"Ye Chu! I am a formal disciple!" Du Liang said excitedly to Ye Chu, dancing a little.

"I understand!" Ye Chu felt that Du Liang was sick, so if he became a formal disciple, he would become a formal disciple. He would be chanting thousands of times every day these days. Ye Chu was afraid that he would only say this at that time.

Seeing Ye Chu's expression of impatientness, Du Liang laughed, thinking that his reaction was a bit disappointing. However, he just couldn't suppress the excitement in his body.

"You don't know that there are as many as a thousand practitioners going to test this time, but only thirty of them can pass. Even those senior brothers who have the hope of entering were defeated. I originally thought I had no chance, but I never thought that I would be taken care of by gods, and I would easily become a formal disciple all the way." When Du Liang said this, he couldn't help but think that the power suddenly emerged in his body at the last level was really like a divine helper.

Ye Chu shrugged, thinking that your god was standing in front of him. You might as well worship him a few times! However, in order to help Du Liang, Ye Chu was almost discovered by the king of Tianxiao Pavilion. If he was discovered, it would be troublesome. His injury was not healed, and Yuan Ling was isolated by the Cold Fire Emperor, and his strength was greatly reduced.

If someone finds out that someone is bad about someone else's rules on his territory, he still doesn't know what will happen.

"Just become a formal disciple. If you practice well, you will definitely become a strong man." Ye Chu smiled at Du Liang. This guy has been baptized by the holy liquid and is no longer the same as before. As long as he is given a chance, he will not be worse than other practitioners, or even much stronger.

"Hehe!" Du Liang was still immersed in excitement until he was called out by someone, and then he realized that he dragged Ye Chu to run out of the wooden house quickly.

Outside the wooden house, there are several practitioners wearing the clothes of the disciples of Tianxiao Pavilion. The practitioners led by them are a little thin, but their eyes are extremely cold.

"Senior Brother Huo Nong, why are you here?" Du Liang was surprised. The man in front of him was naturally familiar with him. He was a traitor disciple like him, but he became a formal disciple five years ago. After that, he became a high-ranking disciple and never looked at them traitor disciples. He never expected that Huo Nong, who had not paid attention to him for five years, would come to him on his own initiative.

Huo Nong seemed not interested in greeting Du Liang. He asked the two disciples who were following him to take out and take a box, and send it to Du Liang and said, "If you become a formal disciple, you will change your clothes to those of formal disciples in the future. This is what the sect sends you."

Du Liang then suddenly realized that Huo Nong was sending him supplies for his formal disciples. No wonder he came, afraid it was ordered by the elders in the pavilion.

"Thank you, Senior Brother Huonong, but I don't know when the Lingyuan Pill will be given to me this month." Du Liang's heart was like a mirror. He stayed here for so many years. He knew that the supplies sent to formal disciples were indispensable. Moreover, the first time I sent a lot of them, with a total of hundreds of pills. Seeing that Huonong did not mention the Lingyuan Pill at all, Du Liang thought that he was afraid that he would not keep it, and he knew clearly about Huonong's character.

Huo Nong glanced at Du Liang, and did not deny taking it. He snorted and said, "The unwritten rules in the pavilion, the new disciples should respect their senior brothers. I will collect those spiritual elixirs for you."

This sentence made Du Liang look so ugly. He knew that there was such a rule in the pavilion. But filial piety was only half of filial piety, and he kept half of it. It was like all the Huoguo occupied at this moment.

"Senior Brother Huo Nong, my junior brother has just become a formal disciple and is in need of spiritual elixir practice. You have taken it all, this..." Du Liang said with some dissatisfaction.

"What? Do you still have any objections?" Huo Nong snorted, suppressing his momentum. The powerful momentum was pressing on Du Liang. Du Liang took a few steps back by the pressure, and his face was pale.

"I don't know what luck you have, but you can become a formal disciple. But what if you become a formal disciple? You'd better be more sensible in front of me. In the future, half of the resources you send in the pavilion will be given to us." Huo Nong stared at Du Liang, his face calm, obviously he was familiar with such things.

If Du Liang can accept such threats, half of the resources are given to him. So why do you still practice?

"You dream!" Du Liang gritted his teeth and shouted angrily despite Huo Nong's majesty oppression on him and made him breathlessly.

"Every disciple who has just become a formal practitioner said this, but later I was afraid of being beaten and became honest. I advise you to be more sensible and not let me attack you." Huo Nong stared at Du Liang and sneered, "You have not been accepted as a disciple by the master, and you have no place to complain if you beat me."

"you……"

"What are you?" Huo Nong said coldly, "Remember what I said, and from now on, half of the resources given to you in the Pavilion will be given to me every month."

Du Liang gritted his teeth, stared at Huo Nong's face ashen, and his fists were tightly clenched.

"What? Do you want to hit someone? Haha, okay, then I will teach you a good lesson first so that you can understand your status and be more well-behaved in front of us in the future." Huo Nong laughed and walked towards Du Liang.

As he walked, the powerful pressure made Du Liang's face pale. The strength of the fire farmer reached the eighth level of innate realm, and it was not only a little bit stronger than Du Liang. Just relying on his pressure alone, it made Du Liang difficult to breathe.

Seeing Huo Nong walking to him and seeing his hand rising, Du Liang's face changed drastically. He wanted to dodge, but there was no possibility of dodging at all, so he could only watch the slap fall.

"I will teach you a lesson today and tell you to be a human being with your tail in the future!" Huo Nong laughed loudly, slapped it directly, and fell on Du Liang's face.

Du Liang closed his eyes and gritted his teeth to take the slap. But after waiting for a long time, he could not see the slap fall. Du Liang opened his eyes in confusion, and the scene in front of him surprised him.

I don't know when Ye Chu was standing beside him, and his hand was just grabbing Huonong's arm. Huonong's face turned blue at this moment, and he let him grit his teeth and wave his arms, but he was unable to struggle out of Ye Chu's palm.

"Ye...Ye Chu..." Du Liang stuttered and stared at Ye Chu blankly.

"As such a beautiful peach blossom view, you will shout and kill as soon as you come over. That's not good." Ye Chu grabbed the other party's hand, watching the other party's struggle with redness and pig liver color, and a smile on his lips.

Du Liang wiped his eyes hard, and saw that the powerful Huo Nong was not even likely to struggle. He looked at Ye Chu with admiration.

Du Liang has also guessed that Ye Chu may have good strength in his performance these days, but Ye Chu usually meditates and does not have a trace of strength to exude, and he also thinks that Ye Chu is unlikely to be too strong.

But at this moment, Ye Chu surprised him.

"Hurry, fuck him down!" Huo Nong saw that he couldn't struggle, and shouted to the two practitioners beside him. His arms were so painful that he felt like he was about to be pinched off by the other party.
Chapter completed!