In the Qisha Cave in Jinhong Valley, as the sixth junior sister Kong Xiu and the seventh junior brother Xuan Yuying finished practicing their sword skills, basically everyone was in a state of silence, including Zhang Lie himself.

"There is nothing to be ashamed of. The number of years I have lived in my two lifetimes combined is not as many as those of Master. In my two lifetimes combined, I have never seen another person who kills people as casually as eating and drinking."

"Mumble."

Because I was nervous, I swallowed a mouthful of saliva subconsciously.

However, Zhang Lie's reaction was very slight. Wei Boyuan, Cheng Xuesong and even Yin Yifei beside him were trembling slightly with fear, even though the Qi Sha Taoist had never touched a finger on him since he was a child.

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

At this moment, Sixth Junior Sister Kong Xiu and Seventh Junior Brother Xuan Yuying were kneeling in front of Taoist Qi Sha with their heads on the ground. They were basically scared to death.

Kong Xiushi himself had no talent for swordsmanship and did not like it.

As for Xuan Yuying, he was too nervous.

Standing aside, Zhang Lie could tell that Xuan Yuying had worked hard over the past year, but she was too nervous when practicing swordsmanship, causing confusion in the swordsmanship.

There are obvious flaws.

However, Taoist Qi Sha didn't let him continue practicing at all, and he was so angry that he ended up in this situation.

"Old Qi Xuan Yuying will be demoted to an outer disciple starting today. Manmei, please remember to inform the sect's general affairs hall."

"yes."

Even though she was reluctant, Li Manmei still did not dare to disobey at this time.

Last year, Xuan Yuying was 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 one side, could already see that this guy's face was already full of tears.

Taoist Qisha said this somewhat coldly, but it almost determined Xuan Yuying's fate for half of her life.

From a registered disciple to an inner disciple, although there is some loss of rights and interests, the monthly payment remains the same, which is ten low-grade spiritual stones, while the monthly payment for an outer disciple is reduced to five low-grade spiritual stones, and the outer disciple's monthly payment is reduced to five low-grade spiritual stones.

Disciples are also called handyman disciples. They need to be responsible for a large number of complicated affairs every day and barely have enough time to practice.

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

Xuan Yuying was born in a cultivating family, which would certainly bring some conveniences, but at the same time he would be subject to some restrictions. The family paid a high price to send him to the Qisha Taoist sect, but within a few years, he was demoted to an outer disciple.

, once this matter is reported back to the family, you can imagine what kind of pressure Xuan Yuying will bear.

"Master, is this punishment too much?"

Gritting her teeth, Senior Sister Li Manmei finally stepped forward and tried to persuade him. She had served Taoist Qisha for many years, so although she was a disciple, she still had some dignity.

"Yes, Master, the seventh junior brother's swordsmanship has obviously improved a lot compared to before. It shows that he has worked hard, but he did not perform well today."

When Li Manmei stepped forward, Zhang Lie also stepped forward to make a rescue like this.

Getting out of the siege was still secondary. He was more unwilling to let himself be completely suppressed by someone. As a man of two generations, he naturally had a sense of arrogance in his heart.

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

"I've made up my mind, you don't have to say anything anymore. Lao Wu, you come in with me."

With that said, Taoist Qisha turned around and walked towards the house.

Such determination and leaving no room for anything made Li Manmei sigh softly and say nothing more. She knew in her heart that it would be useless to say anything more.

However, at this moment, Xuan Yuying, who was kneeling there, completely exploded due to great fear and unbearable pressure.

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

"Why? My swordsmanship is at least better than that of Sixth Junior Sister. Why should I be punished but not her?"

"Fuck...pop!"

Before Xuan Yuying, who stood up, could even utter the second roar, Taoist Qi Sha turned around and waved his sleeves, and a sharp sword energy turned from sharp to blunt and suddenly struck Xuan Yuying's cheek.

With a click, from Zhang Lie's perspective, Xuan Yuying's entire body was knocked into the air, spun around, and then hit the ground heavily.

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

After he was knocked down and fell to the ground, he used his consciousness to scan and confirmed that his vital signs were still there. Although he fainted, he was not dead yet, so he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

"Old Seven!"

"Junior Brother Xuan!"

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

Unwilling, angry? Painful, wronged?

In the face of the almost absolute crushing power of cultivation, it is best to suppress these meaningless emotions in your heart and not reveal them. If emotional outbursts are really more powerful than calmness and rationality, then this world has long been a paradise for paranoia.

"Lao Wu, do you also think that I have gone too far?"

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

In fact, Taoist Qi Sha was very fond of wine back then, but because his late master’s wife stopped him, he never drank again in these years.

"Since ancient times, strict masters have produced great disciples. Without the strict requirements of the master, the swordsmanship skills of the senior brothers and junior sisters would not be what they are today."

Zhang Lie gave a salute and said this sincerely.

In a cruelly competitive world, having a strict and stern master is definitely not a bad thing, and he really thinks so.

"In the first ten years when new disciples enter the school, the sect usually does not forcefully assign tasks. Whether they want to learn weapon refining or elixir refining, or want to be a spiritual cultivator, as long as they are willing, they can find a channel, no matter what they want to do.

No sect will stop you."

"But after ten years, it is often not up to you what kind of sect tasks you need to do. The General Affairs Hall will arrange for the disciple to complete sect tasks based on his cultivation level and expertise, such as exorcising monsters or chasing down monsters.

Killing traitors, gathering intelligence, guarding mines, etc. The monks who are most likely to die in sect tasks every year are those disciples who have just started to perform such sect tasks. I would rather Xuan Yuying hate me to the bone in the future than for him to be like

Now that I have been living half-heartedly for ten years and then died outside, since I have accepted his discipleship ceremony from the Xuan family, I will do what I, Yin Tianchou, think should be done."

"He doesn't perform well because of nervousness? When the sword is pointed in front of his eyes and people are dead on the ground, can he perform well?"

"...After many years, Junior Brother Seventh should be able to understand Master's good intentions."

"It's not a question, it's just an exchange of interests for each of us to get what we need." Taoist Qi Sha raised his hand and slowly turned around.

At this moment, this tall and thin middle-aged Taoist stared at Zhang Lie with his somewhat gray eyes. After a moment, he said:

"Lao Wu, I've heard about the incident where you killed the infiltrating rogue cultivator. Uncle Wang from the Law Enforcement Hall also praised you. You are indeed somewhat gifted with sword bones, but have you ever thought about yourself?

after?"

"Please teach me, Master."

"You are also a monk from a family. Because of your fate, you have probably earned some good deeds and spiritual stones. But like me, you are gifted in cultivating the four spiritual roots. At least before you form the golden elixir, people like us are better

In the future, it will be more difficult to progress in cultivation, and the resource consumption will be greater. The foundation-building elixir of the sect's Jubao Immortal Tower requires at least 10,000 good deeds to redeem it. Sometimes there will be bidding for 14,000 good deeds. Have you considered these things?

Have you passed?"

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

"We are all practicing swordsmanship, and the great road can only be taken from the sword. Today, I have something I want to do with you, 'everyone takes what he wants', but you can decide for yourself 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."
Chapter completed!