Chapter 11: Back to the Sect
Following the astonishment, Zi Chen saw an old man in sackcloth looking at him in the hall.
"Steward Zhang. β
Zi Chen knows the old man, he is the steward here, surnamed Zhang, he is very easy-going, although his status is not as good as that of the inner disciples, but higher than the outer disciples. When some of the disciples who went out came back, they all came here to deliver some things.
The old man walked up quickly and whispered next to Zi Chen, "Where have you been for a while, you have disappeared for several months. β
"I went out and practiced for a while, and I didn't bring these things back. Zi Chen took out a lot of animal skins from the burden on his back.
"You have to be careful, recently, Wang Meng has always been looking for you again, and he is still looking for Zhao Can, by the way, you are back, why hasn't Zhao Can come back?"
Although his talent is not high and he is old, Steward Zhang is very good, and his words are full of concern.
Zi Chen smiled faintly and said, "Zhao Can is dead." β
Speak lightly, as if it was a cat and a dog who died, not his own good brother.
Steward Zhang was old and refined, just glanced at Zichen and patted him lightly on the shoulder. Zi Chen, who has always been kind, talked about his brother's death, and was so indifferent, Steward Zhang obviously saw something.
"You have to be careful lately, I don't think they're coming with the right intentions. After Steward Zhang said this, he took Zichen's burden and left.
At this moment, two teenagers came from outside the door, and after one of them saw Zi Chen, he said in a strange way: "Yo, isn't this Zi Chen, why, I haven't seen you for a few months, and you haven't died yet?"
"Something?" Zi Chen turned his head and looked at the two calmly.
"Hmph, what is the matter with us looking for you, we are not the same shijie person as you, it is Brother Meng looking for you, I really don't know what kind of shit luck you have taken, so that Brother Meng is so concerned. Another teenager pouted.
The two people in front of them, the slightly taller one is named Fu Jie, and the shorter one is called Chi Ming, as the two said, they had no contact with Zichen before.
Because they all followed Wang Meng, and Wang Meng was Wang Xiong's younger brother, the two sides who had not been in contact with each other had contact at the moment, obviously for the five-hundred-year-old snow ginseng.
"Let's go. β
Seeing that Zi Chen was motionless, Fu Jie's voice was much sharper.
"Where are you going?" Zi Chen looked at Fu Jie.
"Of course I'm looking for Brother Meng. Fu Jie said impatiently: "I really don't know what kind of luck you are taking, where you stepped on the shit, and let Brother Meng look for you by name." β
"I don't know where I stepped on a bubble of stinky shit, but I know that the shit you two stepped on must have been stepped on from in front of Wang Meng's gate, and it stinks like your mouth. Zi Chen glanced at the two of them coldly and said sarcastically.
After speaking, he ignored the two and left directly.
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Being ridiculed by Zi Chen like this, the faces of the two of them became very ugly, and Fu Jie's figure flashed, and he was even more in front of Zi Chen.
At the same time, Chi Ming also followed closely, and above his body, his true qi escaped out, and his eyes glanced at Zi Chen coldly.
"True Qi Fifth Layer?" Zi Chen looked at the two of them, his pupils shrunk slightly.
"Yes, the fifth layer of true qi, enter the inner door steadily, boy, the gap between the inner door and the outer door, you must also know. If you offend us, you don't know how to die. Fu Jie sneered, with a look of pride on his face.
The number of people who came here gradually increased, and naturally some people discovered this scene, and when they heard Fu Jie's words, there was a little envy in their eyes.
"This Zi Chen, who actually offended Senior Brother Fu Jie, is really looking for death. β
"That is, Senior Brother Fu Jie and Senior Brother Chi Ming, but they both want to become inner disciples. β
There are also some people, in order to deliberately curry favor with Fu Jie and Chi Ming, and even ridicule Zichen from a distance.
"Haha, Zichen, now I'll give you a chance to kneel down daoqian, and then follow us obediently to find Brother Meng. Hearing the sounds around him, Chi Ming was even more hahadaxiao, and his expression was extremely arrogant.
For the outer disciples, entering the inner gate is the greatest wish, and the inner disciples are also high.
There are many people who join in the fun, and they all have a little pity in their eyes, offending Fu Jie and Chi Ming is equivalent to offending Wang Meng, and offending Wang Meng is offending Wang Xiong, Zichen's road is almost broken, even if he enters the inner door, it is not easy.
"Yes, get down on your knees and tell everyone who the real shit is. Fu Jie also sneered.
"Idiot. β
Zi Chen didn't bother to take care of the two, looking at each other's eyes as if he was looking at an idiot, and said disdainfully: "Kneel down daoqian, what kind of thing are you, a garbage-like existence." β
Everyone around was dumbfounded.
In this case, Zichen can have a variety of choices, either daoqian, tough, or silent, but they never expected that Zichen would fight back with evil words, and fight back so thoroughly.
The two of them are worthless.
"You!"
Zi Chen's reaction naturally surprised the two of them, and at this moment, the arrogance on the faces of the two disappeared, replaced by anger, incomparable anger, and a killing intent, and the aura of the fifth layer of true qi directly locked on Zi Chen, obviously about to make a move.
"What, do you still have to do it, I'll give you a few guts, see if you dare?" Zi Chen said indifferently.
In the Lingwu Sect, it is forbidden to fight, and the outer disciples are not even qualified to participate in the battle platform, even if there is a big contradiction, they can't do anything in the sect.
Although Fu Jie and Chi Ming both have the strength of the fifth layer of true qi, and the iron and iron can enter the inner gate, after all, they have not yet participated in the assessment, and they are only disciples of the outer gate at present. So the two of them were furious in their hearts, and their eyes were full of fire, but they couldn't help Zichen.
So Zi Chen strode away.
A farce just dispersed, Fu Jie and Chi Ming were deflated, angry, and there was no one who didn't open their eyes to deliberately stutter.
"Hmph, we'll see. β
The two snorted coldly, but they could only say a cruel word and leave
Zi Chen returned to his hut, there are two huts, although they are not big, but the equipment is relatively complete, there are tables, chairs, benches and beds.
Next to Zi Chen's hut is Zhao Can's residence, in the past, because the two had a good relationship and were brothers, they tried to find a way to live next to each other, but unfortunately now thinking of Zhao Can again, Zi Chen's face was calm, but his heart became cold.
"Zi Chen, get out of here. β
Not long after Zi Chen returned to the hut, there was an angry shout outside, this voice Zi Chen was not familiar with before, but now he knew that it was Fu Jie's voice.
Fu Jie is fierce and arrogant.
When Zi Chen walked out of the room, he found that it was not two people who came, but three people.
In addition to Fu Jie and Chi Ming, there is also a teenager who looks even younger, and judging by this person's age, it seems that he is younger than Zi Chen.
"Wang Meng. β
For the celebrities of the outer gate, Zi Chen naturally knows, Wang Xiong's own brother, for Wang Meng, Wang Xiong has come to the outer gate many times, Zi Chen has seen it from afar before, but the two sides have no intersection.
At that time, Wang Meng was high, and Zichen was just a passerby.
"Seeing Brother Wang Meng, why don't you come over obediently?" Seeing that Zi Chen didn't move when he walked to the door, Chi Ming couldn't help but shout.
"Something?" Zi Chen was still indifferent.
Because of Zhao Can's betrayal that day, these people who have never intersected with him will find themselves and keep making trouble for themselves.
And after the catastrophe that day, Zi Chen was already extraordinary, simple and five-layer true qi, and he really didn't pay attention to it.
"You are Zi Chen, you have a lot of character. There was a faint smile on the corner of Wang Meng's mouth, but there was an old-fashioned and serious tone under his immature expression.
Zi Chen didn't speak, waiting for the other party to say.
Wang Meng didn't talk nonsense, and said directly: "I think you must know very well that my intention is that five-hundred-year-old snow ginseng." β
After saying this, Wang Meng stared at Zi Chen.
"Snow ginseng, what snow ginseng?" Zi Chen pretended to be stupid.
The indifferent expression disappeared, and there was anger in Wang Meng's eyes, after all, he was just a teenager, and the city government was not enough, so he was easily angry, "Are you pretending to be stupid with me?"
"I don't know what you're talking about. Zi Chen said lightly.
"Oh, okay, good, you'll soon know what I'm talking about. Wang Meng sneered, then turned around and left.
The Lingwu Sect has the rules of the Lingwu Sect, and the inner disciples may not need to abide by them, but the outer disciples have to abide by them, even Wang Meng can't, so he left, because he was afraid that he couldn't help but make a move on Zi Chen, although he was able to settle the matter afterwards, but it was really not worth it for a Zi Chen.
So he left.
"Give him a lesson. When leaving, Wang Meng said faint words.
"Okay, no problem. Both nodded, excitement in their eyes.
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In the early morning of the second day, when Zi Chen walked out of the room, he smelled a foul smell coming to his nose, and then Zi Chen's kick was a lightning-like retraction.
Because in front of his door, there was a lump of yellow stuff, which emitted a strong stench.
"Poof!" "Poof!"
At the same time, Zi Chen also heard a sound like splashing water next to him, and following the sound, Zi Chen saw that on the side of the house, a disciple in Tsing Yi wearing a mask was pouring out some yellow soup and water from a stinking wooden barrel with a gourd scoop and splashing it on Zi Chen's house.
Because the contents of the wooden barrel were so smelly, every time the disciple in Tsing Yi spilled something, he frowned, and his Adam's apple moved, as if he was making an expression that was difficult to swallow.
"Hey, what are you doing? β
Zi Chen snorted coldly at the disciple in Tsing Yi, and at the same time, he was ready to step forward to theorize.
Who knew that his sudden angry shouting scared the other party a lot, and when his hand shook accidentally, the feces and urine accidentally escaped out, and it got on his wrist and sleeve, and suddenly the other party had a feeling of vomiting.
"What are you doing? β
Zi Chen shouted angrily again, and he was cautiously walking out of the door.
The disciple in Tsing Yi was very flustered, and he couldn't help but vomit, and when he saw Zi Chen coming, the gourd scoop was neatly filled in the wooden barrel, and the gourd scoop full of soup and water shook again, and in an instant, a scoop of feces and urine flew towards Zichen in an arc.
After that, the latter threw down the barrel and the gourd scoop and flew away into the distance. The barrel spun around a few times, then turned on its side, and all the contents poured out, and suddenly a more pungent smell came out.
There was an arc of and urine in front of him, and there were many yellow things under his feet, Zi Chen could only retreat cautiously, and retreated to the room again, and after avoiding this arc, he found that there was no figure of the disciple in Tsing Yi.