Zhen simply opened the door, walked out to look at the black three fat with the sword on his back, and asked, "Manager, aren't you going to give me special training?"

"That's afternoon!" Hei Sanpang stepped forward and handed Zhen Shan a light green wooden plaque, with the word 'Dandian' carved on the front and the seven words 'Outer Disciple Zhen Simple', each of which was carved extremely vigorously, faintly exuding a sense of vicissitudes.

He said, "In the afternoon, I will conduct special training on your physical body! As for the morning, there are rotating elders in the Dan Hall who are in charge of the lectures!"

"Lectures, that is, classes, aren't all cultivating immortals practiced by yourself?" Zhen said simply.

Hei San Fat shook his head and said, "Cultivating and alchemy by yourself, that's the matter of the inner disciples! When the outer disciples come in, most of them don't understand the knowledge of cultivation, and they don't understand the environment of the surrounding sects, the distinction of weapon grades, the distinction of elixir grades, the methods of alchemy, etc., in this case, there is no difference between letting them cultivate by themselves and ignoring them!"

"In other words, the outer disciples have to go through the elders' lectures to understand the basic situation clearly, and then they will cultivate on their own?"

"Yes, however, if there is an elder as a master, he will still receive the teacher's lectures at night, and the progress will be faster than that of other disciples!"

Hei Sanpang patted Zhen Shan on the shoulder and said, "These basic knowledge, each of them is very important, and the foundation of future cultivation will be laid on it, listen to it!" He said in his heart: Boy, you can watch and listen to it, otherwise...... If I don't get any benefits, you kid don't want to be safe.

Zhen simply nodded, turned to look at the pale green wooden card, and thought, "This should be the identity waist card!" He merged into an internal energy, and the wooden card glowed with a faint green light, and a majestic aura came out.

"This is within the identity waist card, there is this innate realm level divine thought!"

Hei Sanpang took it and said: "This kind of divine thought can be used as an attack weapon, and it is not a problem to injure some strong people in the early stage of the Innate Realm, it can be regarded as a protective measure for the outer disciples!

Zhen simply hung his identity waist card on his waist and said, "Black Manager, let's go!"

"Good!"

When the two of them left the mansion, it was still early in the morning, and there was a long way to go to the palace where classes were to be held.

On the road, many groups of outer disciples chatted with each other, and went straight to a magnificent and huge palace two kilometers ahead.

"Senior Brother Zhen!"

A crisp voice came into Zhen Shan's ears.

Zhen simply looked back, a girl appeared in front of him, and he smiled: "Han Yi, are you all right?"

"Are you okay?" Han Yi looked puzzled, cherry's lips bit slightly, and after thinking for a moment, she said, "I'm okay?" What's wrong, Senior Brother Zhen, something happened last night?"

"No, no!" Zhen simply pushed his hand, glanced at the other four people, and found no trace of Zhang Baisheng, so he asked, "What about the young city lord of Baidu City?" He said in his heart: That goods should still be in the toilet!

Hearing his words, anger appeared on the faces of the five people.

Han Yi was indignant and said, "Senior Brother Zhen, we all wanted to persuade Zhang Baisheng yesterday to come back and apologize to you, but he was unwilling to live or die, and he also injured Senior Brother Wang!" Next to her, a pale young man with a white cloth wrapped around his chest.

"Hello Senior Brother Zhen!" the pale young man stepped forward and suffered some internal injuries, which were not serious. He arched his hand and said, "My name is Wang Ce!"

Zhen simply nodded slightly, quite majestic, and said, "Zhang Baisheng, he will get the punishment he deserves, you don't have to worry!" He held his chin in his left hand and thought: "A young city lord, you can get forty-three thousand lower grade spars casually?"

He knew that a low-grade magic weapon was only a hundred thousand low-grade spars.

The top-grade magic weapon is probably worth more than 40,000 lower-grade spars, which is enough for the late-stage innate realm cultivators to exert twelve percent of their combat power.

In the same way, if you pack and sell the battle knife village, I am afraid that it will only be 5,000 lower grade spars!

I have to say that there are really a lot of low-grade spars on Zhang Baisheng's body.

"In Baidu City, the City Lord's Mansion specializes in the monopoly of manufacturing instruments and the opening of business groups, and earns a lot of spars every year. Han Yi sighed and said, "As for our Han family and Wang family, the annual income added together is not as good as the City Lord's Mansion!"

In this way, Xuan Xuan understands it.

The city lord's mansion, the main business is the merchant group, naturally you can easily earn spars, just a batch of goods price difference, you can make a profit of tens of thousands of lower grade spars.

"Woo ......"

"It stinks!"

"Let's go......"

In front, dozens of outer disciples covered their noses and retreated to both sides, looking at a man covered in earthy yellow slime with a shocked expression. The outer disciples seemed to see the plague god, more because of the special smell emanating from that person, which was too strong.

"Sister Han!"

Wang Ce grabbed Han Yi, pointed to the person from the opposite side, and said, "Let's hurry back, that person is all covered in, and it will be troublesome if he gets dirty!" He hurriedly grabbed several other people, and they were all about to run to the other side.

"Senior Brother Zhen, let's hide, I don't know which crazy person it is!"

"Black Boss! Senior Brother Zhen!"

"Let's hide!"

Han Yi shouted several times in a row, and even stepped forward to grab Zhen Simple's hand with his left hand, covered his nose with his right hand, and shouted: "It's very stinky, let's get out of the way!" Senior Brother Zhen, the black manager ......."

"yes, I don't know which goddamn bastard!"

"It's a dull soul when it comes out with all over my body!"

............

Wang Ce and many outer disciples frowned.

Zhen Shan and Hei San were fat, but they squinted their eyes and quietly looked at the person who came over. The two glanced at each other, and a strange look flashed in their eyes. Zhen simply turned around and said, "Han Yi, you go over first, we'll deal with it!"

"Zhen Simple!"

A terrible cry came from the mouth of the man covered in.

"I, Zhang Baisheng, am going to kill you today!" He was covered in yellowish excrement, and it was obvious that he had wasted a lot of effort in order to crawl out of the dung pit. With excrement-stained hands, he clenched his jet-black sword and shouted, "You two bastards, I'm going to kill you!"

"Zhen Simple, you give the young city lord a laxative!"

"Black San Fat, you sell expired pills to the young city lord!"

"You two kings—"

Bang!!

A heavy sound came out, and I saw a large tree root with a diameter of half a meter sweeping across the expiration, directly smashing Zhang Baisheng dozens of meters away, and the splashed excrement was resisted by the roots!

Zhen simply put down the roots of the tree, clapped his hands, and said disdainfully: "What kind of revenge is this strength? Believe it or not, next time, I'll give you!"

With this bit of strength, you dare to take revenge, and smash it away for you with a stick.

He looked at Han Yi and the others, a smile spread out on the corner of his lips, and said, "Are you all okay?"

"Good...... Okay, that's amazing!" Han Yi opened her mouth wide, and her whole person was stunned.