Deacons make things difficult

Time was not long, so Song Zhong followed the boy into the yard. Li Ping waved his hand to drive away the boy, and then looked at Song Zhong with a look of surprise, his eyes wide open.

Xiaopang was furrowed all over when he saw him, so he had to smile first: "Dashi Li, why do you think of me like this?"

"Ah~" Li Ping woke up and hurriedly said, "Song Zhong, oh no, Junior Brother Song, you are so rude. I didn't expect you to enter the innate realm? I wonder, have you had any adventures?"

"No~" Xiaopang shook his head quickly and said, "I am just a servant who takes out the trash. I have never even left the mountain gate. How can there be an adventure?"

"But~" Li Ping said stutteringly, "But, why do your cultivation grow so fast?"

"One is because I ate a lot of good food when I was a child, and there is also a good martial arts. The other is also the result of my hard work. I meditate for more than eight hours a day!" Song Zhong did not dare to say the matter about Zhuzi, nor did he dare to show off his own relationship, so he hurriedly cleared his relationship.

"Ah, so that's how it is!" Li Ping then slapped his forehead and said, "I said, it's better for your parents!" Obviously, he attributed everything to Song Zhong's parents and directly ignored Song Zhong's efforts.

Xiaopang rolled his eyes directly, and then said a little impatiently: "Dashi Li, I am already in the innate realm now. Look, according to the rules of the sect, can I be a formal disciple!"

"Ah, of course!" Li Ping said immediately: "Since the sect rules are written like this, it's definitely not wrong. Come with me!"

Although Li Ping still looked down on Song Zhong, he did not dare to violate the rules of the door. So he took Song Zhong to a room lukewarmly, and then found a jade sign from somewhere and said, "Song Zhong is right? Your name is really depressing!"

As he said that, he used his skills to carve the words Song Zhong on the jade token, and then handed it to Xiaopang and said, "This is your identity jade token. With it, you will be a disciple outside!"

"Thank you, Deacon!" Song Zhong hurriedly took it with a smile, then looked at it happily, and suddenly found that Li Ping was staring at him blankly, without any next move, so he said in confusion: "Dacon Li, don't the disciples outside have a flying sword, a magic weapon and a storage bag, and you are also getting it here?"

When Li Ping heard this, he was so angry that he was so angry that he thought, why are there such idiots in the world? He didn’t know how to give me something to me? If everyone is like you, then I’ll drink the northwest wind? Thinking of this, he gritted his teeth and said, “Senior Brother Song, since you know this, do you know the rules here?”

Xiaopang was stunned at first, and then realized that this guy was asking for bribes from him! However, Xiaopang was the one who was left with nothing, and the houses, property, etc. left by his parents were taken back. Even his clothes were distributed by the sect. Where could he have spare money to bribe?

So he could only pretend to be stupid and said, "Rules? What rules are they? I really don't understand!"

"You~" Li Ping shivered in anger, but he still had no choice but to do anything to him. He couldn't beat his junior brother for such a trivial matter, right? If the other party was still a servant, he would naturally beat and scold him casually. But now he is an outer disciple after all, so he still has to keep a little face. But, hum, boy, don't take advantage!

Thinking of this, Li Ping said angrily: "If you don't know, forget it, this is your flying sword, storage bag, you can leave!" As he said that, he casually took out a black flying sword and a worn bag and threw it on the table.

Xiaopang hurriedly put it away and asked, "Deacon, where is the magic weapon? Didn't it mean that the sect also issued the lowest-level magic weapon?"

"According to the regulations, there are magic weapons, but now there is no goods, please wait first, when will I get it, I will give it to you!" After saying that, Li Ping turned his face, shook his sleeves, and shouted: "Boy, take the guests away!"

"Yes~" the boy ran over again.

Xiaopang looked stupid, but in fact he was very clumsy. He knew that this kid wanted to obscene his magic weapon. Although he was so angry that he still smiled foolishly: "Since that's the case, I'll say goodbye first!" After that, he followed the boy away.

Looking at Song Zhong's figure leaving, Li Ping said disdainfully: "A stupid and talentless waste! I'm too lazy to pay attention to you!" If Xiaopang had good talent and had hope of promotion, Li Ping would not have been like this. But the problem is that Xiaopang's talent is too poor. Li Ping believed that he was mediocre in this life, so he naturally had no scruples.

Xiaopang, who had not yet left, was furious when he heard this and cursed intently: "Old bastard, wait. When I become rich, I will make you cry and call you mother!"

After returning to his wooden house angrily, Xiaopang entered his natal magic weapon space and took out the two things. He first picked up the flying sword and looked at it. The sword was one foot and three inches long and black. It was made of black iron. However, the pits on it were covered with scars, and the sword head was missing. The magic array carved on it was a little damaged, looking like it was about to be finished at any time.

Xiaopang cursed in anger: "Okay, Li Ping, can you find a flying sword that is worse than this? This broken thing is probably antique from hundreds of years ago, so you really have the nerve to give it to me!"

When he was so excited that Xiaopang almost wanted to throw it into the black soil to decompose it. But after thinking about it, he still couldn't bear to do so. After all, this was his first flying sword in his life. It's better than not!

Fortunately, Xiaopang now has countless treasures, so he doesn't care about this loss. Thinking of this, he was in a better mood and threw the flying sword aside. Song Zhong picked up the broken storage bag again, and he explored his spiritual sense and found less than half a radius of space.

"Damn, that's the case? The standard storage bag has 150% space!" Song Zhong cursed again: "This must be a piece of waste that people have used for hundreds of years. Grandma's. Didn't I give you some benefits? You actually used this kind of garbage to dispose of me and deducted my magic weapon! Damn Li Ping, an immortal bastard, we're not done!"

In a rage, Song Zhong threw the broken thing directly on the black soil, but the next moment, he immediately picked it up and said to himself: "No, I can't let it disappear. If I don't have a storage bag in my hand, I will take out something casually, which will cause people to doubt. Forget it, just use it as a cover!"

Thinking of this, Xiaopang had no choice but to put it away again. Then he said to himself: "Forget it, I don't plan to live on these garbage anyway. It's urgent to take away the scattered things so as not to be suspicious. Then he stayed in seclusion for a while and collected some good things. At the same time, the news of my promotion passed, and then exchanged these materials for elixirs and treasures. The rest is to practice hard, and you must practice it in a good way!"

After thinking about these things clearly, Song Zhong adjusted his mindset and went out to continue looking for various deacons to ask for rewards from the sects.

Generally speaking, in addition to those three things, anyone who becomes an outer disciple can also receive a set of basic practice techniques, as well as methods of alchemy, weapon refining and talisman making, which is also established to allow them to contribute to the sect.

Of course, these things are the most basic and trashy. If you want to get better things, you must buy them with spirit stones. Spirit stones can only be earned by working for the sect. For example, helping the sect make talismans, refining elixirs or refining weapons can all be charged a certain amount of reward. Then they can use these rewards in exchange for advanced martial arts, or elixirs for cultivation and other materials. This is the path that most external disciples need to go through. Only after being called inner disciples can you obtain sufficient cultivation items without producing them.

There are only two ways to be called an inner disciple. One is that he is extremely talented. Such a genius will be rushed to be his disciples by the masters in the sect. With them, he naturally has nothing to lack, and only one mind can practice.

As for the outer disciples, they can only rely on their own diligence to practice, cultivate to the thirteenth level of the innate heaven, and successfully build the foundation, and then they can become inner disciples.

Building the foundation is Xiaopang's future goal. In order to achieve the goal as soon as possible, he cleaned up his anger and rushed to collect his own things after he was angry with Li Ping. As a result, Song Zhong was once again troubled by various deacons. After learning that Xiaopang had no benefits, they sneered Song Zhong and sarcastically said that he would casually take out a few super garbage secrets that no one else looked down upon and drove him away.

From beginning to end, Song Zhong had a silly smile on his face. He had experienced countless similar things, and his mood was extremely tolerant. Only then did he argue with these idiots. What he had to do was to remember their faces in his heart, and then use this anger on his cultivation, when will the foundation be successfully established, and when will he come back to take revenge!

"It's not too late for a gentleman to take revenge!" Xiaopang, with a pile of garbage and full of resentment, returned to his residence directly without even eating. Fortunately, after entering the innate realm, the monks' requirements for food were not very high. Although they had not reached the state of fasting, they would not be hungry even if they didn't eat for a few days.

After returning, Song Zhong threw the pile of garbage aside and began to think about it. He is no longer a servant, so he doesn't have to pick up garbage every day. Then the remaining time can be used to practice.

However, when you reach the innate realm and want to practice, you must use auxiliary measures. It is far from enough to rely on the rich spiritual energy of Xuantian Villa. It must be combined with elixirs and spirit stones, and good skills are indispensable. Unfortunately, they do not have all of these. However, Song Zhong is not in a hurry. With such a perverted natal magic weapon, he has everything.

After practicing the natal magic power for a night, Xiaopang got up early the next morning. He hurriedly washed up and picked up the broken flying sword with the broken tip of the sword. Today, he is going to formally practice flying with swords.

Flying on the Sword is the biggest difference between a cultivator and a mortal. With this, a cultivator can truly be called a cultivator. If you can't even fly, then no one will be able to look at you.
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