"Why can't we! We have a large number of people in the Bluestone Gate, but the seven-color territory is so big, our Bluestone Gate can't live, can't we expand?"

"Senior Brother Liu is right, it's because you Chishimen yourself are not angry, there are not enough disciples, even one percent of the red area is not inhabited, and most of the houses are vacant, don't you think it's a waste of resources!"

More than a dozen monks dressed in green clothes sneered, not paying attention to the red monks at all.

The red-clothed monks were already scarce, and there were only four people who came to theorize. Under the persecution of the monks in Tsing Yi, he suddenly fell behind.

The Tsing Yi monk at the head pointed at Jiang Ping and Jiang Tong, "The surname Qiu, you see that our Qingshi Gate has two more junior disciples coming, and the Qingshi District can't live, do you want us to sleep in the air? Don't forget, this is the place of our Qingshi Gate!"

On the way, Jiang Ping and Jiang Tong listened to Niu Buli's advice, changed their clothes into Tsing Yi, and were seen by the head of the Tsing Yi monk, and saw the two standing behind Niu Buli, the newcomer in charge of the miscellaneous affairs, and they were even more sure that they were new disciples of Qingshimen.

The red-clothed monk surnamed Qiu's face turned red, and he clenched his fists, eager to punch the green-clothed monk in the face.

"You are talking about robbers! You are hungry, do you want us to cut our flesh and feed us? I won't argue with you, I'll go to the ancestor to reason!"

Jiang Ping and Jiang Tong looked at each other, bluestone gate?

"Brother of Chishimen, we in Orange Shimen also want to find the theory of the ancestors!"

"And our greenstone door!"

"And my Blue Stone Gate!"

In the sky, there were colorful monks flying in the sky, and everyone was indignant!

"Senior Brother Niu, is this our bluestone gate?" Jiang Tong turned his head to look at the colorful people around him and muttered.

Niu Buli was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and said with a wry smile: "Well, it's okay." ”

The seven-color area is the area common to the seven-color gates, and the color area is to allow each sect to operate in its own area, and it must not step into the other color area without permission.

There is only one way to refine the gods, and each sect wants its disciples to lay a good foundation for cultivating immortals, and they refuse to give in.

In fact, the seven-colored area is originally an open space, and it has nothing to do with the Divine Refining Road, but it is just closer. But the refining of the god road is nine zhang wide, can accommodate many people to climb at the same time, there is no need to fight, if there are many people in the bluestone gate, go to live in other areas, no one can hinder anyone.

However, the other four factions are absolutely not allowed, this step of retreat, means that after the step by step, this precedent, the bluestone gate will definitely become even worse! If there is no place for themselves on the side of the god refining road, they may be driven out of the place of the ring gate, and that is an extremely terrifying thing.

"The Seven-Colored Region is the land of the Seven Sects, and the domain of the other factions cannot be touched! When the Seven-Colored Territory was established, the total number of monks of the Seven Sects was less than 8,000! What about now? You don't want to break the old calendar and expand outward, but instead invade horizontally, are you all crabs?"

Among the blue-clothed monks, a middle-aged man with a black face walked out, and as soon as this person came out, a terrifying momentum erupted on his body, forcing everyone backwards.

"Foundation Monk!" exclaimed.

Jiang Ping looked at the people around him and found that his attitude had changed significantly, and the voice of the domineering monk in Tsing Yi lowered.

"The foundation building period cultivators are so powerful, can just one person suppress a group of qi refining cultivators?" Jiang Ping wondered, secretly thinking in his heart.

In fact, during this period of time, Jiang Ping has been walking into the strange circle of illusions, from Hongyi Hongguang, to Wang Ming, the old man surnamed Jiang, and finally to Jindan Zhenren!

Not to mention the Qingshi Gate, that is, all the monks of the seven sects combined, how many monks can there be in the foundation building period?

The difficulty of cultivating immortals lies in building a foundation! Building a foundation is the foundation of cultivating immortals!

"This uncle, you can't say that, it's because you don't fight, there are not enough monks in the sect, and there is no growth, which has also caused your sect to be weaker, we just want to motivate you through this means, and we can also fulfill our actual needs, it's completely kind, Uncle Shi can't be wrong!" The monk in Tsing Yi led by him snorted, noncommittal, neither wanting to lose face in front of the foundation monk, but also not wanting to show weakness in front of others.

"Liu Zhong!" In the depths of the building, a monk walked out, dressed in an orange Taoist robe, with Taiji diagrams embroidered on his shoulders, his steps were not fast, but after a few paces, he actually came to the front of everyone.

Behind him, another disciple followed, standing respectfully behind the monk.

When the Qi Refining Cultivators saw the orange Dao Uniformed Monk, they hurriedly saluted, "Uncle Luo, Uncle Luo." ”

The head of the Tsing Yi monk was named Liu Zhong, and when he saw this person coming, he immediately smiled, "Uncle Luo, what do you order, Liu Zhong is here." ”

Niu ignored the fact that Jiang Ping and the others didn't know him, so he explained, "This is Uncle Luo Junluo, the official of the precept gate, who belongs to the Orange Stone Gate, and he is in charge of the punishment of the monks of the seven sects for making mistakes in the precept gate, and the two junior disciples must not offend him." ”

"The seniors of the Orange Stone Sect can serve in the Ring Sect?" Jiang Ping also found that the monk surnamed Luo was wearing an orange robe, so he lowered his voice, which was a little incredible.

Which of the monks present was not a person with deaf ears and eyes, no matter how low Jiang Ping's voice was, they could all hear it clearly. Unless the sound is transmitted, the voice is sent directly to the ear, and others cannot hear the sound transmission.

Once intercepted, it is a kind of eavesdropping on other people's privacy, and it will cause conflicts.

The monk surnamed Luo turned his head to look at it, and saw Niu Buli talking to a child, and snorted coldly: "Steward Niu, are you more and more rude in the miscellaneous office?

Naked finger sang scolded Huai, all the monks did not dare to speak.

Niu Buli hurriedly trotted two steps forward and bent his waist to the ground, "Oh, Uncle Luo, don't say that, how dare I." This little child, you don't know how to take care of it, and slowly you will understand the rules. ”

He turned back to Jiang Ping and reprimanded, "Jiang Ping, Jiang Tong hasn't come to greet Uncle Luo yet!"

Although Jiang Ping was unhappy in his heart, he had been tortured for a long time, and he had long been able to endure what ordinary people couldn't bear, and he just saluted a senior in front of everyone, which was nothing!

As soon as Jiang Ping and Jiang Tong came over, he heard the monk surnamed Luo snort coldly, "No need! He is not welcome in the Jiemen, so let's wait for him to go back to his master to learn the rules for two years." ”

"Learn the rules for two years?" Jiang Ping looked up at the monk surnamed Luo, and hurriedly lowered his head. He knew that he must not refute at this time, otherwise, even if the monk surnamed Luo disdained to punish him, but in front of everyone, he would punish him severely for the sake of face and majesty!

The monk surnamed Luo noticed Jiang Ping's gaze, and was immediately displeased, a small Qi refining disciple, who had not passed the stone moving for three years, had not even reached the early stage of Qi refining, and dared to look directly at himself and provoke his majesty!

"Are you not convinced?" A sneer appeared at the corner of the monk's mouth, clasped his hands in front of his chest, and squinted at Jiang Ping.

"Don't dare. Jiang Ping arched his hands and bowed his head.

Liu Zhong saw that the spearhead was directed to an ordinary child, and his heart slowly settled down, thinking that he wanted to send a message to the master, but he was afraid that the monk surnamed Luo would find out, so he led the spearhead to himself.

"Oh, can't you, Uncle Liu, you always give me a face, you have more orders in the future, Niu will do everything. Niu Buli hurriedly played the round, and wondered in his heart, Senior Brother Jiang Ping looked at the very smart little guy, why did he make a mess at this time, and what kind of strength did he have with the monks of the foundation building period.

In fact, Jiang Ping is not ignorant of this kind of rules, Jiang Ping was raised by the Jiang couple since he was a child, and he read poetry and books to understand etiquette. Respect your parents at home, respect your teachers and elders outside, and when you are with Zhao Wenjun, you don't dare to go beyond it slightly.

He has a calm personality and a heavy mind, not like a child but more like an adult. But his shortcomings are also obvious, that is, he is afraid of being looked down upon by others, his previous weakness was his drawback, he was ridiculed as a sick man, and he was pestered by a big beauty, but he was only annoyed in his heart and did not show it, others treated him well, and he respected him tenfold.

Now Jiang Ping can be scolded for being useless, he can be looked down upon, he can laugh at it.

But there is a bottom line that cannot be touched, and that is cultivation.

He knew very well that cultivating immortals was a very time-consuming process, and he couldn't allow himself to have half a minute to waste, and when he heard that someone had let him idle for two years to learn the rules, the anger in his heart rose.

Niu Buli hurriedly transmitted the message to Uncle Luo, who didn't care, but was instantly moved, "Is it him?"

Uncle Luo couldn't help but think that many years ago, he had just become a Qi Refining Cultivator, and that person was already a master in the foundation building period, and his intelligence and talent were all first-class, although he had not appeared for a long time, and he had not broken through to Jindan Zhenren, but his strength was absolutely terrifying. Compared to the level of the middle stage of his foundation, it is really nothing compared to that one.

The onlookers saw that Niu ignored a few words, Uncle Luo was moved, they were all curious, carefully checked Jiang Ping, and found that he looked mediocre, and his strength was even more unsightly, except for his white face, thin and small, like a sick scholar in the mortal world, there was really nothing else to see.

"Mo Yan, you take the cow steward and the two little ones to your Uncle Chu and help them complete the formalities. Uncle Luo nodded without a trace, and he was not afraid that others would think that he was deceiving good and fearing evil.

Mo Yang behind Uncle Luo was confused, and at the beginning he had a posture of taking a child under the knife, but he changed no matter how he said it. But he didn't dare not listen to what the master ordered, and hurriedly led Niu Buli and the three into the main hall.

Uncle Luo sneered, "I dealt with some foreign affairs just now, isn't it time to talk about our quit now, Liu Zhong." The voice of the speaker was bent and elongated, and when I heard it, I knew that the speaker was in a bad mood.

Shoot the first bird!

Liu Zhong cried with a sad face, "Uncle Luo, the matter of the territory is imminent, we should make a set of solutions to the sect, otherwise do our monks of the Qingshi Gate really want to live in the sky?"

The situation outside has nothing to do with Jiang Ping and the three of them, through Mo Zhen's help, the three of them came to the newcomer registration place, and they didn't even ask why Jiang Ping's identity card didn't have a teacher, and they passed it directly.

There are people in the DPRK who are easy to do.

At this point, Jiang Ping has officially entered the ring gate and moved stones!