Zhu Jie spent a quarter of an hour chatting with Chen Yang outside Room Ding No. 3.
This quarter of an hour is so long.
Chen Yang managed to show no signs of impatience.
When he couldn't bear it anymore, Zhu Jie didn't know whether he had exhausted the conversation or sensed that Chen Yang was about to explode, so he finally gave up and left.
Crunch~
The door opened and Wang Yu poked his head out.
Chen Yang shook his head and got rid of the dizzy feeling that was like ten thousand flies surrounded.
Every fly looks exactly like Zhu Jie.
"Is this what Senior Brother Zhu is telling you?"
Wang Yu looked at Zhu Jie's back that could not be seen clearly from a distance, and asked in surprise.
Chen Yang blinked, rubbed his eyebrows, and said depressedly: "I can't even remember what he said?"
"I just remember the word 'Shen Lang' was all buzzing."
Chen Yang and Wang Yu looked at each other and smiled together.
What Zhu Jie said is not important anymore.
What he wants to express is to express his goodwill.
Not only for Chen Yang, but most importantly for Senior Brother Shen Lang.
Of course, this is on the surface, what else is behind it will depend on the future.
"I didn't expect that our Senior Brother Shen is quite famous."
Chen Yang said as he entered the room.
He started to pull off Shen Lang's tiger skin. In other words, Shen Lang's kind-hearted nature was really weird in the Yin Demon Sect, and he automatically put the tiger skin on Chen Yang's body.
Now it seems that this tiger skin is quite scary to cats and dogs.
"This favor..."
Chen Yang shook his head and silently made a note in his mind that he would have to pay it back one day.
It's not Chen Yang's character to owe people favors as a matter of course.
Wang Yu couldn't help but show envy, not for Chen Yang who was pulling the tiger skin, but for the tiger itself.
"Senior Brother Shen has a bright future and is envied by all the outsiders."
"They all said that within three months, Senior Brother Shen will definitely be able to enter the inner sect, and he will definitely not be an ordinary inner sect disciple. He might be accepted as a direct disciple by the peak master of the inner sect."
"If you're lucky, you might even become a true disciple."
Chen Yang shook his head, noncommittal.
He didn't think that with Shen Lang's character, it would be a good thing if he really entered the inner sect of the Yin Demon Sect?
As for true disciples, this really depends on luck.
Those who are qualified to compete for the True Tradition are all among the best, but no matter how good they are, they must be lucky enough to have a unique understanding of a certain True Tradition.
The so-called true disciples,
It means having an extraordinary genius' understanding of some of the Yin Mo Sect's true techniques and spells, so that you can obtain their true knowledge and pass on these secret techniques to the sect.
In Yin Mo Sect and other major sects, the status of true disciples is very transcendent, no less than that of most elders of the inner sect.
For example, Master Gu's father, Master Gu, has a status similar to that of a true disciple, or even slightly inferior.
Otherwise, Mr. Gu would not be afraid of Shen Lang and have a clear relationship with Chen Yang.
"Stop talking about that, let's talk about the boiler room."
"I didn't expect that our Yin Mo Sect's outer gate actually has a boiler."
Chen Yang was a little confused.
boiler......
This word seems a bit familiar.
A bit, not a fairy tale.
Yin Mo Sect shouldn't use Yin Fire or something like that. Wouldn't it be more in line with the tone?