Taihao Gold Medal

Chapter 16 The Nether Abyss Mission
In the Golden Rainbow Valley Qisha Cave, as the sixth junior sister Kong Xiu and the seventh junior brother Xuan Yuying finished their respective swordsmanship exercises, basically everyone was in a state of silence, including Zhang Lie himself.

"There is nothing to be ashamed of. The combined years of my two lives are not as long as my master's. I have combined my two lives, and I have never seen a second person who kills people as casually as eating and drinking."

"Mumble."

Because of nervousness, he subconsciously swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

However, Zhang Lie's reaction was already very slight. Wei Boyuan, Cheng Xuesong and even Yin Yifei who were beside him trembled slightly with fear, even though he had never touched a finger of him since childhood.

But under the rage, the air around Taoist Qisha seemed to become alienated and heavy, as thick and cold as corpse water.

At this moment, sixth junior sister Kong Xiu and seventh junior brother Xuan Yuying knelt in front of Taoist Qisha and put their heads on the ground, they were basically terrified.

Kong Xiu really doesn't have the talent for swordsmanship, and he doesn't like it.

As for Xuan Yuying, it was because he was too nervous.

Zhang Lie who was standing on the side could see that Xuan Yuying had put in a lot of hard work this past year, but because of being too nervous when practicing sword skills, the sword formulas were messed up, and the sword skills that should have been well-known and fluent appeared. Obvious flaws.

However, Taoist Qisha didn't let him continue to practice at all, and he was in the current situation under his anger.

"Old Qixuan Yuying, from today onwards will be demoted as an outer disciple. Manmei, please remember to notify the Zongmen General Affairs Hall."

"Yes."

Even though she was reluctant, Li Manmei still didn't dare to disobey at this time.

Last year, Xuan Yuying had already been demoted from a registered disciple to an inner disciple. At this moment, he was kneeling there with his head on the ground. Zhang Lie, who was standing on the side, could already see that this guy was already in tears.

Taoist Qisha said indifferently, but it almost decided Xuan Yuying's fate for half of her life.

From a named disciple to an inner disciple, although there is some loss of rights and interests, the monthly contribution remains the same, all ten low-grade spirit stones, while the monthly contribution of the outer disciples is reduced to five low-grade spirit stones, and the outer disciple's monthly contribution is reduced to five low-grade spirit stones. Disciples are also called miscellaneous disciples. They need to be responsible for a lot of complicated affairs every day, and they hardly have enough time to practice.

"Master, I know I was wrong. Master, please forgive me, please forgive me. I was demoted to an outer disciple, and the patriarch will definitely kill me with his own hands, Master!"

Xuan Yuying was born in the Xiuxian family, which will certainly bring some convenience, but at the same time, it will be subject to some restrictions. The family paid a lot of money and sent him to the sect of Taoist Qisha, but within a few years, he was downgraded to an outer disciple. , once this matter is reported to the family, one can imagine what kind of pressure Xuan Yuying will bear.

"Master, isn't this punishment too much?"

Gritting her teeth, the elder sister Li Manmei finally stepped forward to try to persuade her. She has served Taoist Qisha for many years, so although she is a disciple, she still has some face.

"Yes, Master, Seventh Junior Brother's swordsmanship has obviously improved a lot compared to before, which shows that he has put in a lot of hard work, but he just didn't perform well today."

When Li Manmei stepped forward, Zhang Lie also stepped forward to make a relief.

Releasing the siege is still secondary, he is more unwilling to let himself be completely suppressed by someone, so there is naturally a sense of arrogance in his heart.

What's more, Xuan Yuying has a good relationship with her.

"I've made up my mind, you don't need to say any more. Fifth, come in with me."

Saying that, Taoist Qisha turned around and walked into the house.

This kind of resoluteness and relentlessness made Li Manmei sigh softly and say no more, she knew in her heart that it would be useless to say anything else.

However, at this moment, Xuan Yuying, who was kneeling there, completely broke out because of the great fear and unbearable pressure.

The boy kneeling there looked at Kong Xiu who let out a long breath and relaxed his tense body beside him, and suddenly got up.

"Why? My swordsmanship is at least better than that of Senior Sister Six. Why should I be punished and she won't?"

"By... slap!"

Xuan Yuying, who stood up, hadn't even uttered the second roar, Taoist Qisha turned around and waved his sleeves, and a sharp sword energy suddenly swept on Xuan Yuying's cheeks.

With a click, from Zhang Lie's perspective, Xuan Yuying's whole body was beaten into a volley and then fell heavily to the ground.

Zhang Lie almost felt that his head was tilted by Master's sleeve!

After he was knocked down to the ground, he scanned with his spiritual sense to confirm that his vital signs still existed. Although he fainted, he was not dead yet, so he breathed a sigh of relief from the bottom of his heart.

"Old Seven!"

"Brother Xuan!"

Seeing this scene, everyone else rushed towards Xuan Yuying, only Zhang Lie followed Taoist Qisha into the room, and someone who stood aside ignored Xuan Yuying and watched Zhang Lie's back.

Unwilling, angry?Painful, wronged?
In the face of the almost absolute strength of the cultivation base, it is best to keep these meaningless emotions in your heart and not to show them. If emotional outbursts are really stronger than calm and rational, then this world has long been a paradise for paranoia.

"Fifth, do you also think I've gone too far?"

After entering the room, Taoist Qisha walked to the round table and poured himself a cup of tea, and drank it with his head raised, as if drinking wine.

In fact, Daoist Qisha was very fond of wine back then, but because his late teacher stopped him, he never drank again in these years.

"Since ancient times, strict teachers have produced high-level apprentices. Without the strict requirements of the master, the swordsmanship cultivation of the senior brothers and sisters would not be as high as it is today."

Zhang Lie saluted and said this sincerely.

In a world where competition is brutal, having a strict and stern master is definitely not a bad thing, he really thinks so.

"In the first ten years of the new disciple's entry, the sect usually does not force the assignment of tasks. Whether you want to learn weapon refining or alchemy, or want to be a spiritual husband, as long as you have the willingness to find a channel, no matter what you want to do No sect will stop it."

"However, after ten years, in many cases, what kind of sect tasks you need to do is up to you. The Hall of General Affairs will arrange for the disciple to complete the sect's tasks according to his cultivation and proficiency, such as expelling monsters, or chasing monsters." Killing traitors, inquiring about information, guarding mine veins, etc., the monks who are most likely to die in Zongmen missions every year are those disciples who have just started to perform such Zongmen missions. I would rather Xuan Yuying hate me to the bone in the future than him like Now that I've been half-heartedly messing around for ten years, and then died outside, since I have accepted his Xuan family's apprenticeship ceremony, I will do what Yin Tianchou thinks I should do."

"Can't perform well because of nervousness? When the sword is pointed in front of his eyes and a lot of people die on the ground, can he perform well?"

"...After many years, the seventh junior brother should be able to understand the good intentions of the master."

"Not to mention, it's just that everyone gets what they need in exchange of interests." Taoist Qisha raised his hand and turned around slowly.

At this moment, the tall and thin middle-aged Taoist stared at Zhang Lie with his somewhat gray eyes, and said after a while:
"Old five, I have heard about the incident where you killed and sneaked into the casual cultivator. Uncle Wang from the Hall of Law Enforcement also praised you to me. You do have some natural sword bones, but have you considered yourself? after?"

"Please teach me, Master."

"You are also a monk from a family. Because of your own circumstances, you have earned some good spirit stones, but you, like me, are talented in the cultivation of the four spiritual roots. At least before forming a golden core, people like us are more In the future, the more difficult it is to practice and progress, the greater the consumption of resources, and the foundation building pill of Zongmen Jubao Xianlou requires at least [-] good deeds to exchange, and sometimes it will bid for [-] good deeds. Have you considered these things? ever?"

This time, without waiting for Zhang Lie to respond, Yin Tianchou has continued to speak:

"We all practice swords, and the way can only be taken from the sword. Today, I have one thing I want to 'take what we need' with you, but you can decide whether to do it or not."

As he spoke, Yin Tianchou took out a scroll and threw it into Zhang Lie's hand.

"open to take a look."

Zhang Lie opened the scroll to look at it, but saw that it was a sect task scroll: "Enter the Nether Abyss of the Valley of Myriad Tribulations, wipe out evil spirits, and suppress the Netherworld!"

(End of this chapter)