Immemorial Dragon Elephant Art

At the beginning of the month, Lin Feng and others went to the outer disciple Shanfeng to receive the benefits of the sect, and now many people are talking about this little competition. Small ┡ said 』ㄟ

Xiaobi, a new disciple, will naturally become the focus of debate for many people.

If there are really a few "peerless geniuses", they will definitely be sought after.

Many disciples will find ways to make friends with them, and maybe they will benefit from it in the future.

…

"identity token". The deacon in charge of the sect's welfare looked at the disciple in front of him and said lightly.

Yu Ziang quickly took out the identity token.

The deacon glanced at it and showed a contemptuous expression, "Tsk tsk, the disciples of Butian Peak, I really don't understand why the sect has to give the sect welfare to the trash like Butian Peak, it's a waste of resources."

Although there were some complaints, this deacon did not dare not to let Bu Tianfeng go, and the deacon was not a big person in the Qingyun Sect.

Although Yu Ziang was cowardly, he was also angry when he heard such sarcasm.

The deacon sneered and looked at Yu Ziang again and again, and said disdainfully, "Boy, what are you staring at? Isn't what I said wrong? Do you see if you are eligible to receive the benefits of the sect? Believe it or not, I can slap with a slap. kill you?".

Yu Ziang's fists were tightly clenched together, and he felt an angry flame burning in his chest.

The flames of anger almost set the body on fire.

But Yu Ziang finally endured it. He knew that if he did it, he would only bring humiliation to himself.

"Waste one".

The deacon Yu Ziang's sect welfare and identity token were thrown on the ground.

"You are too much".

Yu Ziang shouted angrily.

"What? Are you still trying to beat me?". The deacon sneered.

Yu Ziang's face was ashen, he gritted his teeth and lowered his head to pick up his belongings.

"Ha ha,

What a piece of trash."

"Not only waste, but also a soft egg."

The voice full of ridicule came out one after another.

Yu Ziang lowered his head and gritted his teeth. Others thought he was a waste, he was a softball, but Yu Ziang knew that he was not, he was definitely not a softball, was his character really cowardly? Yu Ziang felt that his heart was strong, and maybe he should rush to fight them, but if he was really injured, and his cultivation base could no longer improve, would his wish still come true?

Yu Ziang couldn't forget the look in his mother's eyes before she died, the emptiness, the grief, the nostalgia, and the deep remorse for him.

"My mother was driven out by the eldest lady, and she couldn't enter the family's cemetery when she died. She could only be buried outside and become a lonely ghost."

Yu Ziang told himself over and over again that no matter what kind of grievances and humiliations he suffered outside, he should endure it, that he would become a strong man, that he would return to his family, and that he would go to his ruthless father and ask questions. Ask your father, why do you ignore yourself and your mother?

In order to allow his mother to be buried in the family cemetery, Yu Ziang knelt for ten days and ten nights, but no one paid any attention until he fainted. At that time, Yu Ziang knew that he was just an abandoned son of the family. .

But what if it was abandoned by the family? What if your talent is not good? What if his mother is just an honest official (referring to a woman in a brothel who does not sell herself as a performer)?

As long as he has the strength, he will definitely make the family change their minds, and the mother's grave can definitely be moved back to the family's cemetery.

…

Yu Ziang reached out to pick up the bag of spiritual stones that had been thrown on the ground. This was what Yu Ziang dreamed of getting every month. He knew that his talent was not good enough and he needed spiritual stones to assist in his cultivation.

But at this moment, a foot stretched out from the crowd and stepped on the spirit stone.

Yu Ziang raised his head, he didn't know the disciple in front of him, he said, "Senior brother, you stepped on my spiritual stone."

"I know, but recently, Senior Brother, I have reached a critical time in my cultivation. It seems that I will soon break through the realm of Martial King. I need a spiritual stone, how about you gave me your spiritual stone?".

The tall disciple said indifferently.

"Yang Teng from the Five Elements Peak, right? A guy with a tenth-level military commander's realm dares to bully someone from the Butian Peak."

"Don't underestimate Yang Teng, although his cultivation is only the tenth level of the realm of military generals, but this guy's martial arts is the ancient beast, a kind of extremely terrifying attacking martial arts. Wait until he breaks through the realm of martial kings. , the strength will advance by leaps and bounds, and it is not impossible to catch up later."

"Ancient ominous beast, Yatou? Damn, this guy is so lucky? He has awakened such a powerful spirit."

Some people were discussing, and their gazes towards Yu Ziang were filled with pity.

"No, no, this is my spiritual stone. I also need a spiritual stone for cultivation." Yu Ziang shook his head.

"Hey, brother, give me a face, and I will take care of you when I break through the realm of King Wu." Yang Teng said.

It is estimated that even ghosts don't believe Yang Teng's words.

Naturally, Yu Ziang didn't believe it either. He said, "This senior brother, I have all the senior brothers from Butian Peak to take care of me. Thank you for your kindness."

Yang Teng's face sank immediately, "So you don't give me face?".

Yu Ziang said, "How dare I not give face to my senior brother, I just want to get my spiritual stone back."

An extremely cold expression appeared on Yang Teng's face, "After talking for so long, you still don't give me face. Since you don't give me face, then I don't need to give you face."

When the words fell, Yang Teng raised his foot and kicked Yu Ziang.

With a bang, this kick slammed into Yu Ziang's body, directly kicking Yu Ziang out four or five meters away.

After being hit hard, Yu Ziang's whole body twitched violently.

"Let me ask you one more question, will you give me this spirit stone?".

Yang Teng walked towards Yu Ziang and looked at Yu Ziang coldly.

"This is my spirit stone."

Yu Ziang gritted his teeth and said, standing up from the ground with difficulty, his thin body shivering a little.

"This kid is quite stubborn."

"Is it necessary to stand up for these spirit stones?".

Some disciples frowned slightly, watching Yu Ziang's slender body and showing a trace of pity at that moment, but the only trace of pity was quickly washed away. Among the sects, they were all competing with each other. Natural selection, how can there be time to pity others?

"Boy, then you are courting death."

Yang Teng's expression was gloomy, he raised his right hand and slapped Yu Ziang's face, who was still trembling slightly.

Seeing that the slap was about to fall on Zi Ang's face.

At this moment, a disciple pushed through the crowd and walked in and grabbed Yang Teng's wrist.

"Boy, who are you? Dare to take care of my affairs?". Yang Teng looked angrily at the unrepentant guy in front of him.

Lin Feng said with a sneer, "What? Even my disciples of Butian Peak dare to bully me?".

Click.

I saw Lin Feng's right hand grabbing Yang Teng's wrist with a sudden force, and Yang Teng's wrist was directly broken by Lin Feng.

"what".

A terrifying scream rang out.

"It's too ruthless, it actually broke Yang Teng's wrist."

Many people took a deep breath.