After cleaning up Feng Wei, Zhao Zhen turned around and smiled at Li Haopeng: "Thank you Uncle for speaking for the juniors just now."

"It's okay, it's okay, it's that Feng Yun deceives people too much" Li Haopeng waved his hand and said meaningfully: "You are already a preparatory disciple of the Purple Thunder Sect, you can be more careful in the future"

In fact, there is no need for Li Haopeng to remind him, Zhao Zhen also knows. Just now, Zhao Zhen ruthlessly blinded Feng Wei's eyes, and Feng Yun, as an elder brother, will never give up. After Li Haopeng left, Zhao Zhen immediately worshipped Wang Ze as his teacher, so as not to have many dreams at night.

Anyway, the apprenticeship in the cultivation realm is carried out according to the cultivation of the master, and when the cultivation is about the same as his master, he can continue to cultivate to a higher monk as a teacher. Now Zhao Zhen is hated by Feng Yunji, and he may kill him at any time. For the sake of his life, Zhao Zhen must now also worship Wang Ze as a teacher.

After worshipping the teacher, Wang Ze took Zhao Zhen to step on a leaf-shaped flying magic weapon, and after flying for twenty minutes, he landed on a lush mountain range and descended into a mountain villa halfway up the mountain. Then he entrusted Zhao Zhen to a disciple who led the way, and dozens of preparatory disciples had gathered here at this time.

The disciple who led the way led all the preparatory disciples around the group of houses in the villa, and finally stopped in front of a house that was much larger than the ordinary house.

"This is where you have been living during this period of practice. You are waiting here, and someone will come and arrange your life. Whether you can join the Inner Mountain Gate in the future depends on your own creation!"

Dozens of people, you look at me, I look at you, standing in place, except for Zhao Zhen, everyone else is at a loss. Only Zhao Zhen stood alone with a smile on his face, recalling the bits and pieces that had happened in this villa in his mind. When he first joined the Purple Thunder Sect, he was just as cowering and worried as these people, and now he feels ridiculous when he thinks about it.

Among these people who were traveling with him, Zhao Zhen almost had no impression. There is no way, every year each sect will find some people with spiritual roots to accept as preparatory disciples. However, not everyone with a spiritual root can succeed in cultivation, and even many people have been ruthlessly eliminated in the first stage. Zhao Zhen has no impression, and it is very normal.

Zhao Zhen pushed open the familiar door and entered the hall, found a seat and sat down, and began to wait quietly. The other preparatory disciples stood in a new environment one by one, nervous, not to mention sitting down, not even a single one of them was moving. Compared with Zhao Zhen, it is simply a completely opposite image.

After a while, a man in the shape of an old steward appeared in the hall, followed by two servants. Zhao Zhen didn't raise his head, because this boss was too familiar to him. After the boss came in, he saw the people standing on the ground, and saw Zhao Zhen sitting leisurely, his brows furrowed slightly, but then he immediately relaxed.

"The old man Zhang Yuan, the head of Chuxiang Villa, is also the person who manages your daily life during this year. As soon as the old manager came up, he introduced himself: "In the future, no matter what requirements you have in life, you can directly ask the old man to put it forward." ”

"Thank you, Mr. Zhang, you have worked hard!" Zhao Zhen listened to Zhang Yuan all the time, and then stood up with a smile on his face, and gave his hand to Zhang Yuan with a sophisticated face. As soon as he gave up, everyone else began to thank Zhang Yuan in the same way.

Zhang Yuan was very useful, and at a glance he took a fancy to Zhao Zhen's cleverness and respect for himself. However, the use is used, but there is a slight regret in his heart, this time Feng Yun is going to put this Zhao Zhen to death by himself! If he was so clever, why did he have to offend Uncle Feng Yun?

"In the coming year, you will live in this Chuxiang Villa, those who can't read and write will first read and write here, recognize things and materials, learn medicine and medicine, and those who can read and write will concentrate on cultivation here, and you can consult your master in your free time, and after a year, you can participate in the formal selection and become a disciple of my Purple Thunder Sect!" Zhang Yuan went straight to the point and said what everyone in Chuxiang Villa had to do.

Those who have spiritual roots do not necessarily have a good education, because many of them are from ordinary peasant families, and they have never studied at all, so they have to read and write here, and they don't even know the words.

Hearing Zhang Yuan's words, all the preparatory disciples began to discuss one after another, and finally a bold person cautiously asked, "Chief, aren't we still a disciple of the Outer Mountain Sect?"

"Hehe, it's just that he has a spiritual root, and now he is still a preparatory disciple, and he can't talk about the disciples of the Outer Mountain Sect. Zhang Yuan smiled and explained to everyone: "This year is for you to lay a good foundation and choose a good cultivation direction, at least in this year, you must cultivate to the first level of qi refining, and you can become a real disciple of the Outer Mountain Sect." ”

When he said this, everyone understood, but there was a sense of worry and urgency in their hearts. I thought that I would be able to join the Immortal Cultivation Sect with a spiritual root, and since then I have soared into the sky, but I didn't expect it, I just had the qualifications for selection. Hearing that a year not only had to lay the foundation, but also had to cultivate to the realm of the first level of Qi refining, everyone couldn't help but start to become urgent.

"What if I don't reach the first level of qi refining by then?" someone asked timidly.

"My Purple Thunder Sect's exercises should not be passed on lightly, if you can't reach it, then just like these two people behind me, be a slave for a lifetime in this Chuxiang Villa!" Zhang Yuan's voice was cold, adding a chill to everyone's hearts. All the preparatory disciples couldn't help but look at the two slaves behind Zhang Yuan.

Zhang Yuan seemed to know what they were thinking, and after these preparatory disciples came to their senses, he immediately ordered: "It's getting late today, after eating, you settle down first, and from tomorrow onwards, you will do what you need to do." ”

As he spoke, Zhang Yuan clapped his hands, and then dozens of slaves walked in outside the door, exactly the same number as the new disciples in the hall. "Each of you chooses a servant, and he will take care of your life. Zhang Yuan pointed around and let everyone choose at will.

After all the preparatory disciples were selected, Zhang Yuan instructed their respective slaves to lead their masters to the arranged room, while he personally took Zhao Zhen and his slaves to the courtyard where the spirit beasts were kept.

Zhao Zhen looked at the house where these spirit beasts were locked as he walked, and the more he walked forward, the more he felt that something was wrong, so he asked, "Manager Zhang, why did you bring me here?"

Hearing Zhao Zhen asking himself, Zhang Yuan did not shy away from opening his mouth: "Zhao Zhen, Uncle Feng said that you are very smart, in order to give you a chance to increase your experience, I specially asked the old man to give you special care, and specially arranged a different room for you!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Yuan waved his finger and pointed to a small dilapidated house in the middle of a row of houses in front of him.

Zhao Zhen was stunned at first, Feng Yun had such a good intention? But when Zhao Zhen saw the houses on both sides of the smaller house, he couldn't help but feel angry in his heart! What is this to increase his experience? This is clearly Feng Yun's old thief who wants to kill his own life!

In the houses on both sides of the smaller house, all the spirit beasts of the Jindan period were closed, and even the worst ones were in the foundation building period. As long as Zhao Zhen is a little careless and angers any of the spirit beasts here, his life will be in danger at any time. Although these spirit beasts are suppressed by the Ning Shen Rune, occasionally a few spirit beasts will suddenly riot and hurt people.

Feng Yun's arrangement was clearly to use the power of these spirit beasts to eradicate Zhao Zhen, so as to achieve the goal of being bloodless and tenacious. Even if Zhao Zhen had an accident, Feng Yun could not be held accountable. Such an arrangement can be described as sinister and vicious!

After Zhao Zhen glanced at this room, he had already sentenced Feng Yun to death in his heart, but his face immediately became full of smiles, and he arched his hand to Zhang Yuanyi: "Manager Zhang, then Zhao Zhen has you sent it here."

Zhang Yuan looked at Zhao Zhen meaningfully and said, "Then you can do it yourself."

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Yuan handed over a key to Zhao Zhen, and then slowly left. After Zhang Yuan left, only Zhao Zhen and the slave were left in this large room where the spirit beast was kept in captivity.

Zhao Zhen approached the door with a big grin, and suddenly the roar and coercion of the Jindan stage demon beast turned into a strong wind and struck him, frightening the slave on the side, and he couldn't help but curse in his heart for being unlucky.

Zhao Zhen ignored it, and still walked in on his own, these are just pediatrics, how could Zhao Zhen, who has the experience of the Nine Heavens Realm Xuan Immortals, be afraid of these golden pill spirit beasts? And the slave behind him is completely different, where do you dare to stay more at this moment, and almost follow in.

The slave selected by Zhao Zhen was named Zhou Qiang, who originally also had a spiritual root, but he was unlucky, and he only entered the first layer of qi refining in one year and two months, and he had been demoted to a slave for three years. In the past three years, in addition to doing what a slave should do, Zhou Qiang has been practicing non-stop, hoping that he can break through the foundation building period and become a disciple of the Inner Mountain Sect again.

The rules of the Purple Thunder Sect are not dead, as long as they can build a successful foundation, they will be accepted as disciples of the Inner Mountain Sect. In fact, not only Zhou Qiang, but all the slaves in the villa were of the same mind. While serving these new disciples, he is also refining, looking forward to one day becoming a foundation building master and truly joining the Purple Thunder Sect.

After Zhao Zhen entered the house with this slave, he sat down on a chair and commanded loudly: "Zhou Qiang, bring me dinner!"

"Yes, master" Zhou Qiang turned around and entered the kitchen, and after a while, brought the food to the table.

Zhao Zhen picked up the chopsticks with a big grin, took a bite of rice and stuffed it into his mouth, but as soon as he took a bite, he spit it on the ground, and drank with an angry face: "Zhou Qiang, why is this rice rancid?!"

"This ......" Zhou Qiang couldn't help but look embarrassed when he heard Zhao Zhen's question.

"Okay, you don't have to say it, I know who asked you to do this" Zhao Zhen saw Zhou Qiang's face embarrassed, so he waved his hand to stop his explanation. In fact, Zhao Zhen didn't need to ask, he knew that Feng Yun asked Zhou Qiang to do this.

Zhou Qiang is just a slave, he has no status in the sect at all, and now under the obscenity of Feng Yun, a master of foundation building, he dare not disobey the order, and he is indeed helpless to do so. Zhao Zhen is not a very unreasonable person, so naturally he will not count this account on Zhou Qiang, a substitute ghost, but what Feng Yun did to Zhao Zhen today, Zhao Zhen will never give up!