiuyu couldn't help but sigh: "To be honest, I really envy you! With so many treasures, if you want to win people's hearts, it's much easier than me, the leader!"

Yang Tianming smiled: "Are you worried that I will buy the hearts of everyone in your Taoist Alliance?"

Zhong Xiuyu shook her head quickly: "Even my heart is with you, what else do I have to worry about?"

But after saying this, Zhong Xiuyu felt that she was saying the wrong thing again and shook her head: "I mean I'm not worried..."

Of course, Yang Tianming understood what she meant and chuckled: "If I say I am buying people's hearts and I am just buying someone's heart, then it's yours."

"I?"

"Yes, I give so many things to you, and although they are grateful to me, I don't need them to repay anything, and let them know that all I do is because of you!"

Zhong Xiuyu was a little excited again: "You did so much for me, I really don't know how to repay you."

As he said that, Zhong Xiuyu smiled bitterly: "I don't mind agreeing to you, but I know that you have a high vision and will definitely not look down on me..."

"Yes." Yang Tianming's answer was seamless.

Zhong Xiuyu almost vomited blood.

She glanced at Yang Tianming with resentment, believing that Yang Tianming had never learned the word "touching".

I really won’t give up until I’m hitting someone to death!

"Okay, I understand." Zhong Xiuyu said disappointedly.

She also knows that her voice is the biggest problem.

Who would like a person who speaks in a man's voice? Even if he looks more and more, no one would like it.

At this moment, Xiuyu fell into deep loss.

In order to cover up the loss, Zhong Xiuyu hurriedly asked: "Who will the next one be called?"

"You." Yang Tianming said.

"Me?" Zhong Xiuyu was stunned, "Didn't you call me according to your position? The next one should be Elder Du Ming..."

Yang Tian understood: "Remember, don't believe in any rules. If a person punches you ten times in a row, the next attack may be a kick to you."

Zhong Xiuyu was speechless, where is this?

Yang Tianming had already taken out a small porcelain bottle and handed it to Zhong Xiuyu: "Hey, this is yours. Hide it, don't be stolen by someone."

Zhong Xiuyu took the porcelain bottle and as soon as she bought it, she felt heavy.

I quickly opened it and looked at it, and was shocked.

"This, this is..."

"Ten pills." Yang Tianming said.

"I gave it to me?" Zhong Xiuyu couldn't believe it.

Yang Tianming smiled: "If you want to give him to someone else, I have no objection. I will give it to you anyway, so you can do whatever you like."

Zhong Xiuyu was so excited that she almost rushed over.

But after her heartbeat increased, she still held back.

She reminded herself in her heart not to think randomly, not to think randomly! This young man can only be a loyal person, he is his benefactor, and he cannot have any inappropriate thoughts...

"Thank you, thank you!" Zhong Xiuyu squeezed out these two words hard.

Yang Tianming took out another small porcelain bottle: "Here are four pills for Elder Du Ming. With these marrow-cleaning pills, everyone's cultivation will definitely be separated."

Zhong Xiuyu nodded quickly: "Yes."

She was having a headache a few days ago.

Although the rules of the Taoist Alliance are now there, everything is not as strict as before, because everyone's strength is too similar. The hall master and the deacon are only at the beginning of the Taoist level, and they are even at the Taoist level.

And ordinary disciples are also at the Taoist level, so why should they convince others?

Now, with the improvement of the Marrow Cleansing Pill, in time, people with different identities will gradually widen the gap in their cultivation.

Zhong Xiuyu couldn't help but say, "I really admire you. I am willing to give you so many marrow cleaning pills! Don't say "buy" the lower Taoist world alliance, even other sects will definitely obey you after you take out so many marrow cleaning pills."

Yang Tianming smiled meaningfully: "Do you think so? Then you are so simple!"
Chapter completed!