There are water bottles in the winding water and flowers on the eaves.
On the Wei Zhi Peak, in the peach blossom forest, a clear mountain stream flows by, and occasionally a few fat and big fish jump out of the water.
Dozens of handyman disciples were busy, and the flowing water of spiritual food and spiritual fruit was delivered to the long table. On a grill, two small calf-like beasts rolled back and forth, exuding an alluring aroma.
Several young people were fishing in the stream and caught a big fish from time to time.
One of the cool young men lifted the fishing rod three times in a row, but all came up empty. He threw the fishing rod away with some embarrassment and walked to the grill.
"If you become an immortal cultivator, can you still avoid the fate of the air force?"
A group of inner disciples agreed not to use magic power and only rely on their personal skills to compete in fishing.
After only half an hour, Bai Zichen looked at his empty fish basket and the people next to him who were full of fish, and decisively changed the project.
"Senior Brother Bai, try this piece of barbecue, it's very delicious."
Among monks, those who are masters come first.
Therefore, Gan Guangde is almost one round older than Bai Zichen, but he is still regarded as a senior brother.
This newly promoted junior disciple has a broad face. As a newly promoted inner disciple, he is almost older than everyone present.
He greets everyone warmly, deliberately makes friends with others, and keeps his attitude low.
After all, given his age, without special opportunities, any disciple present would have a better future than him.
"Thanks."
Bai Zichen took the barbecue and looked at Gan Guangde up and down.
At the sixth level of Qi refining, my magic power is solid and condensed, and I have a good foundation.
The two of them chatted casually, but since Bai Zichen had no acquaintances among the inner disciples, he was happy to be in peace and quiet.
"Hey, isn't this Bai Zichen?"
A fiery red figure rushed over, turned back, and spoke condescendingly.
"It doesn't matter if I let you take the lead, I will still become a disciple of the inner sect. Parallel imports are parallel imports. No one in the inner sect looks down upon you, so you can only stay together with such a bastard, right?"
Mo Changfei's harsh words swept Gan Guangde away, and his disdain was palpable.
Gan Guangde's face turned red, anger welled up in his eyes, and he clenched his fists to restrain his impulse.
His biggest purpose in coming to the inner sect is to make friends with his fellow sects and expand his network of contacts.
As a direct descendant of the Fire Phoenix Mo family, Mo Changfei is far superior to Gan Guangde in terms of status, background and career prospects.
Under all kinds of scruples, Gan Guangde hesitated and did not dare to refute for a moment, so he swallowed his anger.
"Junior brother Mo, when you come to Qingfeng Gate, didn't your clan teach you about the superiority of elders and younger ones? I entered the inner gate before you, so you should call me Senior Brother."
Bai Zichen chuckled lightly. He had never had a good impression of Mo Changfei, not to mention that this man was involved in framing him.
As for the addition of such an opponent, he didn't take it to heart at all. The sect was no better than the outside world. No matter how powerful the Fire Phoenix Mo clan was, the influence it could exert was limited.
Moreover, Bai Zichengang had clearly seen that the top two players in this competition, Gan Guangde and Tan Qin, were both at the sixth level of Qi Refining. Mo Changfeng was at the same level, and his magic weapon must be better than the other two. In addition, the very famous
The Fire Phoenix bloodline could only get third place.
It lowered his understanding of this dandy's true abilities to another level.
"As for my status as an inner disciple given by the master, whether it is mixed or not is welcome. Junior Brother Mo is welcome to raise objections to the Law Enforcement Hall. If you are still not convinced, follow the sect's ancient method and go to the ring to fight, no matter life or death!"
At the end of the sentence, Bai Zichen still had a smile on his lips, but the words in his mouth were extremely cold and filled with murderous intent.
If Bai Zichen hadn't happened to go to the Chuan Gong Hall a few days ago and read through a lot of classics, he would have never known that the Qingfeng Sect, which always prides itself on being an authentic Taoist sect, still has this ancient tradition.
This tradition originated from the first opening of the Qingfeng Sect's dojo. When the foothold was not stable, they fought with monsters and local monks. Each disciple grew up from the killings, and no matter how peaceful his temper was, he developed a habit of being at odds with each other.
It’s about getting into the habit of using your hands.
Because the resources for cultivating immortals were even more scarce at that time, even the sects often fought over trivial matters, resulting in injuries and disabilities.
In order to prevent this trend from getting worse, the leader of that generation not only reiterated that killing each other among his disciples was the second most serious crime punished by the sect, he also announced that disciples whose conflicts were really irreconcilable could fight in the ring under the witness of the sect elders.
From the most common sparring to the most serious life-and-death contest, all are allowed as long as a contract is signed.
But when the fighting in the ring is over, regardless of victory or defeat, all grudges are gone.
The monks on both sides or the relatives of masters and disciples are not allowed to retaliate again.
In that era, life-and-death battles in the arena were very popular. Every few years, disciples who had grievances and could not reconcile would come on stage to compete and settle their grudges with life and death.
It wasn't until the Qingfeng Sect completely dominated Heishan and became the undisputed overlord of Heishan County that this trend slowly dissipated. Fellow sects entered the arena to fight to the death, which had not happened in hundreds of years.
Mo Changfei was stunned. He just wanted to come up and make a few taunts to vent his dissatisfaction. He never thought that the other party would react so fiercely and that he would directly engage in a life-and-death fight.
"You, what are you talking about... The sect strictly prohibits disciples from killing each other. You want to lose your life in exchange for a bright future for me, just dream!"
After Mo Changfei got the opportunity to inherit the stone tablet, he used secret methods to purify his bloodline. Like the foundation-building monks in his family, he could get rid of the negative effects of his bloodline, and his thoughts and emotions were no different from those of ordinary people.
Last time Quan treated him as a fool, Mo Changfei simply took advantage of it. Everyone thought he was violent and moody. He told Quan Guanzhong a lie that was full of flaws without even thinking about it.
Believed.
Quan Guanzhong, who wanted to take advantage of him, easily went to the mine.
In front of others, Mo Changfei still showed an image of being eccentric and uncontrollable due to his bloodline. In order to hide his clumsiness, wouldn't people like Quan Guanzhong be fooled?
Secondly, in order to express one's true nature, any words that should not be said or things that should not be done can be evaded to the influence of blood.
But Mo Changfei responded like this, and his momentum was obviously at a disadvantage. The suppressed laughter that came from nearby made his face turn livid.
"How come the junior brothers started quarreling when they first met? Today is not only a farewell party for several senior brothers and sisters, but also a welcoming party. We must not ruin the atmosphere."
A short and stocky inner disciple walked over, followed by a naive black bear. He held a big fish in his hands and put it in his mouth to gnaw.
"Give me some face, let's all take a step back. We are all talented people, so why should we get into a tense situation?"
This person is Xiong Baishan. He has liked to hang out with wild beasts since he was a child and can understand beast language. As an adult, he happened to tame an injured monster and became his companion spirit beast.
Many elders commented that if Xiong Baishan was born in the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect, with his ability to tame beasts, he would definitely receive key training.
"Seventh level of Qi refining, plus a first-level high-grade companion spirit beast... No wonder people say that this person is planning to seek the position of true disciple."
Bai Zichen has not forgotten that the person behind framed him is most likely Senior Brother Xiong Baishan, who has a complete view of his strength.
In the Qi refining level, there are spiritual beasts with heads and bodies to help each other. One versus two, it is really a headache for disciples of the same cultivation level to deal with them.