151 Wang Tiezhu and Tian Erniu

The sun has risen high, and the two finally boarded the Fengcheng platform. The disciples are one after another, with different specifications, but in front of the door are all suspended stone swords with spiritual power, and the level of the disciple is engraved on the sword. Yao Ling's eyes quickly swept to the lowest row of rooms, which should be the junior disciple's room. In the last few rooms, there were low-level disciples going in and out. There were two senior disciples wearing Haoran towels on their shoulders and dressed in green frost Taoist clothes. They urged them in a hurry. They did not dictate to those low-level disciples, and they looked quite impatient.

"Let's go and have a look." Fengchuan and Yao Ling winced. The two approached and heard clearly that the senior disciple, who was short and fat, with a round head like a meat ball, and his eyes were as small as sesame seeds, scolded: "You guys, don't linger! You can't go to Yuzhi Garden before the time. It's you who suffer!"

Several low-level disciples came out of the room with their backs or bags on their backs. They were scolded but only lowered their heads to speed up their pace. Not to mention complaining, except for the horror on their faces, they didn't even dare to reveal their dissatisfaction. The two senior disciples became more and more proud. The short fat man stretched out his little finger to pick his nostrils, and then carelessly took it. Most of them... It was on those low-level disciples who quickly slipped past him.

Looking at this situation, I feel very familiar. Compared with Yuxiang, Kunlunshan has a stricter division of disciple grades. From low to high, it is Yu, Zhou, Hong, Huang, Tian, Di, Xuan and Huang. Looking at those low-level disciples wearing Tang Turbans, they should be the disciples who have just entered, and those two senior disciples are just more than Hong-level disciples...

"Hey, you two, who are you!"

Yao Ling Fengchuan was stopped by the eunuch's voice. Fengchuan felt very obedient. With a modest smile on his face, he arched his hand to the two Hong-level disciples and said, "Two brothers, we are new students. We are here to report to you."

"Just kidding! Are there any new disciples who just started hanging their arms all over the mountain? Say it! How did you two thieves break into Fengchengtai!"

The dwarf winter melon said, and the two golden roar charms had been pinched in their hands. It's just that the Hong disciples who have just learned a little charm are so arrogant? Yao Ling was about to talk back, but Fengchuan smiled and said, "In this way, it's the two of us who are wrong. What the two brothers taught me a lesson. We are indeed new disciples. He Xizhen ordered us to report to Brother Chen Xie here.

He Xi is the name of He Xi Dynasty. The dwarf winter melon exchanged eyes with the big cake face next to it. The winter melon continued to be anly said anrily, "What about with Uncle Xi? Is the disciple he like great? No... You two, can't you be the same liar who the old man came up the mountain!"

Huh? Although He Xichao's image is a little worse and his personality is a little strange, he is also a disciple of Kunlun Yuyang, the uncle of the short winter melon. Why does he also call him a "dead old man"? It's not appropriate to abuse the elder like this...

And what's wrong with "the swindler who got the old man up the mountain"?

The short winter melon shouted louder and louder, and those low-level disciples also stopped and looked at him and Fengchuan Yaoling, and stopped leaving. The big cake face held the corner of the dwarf winter melon, and the dwarf winter melon dodged and said, "Am I wrong? It was the same the other day! The dead old man gave me two people. One was an old grandmother who was half buried in the loess that he couldn't find his teeth, and the other was an uncle with blind left eyes and right legs, lame chicken breasts and hunchbacks. He said that he had just received disciples! The result..."

When the dwarf winter melon said this, the big cake face simply covered his mouth. Yaoling has heard a cold sweat. If it's really such an old grandmother, isn't it a little late to start cultivating immortals now? And that... amazing uncle, what is he going to go up the mountain to practice? Wheelchair swordsmanship?

"I just want to say it!" The dwarf winter melon pushed away the big cake face and wiped the saliva on his mouth. "What's the result... Those two people obviously came up the mountain because they thought the house price was too expensive at the foot of the mountain! And how can that kind of goods pass the many tests of the Jiuqu Fairy Path? I can't believe what the old man has done!"

After the short winter melon walked away, Yao Ling lowered his head to look at himself, turned his head to look at Fengchuan, and arched his hand to the short winter melon and said, "Brother, look at the two of us, it's not bad... Fenghua Zhengmao's limbs are sound. Please believe us. We are definitely not here to cheat food, drink and live in the house..."

It's just to deceive people. Yao Ling said and looked up at the reaction of the short winter melon. The dwarf winter melon looked at Yao Ling with a strange look, which was neither infurious nor negative nor affirmative, but more like doing something for Yaoling in the dark. What does this mean? I don't understand.

Yaoling was in a daze, but Fengchuan had already stepped forward and bowed deeply to the dwarf wax gourd and the big cake face. This bow didn't matter. The dwarf wax gourd actually reached out and held Fengchuan with joy on his face: "Oh, hehe, hehe~ Why do you need to be polite? The younger brother and sister are reasonable, and although Uncle Xi acted strangely... It's surprising, but Our brothers are still very reasonable~"

The dwarf winter melon said, holding something in his arms. The action was very fast, but it was still seen by the distant spirit. No wonder the attitude changed so fast. It turned out that Xiao Fengchuan bribed! What did he give the dwarf winter melon? Silver? Silver ticket?

"Thank you, brother." Anyway, this level has passed, and Yao Ling also came to thank him. The dwarf winter melon cleared his throat and pretended to be serious and said, "Then you two... Hey, what's your name?"

"My name is Wang Tiezhu. Her name is Tian Erniu!" Fengchuan replied in front of Yaoling. The dwarf winter melon's eyebrows moved and did not question: "That brother and sister... Let's go to Yuzhi Garden with these brothers!" As for the daily use of the Taoist turban, the senior sister over there has her own arrangements.

Yuzhiyuan? It sounds like a nursery that grows Zhicao. I have an impression of taking care of Zhicao since I was a child. When I was a child, I was favored by my master. I didn't personally do this kind of tiring, dirty and time-consuming work. I just learned to observe it in my spare time. Speaking of which, serving Zhicao is the same as carrying water and feeding pigs for cooking. It is a compulsory course for the lowest-level introductory disciples. The short winter melon arranges Yao Lingfengchuan to go to Yuzhi Garden. It is true, but if it is under the premise of receiving money, then...

Yao Ling muttered in his heart, and his footsteps unconsciously followed the large team of low-level disciples. She pulled Fengchuan's sleeve and asked softly, "What did you just give the dwarf winter melon?"

"It's just a few big return pills." Fengchuan whispered in his ear. While talking, he paid attention to the low-level disciples around him. Why did they all look sad? Could it be forcibly caught up the mountain?

"Great Return Dan?" Yao Ling shrugged his shoulders and said, "You are carrying such a low-level elixir with you. We can't use it."

Da Huan Dan is not low in the level of elixir, but Yao Ling Fengchuan has passed the stage of using this elixir. Fengchuan whispered lower this time: "It's not mine, it's on the hanging ladder, when the Hong-level disciple passed by us..."

"You stole it!" Yao Ling shouted in her throat. She grabbed Xiao Fengchuan's wrist. Isn't this guy too bold to steal the things of his Kunlun disciples on Xianshan? Is he so confident in his own methods? What if someone finds out at that time?

"Why are you so nervous? I didn't steal it, but Wang Tiezhu." Feng Chuan said, shaking his shoulders proudly - what's so proud of this! It's like he did something great and glorious! Yao Ling put his hands together and bowed twice to the southeast and northwest. Those big brothers, sisters, uncles, aunts, grandparents and grandmothers whose real names are Wang Tiezhu and Tian Erniu have no choice but to borrow your names, but all the immoral things are done by the bad boy who has nothing to do with me...

While worshiping, he also found something was wrong. Why are the rest of these low-level disciples depressed? Shouldn't you be happy that the good life of cultivating immortals has begun like this?

"This - this brother." Fengchuan followed the disciple who was walking next to him and said, "Where is the Yuzhi Garden we are going to? How long will it take to get there?"

"Well, I'm afraid I won't be able to get there before dark." The old man continued to answer with a bitter look of hatred.

Huh? Can't you get there before dark? However, didn't the short winter melon in front say that it would suffer if it didn't arrive before?

"What you don't know is that Yuzhi Garden is the most remote and desolate nursery in Kunlun Mountain. I don't know why the grass planted there has never survived in the past ten years. But Elder He You will still send a few disciples there to see the garden. All disciples who are sent to the garden have no chance to have morning classes and practice with other disciples. Once they go, they can't even see the shadow of the master. After a long time, no one will remember the recall... It's almost equivalent to being abandoned by the sect..."

So miserable? Yao Ling spit out his tongue. If it's just looking at the garden, there are ten people in this team now, which seems to be a little too much.

"Why didn't you have a chance to practice? There is nothing to see in a broken garden. Even if you leave it alone, you won't lose anything. As long as you sneak into the Jinglou and read those scriptures and swords ten times and eight times, there is no kung fu that you can't learn..."

Only Xiao Fengchuan dares to spread such unparalleled remarks in such a place... The Kunlun faction is well guarded, and it is absolutely impossible for Yao Lingfengchuan to join hands to enter. It is too inappropriate to provide this kind of advice to new rookies. More importantly, does Xiao Fengchuan think that others can learn it just by reading a book like him?

"Brother, this is joking. We finally passed the trial of Jiuqu Fairy Path, but Brother Chen Xie... Alas, there is such a thing on the Fairy Mountain. Who would have thought of it?"

It sounds like it's all the decision of dwarf winter melon Chenxie to arrange these dozen people to go to Yuzhiyuan. How can he have so much power? You don't need to ask, you know that it must be the master's brother or elder who asked Chen Xie to temporarily manage it. He showed off his power and looked like a villain's ambition, but he tormented these people who worked hard for immortals.

Although I came here to find Wu Mei, this injustice was in front of me, and I couldn't help but take care of it. Yao Ling's heart is boiling. Anyway, he must help a group of these new disciples. Don't let them spend their time in Yuzhi Garden!