Chapter 6
Not for a while.

After filling the five internal organs temple, Chen Zheng walked out of the dining hall alone to the internal affairs hall, preparing to receive his benefits as a senior congregation.

Although Wu San and He Daming completed the official baptism and were automatically promoted to intermediate-level congregants, they still belonged to the category of low-level congregants.

They just don't need to do heavy chores, but hard work such as daily drills and patrols are still unavoidable, so naturally it is impossible to follow his butt all the time.

As for Chen Zheng himself, although he wanted to run away immediately, after careful consideration, he was unable to take action for the time being.

Because this stronghold of the Tianmu God Sect was established in a huge mountain forest stretching for more than a hundred miles in the border wasteland, even if it went out of the mountain forest, it was hundreds of thousands of miles away from the nearest city.

In today's world, weirdness occurs frequently, and danger is everywhere.

With such a long distance, without knowing the direction, not to mention the dangerous roads along the way, it is even more likely to encounter ferocious bandits and bandits in the wilderness, and even more terrifying demons and monsters.

Not to mention ordinary people, even well-trained martial arts masters are quite risky traveling alone, and they must be experienced and accompanied by many people to be considered safe.

And the most important thing is that Chen Zheng now has an evil eye between his brows, even if he can run out, it is difficult to find a place to stay.

After all, with the Guangwu Celestial Dynasty's efforts to eradicate various cults, no matter which crowded place they go to, once they are found to be a cult, they will be mobbed and attacked immediately, and there will be no good end.

It is precisely because of all these considerations that he can only lie dormant in the stronghold first, accumulate a lot of strength, and then make plans.

The internal affairs hall is not far from the dining hall.

Soon, Chen Zheng came to the Internal Affairs Hall, knocked on the door and walked in.

In the front hall, two internal affairs disciples were scrubbing and scrubbing. A short, thin, middle-aged man in a brocade robe was lying leisurely on the master's chair, drowsy.

Hearing the movement, the other party opened a pair of cloudy and empty eyes and looked over: "Huh? You are."

"My servant, Chen Zheng, has met Steward Gu."

The other party's eyes did not look like a living person, Chen Zheng was not surprised, and politely saluted:
"I was promoted by my wife. I am here to receive the supplies of the senior congregation, and I need to troubleshoot the affairs."

The middle-aged man in front of him is named Gu Liangsheng, and like Qi Gang, he is also the leader of the internal envoy level. He is in charge of the mobilization and distribution of internal supplies.

"So it's your big boy?"

Gu Liangsheng was motionless on the reclining chair, but his strange and indifferent eyes were gathered on Chen Zheng's forehead, looking curiously at him:

"In the past few years since this stronghold has been developed, you are the third person who has successfully transplanted the Tianmu. Untie your forehead belt and let me see."

Although the other party's words were offensive, Chen Zheng didn't take it hard, and immediately took off his forehead strap, revealing the third eye between his brows.

"Okay, okay, it is indeed from the hand of Madam."

Gu Liangsheng looked at it carefully for a while, chattering and laughing:

"Okay, ma'am, she has already sent someone to notify me that your things are ready."

As he spoke, he gave instructions to the internal affairs disciples on the side.

After a while, two believers brought two trays, one large and one small.

On the big one were three sets of clothes with purple patterned necklines, three pairs of thick-soled leather boots, and an iron waist tag.

On the small tray are three thin booklets.

Gu Liangsheng wrote lightly:

"It is stipulated in the teaching that those who are promoted to senior members, in addition to the corresponding clothing badges, can also have their own private courtyard. In addition, they can choose a killing martial art at will, and they can receive a set of viscera training medicinal materials every month for practice.

The medicinal materials for viscera training are distributed uniformly, and the time for distribution has not yet come, so you can choose one of these martial arts books first. "

Can you still prostitute martial arts for nothing?

Chen Zheng's heart skipped a beat: "Thank you, Steward Gu."

As he spoke, he stepped forward, picked up the booklets one by one, and began to choose.

At the same time, the Emperor's Heavenly Jade Document in his mind was shining with golden light, and messages flowed out:

【Desperate Blade】

Rank: Fan
Explanation: The secret book of sword techniques, suddenly like a trapped beast breaking through a cage, chasing souls and dying on the line, the knife style is fierce and unstoppable.

【Fengyun Serial Sword】

Rank: Fan
Explanation: The secret book of swordsmanship, the wind blows and the clouds fly, the sword style is meant to be ethereal and dangerous, and it pays attention to surprise.

【Blood Gun】

Rank: Fan
Explanation: Cheats of marksmanship, see blood seals the throat, the moves are swift and fierce, the spear is like a dragon, and it will kill with one blow.

Ranks are all.
Chen Zheng knew the situation of the three cheat books at once without flipping through them, so he couldn't help but weigh them.

Gu Liangsheng on the side smiled and said:

"Boy, you don't need to think about it so much. These three books are all high-level killing martial arts born out of peerless martial arts. They are powerful. You can choose whichever weapon you are good at.

In the future, if your realm and qualifications are reached, you will be eligible to apply for the corresponding advanced unique knowledge from the teacher, and you will not waste your previous hard work in practice. "

This is obviously a reminder, Chen Zheng didn't hesitate too much, picked up one of them:
"Officer Xie Gu made a point, I'll choose this Deadly Knife."

The original owner has not been a teacher for a long time, and besides the "Eighteen Forms of Lianli", he has also learned some basic sword techniques, which is somewhat basic, so naturally he doesn't need to think too much about it.

Gu Liangsheng nodded, and said slowly:
"Okay, you should know the rules. It's best to destroy the contents of this manuscript as soon as possible after you memorize it. It must not be leaked to outsiders or taught to other congregants in any way, otherwise your limbs will be cut off and your martial arts will be abolished. Understand? "

I cherish my own broom, no wonder Dongzang XZ can't make a big deal.

Chen Zheng sneered in his heart, but he promised:

"Understand."

Gu Liangsheng nodded lazily: "Okay, senior congregants still have independent residences, I'll have someone take you to choose one."

Chen Zheng cupped his hands again: "Trouble Manager Gu."

Gu Liangsheng gave instructions immediately, and the internal affairs believers took out a bunch of copper keys from the back room, and then led Chen Zheng out of the internal affairs hall, towards the residence area of ​​senior believers.

The residences of senior congregants are on the mountainside. After walking along the mountain road for a short time, they saw a large open space with independent stone houses and small courtyards lined up in a row.

Each yard is several feet apart, and there are fences growing wildly, so there is some privacy between each other.

Although the house and yard may not be very big, compared to the pigeon cage-like cabins of ordinary congregants, the conditions are already considered favorable.

The internal affairs believer who led the way was only an intermediate-level believer, and immediately enviously said:

"Most of the small courtyards here are occupied, and there are not many vacant ones. Now there are only keys to No. 14, No. 18, No. [-], and No. [-]. Which one do you plan to choose?"

Chen Zheng glanced over and counted silently: "No. 18, is it the last one?"

The internal affairs believer nodded and said with a smile:
"That's right. There were people in this room before, but they died outside when they went out on a mission a few months ago, so it's vacant."

While talking, the two had reached the end. Chen Zheng nodded in satisfaction when he saw that although the small courtyard of No. 18 was overgrown with weeds and desolate, there was only No. 17 a few feet away:
"Okay, that's it."

The handyman had a strange look in his eyes. He glanced at the No. 17 yard next to him intentionally or unintentionally, then handed the key to Chen Zheng, turned and left without saying anything.

Chen Zheng didn't notice this, and immediately pushed open the small fence gate and walked into the yard.

The small courtyard is only dozens of square meters, and the kitchen and cellar are located in the corner. Although it is not big, it means that it has all internal organs.

After unlocking the door of the main room and entering it, one can see that the room is quite spacious, the outer hall is separated from the back room, and there is nothing inside but some simple wooden furniture.

A thick layer of dust had accumulated everywhere, Chen Zheng put down his things without saying a word, first went back to the small dilapidated house where he originally lived, packed up his mattresses, ladles and other sundries, and quickly moved Family.

Then, it's the wells that fetch water, clean the house, and refresh it inside and out.

After packing everything up, he was finally able to settle down, went back to the back room, took out the "Death Knife", and looked through it carefully.

(End of this chapter)

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