Morning class is over.
Xia Qinglian stood up and prepared to go back to her residence as usual. As soon as she took two steps, she was stopped by three women.
A confused and innocent expression appeared on her face: "Senior Sister Zhang, Senior Sister Qi, Senior Sister Ding, what's the matter?"
These three women have silver medals hanging on their belts. They are all silver-level disciples, one level higher than Ruomei.
They had often made things difficult for Xia Qinglian these days, but Xia Qinglian didn't pay much attention to them in order to avoid exposing her identity.
"Ruomei, why haven't you given this month's spiritual essence to us yet?"
At this time, one of the female cultivators named Zhang Yun sneered.
"Spiritual Essence? What do you mean?"
Xia Qinglian frowned slightly.
Another short and fat female cultivator named Qi Jun sneered: "The rules of Danxia Peak are that all newcomers from outside the Eastern Cultivator must give ten pieces of spiritual essence to each of the silver-level disciples every month."
"No wonder Zhou Shen said you have dementia, you can forget all this!"
The last female cultivator is the most beautiful, her name is Ding Li, and she is the leader of the three.
She took a step forward with a smile on her face, but her voice was cold:
"Junior sister Ruo, we have taken pity on you these past few days and have not done anything to you. Could it be that we have misunderstood you and thought you can break the rules?"
Xia Qinglian remembered that Danxia Peak would give thirty pieces of spiritual essence to each outer disciple at the beginning of every month, and they had just given it out yesterday.
It seems that these three people want to snatch Ruomei's spiritual essence.
Xia Qinglian felt a sense of absurdity in her heart. She originally thought that Zhenyang Sect was just a filthy core group of senior officials, but she didn't expect that even the outer disciples were so bullying.
Qinglian Sect is known as the Demon Sect by the world, and the disciples in the sect also have conflicts and conflicts, but they all use head-on confrontation to determine the superiority, but there has never been such a nasty behavior of bullying the weak.
Righteous sect, haha.
"why are you laughing?"
When Ding Li saw the usually timid and cowardly Ruomei showing a mocking smile, she became furious and reached out to grab her collar:
"You'd better hand over your spiritual essence right away, otherwise if your pretty little face is scratched, I don't know how many senior brothers will feel distressed!"
Xia Qinglian asked calmly: "You bully the newcomers like this, are the senior brothers and sisters in charge of you just sitting idly by and ignoring you?"
Qi Jun, who was short and fat, laughed: "Ruomei, are you really out of your mind? The senior deacon in charge of us is Ding Li's cousin!"
"Lin Qingsi?"
Xia Qinglian remembered that that day Zhou Yan and Xu Chengfang had mentioned that the deacon disciple who was in charge of their group of outer disciples was named Lin Qingsi, and he was also the mastermind behind Ruomei's murder.
"If it's not Senior Sister Lin, is it you? You were stupid to begin with, but now you have become a real fool!"
"Don't talk nonsense to her, take her out and train her properly!"
Ding Li sneered, and the three of them dragged Ruomei's thin body out.
Many outer disciples nearby saw this scene, but turned a blind eye. They went out to have breakfast or continued to sit down to practice, and no one came to stop it.
Ding Li and the others dragged Ruomei into a remote forest. Zhang Yun said to Ruomei with a stern face:
"Give you another chance. Hand over your spiritual marrow so that we can be gentler."
Ding Li said impatiently: "What are you talking about with her? The Rock Club at Huashen Peak will start soon, so hurry up and go over to watch the excitement!"
Xia Qinglian's eyes flashed: "Will Panshi start today?"
In the past few days, she had quietly inquired about the situation at Huashen Peak. Every month, the outer disciples would hold a Rock Meeting to test their physical and mental skills.
If Qin Gengyun wants to evolve the divine peak, Panshi will be an opportunity.
Counting the time, it's almost time for my husband, Su Su and others to arrive at Zhenyang Sect. Will he come to today's Panshi meeting?
Just as Xia Qinglian was thinking about it, jealousy flashed in the eyes of the short and fat Qi Jun when he looked at her delicate face, and he slapped her:
"I told you to pretend to be innocent, little cousin!"
The next moment, the fat body flew out and broke a big tree in the middle. Qi Jun fell to the ground and groaned in pain.
Zhang Yun and Ding Li were both stunned, looking at Ruomei in disbelief, but seeing fear and consternation on that innocent and beautiful face, they exclaimed:
"You, don't come over here!"
It looked like she was the one getting beaten.
"Little cousin!"
Zhang Yun was furious and pointed at Ruomei with a faint light shining from her fingertips.
"Don't hit me, please!"
"ah!"
Amidst Ruomei's panicked pleas, Zhang Yun screamed and fell to the ground groaning in pain.
"?" Ding Li was stunned, her mouth wide open.
She drew out her sword and faced Ruomei: "What did you do?!"
There was panic on Ruomei's face: "I don't know, I don't know, don't hit me, please!"
"Ahhh!!"
Another burst of screams sounded, and a moment later, Ruomei ran out of the woods with her hair disheveled, covering her face and crying bitterly:
"Wuwuwu, why are you doing this to me? Wuwuwu"
The outer disciples passing by seemed to have become accustomed to this. Some looked at Ruomei's miserable back, shook their heads slightly and sighed:
"Junior sister Ruomei is also pitiful. She was bullied by Ding Li and the others again."
The person next to me said: "It's not easy for us to cultivate ourselves. Don't worry about other people's tiles getting frosty."
"That's right, let's go."
In the woods, Ding Li, Zhang Yun, and Qi Jun fell to the ground wailing with bruises and swollen faces and messy clothes.
"Who, who will save us?"
Xia Qinglian covered her face and ran down Danxia Peak. She regained her composure instantly, her hair was neatly tied up, and she walked towards Huashen Peak with a calm face.
Danxia Peak is not far from Huashen Peak, and the monk's journey only takes one stick of incense.
When Xia Qinglian arrived at the foot of Transformation God Peak, she saw a circle of people gathered from a distance, three floors inside and three floors outside, and cheers came from inside from time to time.
This scene is completely different from the elegant scenery of other peaks, like a noisy market.
There were disciples from various major peaks watching the excitement outside, including many female cultivators. They all looked at the field intently, their eyes filled with brilliance, and some even had blushing cheeks.
I think this is the Rock Club.
Xia Qinglian felt strange. She heard from other disciples that the Panshihui at Huashen Peak was just for outer disciples to take physical exams. How could there be so many disciples from other five peaks coming to watch?
She walked closer, but Ruomei's body was so thin that she couldn't squeeze in.
A cold light flashed in Xia Qinglian's eyes, and she stepped forward. The monks in front of her staggered involuntarily. They quickly stood up, and when they looked back, there were only excited fellow disciples behind them, and they didn't notice anything unusual.
At this time, Xia Qinglian had already reached the front of the crowd of onlookers, and in front of her was the Rock Meeting site of the outer disciples of Huashen Peak.
She finally understood why the female disciples who were watching were blushing.
Hundreds of disciples from the outer sect of Transformation God Peak were seen standing in the field, and there was a disciple in the middle who was breaking into the rock formation.
The so-called Rock Formation consists of dozens of Huashen Peak disciples holding iron rods and smashing into the intruders.
This level tests physical strength and is also the basis of physical training.
At this time, a male disciple was breaking through the barrier. He broke through, but he took off his shirt, revealing a body of strong muscles. As he deliberately showed off, those knotted muscles were still beating up and down.
Immediately, the female disciples around him screamed and their cheeks turned red.
"This junior brother is so strong!"
"His meat is so hard!"
Xia Qinglian's face darkened. If her husband came, would he also take off his shirt and show it to these women?
(End of chapter)
