Against the World Evil Venerable

In the long universe, there are countless wonderlands, and wind and clouds are sweeping.

Ever since the ancient war of gods and demons, a strong fighting spirit is still conceived in the deepest part of the sky.The eternal battle between various wonderlands filled this universe with a sense of martial arts.

Life in this world is nothing more than happy rivers and lakes, unrestrained love and hate, pointing up to the emperor and stepping down to the backland.

This is the secret of life that the human world, which has stood for tens of thousands of years in countless wonderlands, pursues.

The Divine Land of the Human World, Qinglian Sect.

Black and white gossip patterns are engraved on the eaves of every building, as if shadows and white clouds overlap, and at any time they will turn into billowing clouds and surround the entire open sect.

In late spring, the sun is clear, and the birds climb on the emerald green branches, and their melodious calls are wafting.

However, this beautiful voice is the accompaniment for the cold scene under the tree at this time.

"Hurry up, pick them all up! If one is missing, the brothers will really cut off your fingers!"

"Don't be so slow! You can't do anything about cultivation, even purely physical work? Then what are you doing alive, such a waste!"

"Yo, what's the matter, young man? Don't cry, you're not a little girl!"

Amid the noise and ridicule, a tall and tall but a little thin boy was squatting on the grass, struggling to pick up the densely packed pills scattered all over the ground with both hands.The elixir was small and slippery, how could he pick it up with one hand and grab it with the other, only to see the young man made a wrong step, and his whole body fell heavily on the grass.

The fine pills hit him hard, the pain was so intense that the boy couldn't help but shrink back.This appearance seems to please a smiling young man above his head looking down, only to see that man pull back the leg that tripped someone just now, shaking his head and laughing, "Really, Mie Canglan, you are so useless... How boring is life? .”

The last sentence sounded like it was pasted on the ear of the young man named Mie Canglan, and the cold breath immediately swept away Mie Canglan's hair.

"Shen Mingxin..." Mie Canglan slowly stood up, picked up most of the pills with great difficulty and scattered all of them, which was spreading fine pain in his palm.He raised his head and stared at the handsome young man with elegant features, while the latter leisurely twirled his long hair on his shoulders and lowered his eyes, his eyes drifting coldly from the corners of his eyes.

It was like looking down on a wounded dog.

Shen Mingxin looked directly at Mie Canglan's furrowed brows, and sighed as if he was coaxing the child helplessly, "What does this expression mean? I just stretched out my feet, and I could trip you up, should I say Are you stupid enough to deserve it?"

A circle of youths around them were all in blue clothes, with a group of gossip drawn in the center of their belts. Hearing this, he laughed even more presumptuously, leaning forward and back together with his shoulders in twos and outs. The shadow surrounded by the crowd covered Mie Canglan in the center, making him Compared with other people's gray dark blue clothes, it looks more dusty and shabby.

Shen Mingxin stood in the middle of the group of teenagers, folded his arms to look at Mie Canglan, and suddenly raised his foot and kicked a piece of pills flying, and the precise control of the force immediately created a gust of wind, and those pills hit Mie Canglan's face crackling and smashing. past.

"Uh!" Mie Canglan was about to get up, when the pills kicked away by Shen Mingxin hit his face one after another, and he was stunned by the burning pain, and he quickly covered the side of his face and gasped for breath.

In a daze, he accidentally stepped on another pill, staggered and fell backwards, and fell heavily on the grass again.

Shen Mingxin looked left and right at the young men who were laughing so hard that they slapped their chests. It was rare for this group of young men, the last group of seventh-level disciples in Qinglian Sect, to be so unanimously happy. There is little unity, only when dealing with Mie Canglan, the most useless young man recognized by the Qinglian sect, mocking words and bullying behaviors have always been neat.

"Let me tell you, Mie Canglan, you'd better pick out all these pills for me as soon as possible." Shen Mingxin stepped forward a few steps, grabbed a handful of pills and threw them on Mie Canglan's body, " It is the responsibility of us seventh-level disciples to tidy up the pharmacy, if you delay, won't everyone be dragged down by you and punished? Hurry up!"

Mie Canglan grabbed a piece of grass, mud, sand and rocks, desperately propped up her body and stumbled to her feet, almost face to face with Shen Mingxin.Shen Mingxin raised his eyebrows slightly, raised his hand and unceremoniously pushed Mie Canglan over, and he bumped into the rough tree trunk without hesitation, "Are you worthy of facing me? Wait until you at least have a trace of sincerity." Let’s talk about anger! You don’t have to compare yourself with anyone in Qinglian Sect, even the mortals in the mortal world are much more sensitive than you!”

Mie Canglan gently rubbed the side of his face that was suddenly scratched, behind him was a flood of ridicule and laughter, surrounding him like a rain of needles and swords.The anger that had just disappeared for a moment actually disappeared. This young man has the same advantage that no one has time to think about: the calmness like the sea can grind all emotions into nothingness.

If you do it, Mie Canglan, who has not mastered any of the martial arts in the Qinglian School, will be knocked to the ground without three moves, anyone; A few words would hurt, let alone such a barrage of mocking tongues.

If he insisted on resisting, he would only be insulted even more, and Mie Canglan was well aware of this fact.He squeezed his hands into bony fists, wiped the blood on the side of his face heavily, turned around and knelt down to pick up the pills.Those were all the pills that Shen Mingxin had scattered on the ground, and Mie Canglan had to pick them up one by one if he bit on them.

Shen Mingxin sneered, moved his eyes away from Mie Canglan who was buried in the shadows and picked up the pill, turned around and smiled at everyone, "You are so obedient."

He didn't see Mie Canglan's expression at this time, his eyes buried deep in the shadows were like ice with a cold mist rising, his pupils hardly moved, and were tightly condensed by a deep shadow.

"To be honest, Ming Xin, just now that kid Mie Canglan dared to look you face to face, I really thought you would fight him."

"Yeah, we're still betting on whether Mie Canglan will lose an arm or lose a leg!"

The tit-for-tat mockery changed the subject again, but Mie Canglan heard it clearly, but his hands still kept moving, and a black pill gradually accumulated in his hand.

"Hit him? Don't I need to wash my hands?" Shen Mingxin curled his lips slightly, scratching the side of his face while laughing, "I really don't understand, what kind of face does this kind of trash have to stay in Qinglianzong... If you If you got in, it's really lucky that you can get in until now!"

Mie Canglan's movements paused slightly, and he tightly squeezed the pill between his fingers, almost turning the pill into a black powder, but he continued to pick it up without saying a word.

The other teenagers surrounded Shen Mingxin, echoing his words, "That's right, the disciples of the Qinglian Sect are all talented teenagers selected from all over the human world, how could this kind of trash be allowed to stay until now? "

"Mie Canglan is no different from ordinary people!"

That's right, Mie Canglan is no different from ordinary people, even the basic cultivation that everyone in Qinglian Sect can do, but he can't do it.

Since he is as stupid and incapable as an ant, why blame others for making fun of him? The 17-year-old Mie Canglan thought so clearly in her heart, not resentment or anger, but calm waiting.

There seemed to be a kind of power deep in his heart, persuading him to be patient, to wait, to wait for a moment when the situation turned around.

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