When Huang Ku slammed the door of the room shut, Zhao Liang's body slumped in the chair instead of sitting up straight, but trembled. Zhao Liang reached out and took the wine jar from the table, directly raised his head and poured it, and after a few big sips, he still couldn't suppress the fear in his heart.

Scenes of the past flashed in front of him, it had been nine years since he entered the sect, and Huang Kutou had known him not long after he had just entered the sect.

At that time, Zhao Liang, who had just entered the sect, was so unfamiliar with everything around him, and under the guidance of Huang Kutou, he was able to gain a firm foothold in the sect little by little.

Zhao Liang clearly remembered the other party's sentence: The sect is a miniature river and lake, if you don't have peerless qualifications, you must have a group of brothers to help you, so that you can grab more cultivation resources and make yourself stand out.

After seeing the monk's methods, Zhao Liang was naturally unwilling to live his previous life. But his own cultivation qualifications are not good, in order to be able to get ahead, Zhao Liang naturally chose the latter.

And Zhao Liang was able to successfully win over Zheng Qian, Zhou Huzi and others, also thanks to Huang Kutou.

Huang Kutou "inadvertently" left a file recording the situation and personal character of the apprentice boy Linggen to Zhao Liang, and Zhao Liang used the information on this file to select nearly twenty people with good qualifications from more than 300 people.

Since then, Huang Kutou has revealed more and more information to Zhao Liang, such as the fate of expulsion from the sect, the situation after Wang Qi went down the mountain, the price of the items that need to be purchased after entering the fourth layer of qi refining, and how to identify and select these items;

Zhao Liang regarded Huang Kutou as a "kind-hearted big brother" at first, but as the other party provided more and more information, Zhao Liang became more and more jealous of this person in his heart.

Zhao Liang knows very well that there is no free lunch in the world, and it is understandable that the other party occasionally helps once or twice. But the other party has almost never stopped helping Zhao Liang for many years, which makes Zhao Liang more and more wary of this person.

But Zhao Liang also has a reason why he must rely on the other party, that is, Zhao Liang's background.

Only the more you know, the greater the awe in your heart. After joining the sect, Zhao Liang realized that the monks were terrible, and the natural danger and crowd tactics that he had relied on before were simply a joke.

Only by improving one's cultivation as soon as possible can the problem of one's birth no longer be a problem.

But Zhao Liang's qualifications are not outstanding, far worse than Zheng Qian and others. Therefore, Zhao Liang knew that the other party had bad intentions, and he had to "accept" this person's kindness, only by speeding up the growth of his small group could he have more cultivation resources.

And the matter of the silver needle that the other party just mentioned happened when he just took over the "reselling task".

At that time, Zhao Liang finally saw a good spirit gathering array plate in Zongmenfang City, but who knew that Xiao An was not cheap enough because the spirit stone was not cheap. Later, after collecting enough spirit stones, he left the sect and went to the Fang Market at the foot of the mountain to buy the Spirit Gathering Array Disk.

On the way back to the sect, Zhao Liang suddenly met a monk who, without saying a word, took Zhao Liang to a desolate hill.

This person entered the sect one term earlier than Zhao Liang, and now he has been a disciple of the outer sect for six years, but his cultivation is still in the early stage of the sixth layer of qi refining. This person already knew that his qualifications were too poor, and he would not make any progress if he continued to survive, so he wanted to go down the mountain for a few more years and do a leisurely casual practice.

What this person is mixing for a few more years is not to try to improve his cultivation, but to accumulate more spirit stones, so that his future casual cultivation life will be more chic.

After knowing that the matter of the "reselling task" had fallen into the hands of a group of disciples who only had the fourth level of qi refining, the idea of making these people his puppets came to his heart.

If you control the "reselling task" item, you can get dozens of spirit stones every month, so that you can save thousands of spirit stones in three years.

As the saying goes: to exist is to be reasonable.

Although the matter of "reselling the task" was not very glorious, it was tacitly approved by some high-level members of the sect.

In order to allow the limited cultivation resources to gather more capable disciples, it was strictly forbidden for disciples who had no hope of promotion to meddle in this matter.

As a sixth-level Qi Refining cultivator, this person naturally wouldn't take Zhao Liang, who was at the fourth level of Qi Refining, to heart. This person did not hide his purpose at all, and directly asked Zhao Liang to hand over eighty percent of the proceeds to himself, and took out a contract that only limited Zhao Liang, and the oath in it was extremely vicious.

This kind of contract is different from the mortal contract, and it requires the monk to use his own essence and blood as a guide and cooperate with the oath to successfully sign it. Although no one knew whether this oath was binding, Zhao Liang instinctively feared this contract.

Seeing that Zhao Liang did not agree to sign the contract, this person took out a long stick magic weapon and hit Zhao Liang like a mortal. Moreover, the long stick contained a spiritual power, which rushed into Zhao Liang's body, constantly destroying Zhao Liang's muscles and meridians.

At this time, Zhao Liang was not only restrained by the other party, but he couldn't even speak, he could only hear a sound like a beast roaring from Zhao Liang's nostrils, which made those who heard it couldn't help but get goosebumps.

And the opponent deliberately controls the strength and the strength of the spiritual power on the long stick to ensure that the pain on the opponent's body is the greatest, but it will not kill the opponent.

After a while, Zhao Liang's body was full of flesh, and just when Zhao Liang thought that he was about to be killed, the other party suddenly stopped, threw away the long stick in his hand, covered his abdomen and squatted down.

Although Zhao Liang didn't know what was wrong with the other party, he also knew that this was his only chance to turn the tables. Zhao Liangqiang endured the pain everywhere in his body, picked up the long stick dropped by the other party, mustered all his strength, and hit the other party's head.

Although Zhao Liang is only a thirteen-year-old boy now, and the spiritual power in his body has been sealed, his physical body has been nourished by spiritual power for many years, and his strength is not much worse than that of a twenty-year-old guy in the secular world.

Zhao Liang shot with hatred again, and beat the other party to the ground in just one moment. At this time, Zhao Liang had already entered a state of madness, and the long stick magic weapon hit the opponent like raindrops, and after a while, the other party convulsed a few times and then stopped moving.

Seeing that the other party was no longer moving, Zhao Liang's body fell to the ground as soon as he weakened, and his breathing sound was like pulling a bellows. The pain in the meridians and the weakness in his body surged like a tide, making Zhao Liang really want to enter the crazy but painless state just now.

After regaining some strength, Zhao Liang struggled to stand up and tore off the other party's storage bag, and searched the other party's body before turning the other party into ashes with a fire.

Just as Zhao Liang was about to deal with the traces of the burning, he suddenly stopped, only to see Zhao Liang walk up to the ashes and squat down, and reach out and pull out a silver needle that was shining with cold light from the ashes.

Although the silver needle is small, it is indeed made of refining materials, otherwise it would not have been preserved under the fireball spell. And according to the location of the silver needle, it should be the abdomen of this person, could it be that this person's abnormality just now is related to this silver needle?

Could it be that this person suddenly covered his abdomen just now, and it was someone who "helped", thinking of this, Zhao Liang was frightened into a cold sweat, but when he looked around, he couldn't see anyone.

Although Zhao Liang was ready to kill the other party when he did it himself, this was on the premise that people didn't know it. If he knew that someone was peeping, Zhao Liang would not kill him if he said anything.

Killing fellow disciples, whether right or wrong, is a taboo thing in the sect. Especially under the premise that the other party is dead, if you can save your life, you can burn high incense.

Zhao Liang looked around carefully, but found nothing. Although this place is remote but a little close to the sect, Zhao Liang did not dare to delay, hurriedly dealt with the scene, and left in a hurry.

After returning to the sect, Zhao Liang hurriedly found someone to summon Zheng Qian, explained the matter, and hid in the house to heal. When Zhao Liang's injury was almost healed, he just wanted to breathe a sigh of relief, but he heard Zheng Qian talk about the fact that he had cut three feet of spirit silk by mistake.

For this reason, Zhao Liang hurriedly asked Huang Kutou to help find a way to solve the matter, and when Zhao Liang was really idle, he found that the silver needle had long been lost. Although the appearance of this silver needle is strange, it is not a big deal for others to pick it up even if they pick it up, and Zhao Liang does not take it seriously.