My grandfather, Marquis Zhennan, forced me to rebel from the beginning!

The two of them came to a halt, and the two of them were busy.

Very soon.

Tianyang Sect.

The large square in the center of the sect.

The disciple of Tianyang Sect who led Wen and others here, as if he had something urgent to do, hurriedly left them behind and turned around and left.

Of course.

Wen could clearly feel that the man seemed to be too lazy to interact with them.

It was like that group of nobles who were high above, never wanted to hang out with slaves.

"What are you doing? Why don't you come over?!"

Another scolding.

It was filled with the whole world.

Wen looked carefully.

In the center of the square, a young man wearing a gilded Taoist robe and looking extremely arrogant looked down at them and started to scold them.

Side.

A group of old men with immortal appearance.

They looked at each other with their eyes and hearts, as if the surrounding environment had nothing to do with them.

"Go, go, go, go!"

"That person is Chunyang, the direct disciple of the Tianyang Sect's ancestor. I heard that he is of the same generation as the sect master."

"I didn't expect that he would lead the team this time."

Instantly, the group of people around Wen Wen hurried forward.

At the same time, some people lowered their heads and whispered to each other.

"Are you brainless?"

"I am the genius disciple that the Tianyang Sect's ancestor just mentioned. I am only a hundred years old."

"I will definitely not miss this opportunity in the virtual world."

Wen Wen frowned.

Chunyang.

Top disciple? !

Still so arrogant? !

Wen Wen's eyes gradually became cold.

In his heart, he was almost certain what kind of people this sect was.

Of course, he followed the crowd without making a sound.

He stood in the team of 600 people.

600 people, 500 of them.

They were disciples of Tianyang Sect.

The other 100 people.

They looked the same as himself, and they should have been introduced by others.

"Hey, brother, how did you get in?"

"My father spent a full 1 billion high-grade spirit stones to buy me such a quota."

A young man with a sly look lowered his head and whispered to Wen Wen.

Wen Wen was stunned for a moment.

Can this thing be bought? !

And the young man seemed to understand something, and instantly raised his head proudly.

"Don't be shocked, my price is very cheap."

"My father has a life-and-death friendship with an elder in the sect."

"Anyway, there are not so many talented disciples in their sect, and there is no need to train ordinary disciples. Why not use these quotas to exchange some resources for them?"

Wen Wen just smiled awkwardly and did not reply.

But he already understood in his heart.

It turns out that people here are more likely to spend money to buy.

In other words, many of his group of people do not necessarily have a great background.

So that's it!

If that's the case, the other party really doesn't need to give a good face!

But among them, there must be someone who was introduced by a big backer like himself? !

Wen Wen was still a little confused.

Chun Yang, the direct disciple of the ancestor of the Tianyang Sect, was suspended in the air, looking down.

"You can enter the virtual world to seek resources by borrowing the quota of my Tianyang Sect."

"I don't care who introduced you here, nor how much resources you spent."

"But since my Tianyang Sect can take you in, it is a great favor."

The words were extremely arrogant.

It was obvious that he was lecturing Wen and others.

Even his eyes were full of disdain, and he didn't take everyone seriously at all.

"In that case, after entering, I will be your leader and your leader."

"You must obey my orders."

"Otherwise, with your weak strength, it is impossible to get any opportunities."

"If you can obey orders, I will also share some opportunities, and you won't run in vain."

Speaking of this, Wen only heard the joyful voices from the group of young people around him.

"Yes, the virtual world is full of dangers. Our cultivation level is not comparable to those genius disciples."

"Even if we fight alone, it is difficult to survive, let alone get any opportunities."

"Now that we have a team, we just need to maintain a stable situation."

Seeing the reactions of the people below.

Chunyang seemed to be quite satisfied.

However, his tone turned gloomy:

"But let's be clear, if there are people who don't follow orders and go in, then

Don't blame me for being rude. "

Boom.

As he spoke, a violent aura spread all over his body.

Hiss.

Everyone trembled.

Wen Wen's face was instantly covered with cold sweat.

Early Nascent Soul stage!

This kind of aura was not something that Wen Wen could resist at all. He felt like a mountain was pressing down on him.

The pressure on his body increased, and even breathing became a little more difficult.

Of course.

Even so.

Wen Wen's body was still straight, and he didn't bend at all!

But he had already made a decision in his heart.

Is this the way the Tian Yang Sect treats guests?!

Since they don't want to make this good relationship, don't blame me.

Follow orders? !

Bah!

Maybe there are some tribulation-crossing ancestors in your sect outside, and I may not be able to summon them.

But enter the virtual world.

Just rely on the young disciples of Tianyang Sect.

What will happen then will not be up to them.

After leaving the virtual world, how many killing points will I get, and how much will my cultivation level improve?

Anyway, this Tianyang Sect doesn't care about temperature.

"Oh my god, you are only at the sixth level of physical training?! "

Just then, a young man beside him suddenly exclaimed.

It seemed that he had just secretly used his spiritual sense to scan Weng.

Of course, Weng did not have any magic power, so he could not feel it.

It was this voice.

Weng attracted everyone's attention instantly.

The people around him looked surprised.

You know, no matter how weak they are, they have the cultivation of Jindan.

As a result, an ordinary mortal suddenly sneaked in here?!

But no matter what, the other party has a quota.

The young people around him were not qualified to say anything, but most of them looked contemptuous.

Naturally, they stayed away from Weng.

In this way, there was no one within two or three meters of Weng, which was very conspicuous in the crowd.

At the same time.

Naturally, it also attracted the attention of Chunyang in the sky.

Chunyang was obviously stunned.

Physical training? !

He looked closely!

Although the young man was elegant, his cultivation was indeed physical training!

Chunyang's face instantly became gloomy.

With this level of cultivation, why enter the virtual world? !

Wouldn't he be a drag after entering? !

To put it bluntly, with this level of cultivation, he doesn't even qualify to be cannon fodder!

He didn't say much, after all, he was just a direct disciple, without real power, and couldn't decide the quota.

He just glared at Wenwen fiercely.

The two looked at each other.

Wenwen's eyes were unscrupulous.

It was as cold as looking at a dead person.

In the light of the conspiracy, the obscure light flashed, making it impossible to see what was in his heart.

…

Get on the huge immortal boat of this sect.

Wenwen calculated that at this speed, it would take less than an incense stick of time to reach the entrance of the virtual world.

He found a corner to close his eyes and meditate, conserving his energy...