Chapter 6 Hatred Seeds

Suddenly, when he heard someone questioning himself like this, Li Mingyang couldn't help feeling guilty. But after thinking of his current identity and his earth-shaking body, Li Mingyang still turned around calmly.

A young girl was looking at herself with her waist bulgingly not far away. Although she tried her best to show a self-righteous appearance, it was difficult to be as dignified as other inner disciples at the age of twelve or thirty.

Although this girl feels ridiculous, she thinks that she is now in the inner door, and as long as the female disciple in the inner door is definitely the core monk, Li Mingyang dares not be disrespectful at all. He knows very well that even if he can practice in the inner gate in the name of the elder disciples, it does not mean that he can really sit on an equal footing with the female monks in these exquisite doors.

In fact, Li Mingyang doesn't understand why Linglongmen cultivates female disciples so vigorously. Although I have to admit that among the many female disciples, there are indeed some powerful people with both talent and appearance and amazing force, there are really too many female monks who are not powerful.

The little girl in front of her may not be very talented. As far as Li Mingyang knows, the inner disciples usually practice here since childhood, and they should have practiced for at least five years at the age of twelve or three. However, it seemed that her strength was not much different from herself, so Li Mingyang couldn't help underesing her.

However, at this moment, Li Mingyang had an impeccable smile on his face and bowed his body and said, "Maybe I haven't seen me before. I'm a disciple who just worshipped under the elder seat. My name is Li Mingyang. I just entered the inner door to practice two days ago, and I gave a gift to my senior sister. Although Li Mingyang is just a ghost, he has been used to the respectful appearance of the inner disciples for half a year. At this time, there is no problem with the etiquette and expression.

"Oh? Do you call me senior sister? It turns out that I also have a younger brother, but you are older than me. How can you be my younger brother? She seemed to be very interested in Li Mingyang's senior sister. At this time, the little girl also forgot to question why Li Mingyang could practice in the inner door as a ghost practice.

"Lingdang, what are you doing? Who let you sneak out? If you don't practice well, let the master know. Let's see who can protect you." Just as the little girl was interested in thinking about the relationship between his senior sister and brother with Li Mingyang, a female disciple in a long blue dress hurried over and grabbed the little girl.

"Sister, sister, I'm also a senior sister. I also have a younger brother, but my younger brother is older than me." Just like her name, this little girl's laughter sounds as pleasant as a bronze bell. He shook the arm of the female monk happily and said with a smile.

Zhao Ruling loved her little sister very much. Every time she saw the bell lazy and did not practice, she would find it out angrily, but every time she saw the appearance of the bell, she could not be half angry.

complained and stretched out his hand and nodded the forehead of the bell. Zhao Ruling pulled the bell behind him, and then remembered to look at Li Mingyang standing respectfully not far away.

There are also many male disciples in the inner door, and there are many handsome people, so when he saw the handsome Li Mingyang, Zhao Ruling was not surprised. He just felt that Li Mingyang was really eye-catching and couldn't help asking, "You are the younger brother who has just entered the inner door to practice. Zi? A re-cultivation in the fantasy world?" In fact, Zhao Ruling didn't ask another question, that is, when did the inner door reduce the standard of apprenticeship to such a low level?

Naturally, Li Mingyang didn't know what the other party was thinking, but said very politely, "I'm a disciple just recruited by the elder. My name is Li Mingyang."

"Disciples accepted by the elder?" Hearing Li Mingyang's words, Zhao Ruling was stunned and immediately said, "Are you one of the ten ghosts who have just entered the inner door?"

"Yes, the younger brother is one of those ten ghost practitioners." I don't know why Li Mingyang clearly hoped that others would not break the fact that he was a ghost before, but after Zhao Ruling said that sentence, he suddenly straightened his arched body a lot and admitted it calmly.

What about ghost cultivation? Since he can already practice at the inner door, even if he is a ghost cultivation, Li Mingyang does not want to be looked down upon again.

Fee that Li Mingyang's whole temperament had changed greatly in an instant. Zhao Ruling immediately thought of the reason, but the contempt for Guixiu in her heart was deeply rooted, so she was not in the mood to express any apology.

It's just that Zhao Ruling really has a great interest in Li Mingyang now. She has heard about the elder's apprenticeship a few days ago. It's only because this happened for a short time, she was confused about Li Mingyang's identity before.

But it is also because I have inquired about the candidates for the elder to accept apprentices this time that I know that all the ten people selected are indeed ghost practitioners, and ghost cultivation naturally cannot have any foundation for cultivation. But now it is only the third day for these ghost practitioners to enter the inner door, and the ghost cultivation in front of them is already a heavy cultivation in the fantasy world.

The cultivation of the fantasy world is not terrible, but it is really terrible to reach such a level in two days. At this moment, Zhao Ruling actually had a problem that he wanted to discuss with Li Mingyang about cultivation experience.

Just when Zhao Ruling was puzzled about Li Mingyang's cultivation, a young man in white slowly came from the direction of the martial arts hall. The visitor walked past Li Mingyang almost without squinting and went straight to Zhao Ruling.

Zhao Yan is a cold-faced image of Yan Luo in the eyes of many young disciples of Linglongmen, but whenever this cold guy sees Zhao Ruling, he always shows a very gentle smile.

Every time Zhao Yan sees Zhao Ruling, he will sincerely sigh that Zhao Ruling is the favorite of God's blessing. In Zhao Yan's eyes, Zhao Ruling is even more beautiful than Xiao Zhuer, especially her long black hair, which is more fairy. Compared with Xiao Zhuer's charm, Zhao Ruling is the most perfect image of the fairy in Zhao Yan's heart.

"Why is Sister Zhao stunned here? Is it Sister Ling that makes you angry again?" Walking to Zhao Ruling, Zhao Yan said with a smile.

"Oh, it's not the bells are naughty, but the younger sister is a little interested in this new brother who enters the inner door." Zhao Ruling seemed to not see the fanaticism in Zhao Yan's eyes and pointed to Li Mingyang and said.

"Little brother?" After frowning and looking in the direction of Zhao Ruling's fingers, Zhao Yan saw Li Mingyang standing there. Seeing this face, Zhao Yan only felt very familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen him. However, thinking that Zhao Ruling was interested in him, Zhao Yan began to observe Li Mingyang very seriously.

"Ghost repair?" At a glance, Zhao Yan was not hostile at all. After seeing Li Mingyang's ghost identity, Zhao Yan believed that Zhao Ruling was really just interested in Li Mingyang and would not have any other ideas.

Looking at the disdain in Zhao Yan's eyes, Li Mingyang still accepted it very calmly. Only at this time, Li Mingyang's calm face burned with anger in his heart. Naturally, Zhao Yan will not remember his little ghost Xiu, but not long ago, Li Mingyang will definitely not forget the fact that he was whipped by Supervisor He.

Li Mingyang is just a ghost, so he doesn't care about his small belly and intestines. Especially the more he sees Zhao Yan looking at him with that high eyes, the more Li Mingyang wants to have a chance to trample him under his feet.

Zhao Yan felt that he could observe a ghost Xiu so patiently for so long, which was the greatest favor to him, so he ignored Li Mingyang's existence again.

"Sister may be interested in his cultivation. In fact, this is nothing. Yesterday, I heard from Brother Bai that these ghost practitioners are just elders recruited to be thugs. Everyone takes a new elixir called Nether elixir to accelerate the burning sperm and blood in the body, trying to squeeze out the maximum potential in a short time. Force." Zhao Yan always looks high, and in a few words, he downgraded Li Mingyang's achievements to penniless.

Hearing Zhao Yan's explanation, Zhao Ruling and Lingdang had another expression. Thinking of the short-lived ghost cultivation, now you have to endure the pain of burning faster with blood, so that you can get rid of the fate of ghost cultivation and truly embark on the road of immortal cultivation.

Thinking that they have to pay such a heavy price to cultivate immortals, and may even have no chance to wake up after falling asleep, Zhao Ruling sighed and said to Li Mingyang, "Brother Li is really not easy to cultivate. Everyone works hard for the long-term inheritance of the exquisite door. Naturally, we have to complement each other. Today After that, if there are any difficulties in cultivation, you can come to Lingyan Pavilion to find me. Sister can still help you with the things below the virtual spirit mirror.

Originally, Zhao Yan said Li Mingyang's identity and current situation, but in fact, it was still to belittle Li Mingyang. Unexpectedly, it caused Zhao Ruling and Lingdang's sympathy. After many years of practice in Linglongmen, Zhao Ruling has never taken the initiative to invite any male disciples to Lingyan Pavilion. Now the first object of invitation is the humble ghost who doesn't even bother to look at it.

Thinking of this, Zhao Yan looked at Li Mingyang angrily and said, "What are you doing? Sister Zhao did not hesitate to surrender her identity to guide you to practice. Why don't you kneel down and thank him quickly?"

Hearing this, Li Mingyang frowned slightly, but in the end, he still owed a little and sincerely thanked Zhao Ruling, "Thank you for your care. I'm very grateful."

Naturally, Zhao Ruling could not really make Li Mingyang kneel down to thank En. He repeatedly waved his hand to ask Li Mingyang not to care too much, and then he was ready to pull the bell back to Lingyan Pavilion.

After Zhao Ruling left, Zhao Yan slowly turned around, lost his smile on his face, and said to Li Mingyang with a gloomy face, "It's good luck to eat your shit. Don't try to do some beautiful dreams that you can't afford. Go back and practice your ground Xuangong. If you dare to walk into the Lingyan Pavilion, even if you are the elder, I'm sure you won't see the sunrise the next day.

Looking at Zhao Yan's extension after threatening him, the expression on Li Mingyang's face still did not change much, but the hands behind him clenched their fists and clenched.

"Zhao Yanluo, don't die at the hands of others." Slowly turning around and walking towards his house, Li Mingyang secretly thought to himself, "If someone else kills you, it will be really boring."