God Ring Howl

While his cultivation was slowly increasing and his mana was slightly accomplished, Zhao Xiang also had a good understanding of the foreign disciples and the Five Sacred Sect.

One evening, Zhang Qiang returned to the dormitory with a tired expression on his face. The two exchanged a few words. Zhang Qiang hesitated for a long time, and hesitantly asked Zhao Xiang for a few slices. Dried sweet potatoes.

After eating, he told Zhao Xiang that he was originally assigned to carry water, and he had to fill fifteen tanks every day. From the day he entered Wuyue Pai, he usually could only eat one meal in seven or eight days at first, and then it took five or six days. To be able to eat a meal in two or three days, it will be five years later, that is, living in the same dormitory with Zhao Xiang now.

Zhang Qiang also said that when first coming to the disciples of the outer sect, they only need five stones a day to chop wood, but he, Zhao Xiang, distributed five stones more than others, which must have offended Wu Renyi.

He also told him that outer sect disciples are only recruited once every ten years, and those who can get in are only one in a hundred.

If one is selected, one must work for ten years without pay at the disciples of the outer sect, and strive to be able to eat three meals a day. If one can meet these two requirements at the same time, one will receive some superficial cultivation methods of the Five Sacred Sect.

Those who are outstanding in cultivation can even be accepted as inner disciples.

It's just that until now, it seems that no one has this honor, except for the one 400 years ago.

That person is Tang Biao, the junior junior brother of Chu Shan, who is currently in charge.

Although the titles of inner disciples and outer disciples differ only by one word, they are actually one in the sky and the other in the ground.

Inner sect disciples do not need to do all kinds of chores, such as carrying water, cooking, laundry, chopping materials, etc., have their own masters, have authentic exercises, have a separate practice room, and can enjoy the Wuyue School every month. Low-grade spirit stones and spirit pills specially distributed by the elders for cultivation purposes.

The outer disciples all wear gray clothes, while the inner disciples are strictly hierarchical, which can be seen from the color of the clothes.

There are fifteen levels in the Qi Condensation Period, and every three levels is a level. The five levels are arranged from low to high. The colors of the inner disciples from the first to the fourth are blue, black, white, blue, and black. Purple.

The inner disciples of the fifth class wear unique red. They are all core disciples, the hope and future of the Five Sacred Sect. The number is unknown, but it is said to be very small.

However, all the outer disciples know that they have the opportunity to go to the back mountain of the Wuyue Sect to visit the elders who protect the Dharma every month, listen to their teachings and accept their guidance, and the spiritual stones, elixir and exercises used by the core disciples will be given Strong support from the entire sect.

The bigger advantage is that the parents and family members of the core disciples in the secular world will also become rich because of this.

The reason why the Five Sacred Sect treats the parents and family members of the core disciples so favorably is to count on the ordinary people in the mortal world to willingly send their smartest and most clever children to participate in the auditions held every ten years, so as to select truly outstanding outer sects. Disciple, revive the prestige of the Five Mountains School thousands of years ago.

This also makes these core disciples always show off in front of the lower-level juniors and juniors, showing that arrogant and self-respecting air, as if he is the head of the sect, not to mention how domineering and domineering in front of the outer disciples.

Sure enough.

Once, Zhao Xiang saw an inner sect disciple wearing red clothes. On his way to the barren mountain to cut wood, he suddenly appeared in a flash and rushed towards him for no reason. He was shocked. Zhao Xiang hurriedly rolled and crawled, half lying down on the side of the road, and even dropped the buttons made of cloth on his clothes in three places.

Not only did the dear friend not give an apologetic greeting, but he stopped his body with anger on his face:

"Don't you have dog eyes? If I miss my business, do you want your life?"

In the end, he glared at him and scolded fiercely:

"Scar boy, is your name Zhao Xiang? It's that mediocre mixed spirit root who came in through the back door relying on some connections? Just you, an unsightly ugly monster, also come to our Five Sacred Sect to cultivate truth and immortality? It's just whimsical. I I advise you to pack up and leave early to avoid embarrassment."

After speaking, he laughed wildly again, controlling the flying sword, like a group of fiery red thunderbolts, it disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.

That night, Zhao Xiang told about the person's appearance and asked who Zhang Qiang was.

Zhang Qiang immediately opened his eyes wide, full of disbelief:

"Blocked his way, didn't you get beaten up by him? Impossible, this guy is called arrogant, especially arrogant and rude. It is said that his cultivation base is advanced, and he has reached the peak of the No.15 layer of the Qi Condensation Period, and he is about to break through The realm has entered the foundation building period."

Time flies like an arrow, and another month has passed.

The spring flowers in the mountains are blooming one after another, and the whole Wuyue School is filled with a faint fragrance.

This month, Zhao Xiang's body became stronger and stronger, as if he had endless strength, from the first seven or eight days to cut ten stones, now it only takes six days to complete.

In fact, he can do it in half an hour now, but in order not to let others suspect that he has the secret of the divine ring, he still has not shown his strength, but every day before the sun comes out, he gets up and holds Machete, shoulder pole, and rope, go into the mountain early.

In this way, in the eyes of others, although they are surprised that he can complete the task in six days, they all count it as his early morning and late night without exception.

Of course, within four months, all the outer disciples knew Zhao Xiang.

Except for Zhang Qiang, everyone looked at him with superior eyes, and when they seized the opportunity, most of them teased him with vicious words.

Zhao Xiang seemed to ignore this.

He understood that these outer disciples were more or less distorted and perverted psychologically. Perhaps they lived at the bottom of the Wuyue Sect and suffered from suffering. Coupled with the reason of being overly suppressed by Wu Renyi, the suffering they endured and the grievances accumulated in their hearts reached the extreme , but there is no way to vent.

Now that he, Zhao Xiang, is here, he is not only younger than them, but also has a lower and humbler status than them to enter the Wuyue Sect through the back door. Moreover, with Wu Renyi's acquiescence, Tang Biao, the junior brother who is in charge of Chushan, secretly supports Zhao Xiang. Naturally, it became the little kid they bullied in their hard times, a punching bag to vent their anger, and a good material for making fun of them.

Zhao Xiang was only angry in his heart, complaining endlessly, knowing that this kind of matter cannot be resolved by resistance.

The strong in the sect are respected, and those with high cultivation are naturally the boss. Those disciples who started early are all strong and healthy, and some have learned superficial skills. A clean one, but in this case, it is very likely to show his true strength.

All kinds of secrets that he, Zhao Xiang, hid with all his heart, may reveal clues at some point without any suspense.

No matter how you resist, you will always be the one who suffers, Zhao Xiang often thinks in his heart, no matter how you look at it, now is definitely not a good day or a good time to resist.

However, Zhao Xiang is by no means a muddy, soft persimmon that can be kneaded by anyone.

He deeply engraved the faces of these mockers in his heart, waiting for the day of revenge.

Still the same as usual, like a blind, deaf, or fool, no matter how others ridicule and sarcasm, Zhao Xiang still goes his own way, except chopping wood is practicing every day, and except practicing is chopping firewood.

When he felt that he possessed relatively large mana, Zhao Xiang decided to go home once.

He wanted to put an end to himself and his mother Lan Xiaodie's torture and pain for ten years.

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