After tasting the Spiritual Source three thousand times, Chen Zong became one of the tens of thousands of preparatory disciples of Taiyuan Tianzong on Mingguang Mountain.
Tens of thousands of preparatory disciples means tens of thousands of mouths. Eating and drinking is a big problem. However, Taiyuan Tianzong does not provide food and drink, but it also opens other peaks outside Mingguang Mountain for preparatory disciples to enter.
Hunt monsters for food.
In addition, there are also people who have been slowly operating here for generations, opening restaurants, etc.
It can be said that in addition to the residential area for disciples, there is also a market area at the foot of Mingguang Mountain. This market area is very large, like a loose city, surrounding Mingguang Mountain.
After practicing, Chen Zong walked to the market area.
The market area is bustling with people. Most of them are disciples of Taiyuan Tianzong. Most of them are preparatory disciples. There are also formal disciples who come here to set up stalls and trade.
"Get out of the way, are you deaf?" The arrogant voice was full of anger.
"I'm sorry, brothers, my ears don't work." A young man bowed and apologized with a humble smile. There were three people in front of him, two men and one woman, wearing light blue fitted robes. That was Taiyuan Tian.
A military robe that can only be worn by formal disciples of the sect, a symbol of status.
Young people who humbly apologize are preparing disciples.
Even if the other party bumped into him, he must apologize, because the other party was a formal disciple, and he was a preliminary disciple. Although there were regulations that he could not kill people at will within the scope of Mingguang Mountain, but he was bullied and beaten seriously, but Mingguang Mountain did not care.
, as long as no one is killed.
But if a preparatory disciple provokes a formal disciple without overestimating his ability and is killed, Mingguang Mountain will not punish the formal disciple.
"It's just a small thing, so I'll treat my brothers and sisters to tea. I hope you'll accept it." The young man apologized humbly and took out thirty defective spiritual sources and handed them to him.
"Humph, you know what's going on." The other three people all sneered. The leader reached out and took thirty defective spiritual sources into his hand: "Next time, remember not to block the way casually. If you encounter someone with a bad temper,
Okay, you are a corpse now."
"Thank you, senior brother, for your teaching." The young man nodded quickly and bowed.
"Let's go to Mingfeng Tower for a drink." Taking the thirty inferior spiritual sources, the three formal disciples walked away.
Behind him, the young man clenched his fists and endured silently.
Many people around saw this scene, but no one came forward because they didn't dare or didn't want to, so they just watched indifferently.
Even if they were strangers, Chen Zong would not care about such a thing without any reason.
Those who strive for self-improvement never stop, and those who strive for self-improvement are fearless.
The young man's choice as a disciple was to swallow his anger in exchange for peace and quiet for a while.
In life, there are various choices, and whatever choices you make, you have to bear the consequences.
Chen Zong walked by while looking at the things on both sides of the stalls. There were body parts of monsters, some precious medicines, and some strange things that were found or dug out from the mountains. They might be treasures.
However, nothing caught Chen Zong's attention, so he naturally didn't buy it. Gradually, Chen Zong walked to a restaurant, Mingfeng Tower.
This Mingfeng Building is not run by ordinary people. It has a great background. It is said that it is the property of an elder on Mingguang Mountain.
Although the powerful people in the extraordinary realm have undergone transformation at the level of life, they still cannot escape the fact that they are human beings, and they have various needs as humans.
There may be less demand in this area, but there are still needs in other areas.
Having an industry means having income, and having income means wealth, which equals many things.
Mingfeng Tower is four stories high. Chen Zong stepped onto the first floor and glanced at it. Every table was full of people, and he walked towards the stairs on the second floor.
This move immediately attracted the attention of many people.
"Only formal disciples can enter the second floor. He doesn't look like a formal disciple."
"I have the impression that he is a preparatory disciple who came through some back doors a few days ago and does not understand the rules."
"It turns out that the new guy doesn't know this until he's been taught a lesson and paid a price."
While these people were discussing, Chen Zong had already stepped onto the second floor stairs and walked to the second floor.
At a glance, the second floor was also full.
No one came to intercept him, so Chen Zong walked directly to the third floor.
"Go up."
"Second floor?"
"No, he went to the third floor."
"Third floor!"
Suddenly, there were waves of exclamations.
"He was desperate for his life and he dared to walk to the third floor."
"Ignorant people."
"Although there is no explicit rule that our preparatory disciples cannot go up to the second and third floors, the private rules are like this. By default, only formal disciples can go up to the second floor, and elite disciples can go up to the third floor."
When Mingfeng Tower was first built, there were no such rules, and of course there are none now. Everything was done by the disciples of Mingguang Mountain.
Preparatory disciples can only stay on the first floor, the second floor belongs to the formal disciples, the third floor belongs to the elite disciples, and the fourth floor belongs to the core disciples. Each floor is divided into different levels, so as to distinguish the high and low status.
The results of entering beyond the level are often very bad, but some new disciples don't know this, and they have to pay a price to understand it.
Stepping onto the third floor, Chen Zong glanced at it. The people sitting on the third floor were all wearing blue military robes. There was a bright light on the cuffs of the military robes, which were woven with some special silk thread.
, which symbolizes the status of an elite disciple of Mingguang Mountain.
The eyes that originally just glanced at Chen Zong casually after hearing the footsteps suddenly froze on Chen Zong, and then, traces of dissatisfaction, joking, and annoyance appeared one after another.
"Who are you? Don't you know that this is a place where only elite disciples can come?" After an elite disciple looked at Chen Zong carefully for a few times, he stood up and scolded him in a stern voice.
Other elite disciples also looked over.
"Preparing disciples?" One of the elite disciples walked up to Chen Zong and asked.
Chen Zong nodded.
"Get out of here, this is not a place for disciples to come." This elite disciple had a cold look in his eyes and a bad tone. When he finished speaking, he waved his hand directly. The sleeves of his robe were rolled up and a violent wind roared towards him.
He slapped Chen Zong hard in the face.
You won't die or be seriously injured after being beaten, but the force contained in it will swell your face and cause you to fall down the stairs, which is very embarrassing.
It has to be said that this person's intentions are evil.
Chen Zong's eyes turned cold, and he showed no gesture, but his body was rippling like water waves, causing the opponent's sleeves to fall. Just when he was about to attack for the second time, the sword head struck directly on the opponent's stomach, and the terrifying force was raging.
It surged like a whirlpool, causing the elite disciple to lose strength in an instant. His whole body fell forward and rolled down the stairs, making a thumping sound.
"How dare you take action."
"Get him."
"Kill him."
The other elite disciples seemed to be enraged, and they all released an astonishing momentum. After locking Chen Zong, they started to kill Chen Zong one after another.
Each of these elite disciples is very powerful, all of them have reached the eight-star combat power level, and their attacks are astonishingly powerful.
These elite disciples are not too old, probably in their thirties, but they look about the same as in their twenties, but they have eight-star combat power. On Chaotian Island, they are the top geniuses
Level one, not inferior to Xiahou Ba and his ilk, even stronger than Xiahou Ba and his ilk.
This also made Chen Zong even more surprised by the quality of geniuses here in Canglan Continent. Indeed, due to the better cultivation environment and resources as well as the influence of various inheritance factors, cultivation here has become easier.
Thoughts flashed across his mind. Facing numerous attacks, Chen Zong was unambiguous. His figure remained motionless. The Tianyang Sword was unsheathed and he swiped out of the air in front of him, like a crescent moon lying in front of him, sweeping everything away.
Attacks cut and shatter.
The sword's power penetrated the sky, swept across the crowd, and directly knocked all the dozen elite disciples away.
Chen Zong used skillful energy and did not strike hard. He just pushed them back. If it was a life and death battle, this sword would have killed them. What he wanted was just shock.
"Who are you?" After a dozen elite disciples stood up, their eyes were filled with confusion, and they did not dare to take any more shots. When the sword wind of the sword just passed over their bodies, they felt a creepy feeling. They were not stupid, and they realized
The opponent's strength is much stronger than his own. Even if more than a dozen people come together, they may not be his opponents.
"Preparatory disciples." Chen Zongdao immediately asked: "Who stipulates that preliminary disciples can only eat on the first floor? Is there such a rule in Mingfeng Tower?"
A dozen elite disciples looked at each other and saw that Mingfeng Tower did not have such rules. These rules were just initiated by some disciples of Mingguang Mountain based on their status.
Over time, it became a rule if not a rule.
In the past, it was not that there were no preparatory disciples who wanted to break this rule. After all, there were capable people among the preparatory disciples, but at most they would just break into the second floor to show off their power, and then be suppressed.
Here at Mingguang Mountain, the preparatory disciples are uneven, but generally they are relatively ordinary, otherwise they would not be reduced to preparatory disciples. As for the formal disciples, they are naturally outstanding, and basically everyone is under thirty years old.
All have seven-star combat power.
As for elite disciples, they must have eight-star combat power.
The core disciples are stronger, with nine-star combat power and master-level masters.
This level is definitely much stronger than those high-grade sects on Chaotian Island.
"It is true that there are no explicit rules in Mingfeng Tower, but this rule was set by the three secret brothers. Don't you want to break the rules of the three secret brothers?" One of the elite disciples shouted angrily.
The disciple level of Taiyuan Tianzong is very clear. The core disciples are not the highest, and there are secret disciples above them.
Every secret disciple is a powerful person in the human realm. In other words, only those who have achieved the human realm can be qualified to become secret disciples. Each of them has a very high status and can even compete with some of the lower levels in each mountain.
comparable to the elders.
"I heard that Mingfeng Tower is the property of Elder Mingyi. Elder Mingyi does not have such rules. Are the three secret disciples planning to exceed their authority, or are they planning to occupy Mingfeng Tower for themselves?" As soon as Chen Zong finished speaking,
The expressions of a dozen elite disciples changed drastically.
This is a bit heartbreaking to say.
The status of secret disciples is indeed high, comparable to some lower-level elders, but Elder Mingyi is the most powerful elder in Mingguang Mountain after the master of Mingguang Mountain, and any secret disciple must be respectful in front of him.