15. Why do clenched fists and nails sink deep into the flesh?
There will be a ten-year period after becoming a registered disciple. If you can break through the body refining realm and reach the Qi refining realm within the period, you will officially become an outer disciple of the Immortal Taizong and enjoy all kinds of benefits in the sect. If you can't... you will only be left.
All the way down the mountain.
Fortunately, Xianling Taizong did not leave this group of registered disciples alone. After all, they also bear the name of Xianling Taizong's disciples. Therefore, the registered disciples can receive hundreds of low-grade spiritual stones from Fufeng Pavilion every month for the purpose of cultivation.
Mu Su followed an outer disciple to Fufeng Pavilion to receive the spirit stone and the robe of the registered disciple. This outer disciple was over 20 years old. He seemed quite friendly and explained a lot along the way. He also admitted frankly that he arranged for the registered disciple to explain
The sect's regulations are the tasks he received from Lingxian Pavilion. It can also be regarded as a way to earn spiritual stones in the sect.
However, the day after he was led to his cabin, the news that one of the named disciples only had the fourth level of body refining spread quietly everywhere...
On the other side, Mu Su put on the gray robe of a registered disciple. Adhering to the principle of not practicing, not going out, and staying up late, he hid in the wooden house behind closed doors. During this period, Mu Su also took a line to meet his physiological needs - everyone
Don’t get me wrong, it’s not about eating, drinking or peeing, it’s about masturbating.
[It is detected that you are currently slacking off in the game. When you are judged a second time, 50% of the reward will be deducted from the settlement. 】
Three days had passed since Mu Su entered the sect, and a system warning appeared. It seemed that the limit of what the dungeon could tolerate had been reached.
At noon on the third day, Mu Su, who finally went out, soon heard the rumor. Then he stopped recognizing him and stopped going around shouting that he was the one who was easy to bully.
Mu Su, who has deeply understood the protagonist's law of immortality, gave up taking the initiative to commit suicide and instead lurked in the dark.
When a sword hangs above your head, jumping up is not the only way. You can put something under your feet, or you can wait for it, and it will fall down sooner or later.
It has been several months since Xianling Taizong last accepted a disciple. During this period, among the thousands of registered disciples, some were lucky enough to be promoted to outer disciples, while some were forced to leave after ten years.
They all left, but no one came.
Therefore, the new face of Mu Su stood out from the crowd, and he was easily connected with the fourth level of body refining.
So when Mu Su was squatting on the ground watching the ants fighting, he was surrounded by a group of disciples with malicious intentions without even realizing it.
After realizing it, Mu Su suddenly noticed that there were registered disciples who were also wearing gray robes. He stood up cautiously and hid his palms in the wide sleeves of his robe.
These guys...don't want to give themselves a chance...
"Are you a new disciple?" The leader was a young disciple in his twenties. He walked up to Mu Su and slightly lowered his head to look down at Mu Su, who was slightly shorter than him.
Mu Su showed a flattering expression very naturally and skillfully: "I'm new here, I don't understand the rules. If you offend me in any way - come and beat me!"
Mu Su suddenly got angry, punched the unprepared disciple in the eye, turned around and ran away.
The man screamed miserably and covered his left eye, feeling so sore that he couldn't open it.
"Catch him! Don't let other disciples get there first!"
He pointed at Mu Su who ran dozens of meters away, wiped away the tears and shouted with half-closed eyes.
"So what if I let you catch me?" At the foot of Qiuxian Mountain, in a sparse forest, two figures stood facing each other.
A young man, fifteen or sixteen years old, with black hair and black eyes. He had a unwilling and stubborn look in his eyes. He was wearing a gray robe as a registered disciple.
In contrast, he is a young man with slightly narrow eyebrows and thin lips, which makes him look a bit mean.
The young man clenched his fists tightly, his body trembling slightly, and said coldly: "Don't forget, this is within the sect. Do you dare to kill me?"
"I don't dare..." The young man's voice was soft, and a hint of viciousness flashed across his narrow eyes: "But it's okay to break your limbs and destroy your cultivation."
The young man looked at it coldly, with sharp eyes, and took a deep breath: "You and I didn't fight in the Broken Dragon Abyss, that's more than that."
The young man's words carried a hint of murderous intent: "Take away my adventures, cut off my opportunities, we are irreconcilable. Don't think that there is nothing I can do if I hide in Taizong, the Immortal Spirit. There is no one here. Even if I find you alive or dead, who knows who I am?"
for."
With his clenched fists, his nails dug deeply into his flesh. A trace of bright red blood slowly flowed down, and his face looked extremely ferocious: "I got that bottle of creation, but you couldn't force it away and framed me in every possible way! You really think I am entangled in this way."
I can’t do anything to you!”
If his cultivation level is not as good as him, if he fights, he may not end well. But he can't swallow this tone no matter what.
As soon as he finished speaking, the young man attacked first. His thin and frail body burst out with astonishing momentum. He took a step forward and charged forward with a fierce fist wind!
A sharp light flashed through the young man's narrow eyes. Very good, since you are seeking death, you can't blame others.
He raised his palm as a sword, and a faint green light appeared on it.
The young man's eyes shrank. His spiritual power... He had actually touched the edge of the Qi Refining Realm!
He gritted his teeth and gathered all his strength into this punch.
For a moment when their swords were at war, the two of them heard a burst of shouting coming from their sides at the same time.
"Hurry up and chase him! Don't let him run that way!"
"Damn it, how can you run so fast at the fourth level of body refining!"
"We will show no mercy if you run away again!"
Looking subconsciously, he saw a young man with black hair, dark eyes, and fair skin running away, with a dozen registered disciples falling not far behind him.
"Damn! I will destroy you next time!" Unwilling to leave any words behind, the young man glanced at the leading boy coldly, turned around and left quickly in the opposite direction.
As soon as the young man left, the young man seemed to have lost all his strength and was holding on to prevent himself from falling.
Immediately, he seemed to have thought of something, stood up and looked over, his expression suddenly changed.
Soon, there was one more person in the chasing team.
The large group of people walked through the sparse woods and passed many registered disciples who were practicing in the open space. Everyone was surprised and confused. Those who recognized this group of people changed their expressions slightly and hurried away.
Relying on the pain, Mu Su rushed like a mad dog. For a moment, the group of registered disciples at the seventh and eighth levels of Qi refining behind him could not catch up.
But he will still get tired after all. Musu's escape speed has obviously slowed down.
"Why are you running after..." Mu Su was out of breath and felt his body getting heavier.
The young man beside him smiled bitterly: "With so many people rushing over, of course you have to run away. How did you mess with these people?"
A trouble was indirectly solved by Mu Su, and he was somewhat grateful to Mu Su, especially since the two were close in age, which made him feel good about him.
"What happened to them?" Mu Su was really curious. Maybe they thought they were predators, but from Mu Su's perspective, they were just a group of money-giving boys who would be slapped in the face by him as a stepping stone, benefiting others and harming themselves.
Can you scumbags steal the protagonist’s spiritual stone?