"Lu Hansheng, you used to be a decent person, why have you fallen so recently?"
The official disciple sarcastically asked, "Is it because you have stayed with those low-class people for a long time, and those who are close to Mo are black?"
The so-called inferior people naturally refer to Lu Hansheng's three roommates.
Lu Hansheng finally spoke, "It doesn't matter whether you are inferior or not. This is Yunyang Temple. Your wealth and background are of limited use."
"Most of my money has been squandered by you, and I'm afraid not even a cent has been spent on management."
"Now that I'm quitting, we can get together and relax, and at least give me back 70% to 80%."
He knew that he was now isolated and helpless, and Tie Qingfa behind him could not do anything. Tu Dayou went to find Wang Fu. If he could arrive in time, he could still help.
The disciples around him include those from the Leihuo Palace and those from the Sanqing Palace. Many of them had been in contact with him and had eaten and drank together, but now they were hanging high and pretending to be nothing.
"This is what is called connections!"
Lu Hansheng swore in his heart that if he could pass the test today, he would go all out to host Wang Fu in the future.
The other party's wanton insults and reprimands were based on the fact that they had registered disciples as their backers. If they had registered disciples here, they would definitely not suffer humiliation.
"Lu Hansheng, let alone 70% or 80%, not even 10%."
Several introductory disciples of Sanqing Hall shook their heads and spread their hands, but did not say a word.
All the property equivalent to ten thousand taels was swallowed up, and he refused to spit out any of it. This is too much!
Lu Hansheng's eyes turned red. This was because he was deliberately trying to kill him!
"You are too imbecile!"
The next moment, the official disciple of Sanqing Hall snorted coldly, muttered something, and a ball of light appeared on his fingertips.
"Bright Light Spell!"
The entrance talisman of Sanqing Palace has the same status as the Great Wind Curse of Thunder Fire Palace.
When Lu Hansheng saw that the other party was tearing his face, he did not sit still and waited for death. He raised his hand and cast the wind spell.
brush!
Lu Hansheng had made great progress during these days. After a few breaths, a strong wind blew out, and the clothes of everyone around him rose up, making a hunting sound.
However, the other party is a registered disciple, and the Mingguang Curse has been around for six to seven years.
Qinghui tore through the strong wind and fell in front of Lu Hansheng. It stung his eyes and eyeballs and made him burst into tears on the spot.
"They took action!"
Although he couldn't see clearly, Tu Dayou's voice and Wang Fu's footsteps could be heard in his ears, indicating that reinforcements had finally arrived.
When Wang Fu arrived, he saw a ball of light coming out of Lu Hansheng's body, apparently being attacked by a spell.
"ah!"
Lu Hansheng was like a fire, his skin was peeled off, the light seemed bright, but in fact it was also lethal.
"Destroy it!"
Wang Fu stretched out his fingers towards Lu Hansheng, and a whirlwind as thick as his fist rose and revolved around Lu Hansheng. The light was compressed and twisted, and after holding on for a few breaths, it was broken into countless fragments of light.
The strong wind then circulated, wrapping up all the broken light and blowing it over the wall and disappearing.
Tu Dayou quickly stepped forward and helped Lu Hansheng stand up. Tie Qingfa approached them as if he had received a general amnesty.
"Why does this senior fellow from the Sanqing Palace have time to teach our fellow disciples from the Thunder Fire Palace?"
Wang Fu has a lot of friends, and this person is equipped with a seal, which is a symbol of his official status as a registered disciple.
After being naturalized and registered as a formal disciple, you can engrave your own seal.
As soon as he opened his mouth, he grasped the key point. Sanqing Palace and Thunder Fire Palace were independent of each other. Even if the other party was an elder, it would be difficult for him to attack Lu Hansheng.
"Who are you?"
The official disciples were slightly surprised. The strong wind spell Wang Fu cast just now was not something that ordinary disciples could use.
"Wang Fu, Lu Hansheng's roommate."
"I see!"
Hearing Wang Fu announce his family status, the official disciple suddenly realized, "Is your family a pig butcher or a blacksmith?"
Wang Fu shook his head, "No, my family is farming!"
"It doesn't matter if you are here. If Lu Hansheng is ill today, we will not care about him and take him away."
At this time, Lu Hansheng's eyes had not yet recovered, and he was blurry and crying. When he heard this, he shouted, "Impossible, give me my money back."
Wang Fu turned around and nodded solemnly to him, "Don't worry, leave it to me."
"Senior brothers from Sanqing Palace, Lu Hansheng was beaten by you, so there needs to be an explanation for the matter!"
Wang Fu's tone was very polite, giving the other party the wrong impression that he was a bumpkin from a farm who had never seen the big world.
"What do you want to say?"
Wang Fu nodded firmly, "You have to pay for the soup and medicine."
The crowd booed. This was too cowardly and boring.
"Hehehe!"
Several Sanqing Palace disciples, as well as the official disciple who was registered, laughed. You are a philistine, and you have not forgotten to ask for benefits at this time.
"How much do you want!"
The registered disciples knew that the power of the Bright Light Spell he had just cast was limited, and Wang Fu's timely action would inevitably cause the skin to become red, swollen and peeling, and the eyes would be unable to see. It would be gone in ten days at most.
Just give him a dozen or eight taels casually and pass it around.
"Well……"
Wang Fu counted a few times with his fingers and quoted the price, "I'll give you the fraction. It's not too much or too little. It's exactly a round number, ten thousand taels."
Lu Hansheng raised his head sharply, knowing that Wang Fu was not trying to settle the matter, but was trying to stand up for him.
"you……"
The disciples of Sanqing Hall were mistaken. They thought it was a bumpkin, but they didn't expect it to be a leopard.
"Everyone get out of the way!"
The official disciple looked unkind, waved his hands to the followers to move away, and took a few steps forward to approach Wang Fu.
"You want to stand up for Lu Hansheng, do you have the ability?"
The disciples watching the excitement all around exclaimed that the other party was a formal disciple with extraordinary strength. Now Wang Fu had kicked the iron plate.
The disciples of Sanqing Palace asked in a low voice, "Who is this?"
"Wang Fu, don't underestimate him, he has a background."
The disciples of the Thunder Fire Palace were naturally on Wang Fu's side, but the other party was an official disciple of the Sanqing Palace and was not a good man or woman.
As we all know, the new disciples who enter the temple every year, the ones with the highest qualifications, are all wanted to leave by the Sanqing Temple, and the rest belong to the Thunder Fire Temple.
There is a gap in qualifications, but after five years of training, one can imagine how big the gap is.
What's more, although Wang Fu is top-notch among ordinary disciples and has only been a disciple for half a year, how can he be the opponent of the official disciples of Sanqing Hall?
"Wang Fu, right? Both Sanqing and Leihuo are all disciples of Yunyang Temple. As a senior brother, I also have the responsibility to give you some advice."
As he said that, he raised his hand and said, "Sect member of Sanqing Palace, Zhang Jinyu, junior brother please."
The implication was that he just wanted to discuss things with Wang Fu on the spot.
The disciples of the Thunder Fire Palace were shocked when they heard this. This was not a discussion, it was clearly an excuse to punish someone.
But the other party was a formal disciple, and his words were high-sounding, so it was hard for anyone to say anything.
Tu Dayou and other roommates were also worried, fearing that Wang Fu would agree to it.
"What I wish for."
In full view of everyone, Wang Fu did not hesitate for too long and decisively agreed.
He didn't believe it. A formal disciple, with at most three levels of cultivation and not yet reaching the Jiuqu realm, would dare to treat himself like a vegetable?
Wang Fu thought that he couldn't defeat Lang Xiaochen, and he couldn't defeat this unknown person, passerby Jia.