"It's probably because other disciples misunderstood." Zhuang Bizhe thought.

Mu Xuefeng nodded slightly and asked, "Are there any other outstanding performers besides them?"

"Others don't have fairy bodies. They have just completed marrow cleaning. Some younger brothers with poor qualifications are still in the marrow cleaning stage. If they wait for the foundation building, it will probably be three or five years later."

Zhuang Bizhe smiled and said, "But there are two junior brothers here who performed very well. They have already built two foundations and have amazing understanding. If you work hard in the future, you may have the chance to attack the inner disciples."

"oh?"

Mu Xuefeng's eyes lit up slightly, and she said, "Since that's the case, call them over and I'll send them a fortune together."

"yes."

...

The news that Mu Xuefeng came out of seclusion alarmed many disciples. He learned that several of the new disciples performed well in this group would receive the reward from his master, which made others secretly jealous.

And Su Ping, who was practicing hard in the mountains, had no idea about all this.

"Cultivating immortals is difficult step by step. I didn't expect that the gap was widened just now. I really envy Senior Brother Tang and the others. The natural immortal body is different."

"Senior Brother Fang and others are not immortal bodies, and they have already built foundations. It's just that we don't have enough understanding."

"I just successfully cleansed my marrow. My strength was seven or eight times that of the previous one. I could easily knock down more than ten strong warriors. I wanted to relax for two days, but I didn't expect that the others had gone further."

There was a lot of discussion on the mountain.

After Mu Xuefeng helped several foundation-building disciples improve their foundation, she immediately went into seclusion and practiced again. Time on the mountain passed quickly, and another half a year was coming.

A new student will face the test if he gets started for a year.

On this day, all the freshmen were notified to gather at the gate of the meeting hall.

"Are everyone here?"

Zhuang Bizhe stood at the hall, examining the many junior brothers and sisters in front of him.

"There are two more people who haven't come. Junior Brother Zhou went to the back mountain to practice hard two days ago. He was injured by a evil python and was recuperating. He couldn't come here. I asked me to tell him the master and senior brother on his behalf." A young man stepped forward and said respectfully.

Zhuang Bizhe frowned slightly and said, "Can you get out of bed?"

"This...can do it."

"If you can, let him come, and by the way, the master can help him with some treatment." Zhuang Bizhe said.

The young man was stunned and said, "I know, I'll call him now."

"Who else?" Zhuang Bizhe asked.

Everyone looked at each other and looked at Tang Jingyu and other immortals in front of them. The original six immortals were only five, which was extremely conspicuous. Obviously, the other one was one of the immortals.

"It's the junior brother named Su Ping." A young man said, with some dissatisfaction in his words, and was also one of the immortals.

"I heard that he entered the back mountain to practice hard. It seems that he had never seen him before. Some people also said that he had seen him beside a forest pond, with evil tigers and monsters around him. I don't know whether it is true or false."

"Is it because I entered the back mountain too deep and fell?"

The other disciples also guessed that those who had greeted Su Ping and showed goodwill when they first entered the school sighed and felt that their previous efforts were completely wasted.

"After all, I am an immortal. Why don't you go to the cave to practice and go to practice hard?" Someone was curious.

Other immortals have other older brothers and sisters to help them, and they can go to the cave to practice every now and then, so they have made rapid progress. Only those with medium qualifications can only rely on themselves to practice hard on the back mountain, hunt monsters and earn spirit stones.

"Is something really wrong?" Zhuang Bizhe felt a sharp hearing. He frowned slightly when he heard the low voices of everyone.

Mu Xuefeng obviously heard these comments, frowned, and said to Zhuang Bizhe: "You go to the back mountain to see. If you find him, bring him back."

"Okay." Zhuang Bizhe nodded.

He has reached the second chapter of his practice and has opened up the world inside his body. This back mountain is like a garden for him, and can easily explore it.

Whoosh!

Zhuang Bizhe directly tore the void and entered the back mountain.

This elusive teleportation immediately shocked many disciples, and there was envy in his eyes.

In the back mountain.

In a cave, Su Ping was meditating and practicing.

There were many treasures plundered from the Old Demon Ye’s temple, and many of them had their consciousness extinguished. Therefore, they did not transform into shape and were taken away by the Hunyuan Golden Lotus, but became dead objects like instruments, left in the temple and fell smoothly into Su Ping’s hands.

Relying on these immortal pills, Su Ping made rapid progress.

"I practice again to break through the bottleneck that had been broken before, but it did not trigger the heavenly tribulation. Could it be that I need to be promoted to the Star Lord realm to trigger it?" Su Ping was a little surprised, but he had taken enough heavenly tribulation, and it didn't matter if he didn't miss this time or twice.

At this moment, Su Ping suddenly sensed a figure entering the back mountain.

"Um?"

Su Ping sensed the other party. Judging from his clothes, he was the same sect as him, and probably the older senior brother in the sect.

"Early stage of the Star Lord..."

Su Ping sensed the other party's realm and immediately restrained his breath. He turned on his watch, looked at the time, and found that it was exactly one year.

"It's been a year..."

Su Ping sighed and looked outside the cave. The spotted tiger was still lying there and guarding him. The seventh-level spotted tiger has now been promoted to the ninth level.

With just two levels of improvement in just one year, this progress speed is a bit amazing and has reached the upper limit of its bloodline.

Su Ping also has three spotted tigers the size of a wolfdog, which are relatively strong, but they are still young among the same type and have reached the fifth level.

When Su Ping was practicing, they also benefited a lot.

"It's time to go back. By the way, ask the master, where can I find the origin of the immortal world..." Su Ping's eyes flashed, and he immediately stood up and came to the entrance of the cave.

He released a little breath, and soon the young figure flew straight towards him.

"It's true that I'm here to find me."

In Su Pingjing and others, Zhuang Bizhe's figure appeared in front of Su Ping.

When Zhuang Bizhe saw Su Ping, he was a little surprised. When he saw the spotted tiger outside the entrance of Su Ping's cave, he was shocked and immediately wanted to shoot him to death.

"Senior brother, wait." Su Ping saw the fluctuations of the other party's immortal power and hurriedly said.

Zhuang Bizhe: "?"

"Give it a life." Su Ping said.

Zhuang Bizhe was stunned. He was anxious to take action because he was worried that the monster would hurt Su Ping. Unexpectedly, Su Ping actually pleaded for the monster. At this time, he noticed that the monster had no intention of hurting Su Ping. There were a few young tigers around Su Ping, and he looked quite intimate with Su Ping.

"You are Junior Brother Su? What's going on?" Zhuang Bizhe couldn't help asking.

"I can communicate with beasts, they won't hurt me." Su Ping said.

Zhuang Bizhe was stunned and a little surprised. He said, "Junior Brother Su, you have been practicing in this back mountain for a year, but you have never been back. I have sent someone to see your accommodation, and it has been covered in dust."

"There is no time in the mountains, so I forgot to practice." Su Ping said.

Zhuang Bizhe was speechless and said, "Master is still worried that something will happen to you, so I will come to you. Since you are fine, then let me go back with me. The year has expired. It is time to test your success in your practice. Those who perform well will be rewarded."

"Yeah." Su Ping also thought of this, and the other party came to find him for this.

Zhuang Bizhe rolled his sleeves, and a cloud-like force wrapped Su Ping and left quickly.

Su Ping looked back and said goodbye to several little tigers outside the cave.

Soon, the two returned to the meeting hall, and saw a humming sound, a high platform was erected on the ground, and a disciple was fighting and fighting.

Zhuang Bizhe and Su Ping walked out of the void and appeared in the bottom of the stage like teleportation. Su Ping had experienced this kind of thing for a long time. He was not surprised and his face was calm. He bowed to Mu Xuefeng above and said, "Disciple pays homage to Master."

"It's fine if you're fine." Mu Xuefeng nodded gently, and when his eyes fell on Su Ping, he immediately condensed.

"Thank you for your concern," Su Pinglian said.

"Hmph, Junior Brother Su is so arrogant that he asked the senior brother to take action himself before he could invite him." A young man next to him snorted coldly, quite dissatisfied.

Su Ping looked at him in surprise, "This junior brother, who are you?"

"Junior brother? We are getting rid of the horse. We are going back to the mountain gate with our master to become a disciple. Do you remember me?" The young man was even more dissatisfied. Su Ping actually forgot about him. After all, he was also an immortal.

"It turns out that it was Junior Brother Ma who was a disciple of his classmates, and he was disrespectful." Su Ping said indifferently.

Ma Bai saw Su Ping's perfunctory behavior and was a little angry, but because Mu Xuefeng was beside him, he immediately held back and said, "I heard that Junior Brother Su has been in seclusion in the back mountain and practiced in seclusion. Now that a year has passed, I guess he has already built a foundation, right?"

"Yes." Su Ping nodded.

Ma Bai sneered in his heart, but did not reveal it on the surface, but instead said curiously: "How many foundation-building paths can Junior Brother Su?"

"Do you take my surname? Why should I tell you?" Su Ping asked reversally.

Ma Bai was stunned and furious: "What do you mean? You're simply disrespectful!"

"alright."

Zhuang Bizhe saw the two people quarrel and frowned and shouted.

Ma Bai gritted his teeth slightly and glared at Su Ping angrily: "Wait a minute, Junior Brother Su will check with me how much of the year's homework will be done?"

Su Ping was speechless. The young man who came out of this came out was constantly provoking him. Don’t you really know how to write the word "death"?
To be continued...