Three thousand times to refine the spiritual source, Chen Zong became one of the tens of thousands of preparatory disciples of Taiyuan Tianzong Mingguang Mountain. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Tens of thousands of preparatory disciples, that is, tens of thousands of mouths, eating and drinking is not a small problem, but Taiyuan Tianzong does not provide food and drink, but it also opens some other peaks outside Mingguang Mountain, etc., and allows the preparatory disciples and others to enter and hunt demon beasts for food.

In addition, there are also people who have been operating here for generations, opening restaurants and so on.

It can be said that at the foot of Mingguang Mountain, in addition to the residential area of the preparatory disciples, there is also a market area, which is very large, like a loose city, surrounding Mingguang Mountain.

After practicing, Chen Zong walked to the market area.

The market area is bustling with a lot of people, basically all of them are disciples of Taiyuan Tianzong, most of them are preparatory disciples, and formal disciples will also come here to set up stalls and trade.

"Get out of the way, are you deaf?" the brutal voice carried a strong anger.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, brothers, I don't have a good ear. A young man bowed and apologized with a humble smile on his face, and there were three people in front of him, two men and one woman, wearing light blue fitting robes, which were martial robes that only official disciples of Taiyuan Tianzong could wear, a symbol of status.

The young man who humbly apologizes is a preparatory disciple.

Even if the other party collided with him, he had to apologize, because the other party was a formal disciple, and he was a preparatory disciple, although there were rules that could not kill people at will within the scope of Mingguangshan, but he was seriously injured after being bullied, but Mingguangshan didn't care, as long as he didn't die.

But if it was a preparatory disciple who didn't do his best to provoke the formal disciple and was killed, Ming Guangshan would not punish the formal disciple.

"For meager things, I invite my brothers and sisters to drink tea, and I hope to accept them with a smile. While apologizing humbly, the young man also took out thirty inferior spirit sources and handed them to the other party.

"Hmph, count you as acquaintances. The three of them all hung up a sneer, and the leader directly stretched out his hand and copied the thirty inferior spirit sources into his hands: "Next time, remember not to get in the way casually, if you encounter someone with a bad temper, you are already a corpse." ”

"Thank you, Senior Brother, for your teachings. The young man nodded hurriedly.

"Let's go, let's go to Mingfeng Tower for a drink. "With those thirty inferior spirit sources, the three formal disciples walked away.

Behind him, the young man clenched his fists and endured in silence.

Many people on the side saw this scene, but no one came forward, because they didn't dare or didn't want to, just watched coldly.

I didn't know each other, and Chen Zong wouldn't care about such a thing for no reason.

The self-improvement is endless, and the self-improvement is fearless.

The young preparatory disciple's choice was to swallow his anger and exchange it for a moment of calm.

In life, there are all kinds of choices, and what choices you make will bear what kind of consequences.

Chen Zong walked by, looking at the things on the stalls on both sides, there were body parts of demon beasts, some treasure medicines, and some strange things, which were found or dug up from the mountains, maybe they might be treasures.

However, it did not attract Chen Zong's attention, and naturally he did not buy it, and gradually Chen Zong walked to a restaurant, Mingfeng Building.

This Mingfeng Building is not run by ordinary people, the background is very large, and it is said to be the property of an elder on Mingguang Mountain.

Although the powerhouses of the transcendent realm have undergone transformation at the level of life, they still can't get rid of the fact that they are human beings, and if they are human beings, they will have various needs.

There may be less demand in this area, but there is still a need in other areas.

If you have industry, you mean you have income, and if you have income, you have wealth, and that is equal to many things.

Mingfeng Tower is four stories high, Chen Zong stepped into the first floor and swept it, every table was full of people, and then he walked towards the stairs on the second floor.

This move immediately attracted the attention of many people.

"The second floor can only be entered by formal disciples, and he doesn't look like a formal disciple. ”

"I have the impression that he is a preparatory disciple who came through some back doors a few days ago, and he doesn't understand the rules. ”

"The original newcomer, it seems, doesn't know this without being taught a lesson and paying some price. ”

While these people were talking, Chen Zong had already stepped on the second floor of the stairs and walked to the second floor.

At a glance, the second floor was also full.

No one came to intercept him, and Chen Zong walked directly to the third floor.

"It's up. ”

"The second floor?"

"No, he's on his way to the third floor. ”

"Third floor!"

Suddenly, a burst of exclamations rang out.

"He didn't want to die, he dared to go to the third floor. ”

"O ignorant man. ”

"Although there is no explicit rule that our preparatory disciples cannot go up to the second and third floors, the private rule is like this, by default, only formal disciples can step on the second floor, and elite disciples can only step on the third floor. ”

At the beginning of the construction of Mingfeng Tower, there were no rules, of course, there are no now, everything is made by the disciples of Mingguang Mountain.

Preparatory disciples can only stay on the first floor, the second floor belongs to formal disciples, the third floor belongs to elite disciples, and the fourth floor belongs to core disciples, one floor and one class, so as to distinguish between high and low status.

The result of entering the next level is often very bad, but some new disciples do not know this, and they have to pay some price to understand.

Stepping on the third floor, Chen Zong swept over at a glance, the people sitting on the third floor were all wearing blue martial robes, and there was a bright light on the cuffs of the martial robes, which was woven with some kind of special silk thread, which symbolized the identity of the elite disciples of Mingguang Mountain.

Originally, he just heard the footsteps and swept his gaze at random, but suddenly froze on Chen Zong's body, and then, a trace of dissatisfaction, banter and annoyance appeared.

"Who are you, don't you know that this is a place where elite disciples can come?" An elite disciple carefully looked at Chen Zong for a few moments, then got up and scolded in a stern voice.

Other elite disciples also looked at it.

"Preparatory disciple?" one of the elite disciples walked up to Chen Zong and asked rhetorically.

Chen Zong nodded.

"Get down, this is not a place where the preparatory disciples can come. This elite disciple's eyes were cold, his tone was bad, and when the words fell, he waved his hand directly, and the sleeves of his robe rolled up a violent wind whistled, and slapped Chen Zong's face fiercely.

If you are beaten, you will not die, nor will you be seriously injured, but the strength contained in it will directly swell your face, and it will also make people roll down the stairs, which is very embarrassing.

I have to say that this person's intentions are vicious.

Chen Zong's eyes were cold, and he didn't see any momentum, but his body rippled like water waves, making the opponent's robe sleeves fall into the air, and at the moment when he was about to attack for the second time, the sword head struck directly on the opponent's stomach, and the terrifying strength raged like a vortex, causing this elite disciple to lose his strength in an instant, and his whole body fell forward, rolling down the stairs, making a thumping sound.

"How dare you make a move. ”

"Take him. ”

"Kill him. ”

The other elite disciples were enraged, and they all unleashed an astonishing momentum, and after locking Chen Zong, they all attacked Chen Zong again.

The strength of each of these elite disciples is very strong, and all of them have reached the eight-star combat power level, and the power between them is amazing.

The age of these elite disciples is not too old, it is estimated that they are in their thirties, but they look about the same as their twenties, but they can have eight-star combat power, and if they are placed on Chaotian Island, they are the top geniuses, and they will not be inferior to Xiahou Ba and others, or even stronger than Xiahou Ba and others.

This also made Chen Zong even more surprised by the quality of geniuses on the Canglan Continent's side, indeed, because of the better cultivation environment and resources, as well as the influence of various factors of inheritance, the cultivation here has become easier.

The thought flashed, and in the face of many attacks, Chen Zong was not ambiguous at all, his body was not moving, and the Tianyang Sword was unsheathed, and it slashed out of thin air in front of him, like a crescent moon in front of him, cutting and shattering all attacks.

The sword energy pierced through the sky, swept away, swept past everyone, and directly knocked more than a dozen elite disciples into the air.

Chen Zong used skill, and did not use heavy hands, but just repelled them, if it was a battle of life and death, this sword would have already killed them, and what they wanted was just deterrence.

"Who the hell are you?" After more than a dozen elite disciples got up, their eyes were shocked, and they didn't dare to continue to attack, when the sword wind of Fang Cai's sword swept over their bodies, they felt creepy, they were not stupid, and they realized that the other party's strength was much stronger than their own, even if more than a dozen people were on it together, they were not necessarily opponents.

"Prepare disciples. Chen Zongdao immediately asked rhetorically: "Does anyone stipulate that preparatory disciples can only eat on the first floor?

More than a dozen elite disciples, you look at me, I look at you, Mingfeng Building does not have this regulation, these regulations are just initiated by some disciples of Mingguang Mountain by virtue of their identity.

Over time, what is not the rule has become the rule.

In the past, it was not that there were no preparatory disciples who wanted to break this rule, after all, among the preparatory disciples, there were also capable people, but at most, they broke into the second floor to make a show of prestige, and then they were suppressed.

On the side of Mingguang Mountain, the preparatory disciples are uneven, but they are generally relatively ordinary, otherwise they would not be reduced to preparatory disciples, as for the formal disciples, they are naturally outstanding, basically every one of them can have seven-star combat power within the age of thirty.

As for the elite disciples, they must have eight-star combat power.

And the core disciples are stronger, nine-star combat power, and grandmaster-level masters.

This grade is definitely much stronger than those top-grade sects on Chaotian Island.

"It's true that Mingfeng Mansion doesn't have explicit rules, but this rule was set by the three secret senior brothers, do you want to break the rules of the three secret senior brothers?" one of the elite disciples shouted angrily.

The disciple level of Taiyuan Heavenly Sect is very clear, the core disciples are not the highest, and there are secret disciples on it.

Every secret disciple is a human extreme realm powerhouse, in other words, only by achieving the human extreme realm can he be qualified to become a secret disciple, and each of them has a very high status, even comparable to some of the lower level elders of each mountain.

"I heard that this Mingfeng Mansion is the property of Elder Mingyi, Elder Mingyi doesn't have such rules, could it be that those three secret disciples plan to overstep their authority, or do they plan to encroach on Mingfeng Mansion for themselves?" As soon as Chen Zong's voice fell, the faces of more than a dozen elite disciples changed drastically.

This kind of talk is a bit heart-wrenching.

The status of the secret disciple is indeed very high, comparable to some of the lower elders, but the Mingyi Elder is the real power elder in Mingguang Mountain second only to the Lord of Mingguang Mountain, and any secret disciple has to be respectful in front of him.