While his cultivation level was slowly increasing and his magic power was slightly improved, Zhao Xiang also got to know the outer disciples and the Five Sacred Sect quite well.

One evening, Zhang Qiang returned to the dormitory with a tired expression from overwork. The two chatted for a few words. Zhang Qiang hesitated for a long time and hesitantly asked Zhao Xiang for a few tablets.

Dried sweet potatoes.

After eating, he told Zhao Xiang that he was originally assigned to carry fifteen tanks of water every day. From the day he entered the Wuyue Sect, it often took seven or eight days to eat one meal at first, and later it took five or six days.

Being able to have one meal in two or three days will be five years later, that is, now I am living in the same dormitory with Zhao Xiang.

Zhang Qiang also said that when he first arrived as an outer sect disciple, he usually only needed five stones to cut wood every day, but Zhao Xiang was given five stones more than others, which must have offended Wu Renyi.

He also told him that outer disciples are only recruited once every ten years, and those who can come in are only one out of a hundred.

If you are selected, you must work for free as an outer sect disciple for ten years and strive to be able to eat three meals a day. If you can meet these two requirements at the same time, you will receive some superficial cultivation techniques from the Five Mountains Sect.

Those who excel in cultivation can even be accepted as inner disciples under special circumstances.

But until now, it seems that no one has this honor, except for the one four hundred years ago.

That person is Tang Biao, the younger junior brother of the current leader Chu Shan.

Although the names of inner disciples and outer disciples differ only by one word, they are actually in the sky and the earth.

Inner disciples do not have to do various chores, such as carrying water, cooking, washing, chopping wood, etc. They have their own masters, authentic training methods, and separate training rooms. They can enjoy the Five Mountains Sect every month

The elders specially distribute low-grade spiritual stones and elixirs for cultivation purposes.

The outer disciples all wear gray clothes, while the inner disciples have a strict hierarchy, which can be seen from the color of their clothes.

There are fifteen levels in the Qi Condensation Stage, and every three levels are one level. The five levels are ordered from low to high. The inner disciples from the first to fourth levels wear blue, black, and white clothes.

Purple.

The fifth-level inner disciples wear a unique red color. They are all core disciples and the hope of the Wuyue Sect. Their number in the future is unknown and is said to be very few.

However, all outer sect disciples know that they have the opportunity to go to the back mountains of the Wuyue Sect every month to meet the guardian elders, listen to their teachings and accept their guidance, and they will receive the spiritual stones, elixirs, and exercises used by the core disciples.

Strong support from the entire denomination.

The greater benefit is that the parents and family members of the core disciples in the secular world will also become rich as a result.

The reason why the Wuyue Sect treats the parents and family members of its core disciples so favorably is because they expect the common people in the mortal world to willingly send their smartest and cleverest children to participate in the auditions every ten years, so as to select truly outstanding outer sects.

Disciple, revive the prestige of the Five Mountains Sect thousands of years ago.

This also makes these core disciples always show off in front of the junior brothers and sisters of the lower level, showing an arrogant and domineering air, as if they are the leader, not to mention how domineering and domineering they are in front of the outer disciples.

Sure enough.

Once, Zhao Xiang saw an inner disciple wearing red clothes. On his way to the barren mountain to cut wood, he suddenly appeared like a giant and suddenly rushed towards him for no apparent reason. He was shocked.

Zhao Xiang hurriedly rolled and crawled, half lying on the roadside, and even the cloth buttons on his clothes fell off in three places.

Not only did that man not say an apologetic greeting, he stopped himself and his face was filled with anger:

"Don't you have dog eyes? If you miss me from doing business, do you still want your life?"

At the end, she glared at him and shouted angrily:

"Scarboy, is your name Zhao Xiang? You are that mediocre Hunlinggen who came in through the back door relying on some connections? You, an ugly and unsightly monster, come to our Five Sacred Sect to cultivate and cultivate immortality? It's simply fantastic. I

I advise you to pack up and leave early to avoid embarrassment."

After saying that, he laughed wildly and used the flying sword, like a ball of fiery red thunderbolts, disappearing without a trace in the blink of an eye.

That night, Zhao Xiang told the man's appearance and asked Zhang Qiang who he was.

Zhang Qiang immediately opened his eyes wide, full of disbelief:

"You blocked his way and you didn't get beaten up by him? It's impossible. This guy's name is Gao Ao. He's extremely arrogant and rude. It's said that his cultivation is so advanced that he has reached the peak of the fifteenth level of the Qi Condensation Stage and is about to break through.

The realm has entered the foundation building stage."

Time flies, and another month has passed.

The spring flowers in the mountains are blooming one after another, and the entire Wuyue Sect is enveloped in the faint fragrance.

This month, Zhao Xiang's body has become stronger and stronger, and he seems to have endless strength. From the beginning of seven or eight days to cutting ten stones, now it only takes six days to complete it.

In fact, it only takes half an hour for him to do it now, but in order to prevent others from suspecting that he has the secret of the divine ring, he still does not show his strength. He just gets up every day when the sun does not come out, and takes the ring with him.

Grab a machete, a pole, and a rope and head into the mountains early.

In this way, in the eyes of others, although they were surprised that he could complete the task in six days, they would all attribute this to the fact that he got up early and stayed late.

Of course, within four months, all the outer disciples had gotten to know Zhao Xiang.

Except for Zhang Qiang, everyone looked at him with a condescending look, and when they got the chance, most of them used vicious words to stimulate and tease him.

Zhao Xiang seemed to ignore this.

He understood that the psychology of these outer disciples was more or less twisted and perverted. Perhaps they were suffering from living at the bottom of the Wuyue Sect, and because they were suppressed excessively by Wu Renyi, the suffering they endured and the grievances accumulated in their hearts reached the extreme.

, but there is no way to vent.

Now he, Zhao Xiang, is here. Not only is he younger than them, but his status as a member of the Wuyue Sect through the back door is even lower than theirs. Moreover, he has the tacit approval of Wu Renyi and the secret support of Tang Biao, the younger brother of Chushan, the leader of the Five Sacred Sect. Zhao Xiang

Naturally, he became the little brat they bullied during their hard times, a punching bag to vent their anger, and a good material for making jokes.

Zhao Xiang only felt angry and cursed in his heart, knowing that this kind of thing could not be solved by resistance.

The strong ones in the sect are respected, and the one with the highest cultivation level is naturally the boss. Those disciples who started early are all strong and healthy, and some have learned rudimentary skills. If they resist, they can be eliminated in three, five, and two.

A clean one, but in this case, it is very likely to show his true strength.

The various secrets that Zhao Xiang has carefully hidden may be revealed at some point without any suspense.

No matter how he resists, he will always suffer the loss. Zhao Xiang often thinks this in his heart. No matter from any angle, now is definitely not a good day or a good time to resist.

However, Zhao Xiang is by no means a piece of cake, a soft persimmon that can be manipulated by anyone.

He engraved the faces of these mocked people deeply in his heart, waiting for the day of revenge.

It is still the same as before, like a blind man, a deaf man, a fool, Zhao Xiang no matter how others ridicule or criticize him for fun, he still goes his own way, and every day besides chopping wood he is practicing, and apart from cultivating he is chopping firewood.

When he felt that he had greater mana, Zhao Xiang decided to go home.

He wanted to put an end to all the torture and pain that his mother, Lan Xiaodie, had endured for the past ten years.

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