Super Sect System

"Have you made a mistake, come here again? The admission standard is already harsh enough. Now that the fee for the gravity field is still so high, isn't it possible to directly wipe out more possibilities for disciples? Is it possible that in the future I will only accept rich people? "

　　 Despite Wen Ping’s complaints, the system remained indifferent. Instead, he said earnestly: “Host, you have to remember that there is no free lunch in the world. It is too easy to make one person not know how to cherish.”

　　 "It is correct to say that, but once this rule is implemented, I am afraid that the Immortal Sect will not receive two disciples in a year? Let them know that the admission fee for daughters is just the beginning. Who dares to join the Immortal Sect?"

　　 "Don't tell me, how did they know about this when they first joined the sect."

　　 "All by one mouth?"

　　 Wen Ping can be regarded as convinced, this system completely wants him to use his eloquence to the extreme, and he is not selling insurance or selling houses.

　　 Of course, in the end he chose to accept this fact.

　　 Even if this harsh condition is prohibitive, it is not as desperate as the Immortal Sect has only two people and one dog. Relatively speaking, the current situation of the Immortal Sect is indeed much better, at least one more large monk with a body refinement of 13 layers.

　　 I just don’t know that when a disciple gave an entrance fee for a daughter, he discovered that daily practice also costs money. How would you feel?

　　 Will he break away from the Rebellious Immortal Sect directly in a rage?

The system seemed to have guessed his thoughts, and said: "Don’t worry about the host, the attraction of the gravity field to the body refining realm is fatal. If you put it in a 2-star or 3-star sect, it’s 100 gold. The gravity field will be overcrowded one day."

　　 "Understand, I just need to remember that what you gave me is the best, does that mean?"

"Ok."

"Uh-but my Immortal Sect can't just take care of those who are rich. Those who don't have money but have perseverance and dreams. They may not have such a high talent or so much money. Wouldn't they They turned it away."

　　 The system was suddenly silent, "This...will lower the entry standard in the future, but the current Immortal Sect is not suitable for accepting people with low qualifications."

　　 "It's pretty much the same. I thought you were just a cold system." Wen Ping was very happy when the system was released.

　　 From the beginning to the end, he never thought of turning the Immortal Sect into a sect where only the rich could enter.

　　 Practice should be the right that everyone should have.

　　 After returning to Tingyu Pavilion, Wen Ping began to formulate new door regulations. Considering that the Immortal Sect had been reborn, he thought about a new beginning, new rules, and whether it was a bit unfavorable to call the old name again.

　　 should have a more powerful name.

　　 Against the heavens!

　　 Lingyun Sword Sect!

　　 Zhenwu Xianzong!

　　 He likes all three.

　　 But in the end he dispelled this idea. It didn't conform to the sect culture at first, and the word Immortal was taken by his ancestors. This immortal sect is still his family, and the name of the family cannot be changed too hasty.

　　 At least for now, I can't make a hasty decision. You have to wait for the 1 or 2 star sect to be upgraded before you decide the name of your heart sect.

　　 Thinking of being late, I fell asleep without knowing it.

　　 When it was dawn, a knock on the door suddenly came from outside the door.

　　 paused and knocked again.

Wen Ping opened his sleepy eyes, and squinted at the world outside the window. The white mist was misty. Although there was no blackness that could not be seen by the fingers, but it was not the time when the morning light was faint. Who did not open his eyes to wake up? he?

　　 suddenly yelled annoyedly: "Who! The genius has just turned on, can't you wait for me if there is anything?"

　　 This kind of boredom and anger was born out of thin air. He didn't know why, he just felt very angry.

　　 Just getting up, even if it was a beautiful girl from before to wake him up, his beautiful face can't erase his sullen awakening.

　　 Except for his dead father, he came out and called, Wen Ping didn't dare to get up, and he ran away every time he got up.

　　 After thinking about who might be outside the house, it took a long time for Wen Ping to walk over and open the door.

　　 As expected, it was Yun Liao.

　　 Yun Liao today is still the same as yesterday, handsome, like a white-faced scholar. Wen Ping felt that he didn't have that fan as a weapon, otherwise he would not know how many women would secretly send Qiubo while walking in Cangwu City.

　　 Of course, Yun Liaoshuai couldn't offset his resentment.

He doesn't hate anything, even the person who brought down the Immortal Sect, but he hates two things. The first is the person who took his parents away. This is a family feud. He can't forget it if he wants to. The second is the person who wakes him up from his dream.

　　 The hatred brought to him by the latter is like the rivers and lakes, endless.

　　 Yun Liao naturally saw Wen Ping's unhappy expression, he could only sneer and bow slightly, then apologized, "Sect Master Wen, take the liberty to bother, please don't take offense."

　　 "Can I blame it, please tell me soon." When he said this, the anger on Wen Ping's face was very obvious, but he still controlled the anger of getting up.

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　　 can’t just scold him on the first day because of a trivial matter, right?

Yun Liao said: "It's like this. I just went to Longzhen to prepare to practice, but there was a force blocking my progress. I asked Uncle Wang, but he didn't know why, so he could only come. Wake up Sect Master Wen."

　　 "You dare to come to me after being scolded by Uncle Wang?"

　　 "Uncle Wang was also a bit big-tempered early in the morning, just like Sect Master Wen, I didn't expect this."

　　 Yun Liao didn't want to come to Wen Ping so early, because Uncle Wang warned him that Wen Ping would wake up Wen Ping, and Wen Ping might throw his knife over.

　　 But he didn't come to Wen Ping and didn't know what to do. The dragon formation suddenly had a restriction and blocked him outside.

　　 When standing outside the dragon formation, his mood has never been so complicated.

　　 It's like when someone dangled candy in front of him when he was young, but never gave him the feeling.

　　 In desperation, he could only knock on Wen Ping's room door when it was dark.

　　 Wen Ping did not rush to answer, but silently asked the system in his heart, "System, what's going on?"

　　 "Because he hasn't paid yet."

"It's that simple?"

"It's that simple."

　　 Wen Ping Mingwu nodded and took a deep breath, trying to ease the anger in his heart, and said to Yun Liao: "Wait for me, I'll go dressing, take care of my emotions, and clear my mind."

　　 Then Wen Ping added, "Since I was a child, I have been a little bit angry. Don't wake me up so early next time, otherwise I will be really angry."

　　 Yun Liao asked in a puzzled manner: "Get up?"

　　 He has never heard of these three words.

　　 Wen Ping explained: "Just get up and feel inexplicably bored, angry, just wait a little longer."