Chang Ling left the main hall again in a daze, and most of the disciples who saw her along the way lowered their heads and avoided it from afar.

For this young true disciple, naturally everyone has opinions, but not everyone has the confidence to step forward and provoke.

Chang Ling finally grabbed a young man who quietly raised his eyes to look at her, and the two walked to the shade of the tree, and the young man looked around to make sure that there was no one, so he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Well, do you know how these courses are taught and what order they are?" Chang Ling asked.

The young man stretched out his hand quite smugly, rubbed his thumb and index finger lightly, and looked at Chang Ling's eyes with a sparkling gaze.

Chang Ling was stunned for a moment, is this the way immortal cultivators greet each other? She has also read a lot of books, but she has never seen such a etiquette.

Seeing Chang Ling's indifferent appearance, the young man snorted coldly and said, "What kind of class did the poor ghost come to the inner door to listen to, and I don't know how you got in." ”

"Now, it's all average...... Phew, who is an ordinary person with you, oh, for everyone's sake, this is for you. As he spoke, the young man handed Chang Ling a thin piece of paper, the handwriting on it was crooked.

Looking at this handwriting, Chang Ling felt a little more good for this young man, he hadn't met someone whose writing was as ugly as his own for a long time.

"Hey, how long have you been in the sect?" the boy asked.

"It's been more than three years. ”

"Ah, you're worse than me, I've only been in the sect for two years, your talent is really bad, I know I'm not the worst one!" said the young man with a slight smile on his face.

Chang Ling also smiled.

"Let's go, why are you still standing here? There are too many people on duty for a while, be careful that you can't get out, the outer disciples break into the mountain gate without permission, and if it's serious, you will be expelled from the sect directly. The young man turned around and walked a few steps, and seeing that Chang Ling didn't follow, he turned around and said.

"You, are you an outer disciple?" Chang Ling asked with some surprise.

"Chang Ling, what are you doing there?" Gu Yunxi's faint voice came.

"'Morality is pure, and the truth is always too clear', and the head is the real character...... Is your surname Chang?" the expression on the young man's face stiffened slightly.

Chang Ling shook his head gently: "No, Chang Ling is my law name. ”

"Master, Uncle Shi, ancestor ......" The young man suddenly lay on the ground, eager to slap himself twice.

What did you just say? Say that a true disciple is very talented!

"Now, get up quickly, hurry up, and the people on duty at the mountain gate will be back in a while. Chang Ling helped him up quite intimately, showing a very satisfied smile.

Looking at Chang Ling's smile, the young man's tears were about to fall, true disciple, don't look like this little girl in front of you looks about the same age as herself, maybe how old the old goblin is, cultivation is naturally not the open pulse realm that he sees on the surface, right......

The bright smile that fell into his eyes was full of oozing.

He stumbled forward a few steps and almost bumped into Gu Yunxi again.

Chang Ling really didn't know him, but who didn't know Gu Yunxi in the sect?

"Woo woo woo, uncle ...... uncle"

Gu Yunxi waved his hand, signaling that he could leave.

Waiting for the young man to run away, Chang Ling asked with some confusion: "Outer disciples can't enter the mountain gate, right?" ”

Gu Yunxi nodded: "There is a special place for outer disciples to train and live at the foot of the mountain, and the bazaars under the jurisdiction of the sect all rely on the outer disciples to operate. ”