"Your martial arts are both good and evil. In actual combat, you can fight against the enemy like clouds and flowing water. It may seem a little erratic, but in reality, it's unrivaled and unobstructed. It's excellent. If you have the patience to practice hard for a hundred and eighty years, you will become a great master!"
"Your escape technique is really mysterious. After it is used, it will be like seven stars stepping on it, changing seven directions in a row. The stars can't move like this. If it is faster, it will be even better!"
"..."
The dusk was deep, and standing in front of the 103rd Hall of Jianfeng, there was still a crowd of people. Not only were the disciples of the Seven Peaks rising stars, but also some of the older generation disciples were absent. They were all wearing wide robes and long sleeves, with admiration and respect on their faces. .
They came to learn from Senior Brother Xin. Although there is no second in martial arts, if he is excellent to a certain extent, he will be the first to achieve it. Senior Brother Xin is the most respected young master. He beats the five rhythms of the Tiangu cycle. Some people say that this person will definitely be a good person in the future. How overbearing is this to transcend the ordinary and become a saint?
The key point is that he has a mortal body, not a divine body or bloodline. His talents are actually not as good as those of ordinary disciples, so he must have ulterior and amazing abilities and cultivation skills.
Moreover, the four major events of Senior Brother Xin ten years ago, the methods used to control the Three Kingdoms, and the deeds of killing evil sects and wild beasts have also been uncovered and studied repeatedly.
Everyone felt that with his guidance, martial arts would surely advance by leaps and bounds. Even his catchphrases such as "pretend", "awesome", and "f*ck" have been learned by the entire sect. When he occasionally mentioned them, they actually felt overbearing.
So, for six consecutive days, there were crowds of people every day, just to say a few words to Senior Brother Xin and ask for advice. Whoever had never been here immediately fell into disrepute, as if he was not a member of the same group!
Even elite disciples from other sects would occasionally force their way over and ask questions.
Xin Zhuo is actually helpless. He doesn't want to pay attention to it. He makes noisy noises every day and acts like a courteous corporal. Experience, but experience is something that everyone has different ways of practicing and cannot be generalized. May I teach you a lesson?
In the end, he chose to sit cross-legged outside the palace gate, receiving everyone one by one. He was also idle when he was idle, and then said some specious words, praising first and then reminding others, as long as he didn't offend others, and he couldn't say too much. This was an unconventional way of practicing his own practice. , it is easy to lead people astray.
Even so, it has gone astray.
"Thank you, senior brother! Senior brother Xin is very awesome!"
"Senior Brother Xin, I must work hard to practice, with Senior Brother Xin as my goal, be awesome when you should be awesome, and act awesome when you should be awesome!"
The young true disciples in front thanked him seriously, bowed and left.
Xin Zhuo: "?"
These words are so inconsistent when used in this world!
"Disciple Ning Yu pays homage to Master!"
At this time, a young man suddenly emerged from the crowd, limped up and knelt down in front of him.
Hundreds of disciples from various peaks around him were furious when they saw someone jumping in line, but when they heard this man calling him "Master", they couldn't help but fall silent.
Senior Brother Xin accepted a disciple? What kind of talents are Senior Brother Xin’s disciples? After looking carefully, I found that the boy's face was bruised, his body was covered in cuts and bruises, and his feet were lame. He couldn't help but be surprised.
Xin Zhuo frowned slightly. The young man in front of him was the peasant boy Yu'er he met when he returned to the mountain gate that day. He asked aloud: "You have the qualifications to be a true disciple of his peak. Why are you still wearing the robe of the inner sect?" , call me Master?”
Ning Yu paid homage again and said with tears in his eyes: "I had a bad relationship with that Prince Ling Tianjun. He used money to bribe the leaders of the inner sect and blinded the disciple's talent. In the past few days, the disciple has been a disciple of the outer sect because he was unhappy in his heart. After arguing with the senior brother in charge for a few words, he was targeted by them and beaten severely every day!"
Xin Zhuo's face turned cold. Has the sect become so corrupt?
Seeing the change in Xin Zhuo's face, the true disciples from all around the peaks couldn't help but look solemn, fearing that someone would be in trouble. Senior Brother Xin is the most respected young master, one person is inferior to ten thousand people. If he speaks, even the elders will have to give face!
really! Xin Zhuo took the opportunity to stand up and yelled: "Where are the disciples of the Discipline Hall?"
"The disciple is here!"
Lin Feng flashed from a distance and bowed to salute. If Xin Zhuo got angry as a young master, he could only call him his disciple, not his senior brother.
Xin Zhuo said: "In Tianmen Mountain, the principal disciples who ignore the sect's precepts are strictly investigated. If they are found guilty, they will all be expelled from the sect and stripped of their status. They are not allowed to call themselves Xuantian disciples!"
The expressions of the true disciples from all around the peaks could not help but change. This is the heaviest punishment!
Lin Feng's eyes twitched slightly, and he lowered his head and saluted: "Yes!"
Xin Zhuo asked again: "Whose disciple is that Lord Ling Tian?"
Not far away, a sect disciple who was in charge of the sect’s disciples, Xuantianfeng, saluted and said hesitantly: “Xuantianfeng… the fourth generation true disciple of Senior Brother Bai Zong!”
Xin Zhuo nodded and looked at Lin Feng: "Instruct the disciples of the Discipline Hall to take action, give them a hundred sticks, and face the wall for ten years!"
This was already showing mercy outside the law because he was concerned about Bai Zong's face.
Lin Feng hesitated for a moment, then handed over his hand: "Yes!"
Xin Zhuo waved his hand: "Step back!"
The densely packed disciples from all peaks around couldn't help but salute and leave.
Only Xin Zhuo and Ning Yu were left in the same place.
Ning Yu raised his head, his expression extremely excited. Although he was born in a farm family, he had a resolute and strategic temperament since he was a child. He was bullied by the prefect and the Su family at the beginning, but he used his resourcefulness to get both sides. No one in the family was punished. However, after entering the mountain gate these days, he He knew that this main sect was full of evildoers, not a single fool. Everyone around him was arrogant and it was a cannibalistic place. He once saw with his own eyes a beautiful female disciple from the outer sect who came from an official family and was tortured to death by the boss. , hurriedly buried it at night, four or five days passed, and no one cared about it.
Now, the man in front of me who had helped him, who was said to have a high level of martial arts and a noble status, had the miserable end of being expelled from his master's sect with the wave of his hand. The prince Wuliang will also be beaten severely and face the wall for ten years.
This is simply...
Thinking of this, I became even more excited. I kowtowed seven or eight times with tears in my eyes: "Master, please accept me as a disciple. I will definitely be filial to you and repay you!"
However, the image of the imaginary big shot Corporal Li Xian holding him up with both hands did not appear. The man just squatted down, looked into his eyes, and said word by word: "You can take advantage of the situation, but you have to be moderate, I don't I may help you all the time, but you can’t always use my power as an excuse. You know your talent yourself, and compared to your talents, me helping you transform into a divine body is already the greatest kindness to you. From now on, you have to rely on yourself!”
Ning Yu was filled with fear and kowtowed quickly: "Disciple doesn't dare!"
Xin Zhuo stood up and waved: "Go ahead, I will send a message to Senior Sister Li Sijuan of He Qingfeng to accept you as a disciple. He Qingfeng has nothing to do with the world. He is just planting spiritual grass, so that he can practice well in the future!"
Ning Yu was full of disappointment, but he was still grateful. He stood up and saluted: "I dare not forget this great kindness!"
Slowly retreating, he did not stop until he was far away from Standing Sword Peak, holding a black stone in his hand, his eyes full of hope and perseverance: "Unexpectedly, I picked up this piece of ancient holy realm master's right after I entered the sect. Supreme treasure, with this treasure, I can surpass everyone in less than a hundred years. Xin Zhuo, I owe you the debt, and I will repay you. When the time comes, you will definitely not be able to speak to me so condescendingly! And Ling Tianjun, I I will kill you!"
Move away.
Just a moment after he left, Xin Zhuo walked out from behind a boulder, called out to the Moon-watching Well, looked at the sacrificial spirits in the well, and murmured: "Nurt an innate spirit treasure like this? This kid is gone. Shit." Luck, you have the qualifications to be a protagonist? It cannot be replaced, it may be useful another day!"
At this moment, someone in the distance shouted: "Junior brother Xin, master has something to tell you, come back quickly!"
(End of chapter)
