Chapter 213: Aren't You a True Disciple?

Dong Quan's disappearance was deliberately forgotten in the outer pavilion, as if his memory had been erased, some people pretended to be crazy and stupid, and some people didn't know it at all, only Zhong Qi was still roaring every day, saying that he saw Zhang Tian kill Dong Quan with his own eyes and destroy his body.

However, no one listened, and some people directly locked Zhong Qi up, saying that a blind man can't see, how can he see it with his own eyes?

What's more, this blind man is still crazy.

Zhang Tian's hand was so beautiful that he didn't even leave a corpse, plus Xuan Tianshu arrived in time to completely bury this matter!

As for the elders, they are all copying the rules of the pavilion!

After explaining, Dong Quan's name could not be mentioned again, and they were as quiet as chickens, and they didn't dare to put a fart.

By the time Jiang Yunchen in the cabinet knew about this, a week had passed.

Boom!

Jiang Yunchen slashed the stone table in front of him with a sword, and the whole person erupted with a strong killing intent.

"Senior brother, what kind of people are those people in the outer pavilion? How dare you touch your cousin! One of the people next to him spoke angrily.

Jiang Yunchen turned his head and looked at him with an angry smile.

The man was a little scared, and he didn't understand what Jiang Yunchen's eyes meant.

Jiang Yunchen said: "You think I'm angry because my cousin died?" ”

"Isn't it?" The man was puzzled.

"Huh!" Jiang Yunchen sneered, his expression hideous: "Dong Quan is just a family pompous, and his death won't make me sad and angry, but don't you think that those people in the outer pavilion even dare to move the true disciples, and they don't take me seriously at all?" ”

As soon as these words came out, the disciple finally understood, and when he looked at Jiang Yunchen again, he was even more afraid.

Jiang Yunchen returned to the room and sat down at a brand-new table again, with a strange smile on his face and a flickering look in his eyes.

Zhang Tian, right, he remembered the name!

When the limelight of the sword spirit passes, pinch him to death!

……

Zhang Tian was unexpectedly clean here, he took Ye Ci to his residence and directly forced him to live.

Those elders were busy copying the rules of the pavilion, and the various stewards were busy rectifying the outer cabinet, and no one had the time to take care of this trivial matter.

So this week was particularly comfortable, and when he finally came back from the Xishan cliff, Zhang Tian first let himself salted fish for a few days.

Tired!

For three months, he was forging the sword tide every day, and he practiced the sword all night and night, he was definitely strong in perseverance if he was not crazy.

It's just that Ye Ci's injury has finally fallen into a hidden danger.

Even if Zhang Tian gave a whole bottle of Huitian Pill to Ye Ci.

"The medicine is digested, but the injury is still not completely healed." After Zhou Qiang came to take a look, she shook her head and sighed: "You can't use all your strength in the future, you can't let your spiritual power be empty, this knee is ......."

Ye Ci's expression remained unchanged, and he just smiled: "It's okay, I'll just pay attention to myself, and it's not that I can't walk or stand up." ”

Zhou Qiang nodded: "The sword can still be practiced, let's change to a light sword." ”

Ye Ci still responded with a smile: "Okay." ”

Zhang Tian watched from the side, not feeling good in his heart.

Even if Dong Quan had no bones left, he still had bruises when he thought about it.

What happens if I arrive a little late?

The first sword cultivator in the true sense of the word he knew was Ye Ci!

Ye Ci when they first met, the funny dialogue, and the restrained and powerful momentum of the other party all seemed to be yesterday.

Everything is vivid, which impressed Zhang Tian.

His understanding of sword cultivation also started from Ye Ci, even including the epiphany of the bloodline awakening.

Zhou Qiang said goodbye and left, and Zhang Tian excused himself to give him a ride and went out together.

"Is there any way to heal?" Zhang Tian got straight to the point: "The kind of healing without any hidden dangers." ”

Zhou Qiang thought about it, and finally shook his head: "No, Ye Ci is just an ordinary disciple of the Outer Cabinet, the cabinet may have a way, but those in the cabinet have elixirs that come back to life, and they are also precious and abnormal, not to mention ordinary disciples, internal disciples, sometimes the true disciples of the cabinet will only have them when their lives are in danger." ”

Hearing that the cabinet might have a way, Zhang Tian's eyes instantly brightened.

Zhou Qiang patted Zhang Tian on the shoulder and shook her head: "Let's not talk about whether you can get it or not, the longer this kind of injury lasts, the more difficult it will be to heal, and when you go to the cabinet, it will be a year later." ”

Zhang Tian bowed to Zhou Qiang and said cautiously: "No matter what, thank you, senior sister." ”

There are too many places to be thankful, since his first weight-bearing training, it was this senior sister who secretly rescued her with an elixir, and this time Ye Ci was injured, and she also came to check the injury every day.

Zhang Tian remembers.

Zhou Qiang waved his hand: "Don't take it to heart, I am also from the eighteen states, I just see that you are kind." ”

After saying that, Zhou Qiang left and did not stay for long.

Zhang Tian looked at Zhou Qiang's back and was moved in his heart.

Immediately after that, the next second, he took out the small sword of sound transmission.

"Uzuma, come to the outer pavilion!"

……

At night, a figure sneaked to the residence of the disciples in the outer pavilion, climbed over the wall, and then climbed the window.

Wu Jian appeared in front of Zhang Tian dressed in black, dressed like a thief, and carried two pots of wine in his hands.

Zhang Tian saw this person's outfit, and his head was full of black lines: "What are you doing with wine?" ”

Wuma was stunned: "You didn't come to me to drink?" ”

Zhang Tian was speechless and pointed upstairs: "My friend is injured, you can take a look." ”

Wuma immediately crossed his face: "I'm not a doctor." ”

Zhang Tian kicked it up: "Let you watch it!" ”

A spirit king, who is still a true disciple, was kicked on the fart by Zhang Tian, a little spirit captain, and he was not angry at all, so he muttered a few words and climbed upstairs.

Ye Ci heard the movement downstairs, he was very curious about who Zhang Tian called, is there still a dog leg in the Phantom Sword Pavilion?

It's just that what he didn't expect was that as soon as he entered the house, Ye Ci felt a powerful aura from Wujian!

Ye Ci's vision was so sharp, he was stunned on the spot!

This is......

Spirit King?

Zhang Tian called over a spirit king?

Still such a young Spirit King!

Or even kicked someone?

Ye Ci suddenly had a pause in his brain, and he couldn't quite understand what was going on!

As soon as Wu Ma came, he saw Ye Ci's knees, and shook his head on the spot: "Who got this?" Poisonous! For Jian Xiu, the knees are no less important than the wrists! ”

Zhang Tian urged: "Can it be cured?" ”

Wuma thought for a while and frowned: "Can it be can, but it's a little troublesome." ”

"How?" Zhang Tian's eyes lit up.

Wu Jian said: "I'll get you a little moon-level marrow cultivation pill first, and when you get to the cabinet, you can figure out if you can get the heaven-level pill yourself, if you want to cure it, there is only the heaven-level pill." ”

Zhang Tian frowned: "I have already used a bottle of the Moon Rank Hui Tian Pill, I called you here to ask you for the Heaven Rank Pill, why did you do it for a long time or only the Moon Rank?" ”

Wu Jian rolled his eyes: "Your Heavenly Rank Pill is Chinese cabbage?" ”

Zhang Tian asked rhetorically, "Aren't you a true disciple?" ”

Hearing this, Ye Ci, who was already shocked, was completely stupid.

What's the matter, Zhang Tian actually kicked the fart of the true disciple?

(End of chapter)