Liu Wei's disappearance did not cause too many waves in Jinniu Mountain, and every miscellaneous disciple lived his life numbly, and there would be no change in the slightest because of a person's disappearance. However, there was a steward who came to inquire about the grievances between Gao Bo and Liu Wei, Sun Hao naturally pretended to be stupid and didn't know, and pushed it cleanly, and no one came to interrogate him later. Sun Hao still cultivates and works every day, but no one comes to provoke this somewhat unknown disciple. It's just that sometimes he looks at the empty bed next to him and can't help but feel a little emotional.

After more than three months in this way, Gao Bo's matter has almost been completely forgotten, Sun Hao's heart was relaxed, and he dared to take out Gao Bo's storage bag to study, but he had no clue. This storage bag is extremely tough, Sun Hao can't leave a trace on the bag whether he tears it by hand, bites his teeth, drips blood, or pokes it with scissors, so he can't help but be a little discouraged, so he has to find another way.

On this day, he had finished his day's chores, and was eating in the dining room, wondering whether to burn the invulnerable storage bag with fire. At this time, four or five miscellaneous disciples also entered the dining hall while laughing loudly. Sun Hao's brows furrowed slightly, this was a bully among several miscellaneous disciples, who did all kinds of evil, and ruined a lot of lives in their hands. He was trying to avoid it, but he was attracted by the conversation of several people.

I only heard one of the fat disciples say excitedly: "How can I deceive people, this is what my cousin in the outer gate personally told me, this time the apprentice recruitment conference is in the past few days, and the sect plans to distribute hundreds of pills, and select disciples who can cultivate spiritual energy from among us to recruit into the outer gate, so as to fill the number of disciples in the outer gate." I heard that the outer disciples of the sect have been killed and injured recently, and they can hardly maintain the basic operation of the sect, so they have to pick some of us who have passed the qualifications to cultivate the aura into the outer gate, this is internal news, do you believe it or not. ”

"Senior Brother Li, what are you talking about, how dare we not believe your old words, but why did the outer disciples suddenly die and be injured so seriously, and they want to pick people from among us?"

"What do you know!" The fat man lowered his voice and whispered: "I heard that the sect and another sect are at war, it seems that it is because of the spirit mine or something, and the outer sect disciples have died a lot, so this is the opportunity, otherwise it would be our turn there." ”

"Then if you go to the outer gate now, you will not be sent to the battlefield, that is a fatal errand." A disciple said with his neck curled.

The fat man didn't care, and said proudly: "What are you afraid of, I have already thought about it." Even if we enter the outer gate and cultivate the aura, we don't have any fighting ability, and the sect will not send us to the front line to die, and nine out of ten will stay in the sect to do some high-level miscellaneous labor. When the time comes, with my cousin taking care of us, won't we be at ease again at the outer gate? ”

"Senior brother is so confident, he can get enough pills, you must know that one or two pills are not enough to guarantee our success. ”

"Hmph, what do you know, it is said that this time the pill distribution is for the disciples to snatch at will, and then the pill will be placed on the conference hall at will, whoever grabs it will be whoever, we are strong and strong, the pill is not all brothers, when the time comes, we will all cultivate the aura, and we can also cultivate the true concealment. ”

Everyone clapped their hands and said yes, the sound of sycophants continued, and Li Fatzi was very proud.

Sun Hao left the dining hall quietly. He sat next to a few people, and he heard the conversation of several people clearly, and his heart was moved. He has been cultivating by himself for more than half a year, but he has never been able to cross the level of inducing qi into the body, and he is not a young man who is new to cultivating the truth, and he knows that he needs the help of the elixir. This recruitment conference is a rare opportunity, and what is even more rare is that the hundreds of pills distributed are all randomly snatched, and if you can grab a few pills at that time, you may be able to jump out of the quagmire and climb the outer door.

Although entering the outer gate may be sent to the battlefield by the sect, the benefits and risks are equal, and it is worth taking this risk. After making up his mind, Sun Hao made preparations early, he didn't expect to be able to easily pass the test at the recruitment conference and get the pill, and then he would definitely fight to the death of a disciple, if he was not prepared, he would not know how to die even if he died.

The next day, when it was still dawn, he went outside the steward's room and took the next task of chopping wood on the task list. Then he went to knock on the door of the steward's room, and only after half a ring did the steward's voice come out: "The one who received a thousand knives, what is the funeral knocking so early." ”

Sun Hao said calmly: "Little Sun Hao, took over the task of chopping firewood, and asked the steward for a firewood knife." ”

"Your grandmother, come to work so early, and I'm not afraid of exhausting you bastard. ”

Sun Hao was not angry, and still said in a calm voice: "It's all for the sect, and the small ones don't dare to slack off." ”

"Your grandmother's is really sick, wait!" After speaking, there was the sound of Suo Suo's dressing. Sun Hao calmed down and waited.

Of course Sun Hao is not really sick, he came so early to steal a knife, don't look at the management of this miscellaneous disciple is quite lax, but there is a death rule, no disciple is allowed to hide the knife privately, in case there is a mad disciple who kills on a large scale. Therefore, although there were often deaths among the miscellaneous disciples, there were no mass killings. Sun Hao wanted to find a weapon to take advantage of in order to recruit the apprentices, so he paid attention to the firewood knife, and wanted to steal the knife while the steward was slacking off early in the morning.

The door squeaked open, and the steward walked out with sleepy eyes, and Sun Hao noticed that there seemed to be a person lying on the bed, with a hidden pink piece of clothing exposed. He lowered his head quietly, he must be a female disciple who wants to flatter. The steward didn't know that his secret had been leaked, so he just scolded Sun Hao and led Sun Hao to the firewood room and asked him to choose the firewood knife by himself.

Sun Hao pretended to choose a sharp firewood knife, but he always paid attention to the steward's gaze. Finally, the steward could not bear the fatigue left by the night expedition, yawned a lot, stretched out his hands and rubbed his sleepy eyes. Sun Hao's eyes were quick, and he quickly stuffed an unnoticeable blunt knife into his arms, then took a handful of firewood knives at random and turned around and said, "Steward, I've picked it out." ”

The steward didn't doubt him, he drove Sun Hao away like a plague god, stretched his waist towards the rising sun, and walked into the room with a lewd smile, which was another **.

Sun Hao naturally didn't care about the affairs of the house, he held two firewood knives in his hand, and went straight to a bamboo forest with an excited face.

He picked a corner where no one was paying attention, took out the blunt knife in his arms, waved it a few times, and nodded in satisfaction. This knife is quite suitable for fighting, although it is a little blunt, but as long as the edge is sharpened, it is naturally a killing weapon.

So he found a piece of bluestone, and sharpened it vigorously, until dusk, when he cut down a few rotten trees indiscriminately, and went back to the steward on an errand.

Originally, he was afraid that the steward would be embarrassed for him because of the morning, but who knew that the steward had forgotten everything, and after inspecting the firewood, he took back Sun Hao's firewood knife and didn't pay much attention to it. Sun Haole was at ease, after eating some food, he went back to the house, hid the knife under the bed, and then fell asleep with peace of mind.

This night, he had a long dream, in which he became the master of Qizhumen, holding a three-foot Qingfeng sword, standing on the top of Jinniu Mountain, surrounded by thousands of disciples bowing at his feet, chanting his name. But in the blink of an eye, he was in the scene of the recruitment conference, the Qingfeng sword in his hand turned into a broken firewood knife, and a group of miscellaneous disciples rushed towards him violently, and he waved the firewood knife in a panic. But when his knife fell, the people under the knife became his parents, looking at himself with a kind face and smiling, he wanted to put away the knife, but he couldn't control his hand, he could only watch his parents fall in a pool of blood......

"Ah, don't!" Sun Hao sat up from the bed, his head was covered with beads of sweat, he gasped heavily, and pinched the cold blue crystal on his chest half-loudly, and his heart calmed down.

He knew that this was his own fear, after all, he was just a teenager who was not yet twenty years old, and he was alone in the face of great pressure every day, and it was strange that there was no fear.

He took off the blue crystal from his neck and held the crystal tightly in his hand, this is the only thing in his body from outside the Taurus Mountain, only by holding him tightly, he can remember all kinds of things in the mortal world, and can he avoid forgetting who he really is.

The night was long, the huge Taurus Mountain was silent, except for the stars, who would know the suffering of this sad-looking young man, maybe the cultivation realm was ruthless.

On the second day, Sun Hao had a rare lazy sleep, and he didn't go out until three o'clock in the morning. I thought that there would be no comfortable tasks at such a late age, and I just wanted to find a random task and eat with a mouth, but the task list was full of tasks, and no one took them.

Sun Hao was suspicious in his heart, and he didn't dare to step forward indiscriminately, seeing a few disciples wandering around with a lazy face, he stopped a disciple surnamed Wang who was a little familiar and asked, "Senior Brother Wang, what is the situation today, where have all the people gone?" No one does the odd labor. ”

The disciple surnamed Wang is also an honest man, and he smiled and said: "What do you do as a handyman, today is a big day, who has the heart to do handy." ”

"Oh, may I hear it. ”

The disciple surnamed Wang looked left and right, and said to Sun Hao in a mysterious voice: "This morning, an outer disciple came to pass the word, saying that in three days, the outer gate will hold a recruitment meeting for us, distribute pills, and rob them at will, and then as long as they can cultivate their aura, they will be recruited as outer disciples." This has exploded, and all the disciples are happy. The disciple also said that for the sake of fairness in recruitment, the miscellaneous work for these three days was stopped, so that the big guys could rest and prepare for the conference in three days. ”

"Where has that man gone, and he doesn't have to do chores, but he doesn't see anyone. ”

"Don't be busy, listen to me. The disciple surnamed Wang said dissatisfiedly: "As soon as the disciple left, Li Fatzi let out the words, claiming that the pills distributed this time belonged to their group, and whoever dared to disobey him would cut him." This can provoke the anger of the public, the big guy who doesn't stay in this place for the sake of cultivating aura, even if he Li Fat Man has someone outside the door, he can't cover the sky with one hand. finally had this opportunity, who could let go, and also gathered a large group of people to argue with Li Fatzi. No, the two groups of people didn't agree and went to the back mountain to make an appointment. Just leave us who don't rely on both ends here, in fact, let me tell you, this kind of thing, it's still less involved, and if it's not good, it won't please both ends, or be like me......"

"Hey, hey, I haven't finished yet, what are you going, hey, young people nowadays, they don't know how to respect senior brother anymore. The disciple surnamed Wang shook his head and said.

When Sun Hao heard this, he was willing to talk to this wall and confess his crimes, so he pretended to have something to do and hid in the room. He took out a firewood knife from under the bed and held it in his hand. Some excited, some nervous. I didn't expect this day to come so soon, and three days later, it was my first opportunity since I went to Jinniu Mountain. Whether Jackie Chan can continue to be a worm depends on this time. However, he still needs to make some preparations just in case.

Taking advantage of the fact that the sun was not poisonous, Sun Hao wrapped the firewood knife in a cloth, carried it on his back to the bamboo forest where the knife was sharpened, picked up some thin bamboos that were one person high, folded them down and sharpened them into a thin sword with a firewood knife. Hold it in your hand and dance a few times, it feels very good, this thing is a magic weapon for surprising success in the conference three days later. It's just that some of them are too vicious, and I'm afraid that the other party will die after making a move. Sun Hao shaved his head a little more blunt, so as not to cause too much damage.

Sun Hao was cutting the bamboo, and at the same time chanting Amitabha Buddha in his heart, asking the Buddha to bless him to succeed. But after thinking for a while, I realized that I was now a cultivator, and the Buddha might not bless me, so I stopped chanting and focused on cutting the bamboo.

After a while, he had enough seven or eight bamboo swords, and he tied the bamboo swords and firewood knives together and carried them on his back, which was his reliance at the conference, but he didn't dare to be sloppy.

Just as he was about to go back to eat with his sword on his back, a shout of killing was heard in the distance, attracting his attention.

He rushed towards the sound, and saw a group of people fighting in a clearing from a distance, and it was Li Fatzi and others who were fighting. Sun Hao hid behind a nearby tree and watched the fight of this group of people carefully.

I don't know if I don't see it, and I'm shocked when I see it. He thought that this group of people was just a simple fight, but he didn't expect it to be a real fire, and many people in the crowd were holding wooden sticks and iron bars, and they didn't leave any hands, and they all greeted each other's vital points, and many people had already fallen to the ground.

And Li Fatzi and the others at the head all have big swords and iron swords in their hands, and no one is their enemy. Sun Hao always thought that under the high pressure of the sect, no one dared to violate the ban, but he didn't expect that there were not a few people who hid knives privately. He couldn't help but be alert, it seemed that he couldn't keep his hand at the conference, otherwise he would be the one who suffered.

Just as he was thinking about it, the two groups of people had spelled out the high and low. Li Fatzi and others are strong and strong, and they will not suffer. On the other side, there is just a rabble, a newly formed alliance. Not to mention cooperation or anything, even basic trust can't be done, it's no wonder if you don't suffer, you were beaten by Li Fatzi, and fled for your life, leaving only a handful of wounded people rolling on the ground.

Li Fatzi won a big victory, he was proud, and led a group of little brothers to hum a small tune and leave. At this time, the steward came in a hurry, but he didn't dare to ask Li Fatzi about the crime, but just asked everyone to clean up the mess and carry the wounded back. It is conceivable that these people will end, and it is a blessing to be able to ask for their lives.

Sun Hao sighed, shook his head, and slipped down from the tree, ready to go back. Unexpectedly, as soon as he got off the tree, a deep voice came from behind him, "Senior Brother Sun, what are you doing here, but be careful, if you are discovered by Li Fatzi, I am afraid that you will get into trouble." ”

Sun Hao was shocked into a cold sweat and turned around for a long time.