"Senior-apprentice Sister Lu, you're so amazing!"
"Senior-apprentice Sister Lu, this junior apprentice sister doesn't know much about cultivation. Can you teach me?"
"Senior-apprentice Sister Lu, with your growth speed, you'll definitely become a sect elder in the future!"
"Senior-apprentice Sister Lu …"
On the peak of the back mountain, Lu Qianqian stood proudly. The words of her fellow disciples who had been pestering her in the Profound Sacred Sect echoed in her ears. Frost gradually condensed on her jade-like face.
The woman that Xiao Moxian sent away was one of her fellow disciples who had once asked her about martial arts.
To be exact.
She was one of her former admirers.
Unfortunately, he had violated the rules of the sect and was expelled from the sect. The fellow disciples who had once surrounded him seemed to have changed their faces and hearts.
"Phew!"
Lu Qianqian gently exhaled. She waved her sleeves and was about to leave when she saw Jun Changxiao sitting on a rock beside her.
"Kacha."
She took a bite of the apple and chewed. "If you have any troubles, you can find someone to talk to. Perhaps you'll feel better this way."
"This disciple has no troubles." Lu Qianqian turned and left.
When she brushed past Jun Changxiao, she heard him say, "Why were you expelled?"
"I made a mistake."
"What mistake did you make?"
"I made a mistake that I shouldn't have."
"…"
Jun Chang smiled and said, "I once asked you about your past, and your answer was that knowing too much about some things isn't necessarily a good thing. Instead, it's a disaster."
Lu Qianqian was silent. Because she had said it before.
Jun Changxiao took another bite of the apple and said, "It doesn't seem so scary now."
"Patriarch, don't doubt the strength of a first-rate sect just because you won the Dragon-Tiger Battle," Lu Qianqian said.
"In terms of overall strength, our Sect of All Times is far from these top sects. But in terms of disciples, we can still compete," Jun Changxiao said.
"Besides."
"You've been expelled, so you have nothing to do with the Taixuan Shengzong anymore. Do you think they'll deliberately cause trouble for you?"
Lu Qianqian said, "As long as someone still hates me, there will be trouble."
"Are you referring to Senior-apprentice Sister Fang?" Jun Changxiao asked.
Lu Qianqian didn't explain.
Jun Changxiao said, "The two Taixuan Shengzong disciples just now were a bit annoying. I've already ordered Xiao Mu and the others to secretly follow them and find a chance to beat them up."
Lu Qianqianqianqianqian. She wasn't surprised. were you don't care. "Lu Qianqianqian's words's's.
I Qianqianqian Shengzong's Shengzong's'
"I'll go back first."
Lu Qianqian was about to leave when she heard Jun Changxiao say, "Don't be like Xing Chen. Think of leaving the sect and running away after being discovered. Even if the sky falls, there's still the 1.87m tall Patriarch to hold it up."
"Is the extra seven centimeters because of your high heels?" The System complained.
"Scram."
"I understand."
Lu Qianqian left. Jun Changxiao sat for a while, threw away the apple core, and went to the Drizzle Hall.
As soon as he walked in, Li Luoqiu said before he could speak, "I've already ordered the members to gather information on the Taixuan Shengzong as soon as possible, as well as the Senior-apprentice Sister Fang that woman mentioned."
"You understand me," Jun Changxiao said.
Li Luoqiu said, "I also understand that the Patriarch's concern for the eldest disciple is far greater than the other disciples."
"Is that so?"
Jun Changxiao scratched his head and said, "I've always been fair and just to my disciples. I won't show any favoritism."
…
"Creak."
The prison cell opened, and Jun Changxiao walked in and said, "Have you thought about it?"
The Purple King, who was lying on the ground, gritted its teeth and said, "Despicable human, listen … listen to me, the beast race will never …"
"I know, I know."
Jun Changxiao stopped it, and waved his hand.
Yihei and Erhei walked in with a sumptuous meal, and quickly filled the entire table.
The Purple King, who was still very weak, smelled the fragrance, and immediately became spirited. It stood up with difficulty and sat down without hesitation.
During this period, although it was bombarded every day, eating Liu Wanshi's cooking made it fat.
Jun Changxiao poured wine for it and said, "Actually, as long as you pledge allegiance to me, I won't treat you badly. At least I'll provide food and shelter."
The Purple Craggy Monster Monarch ignored him and continued eating.
After finishing all the delicious food, it drank a mouthful of wine and said, "Come! Let's continue! "
"Take it away," Jun Changxiao said.
"Boom — — —"
The sound of cannons came from the back of the mountain.
Not long after, The Purple King was dragged back to the prison cell.
Jun Changxiao was not in a hurry. In his opinion, as long as this guy's stomach was captured by delicious food, even if the stone in the toilet was smelly and hard, it could be subdued.
…
"Patriarch, we're back."
The next day, Su Xiaomo, Li Fei, and the others returned to the sect with smiles on their faces.
They quietly followed behind the man and woman. When they left Southwest Yangzhou and entered a deep mountain forest, they deliberately attracted a large number of ferocious beasts.
Although the move was a bit old-fashioned, the effect was not bad.
Although the two Taixuan Shengzong disciples were strong, they were besieged by countless ferocious beasts and paid a great price to barely break out of the encirclement.
This time, they accidentally passed by the Sect of All Times on behalf of Senior Sister Fang and ridiculed Lu Qianqian. In the end, they returned to the sect with injuries all over their bodies, which was a relatively good ending.
…
Hall Master Li was very efficient. In just a few days, she collected information on the Taixuan Shengzong.
"Patriarch," she reported.
"The Senior Sister Fang that the woman mentioned should be Fang Lingyu, the most outstanding new disciple of the Taixuan Shengzong."
"Does she have a grudge against Lu Qianqian?" Jun Changxiao asked.
Li Luoqiu shook her head and said, "I can't find out for now."
Drizzle Hall could only obtain information on the sect, but it was only one-sided. As for the matters between the disciples, no one talked about it, so there was no way to find out.
"Pay more attention to this woman," Jun Changxiao said.
"Yes."
…
"Huff huff — — —"
In the wing room of the inner court, the momentum of advancement increased. Nearly a hundred disciples successfully broke through to the Martial King Realm with the help of the Martial King Pills!
The Sect of All Times had more and more Martial King Realm disciples now, but they were still a little lacking in Martial Emperors.
"I said four."
Jun Changxiao broke down and said, "Can't you use more strength and break through to the Martial Emperor Realm quickly?"
"Patriarch, we're already using a lot of strength."
Jiang Ya was speechless and said, "But it's really difficult to break through to the Martial Emperor Realm without a higher understanding of martial arts."
He and the Ning brothers had reached the peak of the Martial King Realm a long time ago, but after so long, there was still no sign of them breaking through to the Martial Emperor Realm.
"Sigh."
Jun Changxiao sighed.
Things like breaking through to the next realm could not be rushed.
"Forget it."
Jun Changxiao said, "Let's go and recuperate first."
He chose a day and entered the Space-Time Secret Realm.
But before he left, he specifically told Su Xiaomo not to give The Purple King any food and to starve it for a few days.
Of course.
The bombardment continued every day.
With an extremely durable target, Xiao Ziji's proficiency in artillery kept increasing. He could even accurately fire while moving at high speed.
No matter how much he was bombarded, The Purple King did not care.
But what he could not tolerate was that his food was cut off!
"Grumble, grumble!"
In the dungeon, The Purple King's stomach failed to live up to his expectations and said weakly, "I … I'm so hungry …"
His stomach had been nourished by Liu Wanshi.
After not eating for two days, he became even weaker than when he was bombarded.
Was he eating food or illegal poison?!
On the fourth day, the smell of food drifted in from the window. The Purple King struggled to stand up, but his hands weakly grabbed the cold iron window and said, "This … This King wants to eat … This King wants to eat …"
"Eating is fine."
Jun Changxiao's voice came, "Submit to me."
"You …"
The Purple King immediately understood that this guy was deliberately using food to force him to submit, so he angrily said, "This … This King will never submit to a human even if I starve to death!"
"Then continue to starve," Jun Changxiao said.
And so, The Purple King was starved for another three days.
The most unlucky one was Zhao Doudou, because he was also starving. During this period, he could only use water to satisfy his hunger!
Big brother!
You want to torture this spirit beast, why did you bring me along!
"Creak!"
The next day, the door opened and the long-awaited sunlight shone in.
Su Xiaomo walked in and placed a bowl of fried rice on the table. He waved at Zhao Doudou and said, "Come and eat!"
"Shua!"
When Zhao Doudou, who was originally exhausted, heard the word "eat", he immediately stood up and rushed to the table. He didn't even take his chopsticks and directly grabbed the rice with his hands to eat.
The Purple King also wanted to go over, but was stopped by Su Xiaomo and said, "You don't have a share."
"Munch munch."
Zhao Doudou, who had been starving for several days, wolfed down the bowl of fried rice. He ate until tears almost flowed out.
"Gulp."
The Purple King swallowed his saliva.
Although he tried hard to turn his head and not look at that guy eating, his eyeballs were honestly moving in the opposite direction.
"So satisfying!"
After eating the fried rice, Zhao Doudou touched his stomach and lay on the wooden board. He felt that his life had reached the peak. He felt that his life had reached the peak.
"Damn … damn it …"
The Purple King waited for Su Xiaomo to leave and walked to the table with difficulty. When he saw that there wasn't even a grain of rice in the bowl, his eyes turned red with anger.
Next.
The disciples of the Sect of All Times would give Zhao Doudou a bowl of fried rice as promised. He was craving for it.
Endure!
This king will endure!
"What a delicacy!"
One day, when Zhao Doudou lay down after eating the fried rice, The Purple King walked over again. When he saw that there was still a grain of rice left in the bowl, his eyes lit up!
He tried hard to pick up the bowl and leaned his head over.
At this moment, a voice sounded in his left ear, "You are The Purple King. You are the king of the beast race. Why would you bend over a grain of rice? Listen to me and break the bowl! "
Yes!
This king is the king of the beast race. I must persevere!
Just as The Purple King was about to raise the bowl, a voice sounded in his right ear, "Humans have a saying. A great man can stretch and bend. Now that you are in a desperate situation, you must think of a way to survive to have a chance to see the light of day again!"
"Break it!"
"Eat it!"
The two voices quarreled in his ear.
The Purple King's expression was hideous as he was caught in a dilemma.
In the end, he shook his head to make the two voices disappear completely. Then, he stuck out his tongue and touched the grain of rice on the side of the bowl.
He stuck it and retracted it.
Although it was only one grain of rice.
But with the combination of ingredients, it emitted the most stimulating taste!
Boom!
The Purple King was struck by lightning again. His burnt hair stood on end again!
His soul ran under the setting sun again, chasing after the youth and childhood that had passed away.
"Too delicious … too delicious …" The Purple King put down the bowl and pressed his hands on the table. He tried hard to support his weak body. Bean-sized tears dripped down.
Smack.
A bowl of piping hot fried rice appeared in his field of vision.
Jun Changxiao stood at the side and pushed forward with his hand, saying, "I have changed my mind. I don't want you to submit. I only want you to enter the Sect of All Times."
"Enter the Sect of All Times?"
The Purple King tried hard to raise his head. His eyes flashed with anger, saying, "What's the difference between this and submitting?"
"There's a difference."
Jun Changxiao said, "If you submit, you'll be a servant. If you enter the sect, you'll be a disciple."
"The Beast Race will never be slaves!" The Purple King said.
Jun Changxiao pushed the fried rice forward again, saying, "I will provide food and accommodation."
"You're insulting a Beast Race King!" The Purple King said angrily.
Jun Changxiao said, "The fried rice is in front of you now. If you agree, eat it. If you don't, I'll knock it over. The decision is yours."
The Purple King lowered his head and looked at the bowl of piping hot fried rice. He made a difficult decision in his heart.
"Jun Patriarch."
Zhao Doudou said weakly, "He won't eat it. I'll eat it!"
"Then eat it," Jun Changxiao said.
Zhao Doudou hurried over and was about to take the bowl of fried rice with a grin. The Purple King suddenly turned his head and said with a sharp gaze, "Scram."
Smack!
He sat down and picked up his chopsticks.
He looked at Jun Changxiao and said, "Let's make a deal. I'll only be a disciple, not a slave!"
"I'll provide food and accommodation," Jun Changxiao said.
The Purple King couldn't hold back anymore and started eating in big mouthfuls.
When the fried rice grains rolled in his mouth, the impact of the delicious food made him feel like he was running into the depths of the universe to chase after the dignity that was gradually fading away.
Smack!
Jun Changxiao took out the entry form and wrote, "The Purple King obviously can't be used as a name. Let's use Zi Xu instead."
The Purple King ignored him and continued eating his fried rice.
After a while, he finished it clean and said, "Another bowl!"
Jun Changxiao put the entry form in front of him and handed him some ink. "Put your fingerprint on your name. There's a big pot of fried rice in the kitchen. Eat as much as you want."
Hearing that there was a big pot, The Purple King's eyes lit up. He didn't hesitate to put his fingerprint on the name "Zi Xu".
"Ding! Sect member: 2000150000. "
Jun Changxiao took back the entry form and said to himself, "Finally, I've taken this guy down."
"Xiao Mu."
"Hurry up and untie your junior brother's leg chains."
"Yes!"
Ka Ka Ka!
The chains that bound The Purple King's legs were untied.
It staggered out of the cell. Because it was noon and the sun was a little hot, it couldn't get used to it and reached out to block the sun.
Damn human!
This king will first pretend to … pretend to be a snake!
Wait until my body recovers, wait until I regain my strength, then I'll trample you and your sect's disciples under my feet!
Smack!
Suddenly, a pair of underwear flew over and hit The Purple King's face.
Jun Changxiao said, "Toothpick, don't keep it exposed outside."
This was a pair of indestructible underwear from Supreme Goods. Not only was it triangular, but it was also red. It should be the same as Superman's.
…
Smack Smack Smack.
The Purple King sat in the cafeteria and ate fried rice in big mouthfuls. Because it was already wearing sexy underwear, readers can remove the mosaics themselves.
One Black and Two Black kept putting all kinds of delicacies on the table.
After Liu Wanshi was done, she sat beside it and smiled, "Senior sister's cooking is delicious, right?"
Purple Craggy Monster Monarch stopped and asked, "You made this?"
"Yes."
Liu Wanshi said, "Since you've become a sect's disciple, I'll be in charge of your food in the future."
The Purple King didn't say anything else and ate all kinds of delicacies. Its soul kept running under the setting sun, but the dignity of the beast race's king was chasing it further and further away …
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