Verse 15: Returning from a Trip

It's just that he sat in this position all night, and now he is sore. I just wanted to stand up, but my feet didn't listen to me. A slight touch makes it hurt to the bone.

Doesn't it be said in YY's novels that the protagonist will get twice the result with half the effort if he cultivates like this, how come it to me has completely changed!

Bai Heng was depressed, quite very depressed.

Continuing to maintain this posture will only lead to greater tragedy. He pulled over the pillow and opened his mouth wide to bite into one of the corners. With his heart horizontal, he inserted his two hands into the gap and slowly lifted his left foot.

Long pain is better than short pain, Bai Heng's face was white and red, and with force in his hand, he pulled his left foot out from under his buttocks at once.

"Ahh

I don't know if it's pain or comfort, as soon as his teeth loosened, Bai Heng let out a long moan.

After a little rest, he moved on his right foot again.

One morning, Bai Heng hung his legs on the side of the bed, knocking with his hands for a while, and taking the initiative to swing around. The legs went from sharp pain to pain, from paralysis to muscle relaxation, and finally eased.

Sure enough, all novels are made out of nonsense, and there is no scientific basis at all! Bai Heng couldn't help but scold all the authors he knew in his heart to vent his unhappiness.

After scolding and scolding, after going outside to breathe in the fresh air for a while, Bai Heng threw himself into the academy again.

Day after day, with the character of Bai Heng, a person who didn't like to read in the first place, it was early in the morning of the third day that he stepped into the academy with his front foot, and walked out with his back foot.

Although he could occasionally see a few people, the entire sect always gave Bai Heng a feeling of being sparsely populated, as if he was an empty shell.

There were doubts in his heart, and he naturally needed to explore, so Bai Heng, who couldn't stay idle, immediately decided to spend a day walking the entire Dingxin Mountain.

The layout of the Dingxin faction is quite ordinary, and the main peak it occupies is the Dingxin Hall, where the elders of the sect gather every three days to discuss some things.

It is unknown how magnificent Bai Heng is in the main hall, and he is not qualified to enter as an outer disciple.

Bypassing the main hall, there is a bluestone-paved road leading down the mountain. The slopes are not long, and the successive peaks are one after the other. Twenty or thirty meters down is a relatively flat valley.

Bai Heng has been here twice, and he has walked around the valley, except for the place where he came down just now, it is steeper. There are more than 30 caves dug by man.

This is naturally the Valley of the Elders, and Elder Ma's cave mansion is also among them.

Bai Heng didn't dare to stay longer, so he turned his head and left. In addition to these main things, the sect is a martial arts arena, which is the size of two basketball courts. The warehouse is next door to the academy, and Bai Heng can't get in.

As for the medicine garden, alchemy room, and refining room, none of them existed in the Dingxin faction.

No adventures, no artifacts. The only valuable thing on his body is the three "Mountains and Seas Strange Scriptures", which also record some strange things, telling about the other five realms in the Central Continent, which looks very powerful, Bai Heng can't understand it very well.

"Eh, why am I so unlucky. Bai Heng thumped his calf and rested under a willow tree, looking depressed.

"Elder Zhou, our outer disciples have finally achieved a little bit of success when they go out hunting this time, has the sect prepared a reception banquet for us?"

"Whatever you want, go and go. ”

"But Elder Zhou, didn't you also say that our group of people has the best results in the past, and it is unreasonable not to give a small reward. ”

"Yes, yes, it's not our style of Dingxin. ”

"A group of white-eyed wolves, the style of the Dingxin faction? How long have you been in the faction, and what is the style of our Dingxin, but tell me about it." Elder Zhou, who was surrounded by everyone left and right, had a cold face, "Get out of the old man, whoever chirps in my ear again, he will come to my cave mansion at night!"

The noise suddenly disappeared, and even the scattered footsteps stepped out of rhythm.

Everyone didn't dare to take a breath, Elder Zhou looked more serious like an old pedant, but in fact it was terrifyingly deadly. Since he became an elder, all the disciples who were named by him and went to his cave mansion have never appeared in the sect again. Even if a disciple secretly reports to the master of the sect to ask for justice, there will be no news.

The disciples who knew the exercises of the Dingxin School all understood that those people were afraid that they would have a bunch of bones left long ago. There was only one result of angering Elder Zhou, and that was to become food for him to practice.

The people were so chilled that they didn't dare to say more.

"Hmm, who is this person, and why is he sleeping here?" Elder Zhou, who led the team up the mountain, saw Bai Heng under the willow tree for the first time.

Maybe Bai Heng was doomed to misfortune, this guy actually fell asleep under the willow tree because of the sunny sun and the warm spring breeze.

At this time, I was bumped into by Elder Zhou, I am afraid that I ......

"Hey, wearing the clothes of our outer disciples-" Someone stepped forward and looked at Bai Heng twice, with a puzzled face, "Look at the face," and immediately turned behind him, "Hey, do you have any impression of this person?"

Everyone shook their heads.

"Elder Zhou, we haven't seen him. Could it be that we have only joined the sect in the past few days?"

Elder Zhou's face was slightly ugly: "This sect has never had a special case of recruiting disciples halfway. ”

"Then it must have come in with us, but I haven't seen it. Unless—"

"Unless what?" Elder Zhou asked with a dark face.

"Uh......" The disciple who was questioned was startled, glanced at Bai Heng, and thought in his heart that Brother Tai couldn't help it, who let you sleep in this place. Hurriedly replied: "Unless he hasn't participated in training for a day and stays in the room all the time!"

This was his guess wrong, of course, the disciple who spoke also knew that the other vacant rooms were not occupied at all. The strange outer disciple in front of him must have come in after they left, and as for what was going on, only the head of the sect knew.

Elder Zhou was the largest present, so he could only follow his wishes.

"Wake me up with this shit. Elder Zhou said in a deep voice.

The man shuddered, hurriedly stepped forward, bent down and pushed Bai Heng: "Hey, junior brother, wake up, hey-"

"Haven't you eaten, your voice is weak! Give me some strength!"

Elder Zhou's meaning couldn't be clearer. At this time, he was very angry, but he didn't want to do it because of his identity. So let the disciples do it.

That disciple naturally understood what he meant, and he didn't dare to hesitate at this time. Directly exerted all the strength of his "Spit Parkway" human world, and greeted Bai Heng on the left side of his face with a slap.

exceeded the strength of ordinary people, and smoked Bai Heng into seven meat and eight vegetables.

Woke up with a loud scream in his sleep, Bai Heng's whole person convulsed. Then I only felt numbness in my face, and my face was hot and painful.