Chapter 3 Foreign Disciples

The peaks are stacked and endlessly. The lush forest vegetation bloomed with vitality. White clouds wander among the mountains, and the clouds are ethereal. At a glance, it is like a fairyland on earth. In it, breathe a breath of air, which is refreshing.

Under the leadership of Ruoxuan and Lao Xu, Lin Jian stepped on the ten-mile long ladder, looking at the surrounding environment and following Ruoxuan to the mountain gate.

"This is the mountain gate of the Lingxiang Sect. After stepping through this door, you can officially enter the Lingxiang Sect. A simple mountain gate is a dream that countless mortals and laymen can't cross in their lives." Lao Xu pointed to the mountain gate in front of him and said slowly.

Lin Jian followed the sound and saw a majestic mountain gate in front of him, which was engraved with three lifelike small seals: spiritual sect.

In front of the mountain gate, there is also a huge stone engraved with four daunting characters: mortals stop!

"Without our leadership, mortals will never be able to enter this door forever. One door separates the two worlds, one door can enter, and walk flat in the blue sky!"

The mountain gate is not only a mountain gate, but also a door for cultivation. The door of cultivation is a dream that countless mortals can't reach in their lifetime, cutting the original world into two halves.

was about to step into the door of practice, and Lin Jian couldn't help but be excited, and then stepped across the mountain gate with Ruoxuan and Lao Xu.

Suddenly, the scene changed greatly. Countless houses and pavilions were built on the mountain. They were magnificent and brilliant, and a large number of people shuttled through it.

A front and back, two worlds, calm and peaceful in the front and magnificent in the back!

"Reng Ruoxuan, why did you bring a waste in today?" As soon as Lin Jian and the three of them entered the door, a slightly sharp voice came.

Leng Ruoxuan is the full name of Ruoxuan, whose surname is Leng.

"Fang Long, you don't need to take care of my business!" Leng Ruoxuan's eyes were cold, and he looked at the man in front of him with a cold voice.

The man before he met was handsome and straight, and his robe was even more pierced with a picture of nine days, which was extraordinary.

"Reng Ruoxuan, recruiting disciples is not just your business. The leader asked each of us to recruit ten talented disciples. Look at this teenager, dressed in rags, ragged clothes, and beautiful eyebrows. He is ordinary and mediocre. Although he is much better than the glanguity of mortals, he is just a mediocre person. Are you listening to the words of the head? Or you don't pay attention to the leader at all!" Fang Long's eyes were sharp, and in a few words, he directly deducted the crime of great disrespect for Leng Ruoxuan.

Lin Jian looked at Fang Long, who was obstructing their way, and did not say anything, but secretly wrote down the man. He knew that Fang Long was here to look for trouble.

"Fang Long, don't use the leader to oppress me. I don't need others to dictate." He said coldly.

"Well, I'd like to see what you want to bring this waste into the teacher's door. The talent is mediocre, and it is also worthy of entering the spiritual sect? Waste is only worthy of entering the three- and fourth-rate small sects.

"I don't deserve to enter the spiritual sect, so I won't bother you. Also, learn to be a person, you have to take care of your mouth first, and don't always look down on people!" Fang Long mocked Lin Jian in every way. It was unbearable. Lin Jian's words were thorny.

"You are looking for death!" Being so ironic by a person who was not even a scum in his eyes, Fang Long immediately became furious. With his strength, it was just a blink of an eye to kill Lin Jian.

"I warn you, Lin Jian is the one I brought in. It depends on the owner to beat the dog. If something happens to him, don't blame me for killing you directly!" Leng Ruoxuan stood in front of Lin Jian, and his eyes were cold and straight at Fang Long.

"Okay, Leng Ruoxuan, I'll let this boy go today. I'll just see if I look down on him or if he is not even as good as a dog." Fang Long glanced at Lin Jian with cold eyes.

"I won't let you down." Lin Jian was not afraid at all, and then ignored Fang Long, followed Leng Ruoxuan and Lao Xu, and continued to walk forward.

Fang Long looked at Lin Jian's fading back. It was the first time that he was satirized by the existence of a small ant, and his dark eyes flashed a trace of cold viciousness, "Lin Jian? I wrote you down••”

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"Lin Jian, as the saying goes, Master leads you to practice as a person. I give you the method of practice and a few Taoism. When you can feel the spiritual power, it all depends on your own creation." Leng Ruoxuan suddenly stopped moving forward and couldn't help but flick his fingers at Lin Jian's forehead. A beam of bright brilliance instantly shot into Lin Jian's forehead.

"Ah!" Unexpectedly, Lin Jian held his head and howled in pain. He felt as if his brain had been stuffed into something, which made him miserable.

But Fortunately, the feeling of a splitting headache came and went quickly. After the pain disappeared, Lin Jian felt that there were more words in his mind, as if the memory was deeply engraved in his mind and could not be forgotten.

"You have limited qualifications, and I can't help you. What you will achieve in the future depends on your future." Leng Ruoxuan's expression was indifferent and without any feelings. She led Lin Jian into the spiritual sect just because of Lin Jian's persistence in strength, although she did not have any expectations for Lin Jian.

"Lao Xu, take him to the miscellaneous hall of the outer door to register. Everything starts with the disciples of the outer gate." After Leng Ruoxuan coldly ordered Lao Xu, he left here first.

Although Leng Ruoxuan has always been as cold as Yan Shuang and never speaks rudely, Lin Jian is still grateful to Leng Ruoxuan from the bottom of his heart. After all, Leng Ruoxuan is the guide who took him into practice.

After Leng Ruoxuan left, Lao Xu also took Lin Jian to the outer door miscellaneous hall.

The miscellaneous hall, as the name implies, is mainly responsible for managing all kinds of chores in the outer door, such as registering the names of new disciples, arranging sundries, etc.

Under the leadership of Lao Xu, things went smoothly and did not meet anyone who deliberately made trouble. After registering his name, Lin Jian was also taken to the bathhouse to freshen up and change into a yellow robe.

Lingxiangzong has always stipulated that disciples of the outer gate must wear pure yellow robes and cannot embroider any patterns.

After Lin Jian groomed and took good care of it, Lao Xu walked to Lin Jian: "Lin Jian, work hard and don't let Miss Ruoxuan down." Lao Xu said in a low voice. In fact, he couldn't figure out why Leng Ruoxuan brought Lin Jian into the spiritual sect. In his eyes, Lin Jian's talent was really ordinary. Leng Ruoxuan brought him in, which was a complete waste of the ten disciples given to him by the leader.

"I will do what I say, I won't let you down!" Lin Jian's voice is sonorous and powerful.

Then Lao Xu told him again and said goodbye to Lin Jian. When he left, he couldn't help shaking his head and sighing. He really had no hope for Lin Jian's talent.

Lin Jian knew what Lao Xu meant. He did not blame Lao Xu. After all, Lao Xu never satirized him, but sighed in his heart. Lin Jian just secretly swore that one day, he would definitely impress Leng Ruoxuan and Lao Xu. This day will not be too long!

Then, Lin Jian was taken to his dormitory by a disciple.

In terms of clothing and accommodation, there are significant differences between the disciples of the outer door and the inner door, especially the accommodation. The inner door disciples have their own small courtyards, but the outside and inner disciples can only live in the collective dormitory, but they also live in a single room, which only concentrates dozens of houses in one area, so it is also regarded as a collective dormitory.

Lin Jian thanked the disciple who led the way, and then took the key to his room.

He couldn't wait to find the practice method handed down to him by Leng Ruoxuan in his mind. According to the above practice method, he began to meditate, hoping to officially step into the door of practice as soon as possible.

Lin Jian is very longing for the power that can collapse and the sea roll with a wave of his hand. Since God has let him live a new life in this world, how can he live a mediocre life?

In a blink of an eye, a day passed, but the result was unsatisfactory. He kept running the Sunday according to the practice method in his mind, but he still did not feel any so-called spiritual energy or the energy between heaven and earth.

Although meditation is very boring, if it is possible, even if it is a day of meditation in boredom, he can tolerate it for ten days. It's just that starting from today, he doesn't have a whole day to meditated, because he still has to do sundries.

This is the difference between the outer disciples and the inner disciples. Everything of the inner disciples can be supplied by the spiritual sect. They only need to practice every day without doing anything. However, the disciples of the outer door do not have this kind of treatment. The disciples of the outer gate have to do two hours of sundry work every day.

But Fortunately, Lin Jian's miscellaneous work is relatively easy. He only needs to clean the library at the outer door. The library has practiced Taoism, as well as anecdotes, ghosts and various classics about the world. While cleaning inside, it also helps Lin Jian quickly understand the world.

Lin Jian knows that his talent is mediocre. If he wants to feel the energy between heaven and earth quickly, he can only sweat harder than others. Next, his life is almost two points and one line, the library and his own room.

A few days later, Lin Jian still had no progress. Today, as soon as he finished his work from the library and was about to go back to the house to continue practicing, there was a discordant sound at the door of the dormitory.

"I heard that a newcomer has joined recently. Are you the newcomer Lin Jian?" An arrogant yellow-robed teenager came over.

"I'm Song Ming, the boss in this area, boy. You've been here for a few days. You should know the rules, right?"

"Only by paying the protection fee can I keep you safe." Song Ming is arrogant.

Lin Jian's heart sank. In the past few days, he has more or less heard about Song Ming. His talent is also not good, but because he has a brother covering him, he has become a little bully in this area.

A group of younger brothers usually like to bully weak disciples and newcomers. Obviously, Song Ming stared at him today and deliberately found fault.

"If you want money, there is one life. If you dare to take it, I will give it to you!" Lin Jian looked cold. He was not worried that Song Ming dared to kill him, because Lingxiangzong had a precept and it was okay to fight, but it was absolutely forbidden to kill each other.

"Yo, I still met a hard bone. Brothers beat me. I'd like to see how hard this boy's bone is." Song Ming has never encountered a hard bone, but in the past, as long as the hard bone loosens its muscles and bones, he knelt down and begged for mercy.

"Bum! Bang! ••" Several of Song Ming's following classmates suddenly rushed up and punched and kicked Lin Jian.

"Puff!" Lin Jian did not resist, because he knew that he would not be the opponent of Song Ming and others at all. He allowed them to fight together. Even if he was tortured, he did not make a painful hum.

"How does it taste, boy? I will forgive you today after paying the protection fee and begging for mercy. Song Ming smiled cruelly.

"If you want money, there is one life!" Lin Jian's voice is still cold. He knows that Song Ming only finds faults and beats people just to beat people. Even if he pays money, he will not escape the pain of his skin. Those who want to bully you can find any reason to bully you, or even no reason.

"Cont on!" Song Ming shouted angrily.

"Puff••" Lin Jian's mouth is bleeding, but his fierceness has penetrated into the bone marrow, how can he beg for mercy from Song Ming?

In Lin Jian's eyes, Song Ming is a waste!

"This boy's bones are quite hard. Well, stop it. Don't waste it. Keep it and torture it slowly in the future. I'll see if he begs for mercy!" Song Ming's eyes flashed a ferocious light.

"Lin Jian, I think how hard your bones are, and it's better not to beg for mercy in the future." Song Ming hummed viciously, and then left proudly with several followers. He was sure that Lin Jian was a newcomer and that Lin Jian's talent was mediocre.

Lin Jian didn't say anything, but dragged his scarred body and limped to his room.

"It's a cruel man!" Although Lin Jian was beaten badly, some onlookers couldn't help giving a thumbs up.