Not long after, Song Zhong followed the boy into the courtyard. Li Ping waved his hands to chase the boy away, then looked at SongZhong with a face of astonishment, his eyeballs almost popping out.
Xiao Pang was stared at by him, and had to smile first: "Deacon Li, why are you looking at me like that?"
"Ah ~" Li Ping woke up, hurriedly said: "Song Zhong, oh no, Junior Song, I am really rude, I did not expect you to enter the Xiantian realm? Did you have any fortuitous encounters? "
"No ~" Xiao Pang hurriedly shook his head and said: "I am just a servant who takes out the trash, I have never left the mountain gate, how could I have any fortuitous encounters?"
"But ~" Li Ping stammered, "But, how did your cultivation grow so fast?"
"One is because I ate a lot of good things when I was a child, and there is also a good cultivation method, and the other is the result of my hard work, I meditate for more than sixteen hours every day!" Song Zhong did not dare to speak about the beads, and did not dare to be too in the limelight, so he hurriedly cleared himself of any relationship.
"Ah, so it is like this!" Li Ping patted his forehead and said: "I say, your parents are the best!" Obviously, he attributed everything to Song Zhong's parents, and directly ignored Song Zhong's efforts.
Xiao Pang directly rolled his eyes, and then with a little impatience said: "Deacon Li, I am now in the Xiantian realm, you see, according to the sect rules, can I be an official disciple?"
"Ah, of course!" Li Ping immediately said: "Since the sect rules are written so, then it must not be wrong, you come with me!"
Although Li Ping still looked down on Song Zhong, but he did not dare to violate the sect rules. So neither cold nor hot, he took Song Zhong into a room, and then without knowing where he took out a piece of jade, said: "Song Zhong right? This name of yours is really depressing! "
As he spoke, he used his power to carve the words "Song Zhong" on the jade token. Then, he handed it to Xiao Pang and said, "This is your identity jade token. With it, you are an Outer Disciple!"
"Thank you, Deacon!" SongZhong hurriedly received it with a smile, and then looked at it happily. Suddenly, he realised that Li Ping was staring at him blankly, and did not take any further action. SongZhong suspiciously asked, "Deacon Li, don't the disciples outside still have a flying sword, a magical tool and a storage bag to collect from you?"
When Li Ping heard this, he almost died of anger. He said in his heart, how can there be such an idiot in the world? You actually don't know how to give me any benefits when you're taking things from me? If everyone is like you, then what am I going to eat? Thinking of this, he gritted his teeth and said, "Junior Brother Song, since you know this, then do you know the rules here?"
Xiao Pang was stunned for a moment, and then he understood that this guy was asking for a bribe! However, Xiao Pang was a person who was left with nothing. His parents left the house, property and so on, were all taken back. Even his clothes were given by the sect. How can he have spare money to bribe?
So he can only play dumb and said, "Rules? What rules? I really don't understand! "
"You ~" Li Ping trembled with anger, but he still can't do anything about it. He can't beat up his junior brother for such a trivial matter right? If the other side is still a servant, then naturally he can beat and scold at will. But now he is an Outer Disciple after all, so he still has to leave some face. But, hey, kid, don't think you can take advantage of me!
Thinking of this, Li Ping angrily said, "If you don't know, then forget it. This is your flying sword, storage bag, you can go!" With that, he casually took out a black flying sword and a shabby bag and threw them on the table.
Xiao Pang hurriedly put them away and then asked, "Deacon, magic weapon? Didn't you say that the sect will also give out the lowest level magic weapon? "
"According to the rules, there is magic weapon, but now there is no stock. You wait first, when there is, I will give it to you!" With that, Li Ping directly turned his face, shook his sleeves, and loudly said, "Boy, see the guest out!"
"Yes ~" The boy ran over again.
Xiao Pang looks stupid, but in fact, his heart is very smart. When he heard this, he knew that this kid wants to trick him for his magic weapon. Although angry to death, he still smirked and said, "In that case, then I will leave first!" With that, he followed the boy and left.
Looking at Song Zhong's figure, Li Ping disdainfully said, "Stupid and no talent waste! Too lazy to care about you! " If Xiao Pang's talent is good and has the hope of promotion, Li Ping will not be like this. But the problem is that Xiao Pang's talent is too poor. Li Ping believes that his life will be mediocre, and naturally has no scruples.
When Little Fatty, who had not gone far, heard this, he was immediately enraged and scolded in his heart, "Old bastard, just you wait. When I become rich, I will definitely make you cry for your father and mother!"
After returning to his cabin, Xiao Pang entered his life source magic weapon space, and then took out the two things. First, he picked up the flying sword and looked at it. The sword was one foot and three inches long. It was completely black and was forged from Mystic Iron. However, its surface was riddled with holes and scars. The sword's head was nowhere to be seen. The magic arrays engraved on it were also somewhat damaged. It looked as though it would be destroyed at any moment.
Xiao Pang angrily scolded, "Good you Li Ping, can you find a worse flying sword than this? I am afraid this broken thing is an antique from hundreds of years ago, you really have the nerve to give it to me! "
Scolding to the point of anger, Xiao Pang almost wanted to throw it into the black soil to decompose it. But in the end, thinking about it, he still could not bear to, after all, this is the first flying sword in his life, it is better than nothing!
Fortunately, Xiao Pang now has countless treasures, he does not care about this loss. Thinking about this, his mood improved a little. Throwing the flying sword to one side, SongZhong picked up the worn-out dimensional storage bag. Using his spiritual sense, he discovered that it was less than 5 feet wide.
"Damn, only this much? A standard storage bag has a space of fifteen feet! " Song Zhong once again scolded, "This must be a broken thing that has been used for hundreds of years, your grandmother, I didn't give you any benefits? You actually used this kind of garbage to send me away, and also embezzled my magic weapon! Damn Li Ping, you old bastard, we are not finished! "
In a rage, Song Zhong directly threw the broken thing into the black soil, but the next moment, he immediately picked it up and said to himself, "No, I can't let it disappear, if I don't have a storage bag in my hand, it will arouse suspicion. Forget it, I will use it as a cover! "
Thinking of this, Xiao Pang reluctantly put it away again. Then, he muttered to himself, "Forget it, I don't plan to live on this trash anyway. The most important thing now is to take those scattered things away to avoid arousing suspicion. Then, I'll go into seclusion for a period of time to collect some good things. At the same time, the news of my advancement will have died down. Then, I'll use these materials to exchange for pills and treasures. What's left is to concentrate on cultivating diligently. I must cultivate well!"
After thinking about these things, Song Zhong adjusted his mentality, went out to continue to find the various deacons to ask for the sect's rewards.
Generally speaking, anyone who became an outer sect disciple, in addition to those three things, could also receive a set of basic cultivation methods, as well as alchemy, refining tools, and talisman methods, which were also set up for them to be able to contribute to the sect.
Of course, these things were the most basic, the most trashy goods, if you want to get better things, you must use spirit stones to buy them. And spirit stones, could only be earned by working for the sect. For example, helping the sect to make talismans, alchemy, or refining tools, could receive a certain amount of reward. Then they could use these rewards to exchange for advanced cultivation methods, or cultivation pills and other materials. This was the path that most outer sect disciples had to go through. Only after becoming an inner sect disciple, could they obtain enough cultivation materials without having to produce.
And to become an inner sect disciple, there were only two paths, one was to have amazing talent, such a genius, as soon as they came up, they would be snatched by the sect's experts as an apprentice, with their protection, naturally they would not lack anything, and only need to concentrate on cultivation.
As for the outer sect disciples, they could only rely on their own diligent cultivation, cultivating to the Xiantian Thirteen Heavenly Layers, and after successfully building their foundation, they could become an inner sect disciple.
And building his foundation, was Xiao Pang's future goal. In order to achieve his goal as soon as possible, he tidied up his mood after being angered by Li Ping, and hurriedly ran to receive his things. As a result, Song Zhong was once again met with difficulties by the various deacons, after learning that Xiao Pang did not have any benefits to give, they unceremoniously ridiculed Song Zhong, and then casually took out a few super trashy manuals that others looked down on and drove him away.
From the beginning to the end, Song Zhong's face had a silly smile, he had already experienced countless similar things, his state of mind was extremely patient. At this time, he would argue with these idiots, what he had to do was to remember their faces in his heart, and then use this anger to cultivate, when he succeeded in building his foundation, when he came back to take revenge!
"For a gentleman to take revenge, ten years is not too late!" Xiao Pang, with a pile of garbage and full of resentment, did not even eat, and directly returned to his residence. Fortunately, after entering the Xiantian Realm, the cultivator's requirements for food were not very high, although not to the point of inedia, but without food for a few days, they would not be hungry.
After returning, Song Zhong casually threw the pile of garbage aside, and then began to calculate. He was no longer a servant, so he did not have to pick up garbage every day. So, the rest of the time could be used for cultivation.
However, after reaching the Xiantian Realm, if he wanted to cultivate, he must rely on auxiliary measures, relying only on the rich spiritual energy of the Xuantian Monastery was far from enough. It must be accompanied by medicinal pills, spirit stones, and a good cultivation method could not be lacking. Unfortunately, he did not have any of these. However, Song Zhong was not in a hurry, with such an abnormal life source magic weapon, he had everything.
After a night of bitter cultivation in the life source magic weapon, Xiao Pang got up early the next morning, he hurriedly freshened up, and picked up the broken flying sword with the broken sword tip. Today, he was going to officially practice flying sword.
Flying on a sword was the biggest difference between a cultivator and a mortal. With this, a cultivator could truly be called a cultivator. If you couldn't even fly, then no one would think highly of you.
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