Many formal disciples have relied on special relationships to stay in the sect, but there is no doubt that they have not been able to take a step closer and reach the ceiling of their own cultivation.

Some of these people enter the logistics department, such as ironsmithing, medicine picking, tailoring, and so on!

But there are also some people who have become moths in the sect, a grain of mouse feces in a good pot of porridge.

And the reason why the sect let these guys go alone is partly because it involves the interests of some elders, and in addition, it is also to test the ability of the outer disciples to face difficulties.

Where there are people, there are contradictions, which is an eternal truth between heaven and earth.

The disciples of the sect have to face not only the cultivation of martial arts, but also learn to face the sophistication of human feelings, and only the talent of martial arts and the victors in these battles are worthy of cultivation by the sect.

And the Flying Tower, under such rules, has become a reasonable existence.

Feitian Tower, everyone knows in the low-level business district of the Immortal Sword Sect, he is located in the center of the low-level business district, the terrain is not small, the whole five-story building, very conspicuous.

The organization has many members, and it is said that this is also the result of the covert support of several elders.

At this moment, Chen Ying, one of the small leaders of the Flying Tower, was sitting on the steps at the door.

Underneath the steps, there was a table, and a dozen or so formal disciples were "buying" a batch of supplies.

"Two teeth of the tattered bear ghost, half a tael of silver, take it and get out!"

"It's only half a tael, I just gave out three hundred taels of silver from the Hunting Treasure Workshop, you guys are openly robbing, it's too much, I won't sell it!" The seller was reluctant on the spot.

"Yo, boy, you're not a little daring, do you want to die? Just rob, how can you drop? Give you money to give you face, too little? Then you get out, but leave the thing!"

"You ......"

Under the threat of such a red fruit, in the end, the disciple could only eat the dumb loss and leave with a pitiful half tael of silver.

"Get used to it! This is the way this world is!"

Behind the acquisition table, looking at the outer disciples who were beaten with blue noses and swollen faces, they were unwilling to buy a herb worth 10,000 taels of silver, and Chen Ying sat on the Taishi chair and shook a fan with a face of schadenfreude.

"Hahaha, get rich, get rich, and make a fortune again. A thin monkey stood beside Chen Ying and said flatteringly.

"What is this, this is the first trial for rookies, hahaha, as the number of trials continues to increase, these rookies become proficient in the trial area, and their harvest will be more and more, and they will come to the door to receive the goods at that time. ”

Chen Ying smiled proudly.

Hahaha, look at those unlucky eggs, like sheep, being shaved in circles, but helpless, it's really enjoyable!"

The disciples of the Feitianlou who were showing off their martial arts in the audience also laughed.

Chen Ying took out a toothpick, picked the meat between his teeth, took a sip of wine, and said with a smile: "Speaking of which, I have to thank those hard bones of Xianwang Peak, I want money and don't want to die, I actually rushed here to shout, and was beaten half to death by us, no one should resist now!"

"It was so cool last time!"

"I said you kid, you are really ruthless, that bald head called King Kong was almost killed by you, even if he didn't die, he was almost useless, and his future cultivation is estimated to be half the effort!

"Haha, what are you afraid of, it's Senior Brother Tian Feng's hand, besides, that guy named King Kong has a pitiful low strength, and he will definitely not be able to make a difference in the future, even if he is killed, there is no big problem!"

This group of people is really lawless.

At this moment, a voice appeared in the crowd.

"A bunch of scumbags, when Senior Brother Chu Yan comes back, he will definitely come to repair you guys Chinese!"

It wasn't loud, but it was heard in everyone's ears.

"Who? " shouted the thin monkey from the stairs.

Seeing that no one answered, he swept over several disciples in line.

He suddenly seemed to have discovered something, jumped down from the steps, grabbed the collar of a Immortal King Peak disciple, pulled him out, and said in a strange manner: "Little bastard, you said it just now, right?"

The disciple who was pulled out was wearing the black robe of Immortal King Peak, with a slender physique, a red face, and he didn't dare to breathe.

"Boy, weren't you very kind just now?" the thin monkey slapped him, and then picked up the disciple's collar and picked him up: "Little slut, you're not convinced, aren't you?

This disciple was also considered a bloody person, and when he heard others insulting his fellow disciples and idols, the young man was enraged.

Although the difference in strength was too big, he didn't bow his head, his eyes breathed fire, stared at the thin monkey, did not flinch, and asked word by word: "Bastard thing, wait, you will regret it!"

I don't know why, the boy's eyes were full of determination, and even made the thin monkey feel a little timid.

Syllable!

However, the thin monkey slapped again, and the right side of the boy's face was swollen like the left side of his face, and a trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, and even spit out a tooth.

When the other disciples in line saw this scene, they were all about to explode, and they dared not speak out in anger, so they could only curse this group of bastards in their hearts.

Standing on the steps, Chen Ying and the others laughed.

The thin monkey finally smiled smugly again.

"Hehe, what if Chu Yan comes over? A little outer disciple, luckily got the first place in the big competition, and only you fools can treat him as a character, in our eyes, he is a joke, Lao Tzu slaps you now, and will break your leg later, where is your senior brother Chu Yan? Why don't you come to save you, you let him come!"

As he spoke, he slapped it again, this time with a flame aura, and almost didn't kill the young man.

Ahem, the boy coughed up two mouthfuls of blood again.

Chen Ying and the others on the steps looked at each other with a smile, holding the attitude of watching the play.

The other outer disciples were all trembling.

The thin monkey was still angry, and he raised his hand and twitched.

But the next second!

What everyone saw was not the scene of the boy being slapped, but a figure in a black shirt, who appeared behind the thin monkey at some point, and a sword hilt blocked the palm that the thin monkey was about to fall.

Is that......

The outer disciples all recognized it, the first place in the Five Peaks Competition, Chu Yan.

And the comfort of the thin monkey's own slap on the other party's face did not appear, but the pain in the wrist.

Damn, someone actually feels that they are holding themselves back?

And this person is only wearing the clothes of a lowly outer disciple.

The Thin Monkey was very angry, and a lowly outer disciple actually provoked him, making him feel that his majesty had been trampled on.

"Little bastard, who are you? Do you know who I am?"