"Hiss--it's so embarrassing, how dare you talk to Zhan Dafu like this!"
"Pfft! Look at Zhan Dafu's pig-liver-colored face, hahahahahaha, it's such a relief!"
"Yes, he was fooled, and he was fooled miserably..."
Even the deacon of Gonglu Hall in front of the desk was shocked.
He never expected that a small handyman disciple would not only openly negotiate terms with Zhan Dafu, but in the end, he would even play a trick on him...
When everyone was dumbfounded, Chen Shen took a step to the side, looked at the person in front of the desk, and asked with a calm face: "Senior Brother Deacon, such a long time has passed, what's the matter?"
Haven’t you finished your credit book yet?”
"If it's done, it's my turn, right?"
"Ah? Ah, yes, it's done." The deacon of Gonglu Hall came back to his senses, nodded numbly, and glanced at Zhan Dafu's location with some fear.
Zhan Dafu was tricked by a young handyman disciple. This was the first time he had ever been fooled!
“Gah, gah gah…”
His fists as big as sandbags were clenching loudly, his eyes were wide open, he was breathing like an ox, and he was about to lose control.
At this moment, a weak voice sounded from behind the queue: "That..."
"Senior Brother Zhan, if you really want to use twenty years' monthly salary as a handyman disciple to buy the qualifications to go out for training, I would be willing to sell you."
Everyone looked in the direction where the words came from, and saw a little man with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks holding a golden merit book with an anxious look on his face.
The corners of Zhan Dafu's eyes twitched fiercely. He was about to scold the other party, but was stopped by Lang Mimi: "Brother Zhan, promise him? This opportunity to go out for training is really important to my sister."
"Besides, it's also very important to Senior Brother, isn't it? Besides... if you agree to him now, you can show in front of everyone that you do what you say, and gain a good reputation."
"As for the resources we paid, we can just quietly get rid of that guy some time later and then get them back."
"Well?" Zhan Dafu's eyes lit up, and then he nodded, striding up to the sharp-mouthed handyman disciple, "paying the money with one hand and delivering the goods with the other."
Here, Chen Shen's credit book has also been processed. The deacon put on a very "official" face and said solemnly: "You have planted more than ten acres of excellent Zisu Valley, and your sect has contributed fifty points."
The points have been injected into your identity card."
"In addition, you can also get an opportunity to form a team with the outer disciples and go out to experience together."
"This is a specially approved training order. If you take it and show it to the mission hall, you can accept any elementary mission."
"But you have to remember one thing: no matter what mission you choose, you must be led by at least one outer disciple before you can leave Qingyun Sect."
"Damn... I didn't expect it to be so troublesome and to be restricted by others?" Chen Shen thought to himself: "That's all, when you get out of the sect, the sky is high and the birds can fly. There will be many opportunities to get rid of the outer disciples and act alone."
Thinking of this, after Chen Shen asked for the route, he decisively turned around and walked towards the mission hall.
Before he had gone far, he heard Lang Mi Mi's spiritual message to Zhan Dafu from behind: "Brother Zhan, we can't just spare that little bastard!"
"I know."
Zhan Dafu frowned and said quietly: "It seems that he does not plan to return to the handyman disciple area and will go directly to the mission hall."
"There are law enforcement disciples from the sect patrolling this road, so it's hard to take action..."
"Hehe, wouldn't it be better if he went to the mission hall to take over the mission?"
A cunning glint flashed in Lang Mimi's eyes: "It just so happens that my sister is now qualified to go out for training. Are we afraid that we won't be able to get rid of that kid?"
"Hahaha, wonderful, wonderful! Why didn't I think of that?"
Langmi Mi kept saying modestly, but she thought in her heart: "Huh! This is also called wonderful? Normal people can imagine it! I'm afraid only a stupid idiot like you can't realize it."
"Just wait, I will not be inferior to others all my life. As long as I become an outer disciple, with my beauty and talent, I will be able to become an inner disciple sooner or later, and even becoming a core disciple is not without hope."
I'm afraid no one could have thought that this woman who sold her sex to get close to Zhan Dafu would have such ambitions.
But she never dreamed that what she said to Zhan Dafu would have been heard by Chen Shen word for word.
"Huh? You want to harm me? Great, brother, I haven't fought for a long time and my hands are itchy."
"If I get rid of you two guys who are seeking your own death, it will be considered as a sacrifice for my 'freedom journey'!"
…
The starry sky is bright and the moon hangs alone.
The number of disciples walking up and down the winding mountain stairs was not sparse at all.
According to the rules of the Qingyun Sect, the bottom of the valley is an area designated for the handyman disciples, while the halfway up the mountain, thousands of feet above the ground, is the gathering place for the outer sect disciples.
If it goes above two thousand feet, it is the place where inner disciples live and practice.
The top of every majestic mountain is the territory belonging to the core disciples.
Generally speaking, there are at least dozens of core disciples living on each mountaintop, and as many as hundreds.
And the entire mountain is ruled by one person - this person is the legendary true disciple.
Every true disciple can be rewarded by the sect master with a giant mountain several thousand feet high and hundreds of miles in radius, and can control the life and death of hundreds of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of disciples!
In fact, there are many mountains in Qingyun Sect, and not every mountain is controlled by true disciples. After all, true disciples are geniuses among geniuses, and their number is extremely rare.
Most of the mountains are still jointly managed by the elders of the Qingyun Sect.
For example, Dingkui Mountain, where Chen Shen belongs, has no true disciples and is governed by nine inner sect elders and twenty-seven outer sect elders.
If it is a mountain sealed by a true disciple, the name of the mountain will often not be replaced by a serial number, but the name will be determined by the true disciple himself to demonstrate his extraordinary status...
Not long after, Chen Shen arrived at the trapezoidal plain halfway up Dingkui Mountain.
Here, colorful red lanterns are hung high, various pavilions and courtyards are scattered, the roads are paved with bluestones, and shops doing all kinds of business are open late at night, selling elixirs, soldiers, and mysterious crystals.
You can even find "meat sellers", and Yanran looks like a prosperous street market in a big city in the secular world.
"stop!"
Just when Chen Shen was about to climb the last stone steps leading to the trapezoidal plain halfway up Dingkui Mountain, a loud shout immediately sounded in his ears.
Immediately afterwards, an outer disciple wearing a white auspicious cloud robe raised the killing stick in his hand at Chen Shen: "Looking at your clothes, you are a handyman disciple, right?"
"This is the place where the inner disciples are. You are not qualified to enter, so hurry up and leave!"
Seeing that the other party was chasing people away impatiently, Chen Shen did not reply. He only took out a token that was as thin as a dagger and waved it in front of the person's eyes...