"Hahahaha! He asked me why I attacked him. Well, I will tell you that I am helping you to get rid of bad luck. Be honest and carry the tributes up. A little outer disciple is so arrogant." The four of them.
One of them, who seemed to be the leader, burst out laughing when he heard Rong Que's question, and then said to Rong Que fiercely.
Rong Que turned around and helped Wang Er who fell to the ground, and asked, "Are you okay?"
"It's okay, brother, let's not get into trouble. Let's go quickly after carrying these tributes." Wang Er pressed Rong Que's clenched fists, shook his head, and said softly.
Looking back at the four people from Tiansha Peak who were already walking towards the top of the mountain, Rong Que gritted his teeth and said, "Then let's move quickly. Give me the big box and you move the small box." After saying that, Rong Que was left alone.
He picked up the three big boxes, glanced at Wang Er, turned around and walked towards the top of the mountain.
Sighing, Wang Er picked up the last small box, clutched his still aching chest, and followed Rong Que.
The four people at Tiansha Peak were talking and laughing all the way up the mountain, and they would glance back at Rong Que and the others from time to time. Their laughter also became louder. Rong Que was carrying three large boxes, but Rong Que's waist was straight.
, his eyes were filled with murderous intent that was difficult for outsiders to detect.
There are many residences on Tiansha Peak, which are allocated by the sect to each inner disciple. After all, the inner disciples are the backbone of the sect and must have a good cultivation environment.
Each peak of the sect is controlled by some powerful inner disciples. They live in the main hall at the top of the mountain and govern the affairs of the peak. They are also called peak masters. Each peak master has
To challenge the strength of core disciples.
The peak master of Tiansha Peak is a well-known strong man in the sect, named Zuo Dan. He is also a relatively rare alchemy disciple in the sect. His strength is unfathomable, and no one in Tiansha Peak dares to disobey him.
Not long after, Rong Que and his party arrived at the main hall of Tiansha Peak.
"Why don't you get in here quickly? What are you looking at? Let's see if I beat you up. Believe it or not." The leader of the four people is Zhou Sheng. He is a Qi practitioner in the late spiritual realm. He often likes to bully outsiders with a few losers.
Disciple, as if it was his pleasure.
Rong Que withdrew his gaze. As long as he was a little more serious like this scumbag, he could have killed him without knowing how. But this was in a sect, and there were sect rules and regulations. Outer sect disciples were not allowed to attack inner sect disciples.
, unless there is a life and death challenge, the inner disciples can attack the outer disciples at will, as long as they don't kill them.
Rong Que carried the box, looked back at Wang Er, turned around and walked into the main hall of Tiansha Peak.
"What are you doing?" As soon as he entered the door, he saw a figure approaching. This person was probably a year or two older than Rong Que. He was dressed in white and looked at Rong Que carefully and asked.
Rong Que weighed the box on his shoulder and said, "Sending tributes, please tell me where to put them."
For the person in front of him, Rong Que always felt that he had seen him somewhere before, and he felt familiar. Then he shook his head slightly to get rid of distracting thoughts from his mind.
"Come with me." The man didn't talk much and always had a cold look. Rong Que could see the murderous aura floating in his eyes. This man must have many dead souls under his command.
Follow the man towards the storage room of the main hall of Tiansha Peak. The main hall is very large, almost a quarter of the size of the outer disciples' workshop.
On the way to the storage room, he had to pass Zuo Dan's alchemy room. Looking at the door with white smoke coming out from the crack, Wang Er couldn't help but leaned forward and took a look inside.
"Who is outside the door?" As soon as Wang Er leaned his head over, a voice came from inside the door.
Rong Que immediately pulled Wang Er back. The young man in white who was walking in front turned around and frowned, glanced at Wang Er, saluted to the door, and said respectfully: "Senior Brother Zuo Dan, calm down, it's two
An outer disciple came to deliver tribute."
"In this case, Zhao Peng, please take them away as soon as possible. My elixir is at a critical moment and I don't want to be disturbed." A deep voice came from the door, obviously unhappy, maybe because of the elixir.
Because there was no time to punish Rong Que and the two, he asked the young man in white to take them away.
"Yes, junior brother, take them away right now." After saying that, the young man known as Zhao Peng glared at Rong Que and the other two, and waved to them, indicating that they should leave quickly.
Then when he went to the storage room, Rong Que's brows were not straightened, but he was frowning deeply. He took a careful look at Zhao Peng in front of him, but he was thinking in his heart: "It can't be such a coincidence. Could it be that he
It is Zhao Peng, the eldest son of the Zhao family in Qingshan City. He has changed so much. No wonder I feel familiar when I see him, he is very similar to his father Zhao Chuan."
Rong Que's eyes seemed to have caught Zhao Peng's attention. He turned to look at Rong Que and frowned, saying: "The storage room is right in front. You can leave after you put down the tributes." He pointed to the front.
A room not far away.
Zhao Peng was about to turn around and leave, but suddenly thought of something. He turned back to Rong Que and asked, "What are your names?"
Rong Que frowned, glanced at Zhao Peng, and asked, "Why are you asking for our names?"
"What are you talking about? Just say what you say. I'll go back to the Outer Disciples Office to verify whether you are the ones sent to deliver the tribute." Zhao Peng said as if he was impatient.
"My name is Wang Er, and his name is Rong Que." Wang Er said it without waiting for Rong Que to speak. He really didn't want to stay in this place anymore, so he quickly left after asking.
"Yeah! Rong Que?" Zhao Peng exclaimed softly, walked up to Rong Que, and looked at him carefully. His brows furrowed more and more as he looked at him, and in the end his eyes were even bloodshot.
"Are you the Rong Que of the Yan family in Qingshan City?" The veins on Zhao Peng's head popped out, and he almost bit out these words from between his teeth.
Rong Que is not a softie. Since the other party already knows his identity, there is no need for him to hide it. He smiled slightly and said: "Yes, I am Rong Que. Your father died at the hands of my master.
In hand."
The moment Rong Que finished speaking, it seemed that Zhao Peng could no longer suppress the anger in his heart. His spiritual power boiled instantly, and he raised his powerful right leg and threw it towards Rong Que.
Rong Que immediately pushed Wang Er away, turned back, avoided the leg, and put a certain distance away from Zhao Peng.
"Do you know how much I have been eager to tear you apart these past few years? Every day I pray to God that you will appear in front of me. Today, I finally got what I wanted and let me avenge my father's murder and take my name!" Zhao
Peng roared angrily and rushed towards Rong Que like a crazed beast, squandering his spiritual energy as if it was free of charge.
Rong Que frowned and turned sideways to avoid the first attack, but what followed was Zhao Peng's offensive regardless of defense. He could only passively defend and dodge.
After the battle with Zhao Peng, Rong Que discovered that he had actually reached the peak of the Spirit Realm, and his strength was extraordinary, which was much higher than Feng Yan in Longping City.