My cultivation script went astray

Finally something interesting happened. Chen Lang turned around and looked from a distance. Ye Wenlong was dressed in white today. He was very handsome. He was smiling, waving to the people around him, and finally sat down.

He sat at the table with the Goddess and God of War Li Rui.

I saw him raising his wine glass and exchanging glasses with each other. His posture was calm and he looked like a young man from a big family.

Chen Lang glanced at Senior Brother Meng next to him, but saw that he was silent, so he said, "You should go on."

"What's there to say?"

Senior Brother Meng looked at Ye Wenlong from a distance, "I only heard that this person is very powerful, but very low-key. He once fought with the number one master in my hometown. The master spent a whole year recovering from his injuries, but he only cultivated After three days, nothing happened. He is definitely a fierce person.

He seems to be Elder Duan's direct disciple. As for the others, I don't know. After all, we are all freshmen. "

This is no wonder for him. If Ye Wenlong has been practicing in Tianjian Sect for many years, there must be many rumors.

Chen Lang felt bored. He was very interested in the mysterious power in Ye Wenlong's body, but it seemed to be well hidden and no one knew about it.

Just as he turned around to take a few bites of food, he suddenly heard a voice:

"Su Qingchan has arrived in Qingzhou City!"

Chen Lang turned around and saw Su Qingchan, dressed in fine clothes, with a jade-like profile and a slender neck, sitting next to Ye Wenlong.

This time the topic became more lively. Senior Brother Meng hurriedly greeted his brothers and looked over together:

"Brothers, have you seen this? This is our fellow junior sister. She is Elder Zhong's direct disciple. In the future, she can compete for the position of the master of the Goddess Peak!"

The atmosphere here suddenly became lively. With such a fellow disciple, their faces were lightened.

It's a pity that the inner and outer sects are different after all, and people won't look at them. Some of the masters of the inner sect have left the school, and they don't recognize their brothers from the outer sect. This kind of thing is very common.

They are from different groups and are destined to go two different ways in the future. They are from the same sect but are far from close to each other from the same origin.

Chen Lang didn't say anything. He knew the cause and effect, so he felt it was boring. He might as well do the task well.

Several fellow disciples had a lively discussion, but they did not mention the changes in the Su family or the invasion of the alchemists. Not everyone could understand the affairs of the world.

Then, monks came in one after another. Those who were direct disciples or closed disciples could not sit at one table, so another table was opened. Men and women dressed in gorgeous clothes exchanged cups and cups, and the discussion was very lively.

Occasionally, the name of Qingzhou City can be heard among them, but the welcoming battle is obviously not as big as that of Ye Wenlong and Su Qingchan.

The monks from the outer sect came in from the side door. Even if they came from the main door, they consciously came to the side and gathered into small groups.

This is a welcoming banquet for the direct disciples. Of course, the many outer disciples are indispensable, and the flowers cannot be without green leaves as a foil.

At the same time, Chen Lang also found out that these new direct disciples would participate in the marrow cleansing and tempering with them.

Most of them are monks of level 5 or above, and some are even close to building foundations, just for a date with Tianchi.

"This is a bit troublesome."

Chen Lang found it difficult. These were all fierce men. How could he win first place and achieve the greatest success in the Tianchi marrow cleansing?

Regardless of others, he may not be able to defeat just Ye Wenlong.

There is actually a way. He only needs to work hard for a year, or two or three years, and then take on the task. It is not difficult to gain the greatest fortune.

But he will definitely not take the path of Shilipo Sword God. They are just a bunch of NPCs. What right does he have to let him go?

"Even if you save resources in advance and bring them into the marrow washing pool for transformation, I'm afraid it won't work." Chen Lang pondered, because he estimated that many people would do this.

He is sure to beat the outer disciples, but those in the inner sect are all people with backgrounds and a mountain of resources behind them, so they are definitely incomparable.

How strange.

Chen Lang thought about it and felt that the problem should be with himself. According to the plot settings, his qualifications are unparalleled. Could it be that speed-running the plot caused stunted development?

While he was thinking, someone suddenly patted his back quietly.

"Chen Lang, are you here to see me?"

Chen Lang came back to his senses and saw Su Qingchan leaving the table at some point, walking over and appearing next to her.

At the same time, the seven or eight fellow disciples who were discussing Zheng Huan were all stunned. What was this person from the Goddess Peak doing here? Do you care about them, these dark and twisted outside rats?

"Can you give in?" Su Qingchan looked to the side.

"Oh, oh, okay." Senior Brother Meng was stunned for a moment, then quickly moved the stool away, then realized what he was doing, pushed the stool back, and squeezed in with other junior brothers.

A group of people looked around with complicated eyes. When Su Qingchan saw it, they took it back as if nothing had happened. They each picked up food and drank wine, but their backs were straight, their postures were more reserved and elegant when talking, and they did not dare to talk about the inner sect anymore. .

"What are you doing here?" Chen Lang asked.

This mission had nothing to do with her, so Chen Lang had no intention of looking for it.

Su Qingchan handed over a black card from under the table, "Give me the position of Tianchi, I don't have any use for it."

She said that this was the marrow-cleansing and tempering quota assigned by the Goddess Peak in advance. As a core disciple, she was assigned an excellent position, but she was in a special situation and had not yet started, so it was too early for the marrow-cleansing.

"I should have it too," Chen Lang said.

"No need to wait. As an outer disciple, your position must be very poor. You are in the corner, and your aura is less than 11."

She held up the black card and said, "This is the best batch of positions, classified as first-class. Take it, and I will pay you back."

“It turns out it’s even graded.”

Chen Lang took the card, looked at it, and put it in his pocket. There was something good hidden in it that was not given to me sooner.

"If you have nothing to do, you can go." Chen Lang said.

Su Qingchan still sat there and did not leave.

Chen Lang smiled lightly, "Why, I haven't seen you for a few days, do you miss me so much?"

Su Qingchan was silent for a while, and said embarrassedly, "They want to discuss scriptures with me."

Chen Lang heard it and instantly understood why she didn't want to go back, and Kukuku laughed out loud.

Su Qingchan stared at him coldly, wanting to kill him with her eyes.

"I've said it before, if you change me to an ordinary disciple, I can't stand this identity."

"You have been pretending for more than ten years, what are you afraid of, just fool them." Chen Lang said.

Su Qingchan ignored him.

She decided that after returning, she would go to the Sutra Pavilion to study and study to death.

As long as she didn't go out, she wouldn't be exposed, and as long as she didn't speak, she would always be aloof. This is the survival experience she has summed up over the years.

Besides, there are treasures there that are usually inaccessible. The treatment at the Goddess Peak is very good, and she has enough opportunities to make up for her cultivation.

"Why do you want to be an outer disciple?" Su Qingchan asked.

She didn't understand this question. If Chen Lang could send her to this position, she could definitely do it.

Of course, it wasn't the Goddess Peak, where male cultivators were not accepted.

"I don't know either. This was arranged by the Zhong family." Chen Lang said, "But it doesn't matter. It's the same wherever I am."

Su Qingchan shook her head, "It's different. The treatment of outer disciples is very poor, which is a world of difference from the inner disciples."

"What's the difference?"

Su Qingchan explained, "I heard that the disciples can practice orthodox exercises and have a lot of cultivation resources.

The outer sect is different. You must complete tasks in exchange for merits. This time of marrow washing is the first and last time that the sect will give you resources. It will not be given again in the future unless you exchange them for more valuable merits.

In other words, the inner sect is the disciple, and the outer sect is all coolies with no future, even if you have talent and potential. Most outer disciples, after practicing for a few years, will rely on inner disciples to get the opportunity to advance."

This is what she just found out. If it were an outer disciple, it would probably take a few years to understand these rules and recognize the reality, but in that circle, the truth is in the exchange of cups.

Chen Lang nodded. This was a trade of interests. He understood, but he didn't care.

"So you should consider yourself."

Chen Lang said lightly, "Since you know that ordinary disciples are treated badly, don't try to retreat."

Su Qingchan stopped talking.

After sitting for a while, she left.

And the table became lively again.

Senior Brother Meng patted Chen Lang on the shoulder, his eyes surprised, "Good boy, you actually have a Taoist partner from the Goddess Peak, I didn't even see it."

This flirting, chatting for so long, who can't see it.

"Brother, can you share your experience? Help me chase one."

They all gathered around and listened to the experience. It's not shameful to be a gigolo. If you can get in touch with that group of people, you will have a bright future.

Chen Lang continued to eat and said lightly, "There's nothing to say. I suggest kidnapping directly."

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