The sect and the disciples are a relationship of mutual giving, the sect provides resources for the disciples in the early stage, and the disciples continue the glory of the sect after they are strong. Today, it has to receive the resources of the sect, and if it is in demand, Fengchen will naturally do its part. Today's treatment is accepted as a matter of course.

But the curse in the house is mysterious, and I don't know what I'm doing, so I won't let me see it. Fengchen could only enjoy this long-lost meal at the door, and if he thought about it, he didn't seem to have eaten this kind of meal since he left the city. Shaking his head, the wind and dust threw away the sadness that came out again, and prepared to move the chopsticks.

When I didn't see the food, I didn't feel how hungry I was, but now the aroma was overflowing, and Fengchen realized that his stomach was already protesting at some point!

A mouthful of demonic beast meat fell into his mouth, and Feng Chen looked around while eating, and finally his eyes fell on the miscellaneous disciple who delivered the food. By this moment he had knocked on another stone house. A little fat man dressed in the clothes of a disciple in the lower courtyard like Feng Chen, with a long white and clean appearance, appeared in Feng Chen's eyes.

While taking over the meal, the little fat man's complaint also fell into the ears of the wind and dust. The fat man's main concern is naturally eating, and the reason why the little fat man complains is that the food is too little, not enough to eat, and so on.

The miscellaneous disciple was also helpless, the amount of food was very sufficient, but when he met such a master, he had to laugh again and again. The little fat man didn't embarrass him, but looking at his expression, it should be true that there was not enough food to eat.

Fengchen looked at the food in front of him, then at the little fat man, and his mind changed. He put another piece of meat in his mouth, then put down his chopsticks, picked up the food and walked to the little fat man.

Food, color, sex, too. Is there a better stepping stone to dealing with a gluttonous little fat man than one meal? If there is, it's two meals.

Although Fengchen's move was a temporary intention, it was not reckless. From the little fat man's attitude towards the miscellaneous disciples who delivered meals, it can be seen that this guy is by no means a treacherous person, and now that he is a newcomer, this person is worth befriending.

After making up his mind, Fengchen's footsteps were a little faster, and he stopped the little fat man before he could return to the stone house. Faced with Fengchen's request to eat together, under the attack of the monster's meat, the little fat man disarmed without surprise.

Fengchen intended to make friends, and the little fat man was not a stupid person, so he soon understood what Fengchen meant. In line with the principle of multiple friends and multiple roads, the little fat man is also happy to accept it. As a result, before the meal was finished, the two began to call each other brothers.

Through conversation, Fengchen learned that the little fat man's name was Wang Qiyuan, because the elders in the family had a relationship with the Secret Cloud Sect, and he really had some talent, so he was able to worship the Secret Cloud, and now it has been more than a year.

And Wang Qiyuan also had a good impression of his new neighbor, patted Fengchen's shoulder and said, "Senior Brother Fengchen, you have just joined the sect, if you need any help, just come to Senior Brother Me." I don't dare to say it, some small brothers can still help, and the senior brother will introduce you to a few brothers and sisters another day. After saying that, he was separated again......

Fengchen was a little speechless, because of his own experience, his mind was much more mature than his peers. Although Wang Qiyuan's real age is indeed older than him, Fengchen seems to be a little naïve, but people still have good intentions, and he has to accept it. I have to say, it's also painful.

"By the way, what is the cultivation of junior brother now?" After being full of wine and food, Wang Qiyuan patted his rounder belly, and chatted with Fengchen with satisfaction.

"Cultivation, the pinnacle of bone forging. Feng Chen said secretly, but the realm division of this mysterious exercise is naturally not enough for outsiders, so he can only answer sloppily according to his strength, "It can be regarded as the peak of the scholar level." ”

"Well, the pinnacle of the sergeant rank... Peak. Wang Qiyuan first subconsciously repeated it twice, and then a spirit, staring straight at the wind and dust up and down, and muttered in a low voice, "Cao, the peak of the scholar level, you have this strength at the beginning, how can you embarrass my son." ”

Fengchen was furious by Wang Qiyuan, and he didn't hear his whispers. In order to get rid of this uncomfortable gaze, he asked rhetorically, "Senior Brother Qiyuan, what about you?"

"Well, this... Senior brother's strength... Six... Six-Star Fighter. When Wang Qiyuan heard the problem of wind and dust, he hesitated for a long time before he said it.

Now Wang Qiyuan can't wait to slap himself twice, damn, why do you want to bring the topic here. I wanted to pretend to be a master in front of the little junior brother, but I didn't pretend to be a master, but I slapped my face, and I still asked for it.

He is also aggrieved, in the Secret Cloud Sect, the miscellaneous disciples can become the disciples of the lower courtyard if they break through the fighters, and the disciples of the lower courtyard can become the disciples of the middle courtyard if they break through the fighting masters, and so on. Therefore, except for some special circumstances, the disciples of the lower court are generally fighters. Wang Qiyuan, a six-star fighter, is really not weak in the lower court, who would have thought that a newcomer would be directly comparable to the strongest in the lower court.

After listening to Wang Qiyuan's answer, although Fengchen didn't know the little Jiujiu in someone's heart, he also realized that his question seemed to be a little inappropriate. wanted to find some topics to break the embarrassment, but Wang Qiyuan spoke first.

"Senior brother's strength, senior brother admires! I can't say that senior brother will hold your big thick leg tightly in the future. "Half joking, but a little true. Knowing Fengchen's strength, Wang Qiyuan no longer simply entertained as before, but did have the idea of deep friendship.

The reason for the change in attitude before and after is also very clear, but it doesn't have to be broken, so it couldn't be better.

"By the way, the realm of the junior brother is there, but the senior brother wants to ask, what is the combat power of the junior brother in the same rank?" Wang Qiyuan said again.

"Why did Senior Brother say this?" Feng Chen did not answer directly, but asked instead. If it was a normal exchange to ask about strength just now, now that he continued to ask about combat strength in detail, Fengchen suddenly became vigilant.

Fortunately, Wang Qiyuan also quickly realized that the two did not have a deep friendship, and this question was really suspicious. hurriedly explained: "Don't blame the senior brother, it's the senior brother who is abrupt." However, the senior brother really thinks about the junior brother when he asks this.

Senior disciples may not know that the spiritual energy in the area where our lower courtyard disciples are located is not much different, but there are one hundred and ten specially opened cultivation rooms in that palace complex, and the intensity of spiritual energy is close to that of the middle courtyard, and cultivating in it is twice the result with half the effort. However, only ten of these cultivation rooms are free to enter, and the remaining 100 must pay a lot of contribution points if they want to enter.

Therefore, these ten free and open cultivation rooms have become fragrant and sweet, and everyone wants to enter, so they can only speak with their fists. This is the original intention of the sect, on the premise of not causing casualties, let the disciples fight for it, so as to arouse their self-motivation. As a result, these ten cultivation rooms naturally belonged to the top ten in the lower courtyard for a long time.

Their realm is also the pinnacle of fighters, doesn't the senior brother think, if the junior brother can dominate in the same realm, he may not be able to take down a cultivation room. ”

Listening to Wang Qiyuan's words, Fengchen's mind turned, he really didn't know about this before, if the situation is true, he can fight. Even the geniuses of the half-step Dou Master Realm in ancient times had fought against each other, and he really didn't care too much about these Secret Cloud Sect fighters.

As for being a hero in the same realm, Fengchen smiled bitterly, in his opinion, only the woman on the ladder of conscience is qualified to be called a hero in the same realm.

However, this matter is not in a hurry for the time being, he will not just rely on Wang Qiyuan's foolish flickering to challenge anyone, lest he be used as a gun and he will not know.

Some contribution points, this kind of thing that can be used as currency in the Mystic Cloud Sect, replacing the Yuan Stone. Although Fengchen is greedy, he doesn't care too much now.

First of all, he didn't have much to use now, and on the other hand, the Yundu Peak Lord directly gave him 10,000 points in the end. After a little understanding, the windmill already understood that this was really a huge amount of money for the disciples of the lower court. This is also one of the reasons why Fengchen is willing to spend dozens of yuan stones in the deacon's hall to bribe the deacon's disciples.

What is the idea of the Yundu Peak Lord, Fengchen can't figure it out. said that he valued himself, but as a result, he gave himself the identity of a disciple of the lower courtyard and didn't care, and said that he didn't pay attention to it, and he personally took it and contributed points.

This point of Fengchen is a misunderstanding of the Yundu Peak Master, and he is sure that Fengchen values it, especially after returning to the sect, he heard that the awakening bell rang three times. But no matter how much he values him, he doesn't dare to compete with the ancestor of the Body God Peak. But I don't know these dusts, but the big guys are unpredictable...

"Senior brother... Senior Brother Fengchen..."Seeing that Fengchen had been distracted for a long time, Wang Qiyuan shook his chubby and oily paws in front of Fengchen's eyes.

"Well, it's okay, thank you for your advice, I think it will be possible to give it a try in a while. Fengchen came back to his senses and replied.

"Well, you can try it if you want to, but Senior Brother reminds you that you must not be rash. Among the disciples of the lower courtyard of this Yundu Peak, there are not a hundred who have reached the peak of the fighter, but also eighty. But there were only ten in that position, and every guy who could occupy a cultivation room was ruthless.

Especially the pervert who ranks first, it is said that he can fight against low-level fighters without falling behind. The second and third can also play the fighter for a short time without defeat. If you're going to challenge, be sure to avoid these three guys. ”

Wang Qiyuan's words made Fengchen's good impression of him greatly increased, of course, it was impossible to put his heart in his heart for the time being, but it could be seen that he really had no malicious intent.

"Yes, I would like to thank you again. If there is nothing to do, the junior brother will not bother here. ”

Fengchen resigned, the two of them lived only 100 meters apart, and Wang Qiyuan did not do much to keep them. Wang Qiyuan, who seems to be honest, is actually very shrewd, he knows very well that some things can be done in moderation, and the relationship between the two is excellent when they first meet, even if they want to hug their thighs, they can't be in a hurry.

In addition, he also had doubts about Fengchen's strength. I was worried that I wouldn't be able to hug my thighs, so I put myself in.

The small gathering ended, in general, the guests and hosts were happy, and each had their own plans. Walking on the way back to the stone house, it was time for the results of the wind and dust to calculate the time curse to come out, and his steps unconsciously sped up a little.