After an autumn rain, Ziwei Mountain is shrouded in a hazy smoke and rain, looking from afar, like a fairyland.

The Zizhu Gate, located in Ziwei Mountain, is a famous sect within a radius of thousands of miles. Because a purple color of bamboo grows on Ziwei Mountain, Zizhu Gate is named after it.

At this time, on a square surrounded by many temples in the Zizhu Gate, there was a young man who closed his eyes and meditated there, despite the dampness and cold.

The young man's silent exercises, the internal strength slowly traveled along the meridians, when the impact of the Neiguan and Qu Ze acupoints, was impacted back by a strong force, the blood appeared a short reverse current, and the meridians came with a stinging pain like a needle prick, numbness, temporary loss of consciousness, soybean-sized beads of sweat soaked out of the young man's forehead, and the young man fell to the ground with an "ah" sound.

A young man in his early twenties standing next to the young man immediately helped him up, and then said: "Lin Jun, don't torture yourself anymore, accept your fate, you may really not be suitable for cultivation, go home, or go to the outer gate to be an outer disciple, marry a wife and have children, and have no worries about food and clothing, it is also a good choice, if you continue to forcibly cultivate like this, you may have to worry about your life at any time." ”

This young man's surname is Lin Mingjun, and he is a junior disciple of the inner gate of the Zizhu Gate, and standing next to him is his master Gao Jinhong, who is a middle-level disciple of the Zizhu Gate.

There are a large number of beginner-level disciples in the Zizhu Sect, and everyone is practicing the most basic exercises, so in addition to the monthly big class taught by the elders in the sect, the weekday exercises are all taught to some excellent middle-level disciples, so that the elders can free up time to cultivate. Only when they reach the high-level disciples, will the Zizhu Sect really attach importance to it, and will give them the best cultivation resources in the sect for them to grow.

Intermediate disciples and junior disciples are only brothers, so even if they teach everyone the exercises, the junior disciples only call them masters, not masters.

Lin Jun sighed, frowned and said: "Master, when I was in the outer gate junior class, my cultivation has always been among the best, and when I was selected to enter the inner gate, I successfully passed the inner gate assessment with the cultivation of the fourth layer of the forging body realm, which made many people impressed, why did I practice so hard after entering the inner gate, and the exercises just didn't make any progress." ”

Gao Jinhong said: "When you are in the outer gate, you are practicing the most elementary exercises, and as long as you work hard at this stage, you can get good results. However, after entering the inner gate, the cultivation method is not so simple, not only requires hard work, but also requires a person's talent. No matter how hard you cultivate, there is no progress in the exercises, it seems that you are indeed not suitable for cultivation, Lin Jun, don't force yourself anymore, you have tried your best, I have also tried my best, accept your fate. ”

Although Gao Jinhong didn't say it explicitly, Lin Jun had already heard it, this was saying that his talent was not good.

Looking at the back of Gao Jinhong's departure, Lin Jun thought: This master has indeed tried his best, in the past three years since he entered the inner gate, in terms of exercise cultivation, Gao Jinhong has opened a small stove for himself, and he has put a lot of effort into teaching a lot of exercise knowledge, but he has not made progress, is he really talented?

When Lin Jun was hesitating and confused, he was kicked hard in the back, and Lin Jun, who was completely defenseless, was kicked to the ground, and Lin Jun, who fell to the ground, turned around and saw that it was Zhao in charge.

I saw Steward Zhao standing in front of him, and said arrogantly: "Lin Jun, it turns out that you are lazy here, get up quickly, take a firewood knife, go to the mountains and forests in the back mountain to chop ten bundles of firewood and come back, and use it in the room." ”

Although the rain stopped, the water on the ground did not dissipate, and Lin Jun, who was kicked to the ground, was covered with rain, wet and sticky to his body, feeling very uncomfortable.

Lin Jun ninja's back pained, slowly got up, and said, "Steward Zhao, I am still an inner disciple, this kind of rough work, let's leave it to the outer disciple to do." ”

In order to facilitate the management of the inner disciples, Zizhumen divided the large number of junior disciples into more than a dozen classes, each class had 500 disciples.

Each class has several master practitioners, some of whom teach exercises and some teach martial arts.

The disciples are also disciples, and they attach great importance to their own cultivation, so many of them leave in a hurry after teaching the course, and no one cares whether the disciples below have learned or not.

In this way, the day-to-day management of many junior disciples was handed over to the steward. Each class is assigned a steward, and there are several deacons below the steward to assist the steward in managing the many disciples.

What appeared in front of Lin Jun at this time was none other than the Zhao steward of their class.

Steward Zhao narrowed his eyes, looked at Lin Jun with a contemptuous gaze, and said with a sneer: "Is there any difference between you and the outer disciples? ”

"You ......" Lin Jun looked at Steward Zhao, who spoke harshly, and a wave of anger surged into his heart, his fists clenched, and he couldn't wait to go up and slap him in the mouth. However, Lin Jun knew that this Zhao steward in front of him was a cultivator at the peak of forging his body, and his cultivation at the fourth level of his forging body, if he did something with this person, he would definitely die very miserably.

Seeing that Lin Jun was indifferent to his words, and seeing that his eyes were full of resentment, Steward Zhao stepped forward and slapped Lin Jun's face, then grabbed Lin Jun's collar, and hit Lin Jun's body like raindrops, Steward Zhao scolded while beating: "You don't know how to lift a dog, you don't when you stand in a pit, don't practice if you can't practice the exercises, waste Lao Tzu's food here in vain, Lao Tzu can't wait to slap you to death." ”

With Steward Zhao's cultivation method, if he wants to slap Lin Jun to death, it is not a difficult matter, but there are strict rules in the Zizhu Gate, and no one is allowed to kill each other, let alone kill disciples indiscriminately, otherwise, he will be decided.

Intimidated by the strict rules in the door, Steward Zhao didn't dare to really do it, and when he beat Lin Jun, he also left a sense of proportion, but his exercises were much stronger than Lin Jun after all, and after a fist and foot, Lin Jun fell to the ground again, his clothes were also torn apart, and a book in Lin Jun's arms fell to the ground.

Lin Jun, who fell to the ground, only felt unbearable pain all over his body, and blood overflowed from the corners of his mouth.

At this time, the indoor class ended, and the disciples who were cultivating in the main hall came out of the practice room one after another to breathe, and when they saw someone beating people in the square, everyone gathered around.

After Lin Jun's friends Han Siyu and Duan Tieniu ran over, they blocked in front of Lin Jun and said, "Stop, why did you beat someone, what mistake did Senior Brother Lin make." ”

Several female disciples helped Lin Jun up.

Steward Zhao looked at the people standing in front of him, and said with a straight face: "What do you want to do, rebel?" Lin Jun didn't listen to my dispatch, of course he had to teach him a lesson. Lin Jun, what are you still doing in a daze, don't go to chop firewood, before dark, if you can't chop ten bundles of firewood and come back, don't eat dinner. ”

"What, go and chop wood, isn't that the work of the outer disciples? Why let Lin Jun go, he is an inner disciple, isn't it difficult for a strong man to do this?"

"yes, isn't that embarrassing?"

"Yes, Senior Brother Lin, like us, is an inner disciple. Do we have to chop wood in the future?"

“......”

The disciples who gathered around expressed their protest.

Among these disciples, there are also those who have fallen into the ground.

They are the three brothers of the Lin family from Shuanglin Town, the eldest is called Lin Yefan, and the two younger brothers are one named Lin Yesheng and the other is Lin Yeman, and they often oppose Lin Jun.

Lin Yeman said: "A waste like Lin Jun should get out of the inner door early, now there is still a waste of the fourth layer of the forging body realm in which class, he is here with us, it is really embarrassing for us." ”

Lin Yesheng said: "Yes, Lin Jun, this person is better than you here, what are you doing here." ”

At this time, Lin Yefan found the book that fell from Lin Jun's body, picked it up and looked at it, the title of the book was "Thirty-six Strategies of the Art of War". Lin Yefan held the book high above his head and said loudly: "Look, everyone, this waste still looks at the art of war, waste is waste after all, and you can't practice the exercises, do you still want to be a general who gallops across the field? The art of war is in your hands, it can only be the law of disease." ”

The Lin family is a big family in Shuanglin Town, the family is wealthy, not only has thousands of acres of fertile land, but also has a lot of industries in Yuzhou City, operates many shops, and earns a lot every year, and some rich children in the class often collude with them. Before they entered the inner door, when they were in the outer door juvenile class, they often bullied the children of ordinary people, Lin Jun was slightly older than them at that time, and he practiced hard, before entering the inner door, the cultivation of the exercises reached the level of the fourth layer of the forging realm, the three brothers of the Lin family and a few rich children joined hands, and they were not Lin Jun's opponents, Lin Jun protected many brothers and sisters, in the hearts of many disciples from ordinary families, Lin Jun was a good big brother who could shelter them from the wind and rain. However, after entering the inner gate, no matter how hard he practiced, Lin Jun's exercises never improved, not only did his brothers and sisters help him, but the three master masters took turns to teach him the exercises individually, but nothing had any effect. Now, Lin Jun will face the cruel reality of being eliminated by the inner door.

Seeing Lin Yefan humiliating Lin Jun, Li Ling'er, who was standing beside Lin Jun, came to Lin Yefan's side, stretched out her slender jade hand, and said, "Give it to me." ”

When she was in the juvenile class, Li Ling'er was a very beautiful girl, and after entering the inner door for a few years, she had become a little beauty like a flower, and she was the object of admiration in the hearts of many male disciples in the class, Lin Yefan was no exception, and often offered her courtesy in front of Li Ling'er, and when Li Ling'er asked for the book in his hand, Lin Yefan obediently handed it to her.

After Li Ling'er got the military book, she immediately turned around and left, returning the book to Lin Jun.

"You ......" Seeing this scene, Lin Ye was furious, and his heart was even more full of hatred for Lin Jun.

Steward Zhao waved his hand, interrupted everyone's words, and said, "Lin Jun has been cultivating here for three years, and his exercises are still at the fourth layer of the Forging Body Realm, and he has never broken through to the fifth layer. Our Purple Bamboo Sect has a door rule, and if a beginner disciple does not reach the level of the fifth layer of the Forging Body Realm within three years of entering the inner gate, he will have to be driven out of the inner gate. In less than a month, Lin Jun will be here for three years, you look at his bear-like appearance, can he still have any interest? Sooner or later, he will be kicked out, and now let him go to chop wood, just let him adapt to the work of the outer disciples first, don't go outside, he can't adapt to it all of a sudden. ”

Steward Zhao continued: "Lin Jun, if you are interested and self-aware, you can now take the initiative to leave the inner gate, save yourself from humiliating yourself, I can tell the steward of the outer gate, and find you a good errand, if you don't know how to lift, you have to survive until the inner gate expells you, then, you may be asked to go to the spirit stone mine a hundred miles away to mine, that is a real coolie." ”

Seeing that Steward Zhao once again let himself take the initiative to leave the inner door, Lin Jun felt a little strange. In recent months, he had one of his deacons Liu find him several times and persuade him to take the initiative to exit the inner door.

Lin Jun thought to himself: Although he doesn't know what Steward Zhao's real purpose is, if he takes the initiative to exit the inner door, he will definitely be able to bring him benefits, even a lot of benefits.

Lin Jun secretly made up his mind, you want me to leave on my own, I won't leave.

Lin Jun tidied up his clothes, looked at Steward Zhao, and said sonorously word by word: "Steward Zhao, I will never give up lightly until the last moment." Never leave the inner door on your own initiative. When it's really three years old, when I need to leave, I will wait until the moon sets that day, and the sun rises the next day. ”

"Okay, Senior Brother Lin said it well. As soon as Lin Jun's words were finished, a round of applause rang out beside him.

This applause was heard in the ears of Steward Zhao and Lin Yefan, and it felt extremely harsh.

I saw Steward Zhao shouting hysterically: "Chop wood and go to !!"