Wang Fu came to the residence of the two inner brothers, but learned that the two went to the secret room where they practiced to cultivate, and in desperation, he could only find two outer disciples who joined his rich faction.

This disciple doesn't mean which one is called, if you find a random one that looks very frustrated, then it's okay? Don't say that others can't stand it, just Wang Fu can't accept that kind of thing happening, not to mention losing the face of his newly organized rich faction, but also losing Wang Fu's own face.

In Wang Fu's eyes, the rich faction is naturally not as important as coming by himself.

Wang Fu chose two female disciples, both of whom are senior sisters, and they are also good in terms of appearance, at least they seem to be cultivated, the key is that he is no longer a new female disciple of a rich family like him, and they can basically only be regarded as grassroots.

There were two female disciples following behind him, which suddenly reminded Wang Fu that when he had a servant at the bottom of the mountain, there was nothing to say about the scenery.

Hehe, I can enjoy the scenery up and down the mountain, although I borrowed my father's name.

"Let's go, go to Chongjian Mountain."

Wang Fu snapped his fingers and asked the two senior sisters to take him to Chongjian Mountain.

According to the regulations in the Hundred Swords Mountain, disciples cannot resist swords under normal circumstances, but the loopholes in this regulation have long been found.

There are only so many elders in charge of affairs in Baijian Mountain, even if there are some real gentlemen who are well fed and have nothing to do when they come out to meddle in their affairs, it is only a small part. As long as it's close to the ground, isn't it okay? That's a lot faster than walking.

Wang Fu rejected this proposal at first, jokingly, let him stand behind a woman like a big man? How can this be reasonable, what a shame, this face is simply lost to grandma's house.

But after more than ten minutes of walking, Wang Fu decisively didn't want those faces.

This walked for more than ten minutes, not even one-tenth of the total distance is not counted, and this is still a downhill road, some of the shaking places are uncomfortable to walk, one foot has to cross the distance, one can't get it and roll down the mountain directly.

If it weren't for Wang Fu's identity, the two senior sisters would have started to fight a long time ago, wasting more than ten minutes on them in vain.

Complaining and complaining, they still did so, one female disciple opened the way in front, and the other carried Wang Fu.

This speed has suddenly increased a lot of old age.

It was almost noon when they arrived at the Epée Gate.

Only then did Wang Fu discover that in fact, the basic buildings of the two sword gates, the Heavy Sword Gate and the Light Sword Gate, were almost the same, and he couldn't help but wonder if the lowest sword gate without the Sword Gate would be the same.

The sun is high, and noon has arrived, and it is inevitable that you will be a little hungry.

Wang Fu walked in front, and the other two female senior sisters followed behind, which really felt like a maid and a young master.

Under the leadership of the two senior sisters, Wang Fu met some disciples of the Chongjian Sect, those are all old disciples, and the two senior sisters almost knew those people, and they once went down the mountain together to do sect tasks.

After learning about Wang Fu's identity, there were really a few people who were willing to come to his rich faction.

This one recommended two, two recommended four, Wang Fu also received an inner disciple of Chongjian Mountain, I heard that the strength is quite good.

There should be a fat man in this new entrant to the heavy sword gate.

The fat man Wang Fu thought about was naturally Ma Dashan, and Wang Fu remembered the dangerous picture at that time, how brave he was when the four of them faced a behemoth.

Another reason why he recalled the person Arima Dashan was that Ma Houkui obviously looked like a grass people, but he didn't expect that he also had a lot of cultural skills, which was beyond his expectations.

Wang Fu was thinking, will this Ma Dashan be the same as this horse monkey kui? It's the same way, it looks average, but it's actually something.

However, it turned out not as much as he thought.

"You said Ma Dashan, that fat boy? He's not capable of anything but fat, oh, except for eating. ”

The senior brother in charge of Ma Dashan said to Wang Fu.

"Isn't Wang Gongzi trying to pull that fat man into the rich faction? Pulling him in would be a waste of resources. He has to go down the mountain to study in a few days, and he doesn't know a single big character, so what's the use of him? I can't think of any benefit other than dealing with leftovers. ”

The senior brother said unceremoniously.

Oh, I didn't expect it to be the same as the one that looks unproductive.

Wang Fu suddenly lost interest in the fat man.

"Senior brother, do you have anything to eat at noon?"

Wang Fu is still polite when he calls him a senior brother, isn't this asking for him now.

"Oh? Wang Gongzi hasn't eaten yet? So, I'm going to eat it? Why don't we do it together? Don't worry, I'll invite you this time, and these two junior sisters will also be with you. Not bad for the money of this meal. ”

Naturally, the two female disciples did not refuse, what else is there to refuse if someone invites them to dinner, there will be no less meat, only one more piece of meat.

There are food regulations on this Baijian Mountain, but for so long, no one will be so rigid to abide by it, there are small stoves, and you can eat it as long as you pay the money.

This small stove is opened in a hole in Chongjian Mountain, and it has not been seized after decades of operation, and I don't know if it is acquiesced here, but there is nothing to worry about, it is a big deal to find a piece of land to sell food after it is seized, and the most important thing on Baijian Mountain is land.

I didn't expect this heavy sword gate to have such a place.

Wang Fu's lunch was from an underground restaurant on Qingjian Mountain, but he sent someone to deliver it.

One meal, two dishes, one meat and one soup, this is a meal, you can buy a thirty yuan here, and there are white steamed buns sold here, and one is the price of five corners, that is, no one has bought this price yet, and it is generally used to pit new disciples for old disciples.

"Lao Bao, my two white steamed buns are not too much."

"I see that you ordered a lot today, so I won't charge you money. Take it. ”

The one called Lao Bao was also a little chubby, and he waved his hand and motioned for the disciple to take it.

He didn't expect to make much money with this kind of white steamed bun.

"Senior brother, what are you doing with this white steamed bun?"

Wang Fu asked puzzledly, he saw that this white steamed bun was just to deal with and do, I don't know why this senior brother wants to take this.

"Haha, give Ma Dashan that idiot. At the beginning, he brought a big bag of good ingredients, and I asked me to sell them here, and I sold them for a lot of money, and I told him that they would be exchanged for a month's worth of white steamed buns. According to his IQ, he can cope with it day by day, and when he knows about it, he won't dare to turn his face with me. ”

The senior brother said, there is no taboo in the slightest that Ma Dashan will know.

But he didn't care if Ma Dashan would know, because even if the fat man knew, what would it do? Can you beat him? Or tell the elders? If this little chubby dun wasn't stupid, he wouldn't have gone to their underground hotel for trouble, but the one who offended was dozens of senior brothers and sisters, and at that time, it would be strange that he didn't cry and wanted to leave Baijian Mountain.