No matter what, if Jing Xian wants to stay in Tianyang Sect for a long time, he has to obey the arrangements here, he has no way to control his own fate, at least, it is indeed ~щww~~lā now

If it weren't for his sister still here, if it weren't for his sister's cultivation and still relying on Tianyang Sect, if it weren't for his sister who had to accompany him, Jing Xian would prefer the time when he was a little beggar before, at least at that time, he was free. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

He also knew that his sister had to stay in Tianyang Sect for her own safety, so he didn't hurt her heart.

Now it's different, Jing Xian said that he didn't want to leave Tianyang Sect, or that he didn't want to leave Tianyang Mountain.

It is no accident that the big factions like to stand on the top of the mountain, it is said that it follows the ancient system, and it can also be said to consider the overall situation.

Everyone in the world knows that the deep mountains are a good place for cultivation, and this is not an empty word, but because this deep mountain has not been developed by mortals, and the primitive style inside will contain a large amount of spiritual power in this deep mountain, making it full of spiritual power, thus becoming a holy place for cultivation.

The so-called no profit can not be early, Tianyang Mountain can be said to be one of the mountains with the most abundant spiritual power in the Yuankang Dynasty, and the reputation of Tianyang Sect in the Yuankang Dynasty was also prominent for a while!

Jing Xian was reluctant to take the initiative to leave here, because he still had hope for cultivation, he didn't believe that God would be so desperate, since he had given himself a chance to be reborn, he would definitely leave another way for himself. Of course, if he is forced to go, he can't do anything when it's not enough.

He needs to prepare breakfast for others, and all the disciples in the Tianyang Sect need to get up early to exercise, and then meditate and breathe for a quarter of an hour. In the morning, the spiritual power is the strongest, which is conducive to cultivation.

Soon, half an hour will pass, and at this time, the disciples of the Tianyang Sect will concentrate on eating, they are not iron-beaten, and at this level of cultivation, they have not yet reached the realm of not having to eat.

Jing Xian is one of the few teenagers among everyone, fifteen-year-old he has a good image in front of his elders, but he is not popular in front of his peers.

The reason is nothing else, like most Tianyang Sect disciples, it is also because of my sister and Duanmurui.

To be honest, there are not many female disciples of Tianyang Sect, even if there are not many like Duanmurui, but there are many like Jing Yue, and these two people have taken special care of Jing Xian and successfully brought everyone's hatred to Jing Xian......

Seriously, such a reason is very far-fetched and absurd to say, even Jing Xian feels inexplicable, Jing Yue is her own sister, she is the sister she grew up with, who else can she be good to if she is not good to herself?

Let's talk about Duanmurui, I just gave more when I was cooking, and it doesn't matter how much rice is more or less, I can't eat it if I give more, but as the grassroots at the bottom like Jingxian, that's all he can do. But no matter what it is, in the eyes of those who have a heart, it can become a topic of criticism, and on the other hand, Duanmurui just doesn't look kind to herself like others, but she actually rejects people.

Anyway, no matter what, as a good-for-nothing mortal, Jing Xian is naturally inferior, and he will never be able to integrate into them, let alone compete with them. Perhaps, more precisely, Jing Xian may have been hated because he inadvertently broke this rule and shook their pride, especially Song Tianliang.

There are not many disciples of the Tianyang Sect, and it looks like there are about five or six hundred people, and their canteen is divided into two, one is for the outer disciples and the other is for the inner disciples, because there are only ten inner disciples, so this canteen seems very empty, but later, the elders will also eat here later, and by the way, supervise the cultivation after the meal.

The number of outer disciples is huge, and the inner disciples usually add a quarter of an hour of exercise time after the outer disciples stop, so the order of putting food is very clear.

Jing Xian didn't dare to slack off, there were nine people doing this with him, and one of them was responsible for the breakfast of fifty or sixty people, and the time for a quarter of an hour was limited.

Although Jing Xian said that he did this for the first time in his life, he was not slow under his hands, a big tray, five plates and five bowls, a plate of steamed buns and a bowl of porridge, this was their breakfast.

Ten times back and forth, Jing Xian's forehead was slightly sweaty, but he still looked at himself from time to time, it was already good if he didn't do anything, probably because Lian Hu had been calming, this guy's ability is not small.

And Jing Xian felt for the first time that there were some places here that he really found attractive to him, those people only served their own food, and then except for the canteen, they didn't ask whether they were cultivating hard.

After putting the food here, he still has the task of distributing breakfast to the inner disciples, that's right, he is alone, ten food boxes, if the later elders eat it, they will bring it themselves, and there is no need for Jing Xian to bring it.

Familiar with the road, Jing Xian put ten lunch boxes on top of the ten plans in the canteen and wanted to quit, and it was at this time that the inner disciples who returned that night were also coming in from the outside, and they met Jing Xian.

"Where did this crumb come from, running here affects people's appetite!" Jing Xian was leaning against the door to make way, but it was obvious that he felt the malice before he arrived.

"Song Tianyuan! What are you? What right to speak disrespectfully to my brother! Jing Yue was angry all of a sudden, she saw that her brother was excited to greet her brother, but she didn't want to hear such a sentence, and immediately returned the color!

Song Tianyuan is the third of the top ten disciples of the inner gate, and his strength has reached the early stage of the solid spirit realm, and his strength is extraordinary. Rao didn't expect that the lively and lovely little junior sister would speak ill of him today, because it seems that he is still this waste, this brother, is it really that important?

Immediately, Song Tianyuan was also relieved, didn't he also get his brother's complaint, so he wanted to knock Jing Xian? It's just that he didn't expect such a thing to happen, and now several brothers and sisters around him are standing on the side and watching, so that he can't even hang on his face.

"Little junior sister, look at this, why do you want to make evil to us for the sake of a mortal?" Song Tianyuan said softly.

"Why not! My brother dragged me to grow up, without him there would be no me, if someone wants to humiliate him, I Jingyue will fight with him endlessly! The little girl stopped in front of her brother, her head raised proudly, her little face was tense, and her words were sharp.

Song Tianyuan got darker, and he was also angry, so he would definitely have no face in the end, but what could he do? The other party is a person with no cultivation, can he still propose a fair duel?

"Enough! You can't make a big fight for a mortal, you are the same disciples, and it is taboo to fight in the same room! Just as the saber was rattling, a deep voice came, and the atmosphere suddenly relaxed, and among the people, except for Jing Yue, a few elders came to salute.

"Okay, let's go back here." This was said to Jing Xian, and when Jing Xian heard this, he gave his sister a reassuring look and left.

"Song Tianyuan! In the August selection, I will defeat you! Jing Yue pulled her brother around, and then the cold voice made the air here stagnate, Jing Xian's body was stiff, the corners of his eyes seemed to be a little moist, and the look in his eyes was so shocking for the first time that Duan Murui couldn't help but cast his eyes in front of the public.