"Oh! The loser is also angry? Why, you want to hit me, do you have the ability? Haha..." Wang Tian glanced at Jun Niantian who clenched his fists, and walked up to Jun Nitian with disdain
, puffed out his chest, looking flat.
Wang Tian knew that Jun Nitian had not reached the golden elixir stage and was no match for him. This is how the world of cultivation is, where the big fish bullies the small fish and the small fish eats the shrimp. Jun Nitian is undoubtedly the shrimp.
Wang Tian's provocative and arrogant words did not disgust the other disciples watching the show on the road. The world of cultivation is like this. The jungle eats the strong. If you are weak, no one will sympathize with you at all, because this is a world where the strong is respected.
Jun Nitian stared at Wang Tian in front of him with an angry look on his face, but soon his anger subsided and his clenched fists loosened.
Although he wished he could punch this hateful guy in the face, causing him to burst into laughter and his nose to bleed, but Jun Nitian knew that his current strength was not a match for Wang Tian, and he would only bring humiliation to himself if he fought with him.
, be patient first, and then retaliate later.
Jun Nitian glared at Wang Tian fiercely, then turned around and left.
"Boy, you..." Wang Tian was furious when Jun glared at him.
"Senior Brother Wang, why do you care about such a loser? Let's go to the Blood Demon Pavilion quickly to receive today's mission!" said a young man next to Wang Tian.
Every sect has many affairs to deal with, and the Blood Demon Sect is no exception. Disciples who have been in the sect for less than ten years have to receive chores. Only the inner disciples of the Blood Demon Sect can be carefree on the mountain.
To practice the practice of distracting thoughts, you don’t need to do any chores.
The Blood Demon Sect is divided into the inner sect and the outer sect. Only by becoming a disciple of the inner sect can one be considered a true disciple of the Blood Demon Sect. To become an inner sect disciple, one must cultivate to the Nascent Soul stage.
On top of the inner disciples, there are also true disciples. Only by becoming a true disciple can one be considered a truly powerful being in the Blood Demon Sect.
"Okay! I will definitely repair him when I have the chance in the future. If you still act like that if you don't have the ability, you are really looking for death!" Wang Tian looked at Jun Nitian who disappeared on the pine forest path in front of him with hatred, and a fierce look flashed in his eyes.
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When Jun Nitian came to the Blood Demon Pavilion, there were already many disciples from the Blood Demon Sect coming in and out at the gate of the Blood Demon Pavilion. The disciples who came out all held a jade tablet in their hands.
Entering the Blood Demon Gate, Jun Nitian quickly glanced at the hall and saw seven or eight young disciples taking off the palm-sized jade plaques hanging on the jade pillars in front of them. The jade plaques were crystal clear and faint.
With a layer of milky white light, it is definitely not an ordinary thing.
There is a table next to Yuzhu, and behind the table sits a middle-aged man wearing a green Taoist robe. This man is the master of the Blood Demon Pavilion. It is said that his strength has reached the distraction stage.
There are hundreds of jade pillars in the hall of the Blood Demon Pavilion. Outer disciples come in one after another from the outside and take off jade tokens from the jade pillars opposite.
The disciples who took off the jade plaques all scanned the jade plaques with their spiritual consciousness, their faces either happy or sad.
Jun Nitian came to a jade pillar, secretly thinking that God would bless him, and then took down a jade plaque.
There is a layer of restrictions on the jade pillar that isolates the spiritual consciousness, preventing these outer disciples from using their spiritual consciousness to explore the contents on the jade tablet. This is very fair, just like drawing lots. No matter whether you get a good or bad lot, you have nothing to say.
His spiritual consciousness swept through the jade tablet, and a line of writing appeared in Jun Nitian's mind.
"Well! Today's mission is quite easy!" Jun Nitian was overjoyed. His strength was low, and if he was unlucky enough to encounter a difficult mission, his life might be in danger.
"Just completed the task, let's continue practicing later!" Jun Nitian put the jade token in his hand, turned around and walked out of the pavilion. Although there was no breakthrough today, his cultivation level has improved a lot.
The jade sign stated that he had to go to the Medicine Valley fifty miles away to pick ten century-old fairy grass. This was quite easy and could be considered the easiest task.
On the way to the Medicine Valley, Jun Nitian suddenly frowned, stopped, and looked back solemnly, where Jun Nitian clearly felt several powerful auras.
"You waste, where are you rushing to in such a hurry!"
In Jun Nitian's eyes, three figures hurriedly appeared, looking at him with evil intentions.
It was Wang Tian and his party.
"Wang Tian, what do you want!" Jun Nitian's face turned cold and he said in a deep voice.
"Hmph! How about it? Give me the jade token you are wearing!" Wang Tian said slowly as he walked towards Jun Nitian.
The three young men were vaguely encircling Jun Nitian. Their contemptuous eyes and disdainful smiles greatly stimulated Jun Nitian's nerves.
"You want the jade token in my hand?" Jun Nitian immediately understood Wang Tian's intention. This guy must have received troublesome chores in the Blood Demon Pavilion, and he didn't dare to take advantage of other disciples, so he found a
I am the one with the lowest cultivation level among all my fellow sects.
At this time, Wang Tian and the two teenagers had already walked in front of Jun Nitian.
"Bring it here!" Wang Tian looked at Jun Nitian contemptuously, with an undeniable toughness in his tone that could not be refused.
"Wang Tian, you..." A wave of anger rushed straight to his forehead, and Jun Nitian's anger had exceeded the limit of endurance.
However, just when Jun Nitian was about to attack, Wang Tian had already taken action first. He lightly made a seal with his right hand, and at the same time softly uttered one word in his mouth: seal!
The two young men beside Wang Tian were laughing and waiting to watch the show.
As soon as the seal came out, Jun Nitian suddenly felt his body tighten. The space around him suddenly changed and seemed to condense. His whole body seemed to be suddenly trapped and sealed. He felt that there were strong forces squeezing towards him from all around.
A burst of magic power from Wang Tian's body rippled out along with the seal on his right hand, affecting the aura of heaven and earth, and instantly bound Jun Nitian.
Jun Nitian was angry in his heart, but he was helpless. The absolute gap in strength left him unable to fight back in front of Wang Tian.
"Haha, Jun Nitian, I didn't expect you to be so lucky. Well, I'll help you tolerate your good luck." With that said, Wang Tian removed his foot from Jun Nitian's head and reached out into his arms.
, took out his jade token and threw it on Jun Nitian, but the jade token that originally belonged to Jun Nitian was put into his arms.
Wang Tian glanced contemptuously at Jun Nitian who was lying on the ground, then turned and left.
"Wang Tian, if I don't kill you, I won't trust you." Jun Nitian slowly sat up on the ground, grabbed the jade tablet, and with a sweep of his consciousness, Jun Nitian's face changed drastically.