Chen Shen turned his head, looked at the rubble in the courtyard, and curled his lips: "Although I have eliminated the person who wanted to harm my brother, my residence has also been completely destroyed."
The young man was a little worried. He didn't know how to build a house. But he couldn't use the sky as his roof and the earth as his house, right?
Although with his cultivation level, he is not afraid of mosquitoes, rain, and rain. Even if the outside temperature is a hundred degrees higher or as low as below zero, this young man can still feel at ease.
But... sleeping in the open air always feels weird.
"Among the life puppets in the system store, there are craftsman puppets. But spending fifty thousand kilograms of low-grade spiritual stones for a shabby house is a bit of a loss."
"That's all, brother, just bear with it for now."
"Anyway, in more than half a month, I will be able to practice with the outer disciples."
"When I come back, I will say that I have had some adventures, and then I will show my strength as a middle-level Xuanwang. I should be able to be promoted to an outer disciple and leave this hellish place."
Thinking of this, Chen Shen felt calm and half-lying on the rocking chair, closed his eyes and rested his mind.
Not long after——
"Huh? You kid is still very relaxed and at ease!"
"Ah, General Deacon Hua is here." Chen Shen stood up hurriedly to show courtesy.
"Well. I heard that your house suddenly exploded and thick smoke could be seen from miles away. What happened?"
Chen Shen scratched his head in embarrassment and told the whole story about accidentally exploding the cauldron while making alchemy.
After he finished speaking, Hua Kui couldn't help but raise his eyebrows: "Huh? I didn't expect you to be a Xuan Dan Master! I wonder what level you have reached now?"
"It's just one star in Xuanjie, it's not worth mentioning." The young man pretended to be modest.
"Well... at your age, it is already rare to be able to step into the Xuan level. How can you be just a handyman disciple? It should be no problem to become an outer disciple?" Hua Kuai asked again.
Chen Shen thought to himself: "Why are you such a gossip?"
On his face, he patiently explained: "Deacon Hua doesn't know something. Although my disciple knows the art of alchemy, his talent is limited, and he is only the lowest-grade silver-white, so...hehehe."
The young man didn't finish his words, but the wry smile that followed made Hua Kuai think of something, and a hint of "I see" expression flashed across his face.
"It's okay. If you work hard, you'll still have a chance."
After Hua Kui patted Chen Shuai on the shoulder and comforted him, he rolled his eyes and said: "By the way, I am an old acquaintance with the chief deacon of Jiakui Canyon Plain. He is mainly responsible for people below the mid-level Xuan level."
The refining of the mysterious elixir."
"To be honest, the treatment there is much better than mine. And some lucky ones will be recruited as medicine boys by the outer sect Xuan Dan Master."
But I heard Hua Kui add: "You kid, please don't underestimate the identity of the outer alchemist Yaotong."
"Those people have more time to practice, and they no longer have to do the troublesome things of being a handyman disciple. They can reach heaven in one step!"
"If you're interested, I wouldn't mind helping you out. See if I can transfer you to be the medicine boy for the outer disciples?"
At the end, Hua Kuai's eyes glanced at Chen Shen's Space Mysterious Ring intentionally or unintentionally.
The latter suddenly understood and cursed in his heart: "You are such a fool, I thought you were so kind and wanted to continue to defraud me!"
After a moment's hesitation, Chen Shen slowly shook his head: "Thank you, General Deacon Hua, for your kindness. It was only the disciple who damaged his original soul power by refining the alchemy and exploding the cauldron. I'm afraid it will be difficult to recover within thirty to fifty days."
"Why don't you wait two months before the disciples try again?"
"General Deacon Hua is thinking about this disciple, and he is very grateful. If he is really selected after two months, he will be deeply grateful!"
Originally, when Hua Kuai heard Chen Shen's rejection, his face no longer looked very good.
But after he finished listening to it all, he managed to squeeze out a smile again: "Haha, okay then, I will wait for you for two months, so you have to hurry up!"
Hearing this, Chen Shen's heart moved secretly: "Hurry up? You want me to hurry up and collect the money!"
On the face, the young man cupped his hands and said: "Definitely, definitely."
When the other party walked away, Chen Shen narrowed his eyes slightly: "With the help of Shennong No. 1, I only need to wait for more than half a month, and I will be able to grow sixteen acres of high-quality Zisu Valley."
"When the time comes, I will go to the outer gate to take over the task. Who will blame you?"
At the same time, the three-party trial of Wang Chuan's murder of an outer disciple was coming to an end.
This guy did not reveal that Pang Yi was assigned to poison Chen Shen, but said that he and Pang Yi had a quarrel over some things.
In anger, Wang Chuan slapped the other person, killing him without thinking.
This young man knew very well in his heart that if he told the truth, he would definitely get a higher degree of guilt - although it was not a big deal for the approved disciple to kill a handyman disciple, this could not be stated openly.
Normally, both the law enforcement elders and the sect leader himself would turn a blind eye to this behavior.
But if Wang Chuan revealed his intention to murder the servant disciples in public, it would be tantamount to provoking the sect's rules, and death would not be a pity...
"So, you killed Pang Yi by mistake?" the chief elder of the execution hall asked angrily.
"Yes. This disciple has no intention of killing Junior Brother Pang Yi. He just wants to teach him a lesson."
Wang Chuan knelt on the ground, buried his head very low, and said aggrievedly: "Who knew that he could not help but beat him? The disciple suspected that he might have been seriously injured before, so..."
"That's enough. I only believe in evidence, not speculation."
The chief elder of the execution hall blew his beard and said: "This killing was an unintentional act on your part. I will show mercy to you and prevent you from going to jail and becoming a puppet, or from being deprived of your cultivation."
"But you have to leave an arm to pay for this crime."
Wang Chuan's mouth felt bitter, but his heart suddenly felt relieved.
No matter what, it is better to lose an arm than to lose a life: "Disciple accepts the sin, thank you!"
"slow!"
At this time, the chief elder of Zhantang, who had been watching the trial, suddenly said: "Elder Xingtian, Zhan wants to plead for him."
"Oh?" Xing Tian raised his head slightly, gesturing for the other party to continue speaking.
But I heard the hunky-backed Zhan Wanhua say in a rough voice: "In two months, we will usher in the triennial tide of mysterious beasts."
"Wang Chuan is still a core disciple after all. His cultivation is very good. If he loses an arm, his combat power will be greatly reduced."
"It would be better to throw him into the Beast Mango Mountain and guard the forbidden area for our Qingyun Sect to resist the invasion of the tide of mysterious beasts."
"If he can make military exploits and make amends for his past mistakes, we might as well give him a chance to change his ways."
…
Upon hearing this, Wang Chuan's eyes suddenly lit up.
Xing Tian nodded slightly: "Forget it, I will betray the Zhantang elders today to save face."
Hearing this, Wang Chuan almost jumped up with excitement. Nothing is more exciting than escaping from death...