"Since you also know that you are an elder, why did you touch my storage ring?"
Long Chen didn't give in and showed no fear, which made the three of them speechless.
It was indeed taboo to look at Long Chen's storage ring this time.
It would be great if we could find the so-called good fortune, but the things in Long Chen's storage ring are not as precious as everyone imagined.
Although they found a good treasure, it was undoubtedly wrong for the purpose of their trip.
"If you are a disciple of my Fenglei Sect, just by your words, this sect leader will be able to drive you out of the sect."
Feng Chen squinted his eyes and stared at Long Chen with an unkind look.
This time, he and Zhan Wudi coerced Jian Changkong to check Long Chen's storage ring. Although it was wrong at this time, what kind of status did they have, how could they let a junior teach them a lesson?
"Heh, what is Fenglei Sect? I've never heard of it..." Long Chen sneered and went directly to the three of them to put away his things.
But at this time...
"Wait!"
Zhan Wudi's cold gaze swept over him, and he spread out his aura, knocking Long Chen back, and then asked, "Where did these three things come from?"
When Zhan Wudi spoke, he directly grabbed the fourth-grade long sword and stared at Long Chen calmly. Seeing this, Jian Changkong couldn't help but sigh in his heart, knowing what Zhan Wudi was thinking.
Although I didn't find the treasure that I was, it would be good to get a fourth-grade weapon because I mobilized a lot of people on this trip. As for the origin of this knife, who cares?
He is just a junior, what else can be done to him?
Not only Zhan Wudi had this idea, but Feng Chen also had the same idea.
"It has nothing to do with you!"
Long Chen clenched his fists, wishing he could punch this bastard to death.
"It's okay if you don't tell me the origin of that knife, but you should know the origin of this stack of waves, right?"
Feng Chen picked up the jade slip of the Dialang Fist, and drew a cold arc at the corner of his mouth. Speaking of the Dialang Fist, he still liked it very much. Xuan-level elementary martial arts, even if it is placed anywhere, it cannot be ignored.
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Long Chen's eyes were about to burst into flames, and his whole body was shaking with anger. These two shameless bastards openly took advantage of him, which was really shameless.
"You two, since the treasure is not on Long Chen, why not let this matter go?"
Jian Changkong was a little disgusted with what these two people did. He was really thick-skinned when he took something from a junior.
At least he can't do this kind of thing.
As he spoke, Jian Changkong waved his sleeves, and the jade slip engraved with the Steps to Heaven flew towards Long Chen, "This thing is yours, and I will return it to its original owner!"
Seeing this, the other two people showed a trace of disdain on their lips, and actually put the things directly into the storage ring.
This scene made Long Chen tremble all over and his eyes were cold.
"You two, isn't this inappropriate?"
When Jian Changkong saw that the two of them were so shameless, his voice was slightly higher and his tone was not kind. After all, Long Chen was also a member of his Xuantian Sect. He openly robbed his disciples' things, and it was under his nose. He couldn't do this.
Ignore it.
"Haha, Jian Changkong, what do you want to do?"
Zhan Wudi stood up directly, looked at Jian Changkong with a smile on his face, and said, "The origin of this knife is unknown. This sect is going back to investigate. Do you have any opinions?"
"Haha, yes, there is also a problem with the origin of this stack of wave fists. Brother Jian, after we investigate clearly and confirm that there is no problem, we will definitely exchange it for you!"
"boom!"
Jian Changkong didn't say anything, and directly shot out a burst of spiritual energy. Suddenly, a large formation erupted in the entire hall, covering everyone in it.
"Jian Changkong, what are you going to do?"
"Jian Changkong, do you want to start a war between the three sects?"
Seeing that Jian Changkong actually activated the formation, both Zhan Wudi and Feng Chen's expressions darkened, and they started to drink fiercely.
"Leave the things behind and get out, otherwise..."
A hint of murderous intent flashed in Jian Changkong's eyes, and he said coldly, "In our Xuantian Sect, if you rob my disciples' things, do you really think that this sect leader is just a decoration?"
"Hmph, a mere palace-protecting formation can't keep me waiting!" Zhan Wudi snorted coldly, took out the fourth-grade long knife and slashed at the formation. At the same time, Feng Chen appeared in a flash.
Jian Changkong blocked him in front of him.
The sword energy rolled and struck the formation fiercely.
Click!
The large formation was instantly torn apart by the sword energy, and the main hall almost collapsed under the blow.
"Walk!"
Zhan Wudi split open the formation with his sword, roared and took the lead towards the outside of Xuantian Sect.
"Haha, Jian Changkong, farewell!"
Feng Chen knocked back Jian Changkong with a palm, then turned around and disappeared from the place. The speed was extremely fast.
"Damn it!"
Seeing the two people disappearing, Jian Changkong looked gloomy and smashed the stone table in front of him with an angry palm.
"Long Chen thanked the sect master for being able to uphold justice for his disciples!"
Long Chen took a breath, looked away from a distance, saluted Jian Changkong and said.
Jian Changkong glanced at him and said, "Your meridians are broken, which will cause some trouble!"
After a moment of silence, Jian Changkong took out a jade bottle and said, "There is a third-grade elixir in it - Pulse Shaping Pill. Take it and try to see if it can repair the meridians. If not, you will need a higher grade Pulse Shaping Pill."
Already."
"Long Chen thanked the sect master!"
Without any courtesy, Long Chen accepted the elixir. He knew that this was Jian Changkong's compensation for him, and besides, he really needed it at this time.
"Yeah!" Seeing Long Chen accept it, Jian Changkong nodded and said, "Before your strength returns to the Qi Gathering Realm, go to the Miscellaneous Service Courtyard."
"This is the rule of our sect. If you don't have any cultivation, you can only work as a handyman!"
"There will be a competition for entry-level disciples in half a year. If you can cultivate to the Nine Star Qi Gathering Realm, I will personally accept you as a disciple!"
When Long Chen heard this, he glanced at Jian Changkong in surprise, then nodded and said, "Disciple thanks the sect master!"
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Xuantian Sect has 30,000 disciples, among which the number of disciples in the Miscellaneous School is the largest, with nearly 20,000, the inner sect has 9,000, and the inner sect has 1,000.
The handyman disciples within the sect are usually those mortals with extreme spiritual patterns or no spiritual patterns. Such people are the lowest existence in the sect. Although the disciples are prohibited from killing each other in the sect, as long as they do not kill others, others
The sect doesn't care.
Therefore, it has become normal for many outer disciples to bully the handyman disciples. Once something is not done well, they will be beaten and punched.
The disciples of the Miscellaneous Service Court are not only responsible for the daily life of the outer disciples and inner disciples, but they also have to do odd jobs within the sect to earn some spiritual stones.
Only in this way can they enter the outer gate and become masters.
Every handyman disciple has a dream to become an outer sect disciple. Unfortunately, becoming an outer sect disciple requires breaking through the one-star Qi gathering realm, which is really difficult for disciples with low talents.
Miscellaneous yard!
This is a large word written on a plaque above the palace. I don't know if it is due to disrepair or something. The plaque is twisted and twisted, and the writing on it is a bit blurry. If Long Chen's eyes weren't bright, he might not be able to recognize it.