Chapter 120: The Numb Heavenly Gift Sect (Third Update)

"Huh...... Replaced?"

Ning Tianjiang held two pills, sniffed left and right, and finally quieted down.

As soon as Zhao Chu turned his head, it turned out that the old man in charge who was dozing off had already moved to the courtyard to sleep, and next to the table, the young man who was refining qi was still frowning and thinking about things...... However, he writes with his left hand and draws with his right, and his mind cannot be still.

"I'm coming to join the sect!"

Zhao Chu walked to the table and said.

"Good...... What?

The boy looked up sharply.

It is a face with soft facial features, full of indisputable with the world.

Zhao Chu nodded.

"Are you sure?"

The teenager asked again.

Zhao Chu didn't bother to explain any more, so he directly squeezed his fingers, and a drop of essence blood dripped onto the badge of the Heavenly Gift Sect.

A faint brilliance flashed, and Zhao Chu had an extra badge in his palm!

On the badge, there is the word God-given.

"It's an organized person. ”

Zhao Chu laughed at himself, back then in the Xiangfeng Martial Academy, his first choice was the blood refining camp.

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Thundered!

At this moment, the change was sudden.

A deafening voice sounded, and the Taiqing Ancient Bell inside the Heavenly Gift Sect suddenly shook.

The teenagers who came to sign up looked up in fear...... And some disciples in the sect just looked at it indifferently.

Once a year, the enlightenment day of the Taiqing ancient bell has begun again...... They didn't have any meaning except to be able to watch the demeanor of the disciples of the Nine Great Sects.

"This year's sound seems to be weaker than last year's. ”

A passer-by sighed casually.

At the same time, within the Tianci Sect, those few disciples actually left the sect with a cover, and in front of everyone's eyes, countless people pointed at them, and they were unspeakably sad.

"See...... This is the fate of the Heavenly Gift Sect, half an hour later, the Tianjiao of the Nine Great Sects will arrive at the Heavenly Gift Sect, and no one can stay in the Heavenly Gift Sect including the head of the sect...... There is nothing more shameful in the world. ”

"It's like someone else uses your pot and cooks with your rice...... If you don't let you eat it, you won't be allowed to smell it...... Ay. ”

Ning Tianjiang came back to his senses, and the baby generally hid the Qi Haidan, and then leaned over and said.

In his mind, Zhao Chu is already a living tyrant.

However, Zhao Chu took away the badge of the Heavenly Gift Sect, but he didn't see it.

"Fifth junior brother, why don't you go and get the cover rolls, and don't sleep at night?"

A fat-faced teenager reprimanded.

Just after Zhao Chu took away the badge, the young man hadn't come back to his senses, and he was reprimanded again at this moment, nodding blankly.

"Fang Sanwan, don't run away, the old man got it for you!"

At the same time, a lame old man with an extremely ugly appearance, holding a pair of bedding rolls, handed it to the young man.

Fang Sanwan took the cover roll, nodded at the old man, and then ran out of the door with the senior brothers.

The old man shook his head and cleaned up the hallway.

In this way, a sect is empty!

"Fang Sanwan, your senior brothers are not promising, you go ...... Standing under the tenth Enlightenment Stone, the Taiqing Ancient Bell is the opportunity left to me by the ancestor of the Heavenly Sect, and we must protect our dignity. ”

At this time, the head of the sect stood up and pointed at Fang Sanwan and said.

Hearing this, the other four senior brothers smiled gloatingly...... Fang Sanwan panicked and looked around blankly.

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Woooo

At this moment, in the distance of the sky, several sharp whistles suddenly sounded.

In the distance, a young man in a fiery red robe stepped on a flying sword, and his robe flew with a magnificent momentum.

"This is the genius of the Xuanyan Sect's Inner Sect, what a terrifying momentum!"

The momentum of the sevenfold qi refining is rolling like a dragon, and on his robe, there are five lines embroidered, which means that he has been cultivating in Xuanyan Sect for five years!

Almost at the same time, countless dazzling lines were drawn in the sky.

The other eight major sects gathered, and everyone looked at the sky, their faces full of amazement and envy.

This is the true style of the Xiuzhen sect...... Compared with these Tianjiao Sects, the second-rate sects that the people present crowded their heads and wanted to apprentice, the Dashan Sect and the Tiangang Sect, were instantly commonplace.

"Martial Dragon Sect, I should have been one of them!"

Seeing Wulong Sect Tianjiao landing under the Enlightenment Stone, Ning Tianjiang gritted his teeth with hatred.

Thundered!

At the same time, two people on the other side were fighting, flying sand and rocks.

"It's the senior brother of the Great Mountain Sect and the Tiangang Sect, and they are dueling for the tenth enlightenment place!"

Someone exclaimed, and everyone looked away.

The two young men who refined qi five times were full of tigers and tigers, and every move caused spiritual power to roar, and in just a few minutes, the ground under the feet of the two was already full of holes, and many young people who saw it were dumbfounded.

"Last year, it was the victory of the senior brother of the Dashan Sect, and this year, the people of the Tiangang Sect seem to want to take revenge!"

Everyone pointed and pointed, and the battle between the two came to an end.

Sure enough, it was the young man of Tiangang Sect who was victorious, and he was proud and bowed to the crowd with his fists...... His victory also caused a burst of fierce cheers from the Tiangang Sect.

The disciples of the Nine Great Sects are already standing under the enlightenment stone of the Taiqing Ancient Bell at this moment, and they can enter the Ancient Bell Illusion Realm just by waiting for the Ancient Bell Vision to open.

As for the fight next to them, they didn't even open their eyelids.

Whether it's the Tianci Sect or the Tiangang Sect...... Under the nine major factions, all are garbage.

And next to the Nine Great Sect Tianjiao, there was a thin figure, trembling and terrified...... He is Fang 30,000, and he was forced to come here by the head.

After all, it is the ancient bell of the Heavenly Gift Sect, and someone must come to the stage to hold it for a while.

"Master, why bother, three years ago, Fang Sanwan chose the Tianci Sect because there was no sect to take him in, and at this time of year, he had to be humiliated in place of the Tianci Sect...... It's better to give up completely, and it's a hundred. ”

The ugly lame old man of the Tianci Sect was a little distressed by Fang 30,000.

"Mo Lao, this year is the last time, and next year will definitely not let Fang Sanwan be embarrassed. ”

The head nodded again and again, but muttered in his heart.

At this time next year, whether the Heavenly Gift Sect exists or not is another matter...... These people, including the head of his own sect, are all from other sects, and no one wants them, so they reluctantly come to mess around.

Speaking of which, it seems that the Heavenly Gift Sect has only one patriarch.

That's Mo Lao, the servant who cleans.

It is rumored that Mo Lao's grandfather served the two relatives of the year in the Tianci Sect...... It's a pity that the two brothers, Duan Xuehan and Duan Xuelin, were recruited by the imperial court and have not returned to the Heavenly Gift Sect for more than ten years.

The two brothers broke off with the sect, which was also a condition for the imperial court to prevent the nine major factions from destroying the Heavenly Sect.

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"It's you waste again, last year you dared to occupy the tenth place, and the mountain sent you two choices, take him eighteen punches, or kowtow eighteen heads...... This year, I'm still giving you that choice, but I'm going to double it...... I'm going to punch you 36 times, or you're going to knock you 36 times!"

"The face of my Tiangang Sect must be worth more than the Great Mountain Sect!"

There are still ten minutes before Gu Zhong enlightened.

Wang Bei, who was recognized as the strongest in the second-rate sect, stepped forward, he looked at Fang Sanwan and smiled evilly.

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At this time, the people who gathered around the Taiqing Ancient Bell to watch the excitement were already three layers inside and three layers outside, and many people looked at Fang Sanwan, who was only promised, and was a little pitiful.

At this time last year, he was also pushed to the Enlightenment Stone by the head of the Heavenly Gift Sect, and was humiliated by the Dashan Sect.

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"I, I...... This ......"

Although Fang Sanwan was peaceful, he had to kowtow every year to make amends, and he was a little reluctant in his heart.

Obviously I didn't do anything wrong, why should I make amends, if I don't make amends, I will be beaten.

"If I leave, can you not beat me?"

Wang Bei is a powerhouse with five levels of qi refining, and Fang Sanwan is not as powerful as a chicken in front of him.

"Can't you understand people? 36 punches, or 36 rings...... This is my Tiangang Sect's face problem!"

Wang Bei roared viciously, which frightened Fang 30,000.

Then, he looked at the head and his senior brother again.

It's a pity that it's a cold and numb face...... They had a blanket under their feet, and they were only glad that there was a scapegoat of Fang 30,000.

Whoever makes the head of the family love face, but he is still unwilling to take responsibility, whether Fang Sanwan is beaten or kneeling, the disciples are unproductive, and it has nothing to do with him, the head.

The dispute over the Enlightenment Stone was originally also a matter between disciples.

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"This sect is insensitive, the head is not like the head, and the disciples are not like the disciples...... Brother, you must listen to the advice, this kind of place will not come to ...... Hey...... What about people?"

Ning Tianjiang pointed and was discussing with Zhao Chu, when he turned his head and found that the black-robed figure had disappeared.

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"Why don't you punch me? So many people, how embarrassed to kowtow!"

Under the Enlightenment Stone.

Fang Sanwan looked at the dense crowd, his face turned red, and then he plucked up the courage to say.

"Hmph...... Dare to bargain, now you don't have to kneel. 36 punches, not a single punch is missing, I will cripple you...... Hmph!"

Wang Bei was furious.

A mere little disciple of the Heavenly Gift Sect dared to bargain with him.

There was also Tianjiao of the Nine Great Sects next to him, how could he be ashamed.

Bang!

Almost in the blink of an eye, a crimson punch, like a long rainbow piercing the sun, blasted directly towards Fang Sanwan's face.

"Get out of the way!"

"If you can't bear it, you might as well kowtow a few times!"

At this time, many onlookers hurriedly persuaded them.

Fang Sanwan trembled, he suddenly thought, there is a little junior brother today, and he is also a senior brother, how can he kneel down directly...... Resist at least one punch, even if it's just one.

"Wang Bei, you are ruthless enough...... Last year, I punched him three times, and I only used 50% of my strength, so I should teach him a lesson...... You are so powerful, one punch with the full strength of the five qi refining may directly kill him!"

The young man of the Dashan faction who duel with Wang Bei snorted coldly.

This punch was burning with the full strength of the five qi refining forces, and even the Tianjiao of the nine major factions next to him turned his head strangely...... Is it necessary to fight a waste of refining gas?

"Don't die, unlucky!"

Zong Tianjiao, a girl with outstanding appearance, looked at Fang Sanwan, and there was only disgust in her beautiful eyes.

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"Fight!"

With his arms in front of his chest, Fang Sanwan gritted his teeth and prepared for the worst.

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Syllable!

At the moment when he was about to face the catastrophe, a crisp sound suddenly appeared in his ears.

"Next, leave it to me!"

Fang Sanwan opened his eyes.

In front of him, a black robe flew non-stop, with a pitch-black mask and messy long hair...... This is, a new disciple who just joined the sect?

The terrifying fist that judged his fate was clenched in the palm of his hand, and he did not move.