Countryside Magic Doctor

But as the saying goes, whenever you are happy, someone will often pour a basin of cold water on you, just when he Feng is full of pride and high spirits.

Behind him, he suddenly heard an annoying voice. He only heard the guy say, "young people, don't be too confident. What's good about overconfidence? That's arrogance!"

"How dare the little bastard talk to our boss like that?"

The elder was not happy immediately. He bared his teeth and turned to scold his back.

But at first glance, he immediately retracted his head, shrank behind he Feng and dared not speak, looking forward to the other party's adults regardless of villains.

"Why, here, I don't even have the right to speak?" He Feng was not followed by others, but Fang Zhiqin, dressed in white, elated, holding a folding fan and domineering President fan'er.

While talking, Fang Zhiqin opened the folding fan, fanned himself for two gusts, and then said with a smile.

"You're really confident. Don't you have anything in Penglai thousand island? If you focus on those mushroom eggs, maybe I'll think you have a good chance of winning, but if you put things on these arrays and powerful crossbows, should I say you're stupid or you're born nostalgic?"

"Niang xipi, what do you mean by this? Even if you don't help, you're still pouring cold water and making sarcastic remarks here. Fang Zhiqin, you're not mean enough. Are you so kind to your benefactor? You're not afraid of five thunders?" He Feng said coldly.

Fang Zhiqin suddenly closed the folding fan. It was worth walking forward for two steps. Standing at the junction of the mountains, there was a wanzhang cliff at the foot. It was deep and could not see clearly. It was very ethereal against the surrounding snow capped mountains.

"When you stand high and look far, you will inevitably be blinded by the white snow and the swirling white fog. Think about it. Why don't you have something on Penglai Fairy Island? These things have been handed down from ancient times. There has been no change for thousands of years. Is it difficult that the people on Penglai Fairy Island are much worse than you?" Fang Zhiqin turned his back and looked extremely forked. He said to He Feng.

"Shit, forget this!" He Feng said with a slap on the forehead.

After that, he hated his teeth and turned to see the elder beside him. The elder immediately flopped down and knelt on the ground. He quickly begged and said, "boss, I'm wrong. I'm really wrong. I shouldn't fix these empty things. I just think this thing looks powerful. It's a combination of sea, land and air. I didn't expect..."

"I didn't expect someone who knows the goods here, right?" He Feng said coldly.

This morning, the elder invited him to observe his "achievements" for many days, that is, the cultivators and various "powerful weapons" he prepared for the next war. Originally, he was about to muddle through He Feng, but what he never thought was that Fang Zhiqin was killed on the way.

He broke his abacus at once. Well, he Feng took it in before he was fooled!

The elder was so regretful, but he Feng didn't go deep into his mistakes. Alas, he didn't have this mind. At the moment, he looked at the practitioners and wooden doves who were still passing on the churning sea of clouds and the sky in front of him.

He Feng suddenly opened his mouth and roared at the sky: "Mom, I'm still pretending to be like this. Get out of here and go back to practice."

After saying this, he Feng turned around, walked to the elder, kicked him on the shoulder, scolded and said, "there is gold under the man's knee, Niang xipi, do you get gold by kneeling down? Kneeling all day, interesting or like? Or soft bones and soft knees?"

"Boring..." the elder stammered and hurriedly climbed up from the ground, but his waist was still bent half lower than he Feng.

"OK, I want to implement a system within your dragon group, so that you don't have to do these empty things all day. You have to be busy and give you some pressure. What you pressure is motivation!" He Feng said with a frown.

"What system?" the elder raised his head and wondered.

"As the saying goes, there is no place without rules. You should know that the Dharma is the program of the world. I don't think it's difficult to understand this sentence. I just want to ask you, what's the problem with establishing rules? There was no such thing in your dragon group before!" He Feng said.

"Yes, you can do whatever you want." the elder said respectfully.

But his tone made he Feng feel unhappy. It wasn't about He Feng's steel bars, but it was really wrong: "I can do whatever I want. Am I for myself? I'm not for your dragon group, for your group of white eyed wolves. Dogs bite LV Dongbin and don't know good people."

After that, he Feng gave a meaningful cold hum.

The elder naturally did not dare to refute and nodded again and again. At this time, suddenly, Fang Zhiqin next to him asked, "what system do you want to implement?"

"Very simple, the last elimination system!" He Feng said with a sneer.

"Ah!" the elder beside changed his face.

He knows what this system is, doesn't it mean that the last few are eliminated? Of course, cultivators are not more than ordinary people, nor than those employees who were 996. Naturally, they can't be eliminated, but they must also be reduced in treatment.

"What should be used to evaluate? Strength or?" the elder asked carefully. Fang Zhiqin next to him also cast puzzled eyes. At the end, it was the elimination system, simple and clear, concise and comprehensive. Even he could hear the meaning clearly.

"It's very simple. The last elimination system divides the practitioners in the dragon group according to different levels, and evaluates their strength every month. Of course, it doesn't mean that they have to complete the upgrade in a month, but that according to the ratio of their strength growth in a month, three out of every ten people will be eliminated, and their pill will be halved next month , for the top three... "He Feng said.

"It's a bit inappropriate. It's really inappropriate!"

Fang Zhiqin and the elder said in unison, "this cultivator is a matter of thousands of miles a day. If you sail against the current, you will fall back if you don't advance. If you forcibly distribute the concerns of the weak to the strong, it will only lead to the result that the strong are stronger and the weak are weaker. This is not a good thing for us, nor is it a good thing for cultivators!"

"Of course I know, and listen to me finish!" He Feng waved his hand to stop them.