Chapter 8: Wang Zhengyi's Calculations
Chen Langpan sat on the roof, everything was asleep at the moment, and as far as the eye could see, the entire ten rooms of the miscellaneous servants were silent.
A faint light crossed the darkness before dawn, tearing open a hole in the pitch-black night sky, facing the morning light gradually rising in the east, Chen Lang had already run the "Taishang Wangxian Jue" to practice Zhou Tian to breathe out aura.
The warm autumn sun sprinkled on Chen Lang's body, making Chen Lang's whole person look like a holy saint who could not be blasphemed.
When the sky was already bright, Chen Lang opened his eyes, his eyes were like electricity, and two terrifying rays of light shot out.
"After a night's cultivation and absorbing the power of the morning light, which contains the most essence, the sea of qi is thirty-three inches in size. ”
Feeling the explosive power contained in his body, Chen Lang seemed to have returned to that high-spirited appearance.
Shaking his head dispelled the unrealistic delusions in his mind, which was still far from before.
"Chen Lang!"
Hearing someone call his name, Chen Lang got up and jumped off the roof and landed in front of that person, this person was none other than He Bo, the second steward of the miscellaneous servant who was second only to Wang Zhengyi in the tenth room.
"What's the matter with me?"
He Bo glanced at Chen Lang, who had a calm face, and saw that this son was completely different from before, and the obscene and submissive temperament on his body no longer existed, replaced by a special temperament.
"Chen Lang, from now on, I will go to the Lingdan Fang Fang to report to the subordinates of Fang Yi Shandan Master. ”
"The chief steward Wang Zhengyi ordered, I want to transfer you to the Lingdanfang warehouse. ”
After He Bo finished speaking, he walked out of the small courtyard quickly, regardless of whether Chen Lang was dissatisfied or not, leaving only a handyman to lead the way for Chen Lang.
"Is this the revenge of the chief steward, ridiculous, I thought you would find an outer disciple with advanced cultivation to come to me for trouble, but I didn't expect it to be just that. ”
The name of Fang Yishan, the strange Danshi of the Lingdanfang, is famous among the ten rooms of miscellaneous servants, and the reason is that this Fang Yishan often fails in alchemy, but he often sprinkles his anger on the medicine boy, and he is scolded at best, and he is whipped at worst.
When it is more serious, it is even more fatal, but for the sect, compared with an alchemy master and an outer sect handyman, it is clear which is more important and which is more important, and there is no follow-up after hastily.
Therefore, Wang Zhengyi mobilized Chen Lang to be a medicine boy under Fang Yishan at this moment, and his sinister intentions were already clear.
Borrowing someone else's hand to get rid of Chen Lang doesn't have to take responsibility at all, it's a good calculation.
Seeing Chen Lang standing still, the handyman who led the way for Chen Lang didn't dare to urge, after all, Chen Lang is not the Chen Lang who everyone can bully before, even Wang Sanhu is scrapped, not to mention their little roles who have no heels.
"Lead the way. ”
Hearing Chen Lang's words, the handyman who led the way breathed a sigh of relief as if he had been amnestied, he was afraid that this master would not go, which would make people embarrassed, and now Chen Lang is willing to go to the elixir workshop obediently.
The Zixiao Immortal Sect is located on the top of Zixiao Mountain, where the elders of the Taishang Sect live on the top of the mountain, and below is the cultivation place of the inner disciples and the elders of the sect, and halfway up the mountain is where the outer disciples and miscellaneous disciples are located.
Out of the range of the ten rooms of the miscellaneous servants, the scenery is beautiful all the way, the mountains are stacked, the strange rocks are craggy, although it is not as solemn as the Zhongzhou Daxian Gate, but there is a different kind of interesting meaning.
Chen Lang walked all the way like a tour of the mountains and rivers, and he had to appreciate it carefully everywhere he went.
In the eyes of the handyman who led the way, Chen Lang was just pretending, pretending to be calm, and asked the handyman who was willing to be the medicine boy of the weird Danshi.
After a while, the two of them had already entered the outer disciples' cultivation area, and the outer disciples who came and went walked with their footsteps, and they were all busy practicing, and they were not as leisurely as the outer sect handymen.
Every time he met an outer disciple, the handyman who led the way had to bow down and salute, but the outer disciple had never looked at the handyman who led the way, as if the person who was saluting was air.
However, the outer disciples naturally have arrogant capital, where is it worth their eyes to see what they are, some wastes who can only be at the low level of condensation all their lives, and it is too troublesome to say a word.
However, the handyman who led the way was very happy, as if he could catch up with an outer disciple and he would be able to soar, but he didn't know that these outer disciples were just the bottom of the sect.
Chen Lang naturally disdains to salute those outer disciples, a Dan Saint, others can't ask him, where will he salute others.
When they marched to a tall building, they saw three outer disciples wearing white outer disciple shirts walking towards them.
The handyman who led the way recognized the appearance of the outer disciple in the lead, and immediately pulled down Chen Lang's sleeve and buried his head in a low whisper: "Hurry up and bow your head and salute, this person's name is Lin Ze, and he usually likes to bully our miscellaneous servants the most, don't pretend to be a big head, we can't afford to offend the outer disciples." ”
Seeing that Chen Lang was still unmoved, the handyman subconsciously moved his body away from Chen Lang, so as not to suffer the disaster of the pond fish.
Chen Lang's straight body was naturally extremely eye-catching compared to the miscellaneous servants next to him, and the three outer disciples who came over saw Chen Lang at a glance.
Nothing happened, and I don't know where Lin Ze got angry, seeing that this miscellaneous servant saw his disrespectful salute, a wave of anger jumped out of his heart, and he raised his leg and kicked Chen Lang.
How could Chen Lang, who was standing in place, take this kick for no reason, and dodged slightly under his feet, dodging a kick from Lin Ze.
Lin Ze kicked in the air, with an incredible application on his face, as if to say, you actually dare to hide!
The handyman who was burying his head on the side saw that Chen Lang had dodged this kick, and his heart was even more wailing, if Chen Lang didn't hide, it would be fine to let Lin Ze kick twice, but now that Lin Ze's face has fallen, the matter is over.
Sure enough, the people who were traveling with Lin Ze saw Lin Ze kicking in the air, and teased Lin Ze in a weird way: "Tut-tut, Lin Ze, have you been deficient in your kidneys recently, and even a handyman can dodge your moves." ”
Lin Ze listened to his friend's yin and yang weirdness, and he couldn't hold the face on his face, I would put up with it if the senior brother didn't give me face, even this little handyman dared not give me face, he was looking for death.
At that moment, the spiritual power of the whole body was circulating, and he kicked Chen Lang again to the vacant place, compared to the random kick before, if Lin Ze kicked it again, if it was a real kick, I am afraid that it would be crippled directly.
Chen Lang, who didn't want to cause trouble, saw that Lin Ze actually killed the killer and kicked him directly in the gap between his legs, and then his face turned cold and his anger rose.
Chen Lang adheres to the principle that people don't offend me, I don't offend people, if people offend me, I will kill them, since this Lin Ze wants to pick up soft persimmons and pinch them, then don't blame Chen Lang for being heavy-handed.