The Supreme God of Martial Arts

The sunlight came in through the cracks of the hut, and the house was full of light.

The jade pendant is still in hand. It has a warm luster. When you look at it carefully, you can feel it crystal clear.

But it's such a jade pendant with ordinary appearance. Who can imagine that it has a space in it.

And there are martial arts skills.

Lin Fei carefully put on the jade pendant and played a set of Taizu long fists in the open space outside the hut to move his waist.

After all, the spirit stayed in the space for four or five days. If the body doesn't move, I'm afraid it will get moldy.

After boxing, Lin Fei went back to the hut and sat down on his wooden bed.

With a movement of thought, the flying needle in the sea of knowledge came out of the body.

Lin Fei was very happy. His spirit stayed in the mysterious space of the jade pendant, and the martial arts he cultivated could be used in the real world.

Control the Shenzhi flying needle around his body to rotate a few times, then put the others into the sea of consciousness.

The first level of Shenzhi flying needle is really practiced by myself.

The rest is the experience of how to use it in the future.

"Brother Fei, are you hungry? I've brought you food."

Suddenly, Meng Shan pushes the door and comes in. He interrupts Lin Fei's thinking and puts some big steamed buns on the table.

Although Lin Fei felt full of energy, he could still feel that his stomach was already empty. He grabbed a steamed bun and stuffed it into his mouth.

"Brother Fei, you are not a fool now, and you can't be so dirty. You used to be so good-looking. You have a charming white face. Now you are as dirty as a beggar."

It's rare for Meng Shan to be so careful and remind Lin Fei Dao.

"Little white face, that's Junlang."

Lin Fei was speechless. He looked up and down at himself. He was dishevelled and dirty. His clothes were covered with dust and dirt. He was really dirty.

"Well, we'll go to Qingxin Lake in the back of the mountain and have a good wash to get rid of all the bad luck in the past three years."

"Good! Our two brothers haven't taken a bath together for a long time

Like Lin Fei, Meng Shan is now a diligent disciple of Huayang sect.

From low to high, the status of Huayang sect's disciples can be divided into zaqin, outer, inner and core.

The lowest position is the zaqin disciples, who are responsible for the chores of the sect.

There are two sources of zaqin disciples. One is that those who want to join Huayang sect but fail to meet the standard of external disciples after examination can voluntarily stay and start from a zaqin disciple. The vast majority of zaqin disciples belong to this category.

Zaqin disciples are selected once every four years. If they pass the assessment items set by the school, they can be promoted to be outside disciples.

Another source of zaqin's disciples is that after more than ten years of cultivation, some of the outside disciples have no hope to improve their cultivation.

You can apply to be a small supervisor among the zaqin disciples, which is a minority.

A zaqin disciple who retires from an outside disciple will directly become the junior leader of the zaqin disciple.

We can make a lot of money by managing hundreds or even hundreds of miscellaneous work disciples, and by arranging and purchasing grain, oil, firewood, rice, meat, vegetables and tea.

Anyway, their cultivation is low and their potential is poor. Even in the competitive world outside, they are not so easy to mix.

It's better to stay in Huayang school and be a small supervisor in a calm and comfortable life.

Every miscellaneous disciple has to complete the corresponding chores every day in order to carry out his own cultivation.

Qingxin lake, where Lin Fei and Meng Shan are going, is located at the foot of the back mountain of Huayang mountain.

The lake is green and clear, and the water is moist and calm, just like a piece of green jade inlaid in the valley.

The lake water is cool and refreshing. Soaking in it, the sense of coolness permeates the whole body and makes people feel comfortable.

Lin Fei used to like to take a bath there.

After a few mouthfuls of Mengshan's food, Lin Fei pulls Mengshan to the back of the mountain.

"Oh, isn't that a fool? He's not dead yet. Tut tut. "

A voice full of ridicule rang out, talking about a short and fat boy.

As soon as Lin Fei and Meng Shan got out of the hut, they met with three miscellaneous disciples.

"Yes, my life is really big. I was beaten to death by Deng yuan, but I didn't die."

"Haha, this waste is not dead. We Huayang sect don't know how much rice we have to waste to support him. I really don't understand what the high-level deacons think. Bai Yang is an idiot. Bah."

"What are you worried about? You don't have to pay. But this fool offended Deng yuan, and he's dead. Now Deng yuan is out shopping. When he comes back and learns that this fool is not dead, he won't let him go. "

"Yes, there will be another good play soon."

A word full of banter came into Lin Fei's ears. Lin Fei stopped and looked coldly at the three miscellaneous disciples.That cold and disgusted eyes let three people a Leng, all faintly feel in front of Lin Fei and before a little different.

"Fool, what are you looking at? Don't you want to live?"

One of them, dressed in white, cheered to Lin Fei. His name was Li biaocai. He came from a rich family in a small town near the Huayang mountains.

Two years ago, he went to Huayang school to study arts. Because he failed to pass the selection and assessment of the outside disciples, he stayed to be a zaqin disciple and was ready to participate in the election of the outside disciples again.

Due to the support of sufficient resources at home, he soon broke through to the third layer of condensate gas.

Besides, there are several more powerful family martial arts skills to cultivate, which are essential to the promotion and selection of external disciples once every four years.

He is rich and powerful, so he is very open-minded among the zaqin disciples. There are many zaqin disciples around him.

"Brother Cai, do you want to play with this fool?"

It was the short and fat disciple who was the first to speak. He looked at Lin Fei and suggested to Li Biao.

In recent years, Lin Fei has become the object of entertainment for these students.

I like to bully Lin Fei when I have nothing to do. Anyway, I'm a fool. If I don't bully him, I won't bully him.

"Brother Fei, leave them alone. Let's go."

Meng Shan pulls Lin Fei's sleeve.

Li Biao is the third layer of condensate, and the other two miscellaneous disciples are the second layer.

On the other side of Mengshan, Mengshan is the first layer of condensate.

In the past three years, Lin Fei's disciples of condensate gas level can bully him at will. Once they start, they will surely suffer.

Meng Shan can't wait to pull Lin Fei to leave.

Li biaocai saw this and winked at the other two. The three of them formed a circle with a sly smile.

Surround Lin Fei and Meng Shan in the middle, it seems that they are not willing to give up.

Lin can't help sighing in his heart. He used to be the first one of his disciples. Many of them dare to say no in front of him.

Not to mention the zaqin disciples, when they see themselves, they even dare not look straight at them.

I can't imagine that now, because I have a look at each other, I am stopped to look for trouble.

It seems that in this world, strength is everything.

Strong, high above, ten thousand people worship, no strength, in the eyes of others is really like cheap capture, such as mole ant.

Think of this, Lin Fei eyes can not help but fierce up, let everything speak with strength.

It's in vain to say anything. If we don't show them some color, this kind of harassment will continue.

"Li biaocai, what's wrong with Feige?"

Seeing this, Meng Shan stood in front of Lin Fei.

"Bah, Meng Shan, an idiot. What's your name? Are you stupid?"

Another tall disciple cheered.

"That's right. Do you think this fool is still the first one who used to be an outside disciple? Stop dreaming. Meng Shan, please call our young master Li biaocai as the eldest brother, and then follow him to make sure you have a good meal. It's good to hang out with that fool all the time. "

The short and fat disciple continued.

Li biaocai listened to the two people's words with great satisfaction. He was like a spring breeze and drinking mellow wine.

He stared at Meng Shan and Lin Fei.

Lin Fei didn't say a word. He stared at the three people with a disdainful attitude.

Such a small role, to be honest, Lin Fei really didn't pay attention, just coldly watched them perform.

Finally, Lin Fei's calm and dismissive attitude completely angered Li biaocai.

What Lin Fei showed this time was not the expression of panic and fear he had imagined in the past.

He didn't think about why Lin Fei was so clear today, and he didn't look silly at all.

Anger almost instantly surged up, Li biaocai was almost furious.

"Fool, come here, climb from your crotch, and then call grandpa three times."

Li biaocai showed his anger.

"Good idea! It's just that