Chapter 13

In the blink of an eye, Zhan Chen had been working in the Golden Elephant Sect as a servant for more than a month. During this time, he had basically figured out the situation in the sect. Although the Golden Elephant Sect was a small sect, it had a heritage of nearly five thousand years.

Among them, there were 30,300 martial artists. From the lowest level to the highest, they were divided into servants, outer disciples, inner disciples, elite disciples, sect elders, and at the top were the Sect Leader and the Grand Elder.

The outer and outer sanctum disciples made up the bulk of the sect, with a total of 30,000 people. There were only 300 inner sanctum disciples, all of whom were Martial Masters and above, and the top ten strongest among them were known as the elite disciples. The elders were all Martial Honors and above, while the Sect Leader and the Grand Supreme Elder were Martial Kings.

On the other hand, there were not many servants like Zhan Chen. There were only 200 of them, and these 200 people were responsible for the daily lives and cultivation of more than 30,000 people. Therefore, they were usually so busy that they did not have time to cultivate.

Furthermore, the servants were only paid 50 taels of silver every month. Even this 50 taels of silver had to be handed over to the supervisor as a "regular payment".

Therefore, in private, everyone called Zhao Yan "Zhao Mosquito", which meant that everyone had to be sucked in by him.

However, Zhan Chen was different from the other servants. Instead, he was "filial" to Zhao Yan. Just this month alone, he had handed over 50 taels of silver, and he often gave him small favors.

Under his "unremitting efforts", Zhao Yan finally treated him as one of his own. The work that he gave him was especially easy. Therefore, Zhan Chen had more free time than the other servants.

Early in the morning, when Zhan Chen passed by the drill ground, he heard roars from afar. These were the outer disciples practicing martial arts. He could not help but walk closer to take a look. He was shocked by their imposing manner.

On the wide drill ground, a large number of martial artists were gathered. Their cultivation ranged from Martial Disciple Level 10 to Martial Disciple Level 12. Under the guidance of the instructor, they were practicing martial arts in an orderly manner. And this martial arts routine was something that Zhan Chen had never come into contact with before. It was different from ordinary martial arts routines, where the punches were hard and fierce. Instead, there was softness in the hardness, and the fist intent was stretched out, faintly carrying the style of the inner sect.

"This must be the entry-level inner strength mental cultivation method for outer sect disciples," Zhan Chen thought to himself.

He was no longer the newbie who had just entered the sect. It turned out that there were two main branches of martial arts. One was used for combat, and the other was used for cultivation, called Inner Heart Cultivation Method.

The difference between the two was that one was "detrimental" and the other was "beneficial". Martial Skills mainly relied on explosiveness and consumption of True Qi, and could not improve one's cultivation. However, Inner Force Mantra was the exact opposite. It existed to absorb and refine one's True Qi. If one practiced Inner Force Mantra for a long time, one's cultivation would get higher and higher.

However, the value of Inner Heart cultivation method was not inferior to that of a Cultivation Heart. of Inner Heart Cultivation Method of martial arts of martial arts of of of. of Inner Inner Cultivation of of of.

However, it was precisely this primary yellow-class inner force mental cultivation method that was not inferior to a peak yellow-class martial skill in terms of value. This was because the number of Inner Heart Cultivation Methods was less than 1% of Martial Techniques. Furthermore, it was hard to find. Only a few clans and sects would have them.

"I must enter the outer sect as soon as possible and learn this Inner Heart Cultivation Method!" Zhan Chen could not help but clench his fists. Without the Inner Heart Cultivation Method, his cultivation progress was extremely slow.

That night, Zhan Chen invited Zhao Yan to a restaurant for a drink. This time, it was just the two of them.

After three rounds of wine and five different dishes, Zhan Chen took advantage of Zhao Yan's high spirits and asked, "Big Senior Brother, is there a way for me to enter the outer sect?"

Zhao Yan shook his head and said, "There's basically no way. The sect's rules are set. Even if you are one of us, you must reach the Martial Disciple Level 10 before you can enter the outer sect."

"Is there really no hope?" Zhan Chen was a little disappointed.

"Why do you want to enter the outer sect so badly?"

"Is there a need to ask? Outer sect disciples can learn Inner Heart Cultivation Methods! "

Zhao Yan was silent. Yes, the sect's rules stated that Inner Heart Cultivation Methods must not be leaked. Once it was discovered, it would be investigated and anyone involved would be executed.

"Big Senior Brother, if you can let me enter the outer sect, I will reward you handsomely!" Zhan Chen said anxiously.

"You just said that I only want to learn Inner Heart Cultivation Methods, right?" Zhao Yan raised his head and looked at him.

"Yes." Zhan Chen was a little confused.

"Alright, I have a way. But after it's done, you have to give me 3000 silvers."

Zhan Chen clenched his teeth and said, "Alright!" He had not spent all the money he got from Wang Ba.

Zhao Yan smiled and said, "Rules are dead, but people are alive. I might not be able to help you, but my uncle can. He is an elder in the sect."

"Oh?" Zhan Chen was instantly excited.

The authority of an elder was second only to the Sect Leader and the Grand Elder.

"I will help you talk to him and ask him to accept you as a disciple. This way, you can learn Inner Heart Cultivation Methods openly. Once you reach the tenth level of Martial Disciple, you can join the outer sect!"

"Thank you, Senior Brother! I will definitely follow your lead in the future. "Zhan Chen's spirits lifted as he stood up and bowed to Zhao Yan.

"Alright, alright, I still have to give it a try. Whether it succeeds or not will depend on your luck."

After the two of them parted, Zhan Chen was as busy as usual. However, his heart was always looking forward to Zhao Yan's news. After another half a month, Zhao Yan finally took the initiative to look for him. His face was full of joy.

When Zhan Chen saw him, he asked, "Big Senior Brother, is there any news?"

Zhao Yan nodded his head and said, "You are lucky! My uncle has agreed to see you. Come with me at once. "

"Alright!" Zhan Chen was overjoyed.

The two of them walked down the mountain one after another. They passed through small paths and walked towards a tall mountain peak.

On the way, Zhao Yan reminded Zhan Chen again and again, "My uncle is called Zhao He. That Flying Cloud Peak is his cultivation cave. He is the Great Elder of our sect's pill refining room."

"Pill refining room?" Zhan Chen couldn't help but exclaim.

That was a good place! Who would have thought that Zhao Yan would have such a good uncle. In this world, other than cultivation methods that could increase one's cultivation, there was another thing that could do that. That was Spiritual Medicine and Pills.

Pills were made from Spiritual Medicine. A good pill had the miraculous effect of rapidly increasing one's cultivation. It was something that all martial artists dreamed of.

Thus, how could Zhan Chen not be happy to be able to see the pill refining room? Moreover, if Zhao Yan accepted him as a disciple, then it would be easier for him to increase his cultivation in the future.

"But you must remember, you must understand the rules. The dignity of a strong martial artist cannot be violated. Especially with your low cultivation, it is unprecedented for you to be accepted as a disciple. If you make a mistake, all your efforts will go to waste."

"Yes, Senior Brother!"

Zhan Chen could see that Zhao Yan had put in a lot of effort to get the three thousand silver taels. Sometimes, a villain was more efficient than a gentleman. If it was another person who was impartial and impartial, he might not even have the chance to enter the sect.

After passing through the winding mountain path, the two of them arrived at the peak of Flying Cloud Peak. The first thing that entered their eyes was a magnificent courtyard. It was about five thousand square meters. There were many rare plants and flowers planted in the courtyard. There was even a waterside pavilion.

This was the first time that Zhan Chen had entered such an elegant and luxurious place. He was momentarily stunned.

Zhao Yan proudly showed off to him. "How is it? You have never seen this place before, right? If my uncle takes a liking to you, you will have the chance to come here often."

When Zhan Chen heard this, he quickly suppressed the curiosity in his heart and focused his attention on dealing with Elder Zhao He. Yes, his cultivation was too low. There was still a series of tests waiting for him.

At the end of the courtyard, there was a large hall. There was purple smoke lingering above the hall. This could be the smoke from the pill refining process.

At the entrance of the hall, there were two outer disciples guarding the door. They obviously recognized Zhao Yan and did not stop him. Thus, the two of them walked into the hall.

When they entered, they heard someone scolding them. "What are the three of you doing? You can't even refine the most basic Rejuvenation Pill! To think that you are still my disciples. My old face is going to be completely lost because of you! "

An old Daoist with white hair and beard placed his hands behind his back. He was scolding the three disciples who were kneeling on the ground. The three disciples' heads were on the ground and they did not dare to look at the old Daoist in front of them.

At this time, Zhao Yan dared to step forward. He cupped his hands and said, "Greetings, Uncle! Greetings, Senior Brothers and Senior Sisters! "

So that person was Zhao He. He raised his head and said, "Yan 'er, you are here!" He then shouted at the three disciples who were kneeling on the ground, "You three useless things! Hurry up and scram!"

The three Martial Masters who were kneeling on the ground felt as if they had been pardoned and quickly left the hall.

Zhao He was obviously still angry. Zhan Chen could not help but feel a little apprehensive. It seemed like he had come at the wrong time today.

However, Zhao Yan did not care so much. He directly said to Zhao He, "Uncle, the person behind is the Zhan Chen that I mentioned to you a few times. He is young and promising."

Zhao He looked at Zhan Chen angrily. Two rays of light shot out from his eyes.

Zhan Chen, on the other hand, had a different feeling. He felt that Zhao He was looking at him with an oppressive gaze. It was so oppressive that he did not dare to look at him directly.

However, how could Zhan Chen, who was never willing to admit defeat, be oppressed by this? He was not afraid at all. He looked at Zhao He calmly, appearing neither servile nor overbearing.

Zhao He's anger immediately dissipated. He was surprised as if he had seen a treasure. He thought, "Zhao Yan is usually ignorant and incompetent. He only knows how to make trouble for me. I didn't expect that he would make friends with such a person. Although this person's cultivation is low, he has a strong will and a strong physique. He is definitely not an ordinary person. Alright, I will show him some kindness today. Maybe in the future, there will be a pleasant surprise. "

Thus, he nodded and praised, "Not bad, not bad! Kid, your name is Zhan Chen, right? "

"Yes."

"Are you willing to become my disciple?"

Zhan Chen was also surprised. He did not expect it to be so easy. He originally thought that he might not be able to succeed this time. He did not dare to hesitate. He quickly knelt down and kowtowed to Zhao He, "Master, please accept a bow from your disciple!"

Zhao He laughed and said, "Alright, I will accept you as my disciple. However, your cultivation is too low. You can only be considered as a disciple in name. Are you willing to accept me as your disciple? "

"Master, you are exaggerating. I am already flattered to be your disciple. What other objections do I have?"

"Good! From now on, I will allow you to enter and leave the Flying Clouds Peak freely. Yan 'er, bring him to make an identity token! "