dragon evil

Chapter 212 I'll Be Your Dog's Leg!
Hearing Zhang Tian's words, Wu Jian rolled his eyes even more: "I said, can you figure out the order of the pill?"

"You got a bottle of moon-rank pill to go back to heaven, right? It's the first prize for new students, right? There's only one bottle, right? Please, it's for your life-saving cultivation! Does Lingwei need moon-rank pills? Star-rank pills? It’s all extravagant, okay! Ordinary disciples of the Outer Pavilion receive Xuan-rank elixirs every month! This is still a huge bounty in the Huanjian Pavilion, and ordinary disciples of the small sects outside can’t afford Xuan-rank elixirs.”

Zhang Tian listened, tilting his head, apparently not understanding very well.

Wu Jian spoke angrily, and sat down on a chair: "What kind of ordinary disciple are you, why don't you know anything? I'll talk to you today!"

"Internal disciples in the outer cabinet, their monthly order is star-ranked pills, and monthly-ranked pills can be taken once a year, which is the same as ordinary cabinet disciples."

"As for the True Inheritance Disciple, the monthly rule is the moon-rank pill, and the heaven-rank pill once a year, and it's not a bottle but a pill. You can choose which kind of pill you want. I've already taken the heaven-rank pill this year. You also know that my cultivation base is low, so I received the elixir for cultivation."

"I said I'm going to get you the moon-level nourishing marrow pill, and I'm giving you my own share, that's enough brother!"

Hearing these words, Zhang Tiancai understood how precious this elixir was.

Ye Ci lying on the bed didn't want to embarrass Zhang Tian, ​​and said: "Actually, I can still practice swords, you don't have to."

Wu Jian glanced at Ye Ci, then at Zhang Tian, ​​and said mysteriously, "I have a way to get a heaven-grade pill."

Zhang Tian looked at him: "Wait until next year when you receive the annual pill?"

"No, no." Wu Jian waved his hands and said with a smile, "It's when you enter the cabinet next year."

Speaking of this, Wu Jian became excited: "Think about it, next year we will select ten internally appointed disciples to enter the cabinet, right? You fight for it, and there will be an extra reward for being the first among internally appointed disciples, which is a sky rank Pills are the same as the new disciple No. [-]."

Listening to Zhang Tian, ​​he thought it was a solution: "It's just a matter of talking, but we still have to wait for a year."

Wu Jian said: "Or do you have a good relationship with the elder brother? Or the young pavilion master? You ask them to try?"

Zhang Tian looked at him: "Can you ask for me?"

Wu Jian shook his head like a rattle: "I dare not."

Zhang Tian fell silent, talking about the elder brother and the young pavilion master, the former he heard Wu Jian said was the Xuan Tianshu whom he met on the first day at Huanjian Pavilion, but the two had only met once, so they came to ask for something, Zhang Tian couldn't do it.

Besides, Young Pavilion Master, Zhang Tian didn't even know who the other party was so far. Mo Shang mentioned it lightly once, that is, when they first met, and then Wu Jian asked himself cryptically.

Zhang Tian himself didn't understand, what was the relationship between him and that young pavilion master?
Why do one or two have deep expressions on their faces?

He didn't want to take risks, what if it was a pit?

At this time, Wu Jian said again: "Just follow the method I said! I will pack the moon-level pills for you for this year first, and you must return them to me when the time comes. I won't take any pills anymore, and I will give them all to Ye. Words, Yangsui Pill is used to nourish for a year, but it is actually more appropriate."

Zhang Tian knew that this was the greatest help Wu Jian could do, so he nodded: "Thank you."

Unexpectedly, Wu Jian jumped up in fright: "Wo Cao, don't talk to me like that, it's abnormal, I'm scared!"

Zhang Tian was full of black lines, and suddenly asked: "Before, Mo Shangqing told me that the number of true disciples is full, so if I want heaven-level pills in the future, the only possibility is to be the number one disciple?"

As the master of the next generation of sword spirits, is he in such a miserable situation?

Wu Jian looked at Zhang Tian in surprise: "You even know Mo Shangqing? You know so many true disciples! Well, the true disciples are full, but you can kill one and replace it!"

Speaking of this, Wu Jian became excited again, rubbed his hands together and said: "You pick someone who is easy to kill, and you have to be upright, otherwise you won't be recognized, and then you will become your true disciple. It just so happens that you are young, age is not a problem , from now on, you won’t have to worry about heaven-level moon-level pills!”

Zhang Tian looked at him: "Your cultivation is the lowest among true disciples."

Wu Jian's face collapsed on the spot: "Zhang Tian, ​​we are good friends! We have been together for a month!"

Zhang Tian was expressionless: "Less than a month."

Wu Jian was about to cry: "The friendship of more than 20 days! You have the heart to kill me? Can you pick someone who is easy to strike?"

Zhang Tian couldn't help laughing: "Then I won't kill you, you pretend to admit defeat, and then I will teach you as a true disciple and steal the pill to support you."

Wu Jian wanted to cry, but he suddenly felt that it was a mistake for him to tell Zhang Tian too much.

People have taken a fancy to his position as a true disciple!

Ye Ci on the side looked dumbfounded.

A true disciple, cultivated as a spirit king, is afraid that Zhang Tian will kill him?
what the hell!

Ye Ci naturally didn't know that although Wu Jian was two steps higher than Zhang Tian, ​​he had truly felt the terror of Zhang Tian. Given another year, Wu Jian couldn't guarantee that he could beat Zhang Tian.

In the end, Wu Jian didn't stay to drink, and told him that he would come to deliver the pills every month and then leave.

Ye Ci looked at Zhang Tian with an exaggerated expression: "Zhang Tian, ​​shall I be your dog's leg?"

Zhang Tian was at a loss.

Ye Ci said again: "You know all the true disciples, and if you still help me like this, I will mess with you in the future, so you cover me!"

Zhang Tian laughed: "We'll talk about it after you recover from your injury."

He is the master of the next generation of sword spirits. In the future, he should, can, cover Ye Ci, right?
Ye Ci looked at Zhang Tian, ​​sighed suddenly, and said in a deep voice: "I'm serious, let's forget about Dong Quan, don't mess with the people behind him! I've inquired about that Jiang Yunchen, he's very strong!"

Zhang Tian got up, and there was no difference in his expression, he just said: "Very good, I will snatch Jiang Yunchen's true disciple."

The corner of Ye Ci's mouth twitched, he knew he would not have said it...

Zhang Tian thought clearly that he would go to the cabinet in a year and get the position he should have in the cabinet.

If people don't offend me, I won't offend others, but if the other party offends me, I need a strong strength to fight back!

A true disciple is a good thing.

It's too far away to say that, the most important thing for him now is to become an internal disciple.

After some explanations from Wu Jian, Zhang Tian also understood the importance of resources. Leaving aside the most important things like pills, let’s talk about other weapons and armor and spiritual jade. a lot of.

It is too important to use for cultivation!

So when he walked out of the room, Zhang Tian was not in a hurry to rest. He took out the Huanjian Pavilion disciple wooden sign for the first time, and began to check the information of the ten default candidates.

Anyway, now that he has finished exercising his internal organs, he only needs two hours of sleep a day to be full of energy.

Watching and watching, Zhang Tian locked on a few people, and then began to practice.

The goal is to become a spirit master!
Be the appointed disciple first, then strive to become the number one appointed disciple, and enter the cabinet next year!

(End of this chapter)