Chapter 16: The Five Can't Be Messed With

The dozen or so statues around are slightly smaller than 'Wang Tian', and they are the masters of the Wang Clan's martial arts in the past dynasties, a total of eleven. However, none of these sect masters' highest cultivation has ever surpassed the Xuan Realm.

Wang Xing took a step forward and walked towards the Wang Clan's martial arts in the distance. After walking about half a pillar of incense, I saw a majestic gate. The width is more than a dozen zhang. In front of the door stood more than a dozen Wang disciples wearing black and white practice uniforms.

At the feet of each disciple was a black-striped white tiger. When the black-veined white tiger saw someone coming, he suddenly stood up, staring at the person with brass bell-like eyes, and the posture seemed to pounce on him in the next second.

"This is the Wang Clan's Martial Sect, and idle people can't wait to enter!" a disciple shouted loudly at Wang Xing.

"Please let me know, I'm looking for Wang Tiezhu!" Wang Xing said.

"I want money again?!I'm running out of money!!" A lazy voice came from behind.

Wang Xing turned his head to look, and a middle-aged man with a thin body and a scruffy beard was slowly walking towards here. This body type is too worthy of his name. There was an iron pillar, and it was obviously a rotten log.

Wang Xing handed his father's letter to the other party. The other party looked at it and pulled Wang Xing to a hidden place.

"What?!Are you Wang Yunlong's son?!I haven't seen him for more than 30 years, and my son has grown so big!" After speaking, he looked up and down carefully, and then said: "The appearance is also a little similar to your father. As you can see, I'm pretty embarrassed right now. Since the realm stagnated ten years ago, I have long given up on becoming a martial artist. Now it's just a small handyman's room. If you don't like it, why don't you come in with me first? ”

Wang Xing nodded.

Tie Zhu took Wang Xing into the Wang Clan's martial arts.

"Oh, I've got another little brother!"

"This little brother won when you gambled, right?"

"Hey, Iron Pillar, it's time for our toilet to be washed!"

"Iron pillar! It's time to clean up the training ground!"

Along the way, many disciples were greeting Chen Tiezhu. Most of them, though, are contemptuous glances. Sure enough, as Tie Zhu said, this guy is not good in the Wang Clan's martial arts.

Walking around in it, Wang Xing was about to turn dizzy, and then he came to a small courtyard. Although it is a yard, it is more appropriate to call it a place to place miscellaneous items. In the small courtyard, there are many toilets, brooms, rags, and discarded wooden figures, which is simply a large garbage dump.

"These guys, are they lazy again?" Chen Tiezhu muttered a few words in his mouth and kicked the wooden door of the main entrance open.

Inside the house, the three young men whose disciples were practicing martial arts were frightened, their eyes widened, they stopped their movements, and looked at Chen Tiezhu blankly one by one.

The three teenagers hurriedly came to Tie Zhu's face, and said in a rather cordial voice: "Ah, Uncle Tie Zhu is back!"

"Hurry up and clean the door for me, you disobedient little boys!" Chen Tiezhu scolded as he lightly slapped the heads of two disciples.

A few young disciples grinned and began to clean the garbage dump at the door.

"I'm aggrieved, but put this on first. Chen Tiezhu took out a disciple's uniform from a pile of clothes and handed it to Wang Xing.

Wang Xing took it in his hand and saw that this dress was different from the other disciples of the Wang family, and on the back, a large red circle was drawn. Inside the circle, there is a big 'miscellaneous' word written. He didn't care, he changed his clothes and put them on his body.

"Wang Xing, you have to know. Don't let anyone else know where you come from. Especially your father's name, not to mention. Chen Tiezhu began to tell Wang Xing about some of the rules of the Wang Clan's martial arts.

In the Wang Clan's martial arts, identity and status are particularly important, and there are about five kinds of up and down. The first is the miscellaneous servants like Wang Xing, whose status is the lowest, and what they can get every year is only a small amount of money, and the second is the internal guard of the Wang family's martial arts. These guards have been in the martial arts for a long time, and there is no progress in the martial arts, so they can only be guards in the end; the third type is the outer disciples, these disciples are not admitted to the martial arts after passing the examination, but spend a lot of money to enter the martial arts practice; the fourth type is the inner disciples of the martial arts, the inner disciples can not only enjoy the guidance of the martial arts, as the key training objects of the martial arts, but also take various pills as a fortune every year to improve their cultivation; the fifth type, that is, the highest level among the disciples, the true disciples。

True disciples are as noble as princes in the palace in the martial arts, and they enjoy everything they can enjoy. Pills, unparalleled martial arts, and so on. There are a total of three disciples of this True Transmission, and each of them is a master who has entered the Peerless Realm. There is no doubt that it is like a carp that jumped on the dragon gate and turned into a dragon.

"Do you understand? Don't offend these five types of people. The same goes for you. Chen Tiezhu pointed to the three teenagers standing outside the door.

"Got it, you haven't said the next sentence yet, we're not. One of the teenagers said.

This named Li Qiang was bought back from the market by Chen Tiezhu three years ago, just because he sold himself to bury his father. The other two teenagers are named Wang Lu and Chen Yang, who have been orphans since they were almost children, and Chen Tiezhu saw them pitiful, so he accepted them.

"It's good to know that. It's a world where the strong are respected. After Chen Tiezhu finished speaking, a trace of loneliness flashed in his eyes, and he disappeared immediately, "Oh, Wang Lu, go and lead the way, take your little junior brother Wang Xing to the room." After that, you all come to me, and I'll explain it. ”

Wang Lu's young man nodded and took Wang Xing out. After entering two gates on the right, there is a small courtyard. The small yard is not big, but it is clean. In the distance, there were several practicing dummies.