natural fairy species

Chapter 66
The curved water flows, and the flowers on the eaves are Su Su.

On Weizhi Peak, in the peach blossom forest, a clear mountain stream flows by, occasionally a few fat fish jump out of the water.

Dozens of handyman disciples were busy before and after, and the water-like spiritual food and spiritual fruit were delivered to the long table, and two calf-like beasts rolled back and forth on a grill, exuding a tempting aroma.

Several young people caught a big fish from time to time when they were fishing in the stream.

One of the cold young men raised the rod three times in a row, but it was empty. He threw the rod away in embarrassment and walked to the grill.

"If you become a cultivator, you can't escape the fate of the Air Force!"

A group of inner disciples agreed not to use mana, but only rely on their personal ability to compete in fishing.

After only half an hour, Bai Zichen looked at his empty fish basket and the people next to him full of fishing goods, so he decisively changed the item.

"Brother Bai, try this piece of roast meat, it's very tasty."

Among the monks, those who have achieved come first.

Therefore, Gan Guangde is almost a round older than Bai Zichen, and he is still called a senior brother.

This newly promoted junior has a broad face, but as a newly promoted inner disciple, he is older than almost everyone present.

He greets everyone warmly, makes friends deliberately, and keeps his attitude low.

After all, at his age, if there is no special opportunity, any disciple present will have a better future than him.

"Thanks."

Bai Zichen took the barbecue and looked Gan Guangde up and down.

At the sixth level of Qi Refining, the mana is solid and concise, and the foundation is well laid.

The two chatted one after another, anyway, Bai Zichen had no acquaintance among inner disciples, so he was happy and quiet.

"Yo, isn't this Bai Zichen?"

A fiery red figure rushed over in a hurry, turned back and said condescendingly.

"It doesn't matter if I let you take the first step, I still became an inner disciple. A parallel importer is a parallel importer. No one in the inner sect thinks highly of you. You can only keep warm with such bastards, right?"

Mo Changfei's harsh words swept Gan Guangde into it, and his disdain was beyond words.

Gan Guangde's face was flushed red, anger welled up in his eyes, and he clenched his fists to restrain his impulse.

His biggest purpose in coming to the inner sect is to make friends with fellow sects and increase contacts.

As a direct descendant of the Huofeng Mo family, Mo Changfei is far superior to Gan Guangde in terms of status, background and prospects.

Under all kinds of scruples, Gan Guangde looked forward and backward, but did not dare to refute for a while, and swallowed his anger.

"Junior Brother Mo, didn't your clan teach you the dignity of elders and inferiors before you came to Qingfeng Gate? I entered the inner sect before you, so you should call me Senior Brother."

Bai Zichen chuckled, he had always had a dislike for Mo Changfei, not to mention that this person was involved in framing him.

As for the addition of such an opponent, he didn't take it seriously at all, the sect was no better than the outside world, no matter how powerful the Huofeng Mo clan was, the influence he could exert was limited.

And Bai Zichen has just looked it over clearly, the first two Gan Guangde and Tan Qin in this competition are both at the sixth level of Qi Refining, Mo Changfeng is at the same level, and his magic weapon must be better than the other two, plus the famous one The fire phoenix bloodline can only get third place.

Let him lower the true ability of this dude to another level.

"As for my status as an inner sect disciple was bestowed by the head sect, whether or not Junior Brother Mo is welcome to raise objections to the Hall of Law Enforcement. If you still refuse to accept it, then follow the ancient sect's law and go to the arena to do a fight, life or death does not matter!"

At the end, Bai Zichen still had a smile on the corner of his mouth, and the words in his mouth were extremely cold, with a murderous intent.

If Bai Zichen hadn't happened to go to Chuan Gong Hall to read a lot of classics a few days ago, he really didn't know that Qingfeng Sect, which has always claimed to be an authentic Taoist sect, still has such an ancient tradition.

This tradition originated from the Qingfeng Sect’s dojo when it first opened. When the foothold was not stable, they fought with monsters and local monks. Get used to it.

Because the resources for cultivating immortals were even more scarce at that time, even the same sect often fought over trivial matters, causing injuries and disabilities.

In order to prevent this trend from getting worse, the head of that generation not only reiterated that killing each other among the disciples in the sect was the only felony, but also announced that the disciples whose conflicts were really irreconcilable could fight in the arena under the witness of the elders of the sect.

From the most common sparring to the most serious life-and-death competition, as long as the contract is signed, all are allowed.

But when the fighting in the arena is over, no matter the winner or loser, all grievances and grievances will disappear.

Neither the monks themselves nor the relatives of the masters and apprentices are allowed to retaliate.

At that time, life-and-death fighting in the ring arena was very popular. Every few years, there would be disciples whose feuds could not be reconciled would compete on the stage, and end their grievances with life and death.

It wasn't until the Qingfeng Sect completely dominated Heishan and became the undisputed overlord of Heishan County that this trend slowly dissipated, and there hadn't been a life-and-death fight between the same sect in the ring for hundreds of years.

Mo Changfei was taken aback for a moment, he just wanted to come up and taunt a few words, to vent his dissatisfaction, he never thought that the other party's reaction would be so fierce, and he would directly engage in a life-and-death fight.

"You, what nonsense are you talking about... The sect strictly forbids disciples to kill each other, you want to exchange your life for this young master's bright future, dreaming!"

After Mo Changfei got the opportunity to inherit the stele, he used the secret method to purify his own bloodline. He has long been like the foundation-builder monks in his family, he can get rid of the negative influence brought by the bloodline, and his thoughts and emotions are no different from ordinary people.

The last time Quan Guanzhong took him for a fool, Mo Changfei simply used his tricks. Anyway, everyone thought he was violent and moody. Believe it.

He easily took advantage of his full crown to go to the mine vein.

In front of people, Mo Changfei still showed a perverse and uncontrollable image influenced by his blood. Firstly, in order to hide his clumsiness, he would be fooled by someone like Quan Guanzhong.

Secondly, it is to express the nature, what should not be said, what should not be done, can be shirked by the influence of the blood.

But when Mo Changfei responded like this, his momentum was already clearly at a disadvantage, and a muffled laughter from nearby made his face turn ashen.

"Why did the brothers quarrel at the first meeting? Today is both a farewell to the brothers and sisters, and a welcome party. Don't spoil the atmosphere."

A short and stout inner disciple came over, followed by a naive black bear, holding a big fish in both palms and tearing it into his mouth.

"Give yourself a face, everyone take a step back, they are all heroes in the school, why make a fuss?"

This person is Xiong Baishan, who likes to hang out with wild animals since he was a child, and can understand animal language. When he became an adult, by chance, he domesticated a wounded monster and became his companion spirit beast.

Many elders commented that if Xiong Baishan was born in the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect, with this beast taming ability, he would definitely be able to receive key training.

"The seventh level of Qi refining, plus the first-level top-rank companion spirit beast... No wonder everyone said that this person is ready to seek the position of true disciple."

Bai Zichen hadn't forgotten that the mastermind behind planting him was probably this senior brother Xiong Baishan who had a full view of his strength.

In the level of Qi refining, there are spirit beasts with head and body to help, one against two, and it is indeed a headache for disciples with the same cultivation level to deal with it.

(End of this chapter)