0001 Chapter Taoist Qinglianzong and bullying young people into poverty
In the vast universe, there are countless wonders and storms.
Since the ancient war between gods and demons, a strong fighting spirit is still brewing in the deepest part of the sky. The endless competition between various wonderland has filled this universe with a martial atmosphere.
Life in this world is nothing more than pleasure in the world, unrestrained love and hate, pointing up to the emperor and heaven, and down to the earth.
This is the secret of life practiced by the human world that has stood for thousands of years in countless wonderland.
Human Realm of China, Qinglian Sect.
The clear black and white Bagua patterns are engraved on the eaves of every building, as if the shadows and white clouds overlap, turning into waves of clouds and mist at any time to surround the entire open sect.
In late spring, the sunlight is clear, and birds climb onto the green branches, their melodious cries floating in the air.
However, this beautiful sound is an accompaniment to the cold scene under the tree.
"Hurry up, pick them all up! If there is one missing, the senior brothers will really cut off your fingers!"
"Don't be so slow! You can't do anything about cultivation, and you can't do pure physical work either? Then what are you doing alive? You're such a waste!"
"Hey, what's wrong, young man? Don't cry, you're not a little girl!"
Amidst the noise and jeers, a tall but thin young man was squatting on the grass, struggling to pick up the pills that were scattered on the ground with both hands. The pills were small and smooth, and they could be picked up with one hand.
When I came over, I saw that the young man made a wrong step and fell heavily on the grass.
The fine pills stung him hard, and the pain was so intense that the boy couldn't help but shrink back. This look seemed to please the boy above him who was looking down with a smile.
He took back the leg that had just tripped the person, shook his head and smiled, "Seriously, Mie Canglan, you are so useless...it's so boring to live."
The last sentence sounded as if it was blowing against the ear of the young man named Mie Canglan, and the cold breath immediately swept up the hair on Mie Canglan's body.
"Shen Mingxin..." Mie Canglan slowly stood up, and finally scattered most of the pills he had picked up, causing pain to spread out in his palms. He raised his head and stared at the handsome man with elegant features.
As a young man, the latter leisurely twirled his long hair on his shoulders and lowered his eyes, his gaze drifting coldly from the corners of his eyes.
The look was like looking down at an injured dog.
Shen Mingxin looked directly at Mie Canglan's frowning eyebrows, and sighed as if helplessly coaxing the child, "What does this expression mean? I just stretched my legs and it could trip you up, shouldn't I say
Are you so stupid that you deserve this?”
A group of young people around were all dressed in green and blue, with a group of gossips painted on the center of their belts. When they heard this, they laughed even more wildly. They put their shoulders together in twos and threes, and the shadows surrounding Mie Canglan were cast in the center, making him originally
The dark blue clothes, which are darker than others, look more dusty and shabby.
Shen Mingxin stood in the center of the group of teenagers, folding his arms and looking at Mie Canglan. He suddenly raised his foot and kicked away a piece of pill pills. The precise control of the force immediately caused a gust of wind, and those pill pills were aimed at Mie Canglan's face.
passed.
"Uh!" Mie Canglan was about to get up when the pills kicked away by Shen Mingxin hit his face one after another. The burning pain immediately made him dazed, and he quickly covered the side of his face and gasped for air.
While he was distracted, he accidentally stepped on a pill, stumbled backwards, and fell heavily onto the grass.
Shen Mingxin looked around at the young people who were laughing so hard that they were beating their chests. It was rare for the young people in the last group of seventh-level disciples in the Qinglian Sect to be so unanimously happy. They had their own thoughts and just wanted to quickly step into the ranks of high-level disciples.
They rarely work together, except when dealing with Mie Canglan, the most useless young man recognized by the Qinglian Sect, the mocking words and bullying behavior are always in order.
"I'm telling you, Mie Canglan, you'd better pick up all these pills for me as soon as possible." Shen Mingxin took a few steps forward, waved his hand, grabbed a handful of pills and threw them on Mie Canglan, "
It is the responsibility of us seventh-level disciples to organize the elixir store. If you are delayed, wouldn't it mean that everyone will be dragged down by you and punished? Hurry up!"
Mie Canglan fiercely grabbed a piece of grass, mud and gravel, struggled to push himself up and stood up, almost face to face with Shen Mingxin. Shen Mingxin raised his eyebrows slightly, raised his hand and pushed Mie Canglan over unceremoniously.
Without hesitation, he hit the rough tree trunk directly, "Are you worthy of looking at me face to face? Let's wait until you have at least a trace of true energy! You don't have to compare with anyone in the Qinglian Sect, even in the mortal world.
There are many ordinary people here who are more sensitive than you!"
Mie Canglan gently pressed and rubbed the side of his face that was suddenly scratched. Behind him was a flood of ridicule and laughter, surrounding him like a large rain of needle-edged swords. The anger that had just been felt for a moment actually subsided.
This young man has the same benefit that no one has time to think about: the calmness of the sea can grind all emotions into nothingness.
If it were a move, Mie Canglan, who had not mastered the martial arts in the Qinglian Sect, would be knocked to the ground without even three moves. If it were a word, Mie Canglan would be born with a painful lip and tooth disease.
Just a few words would be unbearable pain, let alone dealing with such a barrage of mocking tongues.
If you insist on resisting, you will only be doubly insulted. Mie Canglan knows this fact very well. He clenches his hands into jagged fists, wipes the blood on the side of his face, turns around and squats down to pick up the pills.
.Those are pills that Shen Mingxin scattered on the ground. She bit Mie Canglan and asked him to pick them up one by one.
Shen Mingxin sneered, looking away from Mie Canglan, who was immersed in the shadows picking up pills, turned around and smiled at everyone, "Be more obedient."
He didn't see Mie Canglan's expression at this time. His eyes buried deep in the shadows were like ice rising from the cold mist. His pupils were almost motionless, tightly condensed by a deep shadow.
"To be honest, Mingxin, just now this kid Mie Canglan dared to look you face to face. I really thought you would fight him."
"Yes, we are still betting on whether we will lose an arm or a broken leg if we destroy Canglan!"
The tit-for-tat mockery changed the topic again, but Mie Canglan heard it clearly. However, the movements of his hands continued, and a black pill gradually accumulated in his hand.
"Hit him? Don't I need to wash my hands?" Shen Mingxin lightly raised the corners of his lips, scratched the side of his face and said with a smile, "I really don't understand, what kind of face does this kind of trash have to stay in the Qinglian Sect... If you
You sneaked in, it’s a shame you managed to sneak in until now!”
Mie Canglan paused slightly and squeezed the pill pill between his fingers tightly, almost crushing the pill into a piece of black powder, but he continued to pick it up without saying a word.
The other teenagers surrounded Shen Mingxin and echoed what he just said, "That's right, the disciples of Qinglian Sect are all teenagers with monastic talents selected from all over the human world. How could such a waste be allowed to remain until now?
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"Mie Canglan is no different from a mortal!"
That's right, Mie Canglan is no different from ordinary people. Even if it's the basic training that everyone in the Qinglian Sect can do, he can't do it.
Since he is as stupid and incompetent as an ant, why should he blame others for laughing at him? Seventeen-year-old Mie Canglan thought so clearly in his heart, not resentment or anger, but calm waiting.
There seemed to be a power deep in his heart, urging him to be patient and to wait for a moment when the situation would turn around.
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