All this happened too quickly, and by the time the crowd of onlookers around reacted, Yang Ming had already kicked Sun Hu at least seven or eight times, and just as Yang Ming was about to give Sun Hu another hard blow to the head, he was stopped by a senior brother who practiced qi at the fourth level, "Yang Ming, you have already violated the door rules now, and you still don't stop?"

"Door rules?" Yang Ming sneered, "If the door rules are really useful, I won't die that time this morning, and today's matter is also Sun Hu's first move," said, Yang Ming's eyes looked around, "I Yang Ming just want to cultivate in a low-key manner, but there are always people who bully people with power, today, Sun Hu is a lesson, I am already a person who has died once, if anyone still wants to bully me Yang Ming, I will accompany me to the end, it is nothing more than to die again." After speaking, Yang Ming turned around and left the dining hall.

Yang Ming knew in his heart that Yang Ming was too cowardly in the past, and in this world of the jungle, there was no way to cultivate well, only by slowly changing his image in everyone's hearts and making himself "not easy to mess with", that would be conducive to his own development. As for offending Sun Hu and the others, to be honest, Yang Ming hasn't taken them into account yet.

Out of the dining hall, Yang Ming went straight to the residence of Zhang Wenhua, the steward of the outer gate, the so-called steward of the outer gate, is just some disciples in the inner door who have little potential, responsible for the chores of the outer disciples, and at the same time cooperate with the elders of the outer gate to manage the outer disciples, although there is no potential, but in a place like the outer gate, the strength of the late stage of qi training is still very deterrent.

Knocking lightly on the door, Yang Ming stood at the door and waited for a full stick of incense before a voice came from behind the door, "Come in." When Yang Ming heard this, he pushed the door in, and after entering the door, he went straight to Zhang Wenhua and said, "Senior Brother Zhang, Senior Brother Yang Ming, there is something to discuss with Senior Brother Zhang." ”

"Senior Brother Yang," Zhang Wenhua seemed to be still meditating, "you have made a lot of noise today." ”

"The rights and wrongs of this matter, Senior Brother Xiangbi has long known everything. Yang Ming said respectfully.

"Well, I won't ask about such trivial things. What are you here to discuss with me today?" Zhang Wenhua was actually a little curious about Yang Ming's intentions.

"Well," Yang Ming hesitated for a moment, "Senior brother, senior brother wants to ask senior brother, is there still a shortage of people to guard the location of the Waste Treasure Pavilion?" Immortal cultivators refining Lingbao elixir generally have a very low success rate, that is, the so-called refining masters and alchemy masters, the success rate is only seventy percent at most, and the success rate of ordinary refiners and alchemists is even lower than fifty percent. Therefore, as long as there is a sect of refining weapons and alchemy, there will be places like the Waste Treasure Pavilion, because although things are refined, they are also refined with spiritual objects, so they will not be thrown away everywhere, but it is difficult to say how much attention is paid.

"Waste Treasure Pavilion?", Zhang Wenhua pondered for a while, "Although there is no oil and water there, it is better to be quiet, it seems that you are planning to cultivate quietly, but there is no place there for the time being." Saying that, Zhang Wenhua also shook his head, looked at Yang Ming, and showed a very sorry look.

"Old fox. Yang Ming scolded secretly in his heart, and said, "Senior Brother Zhang, I know that this matter makes you embarrassed, but I also ask Senior Brother Zhang to help me facilitate this matter, and I can honor Senior Brother Zhang for my benefits in the next year, and besides, the inner door elder who brought me into the door a few months ago also said that he would give me a spiritual weapon in a year, and I will also present it when the time comes." Yang Ming pulled the tiger skin at the right time.

"Is this true?" Senior Brother Zhang was completely moved by Yang Ming's conditions, you must know that the benefits of three spirit stones per month for the outer disciples are thirty-six a year, and he is in charge of the outer gate, and he only has ten spirit stones per month, the most critical spiritual weapon, you know, Qi cultivators generally use magic weapons, and the spiritual weapons are the configuration of foundation building monks, and he has not had one of them so far, and all of this is just his own effort.

Thinking of this, Zhang Wenhua raised his head and said to Yang Ming: "Although this matter is difficult to do, but seeing that you are indeed sincere, I will also agree to you, tomorrow you will go directly to the Waste Treasure Pavilion, as for the disciple you replaced, I will give some compensation tomorrow morning and make other arrangements." Still, I want you to remember today's words. Zhang Wenhua didn't forget to knock Yang Ming in the end.