The obscene fat man didn't know what kung fu he had done, and the wind was blowing under his feet, and he escaped so fast that the round figure was already dozens of feet away in the blink of an eye.

Ling Feng chased down with a swift star, Bao Zhan saw the direction, and shouted at the top of his voice to outflank Xiang Nan.

Xi Xiangnan, who opened his arms in the back, was lightly touched by the fat man who rushed over, and directly knocked it away, breaking through the encirclement.

Four people, three chasing and one fleeing, ran in the direction of Pepsi Pavilion in the eyes of everyone.

A quarter of an hour later, the fat man took the lead, not far behind him was Ling Feng, who was exerting his star steps, and then the heavy figures of Bao Zhan and Xi Xiangnan hung in the distance.

"This fat man, full of fat, why is he so good at running? No, I can't breathe. Xi Xiangnan said intermittently.

Bao Zhan was sweating profusely, his legs were like lead, and he was still chasing hard.

"I can't do it either, the dead fat man is too good to run. ”

Passing by the Pepsi Pavilion, the door came and went, and many disciples who had handed over tasks looked at them.

"Song Sanjin was chased again, he must be a newcomer. This cowardice, he is still a core disciple. ”

"Tianxuan Yuan's garbage pariahs are just a pariah, if it weren't for his brother's cover, a coward like him would have been abolished by our disciples in Shangsanyuan. ”

"That is, the disciple level of Tianxuan Yuan is generally one grade lower than our Shangsanyuan, and there is not even a senior brother, I think there is no need to exist at all, and it should have been revoked a long time ago. ”

Where did the fat man Song Sanjin have the heart to listen to other people's rumors at this time, and he turned his head in the direction of Tianshu Garden.

On the road ahead, there was a figure dressed as an old farmer, which was chasing souls.

Song Sanjin saw the joy on the face of the soul chaser, and shouted: "Brother, save me." ”

He grabbed the arm of the soul chaser.

After only a few breaths, Ling Feng chased after him, and was equally overjoyed when he saw the soul chaser: "Senior brother soul chaser, stop him, don't let him get away." ”

Chasing Soul looked at this scene in confusion.

"What's this?"

"Senior Brother Soul Chaser, this fat man, deceived us with two hundred spirit stones with a fake. Ling Feng said.

"Puzi, are you going to pit a newcomer again? This is Ling Feng, my friend. Chasing the soul complained to the fat man.

"Huh?"

The fat man was like a deflated ball, and he suddenly withered.

"Brother, why didn't you say it earlier?"

When Ling Feng heard that the obscene fat man actually shouted Soul Chaser and called Brother, he also looked at Soul Chaser blankly, with a question mark on his face.

Chasing Soul smiled at Ling Feng embarrassedly and said, "Ling Feng, I forgot to introduce you, this is my brother, Song Pu, nicknamed Song Sanjin." ”

Ling Feng looked at the soul chaser, the first life guest of the Chaos Canyon, the senior brother of the Tianshu Pavilion, Song Xingsoul.

Look at the obscene Song Fat Man, sloppy, cheating, timid and afraid of Song Sanjin.

I looked at the soul chaser again, and I looked incredulous.

"He's your brother?"

Soul Chaser nodded emphatically: "The core disciple of Tianxuan Pavilion, I didn't have time to introduce you yesterday. ”

"Three catties, how much money do you deceive people, and give it back to others. Soul Chaser reprimanded.

Song Sanjin saw that Ling Feng was his brother's friend, and hurriedly squeezed out a smile on his face: "The water washed the Dragon King Temple, it turned out that they were all a family, misunderstanding, misunderstanding." Thank you for your understanding. ”

took out the bag of two hundred spirit stones and returned it to Ling Feng.

Ling Feng naturally didn't want to pursue anything more in the face of chasing souls, besides, the fat man had already returned the spirit stone happily.

"It turned out that he was still the senior brother of Tianxuan Yuan, since he was the younger brother of the soul chasing senior brother, it was just a misunderstanding, and my friend didn't lose anything, so the matter was revealed. ”

Chasing the soul embarrassedly played the round: "You guys don't know each other either, fate!

The fat man hurriedly echoed: "Fate, fate, chased me for five miles." I'm tired to death, you're good at your footwork?"

Ling Feng couldn't help but laugh: "Each other, each other." ”

At this time, Bao Zhan and Xi Xiangnan staggered after him, Ling Feng explained the matter, and everyone was happy.

Since then, they have known each other.

Song Sanjin slapped his thigh and said, "Let's go, I'll treat you and go to the Yiyi Building for a drink." It can be regarded as making amends to Brother Bao. ”

A few people talked and laughed and walked towards the bazaar in the sect.

There are tens of thousands of disciples of the Royal Martial Academy, and most of them are still rich second generations with 'thousands of dollars', and they are generous.

Thousands of miles of materials are gathered and traded here, and those disciples who are a little business-minded, where will they be left out in the cold.

The bazaar is bustling and lively, with everything to eat, drink and play, and there is no shortage of pills and weapons.

Jieyi Building is the most magnificent restaurant here, with three floors high, the martial arts academy's own industry, and it is also a place where the disciples of the martial arts academy often come.

A few people found a corner and drank and talked.

After three rounds of drinking, a team of sons in gorgeous brocade robes came in outside the door, led by Pang Xuan, whom Ling Feng had seen.

Pang Xuan was cultivating behind him, waiting for the newcomer disciples to follow closely, shouting loudly: "Boss, come to a private room." ”

Ram Xiu swept the corner and saw Ling Feng and the others, pulled Pang Xuan's sleeve, Nunu's mouth, and smiled disdainfully.

Pang Xuan stopped going upstairs, and slowly paced towards Ling Feng and the others without smiling.

"I didn't expect to meet again so soon. Oh, tsk, are you reluctant to even open a private room? What do you mean by living?"

The sneering sneer in the words could be heard throughout the hall.

Song Sanjin's old face turned red, and the fat man's back was a little stiffer.

There is a minimum consumption in the private rooms of the Jieyi Building, and the cost is not low, all of which are calculated in spirit stones.

"That is, although I am not an official disciple yet, it is still at least a private room to come here to eat, right?"

Kang Fu is the genius son of the Kang family in the imperial capital, the family has little power in the political circles, and Pang Xuan and Ram Xiu were able to enter the Tianquan Garden, seeing that the future is bright, this is the moment of complacency and cocking the tail.

However, his strength is indeed not weak, he has actually reached the first level of the Tongmai Realm, he is a genuine Tongmai Realm master, and he has some fame in the imperial capital circle.

Pang Xuan nodded and said, "We are born to be nobles in Shangsanyuan, and we are destined to be marquis and prime minister in the future. Since he was a child, he has been clothed and fed, has sufficient cultivation resources, and has made friends with high-class elites, who are destined to be superior. ”

His eyes turned, he smiled wickedly, and then slowed down his voice and said, "And you are just some lowly and inferior commoners. is also destined to become a dog under me in the future, inferior, this is the destiny of heaven, it is the fate that God has long decided. ”

When Song Sanjin heard this, he silently bowed his head, and his shoulders were lowered.

The distinction between the upper three gardens and the lower two gardens of the Royal Martial Arts Academy has been for a long time, and natural people are divided into groups, even if they are angry, they have to acquiesce in their hearts.

Maybe that's destiny. Destined by nature, arranged by God.

Between the same ranks of the disciples of the lower two courts, they are generally two levels lower than the disciples of the upper three courts.

Just like Song Sanjin, although he is a core disciple of Tianxuan Yuan and also wears a black robe, he only has the strength of the fourth layer of the Tongmai Realm, which can only be regarded as the middle and lower level of the core disciples.

Most of the core disciples of Tianquan Yuan are above the fifth layer of the Tongmai Realm, or the disciples of the sixth layer of the Tongmai Realm.

The disciples who have reached the seventh level or above of the Tongmai Realm are already the top of the core disciples, and even the disciples who have passed it on to themselves, there are not many martial arts institutes in the entire martial arts, and there is no Tianxuan Yuan.

Chasing the soul didn't say a word, and looked at Song Sanjin quietly, his eyes full of disappointment.

This younger brother of his was obviously very talented, and at the age of fifteen, he was already a fourth-level cultivator in the Tongmai Realm, and this kind of talent was incomparable to even the previous Ling Feng.

Tian Xiangyang intended to make him a senior brother, but he kept refusing, saying that he didn't want to be a senior brother.

Chasing the soul understands that he is because of the oppression of Shangsanyuan, which has an inferiority complex, and he has never been able to break through the obstacles in his heart and cannot break through himself.

Song Sanjin always said, even if you become a senior brother, what does it mean?

Chasing souls really wants that one day, Song Sanjin can stand up and stand up.

And this is even more difficult than cultivating Yuan Qi.

At this moment, a word came to everyone's ears.

"What the is destiny? Nothing is ever predestined!"

Song Sanjin felt like a thunderbolt sounding in his mind.

All eyes are on the source of the words,

Lingfeng.