Being able to become a disciple in the room made an exception, Murong Jie and Long Kui were overjoyed. The pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info endure humiliation and steal life in Sizhaotang for more than three years, and now he is finally able to exhale and raise his eyebrows, and even the sunshine has become extraordinarily bright.

Murong Jie and Long Kui walked on the avenue of the inner five courtyards, no longer like rats crossing the street, with their heads raised and their chests straight, their waists straight, full of ambition, and infinite scenery.

Murong Jie and Long Kui, since they came to Sizhaotang, have never felt like this today. Everyone treated them with respect, for fear that if they were accidentally offended, they might not have their own good fruits to eat in the future.

The disciples of the Inner Five Courtyards are all lay disciples, to put it bluntly, they are just ordinary miscellaneous servants, and no one dares to provoke the authentic inner disciples.

As soon as the news spread, their attitude towards Murong Jie and Long Kui changed dramatically in an instant. Not only did he not dare to despise Long Kui and Murong Jie anymore, but he also tried his best to curry favor with them before they left the Inner Fifth Courtyard, and maybe in the future, he would have to rely on their two elders to shine a lot.

The most envious of others is that Ximen has not yet sent someone, and the first Dharma Protector Duguzhen has sent someone to send congratulatory gifts to Murong Jie and Long Kui, which he prides himself on cherishing for many years, so that Murong Jie and Long Kui can practice Sizhaotang swordsmanship in the future.

Murong Jie and Long Kui didn't have any good feelings for Dugu Zhe at all, and they didn't look down on the stinky gifts he gave at all, but because of Dugu Zhe's prominent status, after a perfunctory thanks, they accepted the two swords sent by Dugu Zhe without smiling.

Everyone learned that Shangguan Yu and Dugu Zhe were so important to Murong Jie and Long Kui. One of them is the master of Sizhao Hall, the other is the first protector of Sizhao Hall, and who dares not to respect Murong Jie and Long Kui, presumably they will definitely rise to prominence in the future.

The disciples of the Inner Five Courtyards were busy giving gifts to Murong Jie and Long Kui, and everyone was afraid of falling behind, and they all hoped that they could get as close to Murong Jie and Long Kui as possible.

Even those lay disciples who help and abuse on weekdays, work with Xiao Yong and others all day long, and bully Murong Jie and Long Kui, are now uncharacteristically courteous.

Some of them brought two catties of green onions, and some sent five catties of garlic. This man has a dozen cabbages, and that man has dozens of turnips. Messing up Murong Jie and Long Kui is like setting up a vegetable stall.

Most of the lay disciples of the Inner Five Courtyards were born in poor peasant families, and these are the only things they can give.

It is precisely because they have no money and power, and they have no extraordinary talents, so they can only stoop down and keep their points and obediently become lay disciples.

Everyone is a farmer's child who digs in the soil, except for the things that are often found in the field. Other things, even if they wanted to, couldn't get anything decent.

Murong Jie and Long Kui were too lazy to deal with them, these flattering lay disciples, they each returned to their rooms and couldn't wait to pack their bags.

The treatment of inner disciples and outer disciples is completely different. Escaping from the harsh living environment was their desire to come to the Inner Fifth Courtyard on the first day.

The rooms in the inner five courtyards were filled with foul odors, the sour smell of rotten and fermented food, and the smell of livestock manure.

Murong Jie and Long Kui were both pampered, how could they endure such a smell, so that they could endure it for three years, and now they could finally escape from this terrible demon cave.

For the overcrowded and stinking Inner Fifth Courtyard, apart from resentment and the most vicious curses, Murong Jie and Long Kui did not have any good feelings about this place.

Three years of hard life have made them a little childish, and they have nothing in their sleeves. Who would have thought that they would still pack up a lot of things, but unfortunately they are all worthless rags, who made them reluctant to lose even a broken shoe, as for green onions and garlic or something, then they have to take them all away.

The two of them were busy packing up their things, and at this time, the disciples of Ximen had already come to the Inner Fifth Courtyard.

The person who came was about twenty-five or sixteen years old, and none of the outer disciples knew him. He was wearing a white robe, a jade belt with a water mirror around his waist, a piece of Lingtong jade jade on it, a sandalwood hairpin on his head, and a flowing sword at his waist. This simple dress is the standard for the disciples who enter the room.

There are more than 600 disciples in the west gate of Sizhaotang, and how can the miscellaneous servants of the inner five courtyards have all seen them, not to mention that even if they met by chance, how many people can recall them now. It's just that he is dressed like this, and he is undoubtedly a disciple of Simon. Everyone didn't dare to ask more, they just cared about being polite and polite, or stood aside and watched the excitement with no heart or lungs.

When the disciples of Ximen saw Murong Jie and Long Kui, they couldn't help but look at them in surprise. These two new disciples of Simon are too raunchy. Covered in stains and grease, and in tattered clothes, he looked like a beggar for food.

Fortunately, I had prepared and brought Simon's robes over so that they could change them in advance, so as not to be embarrassed and lose Simon's dignity.

"Look at what you're wearing? I have two Taoist uniforms here, go and change them quickly, and then follow me to the West Gate, so as not to delay here. The Ximen disciple angrily scolded Murong Jie and Long Kui.

Murong Jie and Long Kui hurriedly took the white plain robes from the hands of the Ximen disciples. The Dao robe was not a good dress, but in the eyes of Murong Jie and Long Kui, it was no less soft than gold and silver. In the past three years, they have never worn a decent dress in the inner five courtyards, because everyone sees that they have no ability, and the clothes assigned to them are all old, who would have thought that they would also have a day when the salted fish turned over.

Murong Jie couldn't wait to change into the robe, and felt pity for the brand-new robe in his heart. Murong Jie was worried that the robe would be soiled and torn by himself, so he put the torn clothes on top of the new robe, making the disciples of Ximen so angry that they couldn't cry or laugh.

As for nightshade, it's even more annoying. Before the disciples of Simon came, they heard that the nightshade was five big and three thick, so they found the nightshade, the largest robe of Ximen. I thought that this Taoist robe could barely make a living. Who would have thought that as soon as the nightshade was put on, he heard a squeak, and the robe broke through the sky. Except for letting Nightshade continue to wear coarse cloth clothes, the Ximen disciples had no other ideas.

It's just a tattered shirt, it seems that Murong Jie and Long Kui plan to take the green onions and garlic away.

The west gate of Sizhaotang is a treasure land for practicing qi and cultivating immortals, not a stove for cooking, how can they let them take these things.

"Slow, slow, slow, what are you doing here?" Disciple Ximen asked embarrassedly.

"It's a pity that these things are thrown away, so I can take them to Simon so that I can share some with my brothers and sisters. If you like green onions, then you can take green onions. Murong Jie said as a matter of course, he didn't think there was anything wrong with this.

"Alright, alright, alright! Put it down, put it down. Just stay here, don't take it to Simon, who doesn't have a place to put these things. Don't pack up your bags, just go with me at once, and as for your bags, I'll send someone to fetch them later. The disciple of Simon said with a smile and a smile.