Chapter Seventy-Eight: The One in the Black Robe Stops for Me
The atmosphere in the room suddenly changed, and the ease just now was gone, just now, Shang Jingxing chased out to ask for clarification, especially who the so-called acting head was, but the other party just said, "The head is seriously injured and has not healed, and everything will be handled by his son." Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ο½ο½ο½Uο½Eγ info", and left extremely arrogantly.
In the silence, Shang Jingxing had a reluctant smile on his face, and suddenly said: "Okay, it's not a big deal, I'll deal with it, you go to sleep." β
Xiaoyun stared at him, stopped talking, and finally nodded silently and went to rest.
After Xiaoyun left, he cleaned up the dishes and chopsticks, and sat in the living room, his eyes staring at the darkness ahead, and from time to time there were flashes of fine light.
"Is this the Tower Realm......?"
Yes, this is the Tower Realm, he and Xiaoyun are too naΓ―ve after all, they have not joined other sects, and they don't know the rules of other sects.
Although the previous order had elements in which Lan Chengfeng deliberately embarrassed him, Lan Chengfeng couldn't be too obvious, these were the original rules of the Lanshan faction, but they were doubled.
He gently stroked the storage bag, and there was only one thing left in it that could be exchanged for money.
"Let's go to the sect tomorrow and see who wants to buy the corpse of the Fire Demon Cow. β
At the beginning, he entered the forest and got a lot of corpses of demon beasts, including three corpses of fire-stepping demon cows, one for him and Xiaoyun, and one for the left, which has not been eaten.
At this stage, the door faction is definitely not good, so it can only be sold in the sect, although the price will be a little low, but it is safe, and he can also take a look at the so-called sect tasks by the way.
Now that he had made a decision, he naturally put the matter aside and waited for tomorrow.
He took out a small note two fingers wide and five inches long from his storage bag, and began to burn the exercises as one of his daily assignments in addition to cultivation.
Such a slip of paper can write about six to eight words, and the amount of text depends on the size of the writing, and his goal is seven words, which is also the daily goal he has set for himself.
Time is enough for him to write seven words, coupled with the lessons of the previous car, he does not have the eagerness of the day before yesterday, every time he writes a word, he will stop for a while, concentrate on two purposes, and practice the exercises of the forging period while running the "Forging Heart".
Writing a tea time, recovering mental power and cultivating a stick of incense time, writing stops and stops and repeats, the night is long, but it is also very short, when he finishes his daily homework, the sun rises, and the next day comes.
He raised his head, listened to the rooster crowing in his ears, stretched out, pushed the door and walked out of the house.
After about a stick of incense, he had already washed off the sweat after the workout, changed his clothes, and returned to the house refreshed, holding the breakfast prepared for Xiaoyun in his hand.
"Xiaoyun, get up, the sun is shining on your buttocks. β
Putting the breakfast in his hand on the table, he greeted Xiaoyun, sat down, and ate his unchanged food, beef.
"Shang Jingxing! you are so annoying!" Xiao Yun had already woken up, his little hand grabbed the upper edge of the quilt and only showed a small head, and looked at Shang Jingxing angrily, "How do you change my clothes when you look at me like this!
Shang Jingxing couldn't help laughing when he heard this, and said with a smile: "There is a difference between men and women in children, and I don't know who grabbed my arm to sleep a few days ago, which made my hands bloodshot when I got up in the morning." β
"Shang Jingxing!"
Xiao Yun screamed in annoyance, his tiger teeth were torn apart, and he looked like he was eager to bite Shang Jingxing.
"Okay, good, I don't watch. Really, it's not like you're undressed. β
Shang Jingxing shrugged his shoulders with a smile, and the chair under him rotated around the table for half a circle, turning to a position where Xiao Yun could not be seen.
While laughing, the two finished their breakfast, dressed neatly, put on their black robes again, and went to the center of the sect.
Walking on the road, Shang Jingxing took the sect order given to him by Elder Dongfang yesterday and looked at it carefully.
Sect: Lanshan faction (100 million forces)
Ranking: 102681273
Located in: The first layer of the Immortal Pagoda Realm
Men: 73 people (3 people in the Qi refining period)
Affiliations: None
Affiliations: None
Subordinate Forces: None (to be destroyed)
Protector Array: None
'Three......
When he saw the doorman's bar, his eyes flashed, and he was a little surprised, the Zhoushan faction had five qi practitioners, but he didn't expect the Lanshan faction to rely on only three to compete with it.
Suddenly, a figure popped out of his mind, and it was a stout figure with a flame burning in his hand.
It seems that what Xiao Yun said is right, a monk who only takes a single route is indeed much stronger than a person who is a double cultivator. β
Thinking like this, he moved his gaze downward, saw the column of subordinate forces, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously hooked, secretly saying that this Lanshan faction is probably far more than enough to compete with the Zhoushan faction.
At this moment, the center of the sect also arrived, and the atmosphere around it suddenly changed, and there were forty or fifty people sitting neatly in the center of the compound, doing their daily morning homework, and only an old man with a sterile face stood in front of the crowd, supervising them.
Due to the orientation problem, Shang Jingxing didn't notice the old man, so he didn't say hello, walked leisurely in front of the crowd, and looked curiously from time to time.
The more than forty Lanshan Sect disciples watched Shang Jingxing walk in front of him, and their hearts were extremely unhappy, but many of them had done something with him yesterday, and they knew how powerful he was, so they didn't dare to speak out.
In fact, it is understandable that they are unhappy, the Lanshan faction has a strong sense of class, and those who need to do morning classes are generally outer disciples below the sixth level of the forging body, and they usually have to bow down when they see inner disciples, and even so, those inner disciples are not qualified to walk in front of the crowd during the morning class, especially in front of the rigid Elder Lin.
However, this matter is not without exceptions, there are five people with such privileges in the entire Lanshan Sect, namely, Lanshan, Elder Dongfang, Elder Lin, Lan Chengfeng, and Lin Dongcheng, who is known as the most perceptive qualification in the entire Lanshan Sect.
"The one in the black robe over there, you stop me!"
Listening to the roar behind him, Shang Jingxing looked around and found that he was the only one wearing a black robe except for Xiaoyun, so he turned around and looked in the direction where the sound came from, and was stunned the next second.
He was stunned not because of how strange Elder Lin's appearance was, but because he was surprised that he hadn't discovered Elder Lin's existence before.
However, his stunned was a bad thing, Elder Lin had an extremely thin sense of existence because of the exercises he cultivated, and it was time to assassinate someone, once someone ignored him in his daily life, he would be displeased, not to mention that Shang Jingxing didn't salute after seeing him, and he was immediately angry, his right hand turned into a claw, and he grabbed it angrily.
"Ignorant children are so rude!"