"As soon as I entered the sect, I fought in a group! This is okay! The miscellaneous disciples involved will be dealt with according to the rules of the sect!"

"We have to look at the reason for the incident, why did it start? Whoever made the first move? The miscellaneous disciples must be at fault first?"

"You mean that the outer disciples are wrong?"

"I didn't say it, now it's not about the disciples who are there, my disciples are also in the inner gate, now it's about the essence of the matter. ”

"No matter who is at fault, that disciple named Jing Wujie must not spare him!

"Senior Brother Haosong, can your Yuchun still be wronged? There are not a hundred or eighty disciples who have been wronged by him!"

"Haokun, your nephew is a good thing?"

In the main hall of the sect, Ling Cang looked at the two disciples who were arguing endlessly, and couldn't help but rub his temples, they had been arguing for an hour, and there was no sign of stopping.

A disciple Haosong is Qian Yuchun's uncle, and a disciple Haokun is Zhao Fugui's uncle, and the two of them have been pinching each other for a day or two, so now they have seized the opportunity to fight.

Ling Cang sighed, if the matter of the fight between the disciples in this sect is known to outsiders, won't it make people laugh off their big teeth? Now his own disciple said that he wants to find that miscellaneous disciple, then find it, the relevant disciples have all called, so they can know what the reason is, isn't there anyone still watching? Random punishment is too partial.

I also want to see how this kid who just entered the door can make a character who even has a headache for him cry for a long time, that guy has a mouth and sharp teeth, but it's amazing.

More than a dozen people who were fighting were all taken to the main hall, except for Qian Yuchun, who kept wiping his face with a handkerchief and crying, the other disciples shrugged their heads one by one, and didn't dare to say a word.

"Master, look at it, my family Yuchun is almost crying! What did these stinky boys do to him?" Hao Song touched Qian Yuchun's head distressedly, and was stomped by Qian Yuchun, moved, and dodged away.

"What the hell is the fight?" although Ling Cang asked indifferently, his stern eyes lowered his head to these young disciples who were staring at him.

Jing Wujie was just about to raise his head and get up to speak, but he was grabbed by Zhao Fugui, he got up and stepped forward, gave Ling Cang a big salute, and then gave a salute to several uncles and uncles, before he said slowly.

"Back to the ancestors, uncles and uncles, all of this has to start with this new handyman. ”

Hao Song snorted coldly, "Sure enough, it's this kid!

Jing Wujie's heart was cold, thinking that this fat man was really going to sell himself.

But listening to this Zhao Fugui said slowly, "You should all know that new disciples who enter the door will be taught some rules by us!"

When he said this, Ling Cang, including several senior disciples, coughed dryly, isn't this so-called rule of the sect just relying on his seniority to bully newcomers?

Zhao Fugui continued, "This Jing Wujie is no exception, since entering the miscellaneous courtyard, the major responsibilities of cleaning the sect, carrying water and rice, carrying firewood, pulping laundry, emptying the toilet, and cleaning animal dung have also been handed over to him, and the laborer is the most glorious He has a deep understanding in place, and the rules of the sect have also been kept in mind by our teaching. ”

The boss coughed even more, these boys, they are so bullying? Do all the work for others alone?

"This is not about to start autumn, it's not that the sect's apprenticeship ceremony is close at hand, but this Jing Wujie is actually sick at this juncture, the cultivator has such a weak physique, and more importantly, the homework to understand the rules of the sect has not been completed, so the disciple will let him rest for a day to recuperate. ”

Now even Hao Song can't listen to it, bullying people is like this, and he can still find such a perfect excuse!

"Originally, Jing Wujie's physique was poor, so he was hurt by the wind and cold, but who expected Senior Brother Qian to use him as an excuse to sleep lazy, a bucket of water was splashed on his bed! The disciple originally thought that he would be ashamed of the little junior brother of Wujie, so he had a conflict with Senior Brother Qian! I also hope that the senior ancestor will punish him!" Zhao Fugui knelt down again after speaking.

Jing Wujie also coughed a few times rapidly, responding to Zhao Fugui's words.

Ling Cang looked at Jing Wujie, who was wet all over, and thought to himself, this fat man is indeed relying on Haokun's momentum to act as a prestige in the miscellaneous courtyard, which is a well-known thing, but it has never been too much, then Qian Yuchun is because of Haosong, and he is more ruthless to the doorman.

And Zhao Fugui's words were sincere, reasonable, and well-founded, it was obvious that this new miscellaneous disciple was bullied by both groups of people, how could this matter be ended?

Qian Yuchun was anxious when he heard this explanation, didn't he put the fault on himself? shouted loudly, "Dead fatty, you fart!"

"Shut up!" Ling Cang shouted violently, like thunder, and the ears of the people in the hall were buzzing.

"A miscellaneous disciple was bullied like this by you, and you still came to sue him? Who of you can beat him in a fight? Even if he wins against you, you should be ashamed, you have been in the sect for a few years, and you were beaten and cried by the miscellaneous disciples? Whose face is it that you lost?"

"Master, he... ”

"Shut up, don't speak, this new disciple is originally in poor physique, this master has long known that he has also poured water on him? Who gave you the guts? Punish you for thinking about it for three days, that miscellaneous disciple, no fault, go to the pill pharmacy to get some pills, this matter is over, if you are found to be fighting, all the rods will be beaten fifty!"

"Master, he... Qian Yuchun wanted to say more, but was grabbed by Hao Song and did not allow him to speak again.

When the matter reached the time when the master spoke, it was already irreversible, and now interjecting into what he said would only be counterproductive, making the punishment of the master greater.

This group fight is over like this, but Jing Wujie is very uncomfortable, such a solution, in fact, there is no punishment in it, what is facing the wall?

If you do something wrong in this sect and just face the wall, then you are willing to face the wall every day. The premise is that you have to have a backer.

In this sect, he is the existence at the bottom, there is no master above, there is no senior brother below, if you talk about Zhao Fugui, at most it is because of his cooking skills, and there are also factors in it.

However, he is still very grateful for Zhao Fugui's coming forward, if he lets himself say it, he will definitely blame the other party, but he will be attacked by the group, and now he is in a weak position, so he will naturally be sympathized.

The three-day face wall is nothing to Zhao Fugui, as soon as he comes out, he enjoys the cheers of the winner, he has not fought with this Qian Yuchun once or twice, and there has never been such a pleasure as this time, not only extinguishing the arrogance of the other party, but more importantly, he also knows Qian Yuchun's weakness.

That's cleanliness!

On weekdays, bickering can't fight him, but the same thing that comes out of his mouth can make him nauseous for days.

Now Qian Yuchun saw that Jing Wujie was taking a detour, because Jing Wujie was brewing emotions when he saw him, clearing his throat, a feeling of nausea made him want to vomit, that feeling made him want to cry without tears!

A few more days of peace passed, and the annual apprenticeship ceremony of the Xuanjian Gate was about to begin.

At the beginning of autumn.

On the Canglang Mountain, it is already high and cool in autumn, the cold air in the morning and evening is extremely heavy, the fog is thicker, the Xuanjian Gate holds a grand apprenticeship ceremony today, the most grand and complicated is the apprenticeship ceremony of the inner disciples, followed by the outer disciples and the registered disciples.

For the first time in a year, the inner disciples only accept five with the best qualifications, or one each according to the attributes of gold, wood, water, fire, and earth, so the difficulty can be imagined, and the outer disciples can accept hundreds, and at the end of the year, five more will be selected from the outer disciples to enter the inner door.

Named disciples are subject to availability.

Zhao Fugui is in the promotion list, although he didn't see how he practiced on weekdays, but he still worked very hard, and the few uncles who coaxed him were very happy, and the specialties under the mountain, and the gifts for the New Year's holidays were not less, so these uncles jointly recommended him and promoted him to the outer disciples.

The eyes and minds of all the disciples are on this great ceremony of apprenticeship.