It is better to be an emperor than to fight in the palace

Jiang Simian rolled his eyes at him speechlessly. How did he become the commander of the Hidden Dragon Guard with such a brain?

If he didn't have a good skill in disguise, he would probably have a hard time finding a permanent employee.

But Ye Cheng still didn't give up and asked vigorously, "Sister Mian, is your nickname Lei Feng?"

"I don't deserve it," Jiang Simian was speechless, and could only explain patiently, "Lei Feng was a particularly great person in my hometown, and he loved helping others all his life, so I just spoke out from his feelings."

"Do you understand now?"

Ye Cheng wanted to nod, but he felt there was something strange about it. Sister Mian's hometown?

Isn’t Sister Mian from the Imperial City General’s Palace?

When did the Imperial City have a figure like Lei Feng? Why haven’t I heard of it?

But seeing Monk Mo You and Shang Han standing aside calmly, he was afraid that he had little knowledge and would not be embarrassed by speaking out, so he didn't ask any more questions.

After two days of traveling, Jiang Simian finally arrived before the recruitment deadline for this year's Mingyang Sect. Jiang Simian successfully joined the Mingyang Sect.

Ye Cheng and the other two looked at each other from a distance, "Isn't Sister Mian's assessment too easy? Is it so easy to get into a sect like Mingyang Sect now?"

Mo You analyzed: "I guess I have taken a fancy to Sister Mian's appearance. Didn't you notice that when Sister Mian signed up just now, many people who were hesitant also signed up?"

Shang Han was not calm anymore, "This is still possible, I will arrange a group of people to observe the news about Mingyang Sect."

On the other hand, Jiang Simian, who was recruited as an outer disciple, received warm welcome and great help from his senior brothers due to his outstanding appearance.

She didn't even need to carry her luggage by herself. Three or five senior brothers surrounded her and took her to her residence regardless of her objections.

The outer disciples of Mingyang Sect lived in a small room for two people, which made Jiang Simian uncomfortable, who was used to living in palaces and sleeping on dragon beds.

The female disciple who was in the same room with her came a year earlier than her, and was considered a senior sister in the previous class. At this time, she watched the senior brothers who she usually fawned over arranged Jiang Simian's things like a dog, and then introduced them to her in detail. After observing all the sect's regulations, he reluctantly walked away.

"Hey, the new guy, your name is Jiang Simian, right? I know you are here to be an outer disciple, but for those who don't know, I think you are here to seduce men." came the harsh voice of the woman on the other side of the bed.

Jiang Simian turned around and saw the word Huang Ru written on her clothes. This was because there were many disciples of Mingyang Sect. In order to facilitate everyone to communicate with each other, everyone's clothes had their names written on them. Huang Ru just now obviously also I saw the name on Jiang Simian's new clothes.

"Senior Sister Huang, right? I know you are here to be an outer disciple, but those who don't know think you are here just to gossip." Jiang Simian counterattacked unceremoniously.

Huang Ru didn't expect that Jiang Simian, a newcomer, would dare to talk to her like this. Her eyes widened and she didn't know what to refute for a while.

Jiang Simian snorted coldly, ignored her, and focused on packing his things.

As soon as they changed into the clothes of the outer disciples of Mingyang Sect, they heard someone calling everyone to go to the training hall to practice.

Huang Ru sneered, "No matter how eloquent you are, this practice relies on accumulation. I'll see how crazy you are when the time comes."

After saying that, Huang Ru turned around and left. Jiang Simian looked at her back, no, this person must be sick.

Because the outer gate of Mingyang Sect was too big, Jiang Simian was accidentally late when he came to the training hall after asking around.

In the crowd, Huang Ru waited expectantly for the master of the training hall, known as the Iron Faced King of Hell, to scold her. Unexpectedly, the latter acted as if he had not seen anything at all and directed everyone to continue practicing.

Thinking that he really didn't see it, Huang Ru didn't want to miss this opportunity to punish Jiang Simian, and said loudly: "Master, this newcomer is late."

I thought that since I had spoken to this extent, Jiang Simian should be punished both emotionally and rationally.

Unexpectedly, the master of the training hall angrily yelled at him, "What are you yelling at? I don't have eyes and I can't see by myself. Do I need you, an outer disciple, to remind me what I am doing? After everyone disperses, you can practice for an extra hour. !”

Then he gave Jiang Simian an ugly smile and said, "You are a new disciple, right? It's your first time here and you are not familiar with the road. It doesn't matter. You can watch the brothers and sisters practice in a while. If you don't know anything, feel free to do it." Ask me and I will teach you myself.”

Jiang Simian smiled and said, "Then I'll have to trouble Hall Master."

The hall leader waved his hand, "It's nothing, it's just a little effort."

Huang Ru almost made herself angry when she didn't come up with a breath. She was not late when she first came, but she was scolded just because she was the last one to come in. How could she still get a smile after being so late? Come on her own I have been here for a year and I have never seen the hall master smile.

Is it possible that just because she is good-looking, she can erase all of her hard work over the past year? !

This makes ordinary but diligent disciples like them feel heartbroken.

In Huang Ru's mind, Jiang Simian was, at best, a vase, and at worst, an embroidered pillow, with gold wadding on the outside and inside.

The content of their training this time is to swing the sword a hundred times with each hand, which is already very strenuous for them. However, after a year of hard work, Huang Ru is no longer inferior to other male disciples, but the Li Inner Sect disciples can Swinging a sword a thousand times with one hand is still far from enough.

I thought that a delicate-looking young lady like Jiang Simian might not even be able to hold a sword.

But what he didn't expect was that the latter not only picked up the sword, but after watching it a few times, he started swinging it gracefully without any sign of difficulty.

The hall master was also surprised. He could guarantee that the new disciples would be ordinary people with no inner strength when they entered. He did not expect Jiang Simian to be so powerful.

In fact, Jiang Simian himself was shocked by this, but if you think about it carefully, every other month, Yuan Qifeng trains for him. Recently, he has been traveling around, and it is understandable that his physical strength has skyrocketed. As for wielding a sword, Why her movements are so standard? Jiang Simian suspects that it may have something to do with the tennis club she signed up for in college in her previous life. After all, she practiced swinging like this back then.

What no one expected was that Jiang Simian not only followed the training completely the first time he participated in it, but he didn't even pant excessively.

Huang Ru's heart was in turmoil at this time. She was so angry when compared to others. Her face was no longer comparable to others. Now even her only strength, which she was proud of, might not be much higher. She instantly lost her life goal.

After returning to her residence, Jiang Simian rubbed her sore arms and began to do stretching exercises on the bed. This would help her relieve fatigue and not delay the next day's practice.

When Huang Ru came back, she saw Jiang Simian twisting left and right on the bed, bending forward and then standing forward.

"Why are you so shameless!"