Chapter 6: Promotion to the Black-clothed Disciple

Qingqing's sudden arrival was unexpected by Jiang Cheng, but it didn't affect him to proceed with the next thing. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The Hall of Glory of the Heavenly Demon Gate is a special place for releasing some tasks within the gate, of course, generally some disciples who want to be promoted, they will also go to the Hall of Glory to register and record, and complete the promotion process under the witness of the elders of the Hall of Glory.

Promoted to become a disciple of the Heavenly Demon Sect, this is a very glorious thing that everyone in the Heavenly Demon Sect considers.

Although Jiang Cheng didn't think it was glorious, it was what he wanted to do the most at the moment, and it was also what he needed to do the most.

Qingqing was surprised by Jiang Cheng's sudden decision, but she did not object.

She looks very clever and lively, but in fact she is very strong and ambitious, if Jiang Cheng is willing to be a handyman for the rest of her life, then she will not object, but from now on, the distance between the two is bound to get farther and farther away.

Now that Jiang Cheng wanted to be promoted to become a disciple of the Heavenly Demon Sect, Qingqing still felt very pleased.

She understands Jiang Cheng's character, she is very stable and forbearing, since she stood up uncharacteristically this time, she must be completely sure.

Entering the Hall of Glory, Brother Liu and a group of other people looked at Qingqing after taking the task, and then left with a disgraced face, Chen Scar had already been thrown aside by these people.

In the Heavenly Demon Gate, there are very few friends like Qingqing and Jiang Cheng, and most people come together just for profit.

Jiang Cheng walked to the tall counter in the center of the hall, and a bad old man lay leisurely on a rattan chair behind the counter.

This is a deacon in charge of the Hall of Glory in the Eastern Courtyard of the Heavenly Demon Gate, and it is said that he used to be an inner disciple of the sect, but he was transferred to this area of low-level disciples because he offended, and he was doing this idle thing with no future.

It is said that there is no future, but it is only relative to the inner disciples, after all, some of the authoritative positions in the low-level disciple area are really not much to make in the eyes of most inner disciples.

Only some outer disciples would be interested in the positions of real power in the low-level disciple area.

"Meet Deacon Wang. ”

Jiang Cheng and Qingqing both saluted the old man.

Regardless of whether the other party looked like he was about to die, neither of them dared to have the slightest disrespect for this old man from the inner door.

The inner disciples, almost all of them are people who have cultivated the authentic internal strength of the mind, and their strength is unfathomable.

"What are you doing?"

The bad old man was still lying on the chair, his eyes were slightly closed, he didn't even look at Jiang Cheng and the others, and said weakly.

Jiang Cheng bowed again, "Tell Deacon Wang, the miscellaneous disciple Jiang Cheng came this time to be promoted to a black-clothed disciple under the witness of the deacon." ”

In the Heavenly Demon Sect, for miscellaneous servants, on the surface, it sounds good to be a miscellaneous disciple, and for low-level disciples, it sounds better, that is also a disciple in black.

"Oh?"

The bad old man opened his eyes and looked at Jiang Cheng, and a ray of essence flashed in his cloudy eyes, almost fleeting.

Jiang Cheng and Qingqing are heartbroken.

This old man is absolutely very strong, and he is almost at the realm of the acquired Great Perfection of the Eyes and Voids.

"This is a little bit of the boy's heart, and please let the deacon laugh. ”

Jiang Cheng carefully took out five ingots of silver from his arms, all of them were silver ingots of eleven taels, he pretended to show a look of pain, and handed over all the silver.

Deacon Wang smiled when he saw the five ingots of silver, got up slowly, took the silver, played with it in his hand, and put it into his sleeve.

Jiang Cheng's painful look was seen in his eyes, this look made him a little happy, and secretly said that he had made some oil and water today.

Fifty taels of silver is naturally nothing to him who was once in the inner gate.

But now that he has been relegated to this low-level disciple's area, being able to harvest fifty taels of silver has already made Deacon Wang very satisfied.

Jiang Cheng saw Deacon Wang's satisfied expression, and he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

The people in the demon gate are not as righteous as the right, and there are not a few people who are reckless and ruthless.

If it is a greedy person, maybe if you are not satisfied with the fifty taels of silver, you will have to force Jiang Cheng to give more silver, and it will not end well at that time.

He just showed a painful look, which also means that he has a lot of blood, and the other party should not be greedy in his eyes.

Qingqing's expression did not change, and she followed Jiang Cheng to see how Jiang Cheng was promoted to a low-level disciple.

Jiang Cheng was surprised that he could take out fifty taels of silver, but Qingqing didn't show it on her face, her scheming city government is not shallow, and she understands the truth that wealth moves people's hearts.

"Come with me. It's very easy to be promoted to a disciple in black, you should also know the rules, if you can't pass it, then it's no wonder to me. ”

Deacon Wang got up lazily and walked to the backyard of the Hall of Glory.

Jiang Cheng and Qingqing hurriedly followed, obviously the fifty taels of silver just now had a little effect, and the other party's attitude was quite good.

When you come to the backyard, there is a small martial arts arena, with wooden stakes, sandbag arrays, plum blossom stakes and other equipment.

Deacon Wang walked up to the wooden stake, raised his chin at Jiang Cheng, and motioned for him to start working.

Wooden stakes are a test of a person's reflexes and physique in combat.

The wooden stakes of the Heavenly Demon Gate are all made of ironwood, which is extremely hard and heavy.

Ordinary miscellaneous disciples don't want to beat with their hands, even if they wear iron gloves and knock hard, it is difficult to make a trick.

Of course, the most important thing is the ability to react, otherwise a slap of the hand will be stretched forward, and the wooden stake will be shaken, but at the same time, the wooden stake on the wooden stake will also hit itself, which depends on the individual's reaction ability.

Jiang Cheng didn't think anything at this juncture, although it was inconvenient for him to use his internal strength in front of Deacon Wang, but the Star Absorbing Great Law was running in his body, and it was difficult for the other party to see as long as he didn't hold hands with the other party.

There is a strong internal force protective body, even if you don't urge this wooden pile, you can still drive it.

"Huh. ”

Jiang Cheng walked to the wooden stake and exhaled, and directly hit the pile with the two-word tong sheep and horse face.

After a while, the wooden stake was beaten to turn left and right, the pile body twisted, and Jiang Cheng also swam away and kept shooting, and the reaction was extremely fast.

In the process of hitting the wooden stake, Jiang Cheng was pleasantly surprised to find that his basic fist and kick proficiency had skyrocketed.

I didn't realize it when I killed Huang Da and Li Youliang before, but now it seems that the more hands-on skills you have, the faster your proficiency rises, especially this kind of wooden stake that is specially used to practice fist and foot kung fu, which is the most proficient in practicing exercises.

There was a crackling sound.

Deacon Wang bowed his head slightly, revealing a look of surprise.

Jiang Cheng's reaction speed is very fast, and his foundation is very solid, and he can even see from Jiang Cheng's way of making a move that Jiang Cheng has practiced basic punches and feet.

The basic fists and feet are not a powerful thing, they belong to the big road goods, and the miscellaneous servants in the door are rare, in fact, when they go to the rivers and lakes, there are a lot of people rushing to sell them for a few taels of silver.

Of course, if you buy the basic exercises of fists and feet, whether you can practice them well or not depends on each person's own understanding.

Qingqing was also slightly surprised when she saw the momentum of Jiang Cheng's move.

She really didn't see that Jiang Cheng was roughly good at fist and kick kung fu, and she couldn't help but feel a little happy for Jiang Cheng in her heart.

"Okay, don't fight, you can pass this wooden pile, let's go, go to the plum blossom pile." ”

Deacon Wang stopped Jiang Cheng from continuing to fight.

No matter how well this wooden pile Jiang Cheng played, in his opinion, it was just a child's play, there was nothing to see, so it was better not to waste time and end this test quickly.