This immortal has a lot of rebelliousness

"Look, it's Zhang Xianling..."

"Are you looking for death? You can't call me Zhang Xianling. I'm Brother Zhang!"

Outside the mountain gate of Wenyuan Pavilion.

Zhang Xianling put his hands behind his back and walked towards the huge archway leisurely.

Seeing this, a group of inner disciples who were responsible for cleaning up the fallen leaves stopped what they were doing, their eyes full of envy, and they couldn't help whispering.

Ignore the attention of others.

Zhang Xianling walked straight to the mountain gate and couldn't help but stop and look up.

"Junzitang"——

The three powerful and vigorous characters are vivid in my mind, shining brightly in the midday sun.

Life is like a play.

Once upon a time, Zhang Xianling was not qualified to set foot here at all.

It was just a joint examination, but his status in the sect continued to rise.

But now, people no longer look down on this tiny piece of land.

Cultivation and combat power are always the indispensable basis for the Three Realms and Four Continents. If you don't want to suffer humiliation and be slaughtered by others, you must have enough strength.

Only in this way can we gain a foothold in this cruel and bloody world of cultivation.

"Senior Brother Zhang!"

Just as he was sighing, a call suddenly interrupted Zhang Xianling's thoughts.

Square face and upturned nose.

The man was short and unattractive, dressed in gorgeous clothes from head to toe, and trotted towards Zhang Xianling with a smile on his face.

"Brother is finally here, but he made me wait here for a long time..."

He raised his eyebrows.

Zhang Xianling thought about it for a long time, but couldn't remember the other person's name. He asked suspiciously, "Uh, who are you?"

"Brother, don't you remember me?!"

He raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead.

The short man grinned, pointed at his upturned nose with his backhand, and reminded him, "I'm Shen Tu Yu. I entered the sect with you many years ago. We even had a drink together back then!"

Hear the words.

Zhang Xianling suddenly realized and remembered this person's identity and origin.

in those days.

When the previous owner of this body first entered the sect, he was indeed friends with Shen Tu Yu for a period of time.

Unfortunately.

The Zhang Xianling back then was simple-minded and was half-deadly betrayed by the bitch Ouyang Yun.

His status in the "Junzitang" plummeted.

On the other hand, although Shentu Yu had mediocre qualifications, he relied on the support of his family and managed to get the title of a serial disciple in the sect.

Even though he almost always came last in the imperial examinations, at least he was not thrown into the mountains to do menial work, and he lived a relatively comfortable life over the years.

From then on, the contact between the two became less and less, until they had no intersection at all.

"I remembered!"

He slapped his forehead with his backhand.

Zhang Xianling smiled knowingly and said without hesitation: "Aren't you the last-place disciple among the Sequence Disciples?!"

"Haha, sorry for making fun of me, Senior Brother..."

He scratched the back of his head in embarrassment.

Shen Tu Yu gave a wry smile, and said helplessly, "Life is difficult, and cultivation is even more difficult. With my limited skills, I only want to live a peaceful life within the sect. How can I dare to have any big ambitions..."

As soon as these words came out.

Zhang Xianling was stunned on the spot. He glanced at the embarrassed Shen Tu Yu and felt mixed emotions.

The law of the jungle, live a miserable life.

Most people are displaced in this chaotic world, and all they seek is a sense of stability.

even so.

In this world of cultivation fraught with danger, if you want to stay out of trouble, it will be difficult to do so without strength.

Talk about it.

In recent years, Zhang Xianling has been in a weak position, and the other party has just kept a distance from him, but has never taken advantage of his misfortune. Compared with other people, he is not too bad-hearted.

"Then again, it still has to be you, Senior Brother!"

Extend your thumb with your backhand.

Shen Tu Yu praised him flatteringly, "After decades of patience and accumulation, he finally made a breakthrough and defeated all the geniuses in the imperial examination. Now that he has returned with such strength, the headmaster will surely hold him in high regard. It's only a matter of time before he takes charge of the entire sect. I truly admire him!"

"Stop..."

Drooping eyelids.

Zhang Xianling was speechless for a moment. He waved his hand to stop the other party's continuous flattery and asked puzzledly: "No, why are you here instead of cultivating in your own cave?"

"Oh, look at my memory. I almost missed something important!"

Hear the words.

Shen Tu Yu patted his thigh, clasped his hands together, and said respectfully, "By the order of the headmaster, I am here to welcome you, Senior Brother."

Good guy.

After all this fuss, it turned out that this guy was specially sent by Situ Zhong to serve as his guide...

"That's good. This saves me the trouble of finding the way."

Smile.

Zhang Xianling took a step forward, stepped over the tall threshold, and said without looking back: "Let's go, take me to the Siku Library!"

"Ah?!" Shen Tu Yu was stunned.

Glanced at the other person.

Zhang Xianling frowned and asked, "What's the matter? Are you having any trouble?"

"No...it's just..."

Guo Zi's face was full of difficulty.

Shen Tu Yu rubbed his hands anxiously and said with a wry smile, "The headmaster wants you to go to the study to see him. As the saying goes, there's a hierarchy and priorities. We can't just leave him alone. If he blames me, I'll be in big trouble!"

"You're right, everything has its priorities..."

He put his backhand on Shentu Yu's shoulder.

Zhang Xianling smiled knowingly, his eyes deep as he said, "What a bullshit headmaster! In my eyes, he has no value at all. The Siku Library is still more attractive."

He took advantage of the situation and pulled the other person over.

Zhang Xianling embraced the short Shen Tu Yu in public, and grumbled as they walked, "If it were me, I should have let that old man wait a little longer. Just listen to me. If he ever blames me and puts the blame on me, just say I forced you to do it. You can't beat me anyway!"

For a moment, I felt like crying but had no tears.

Shentu Yu swallowed his saliva and could only accept the fact that he was being coerced.

There was one thing he was absolutely convinced of, and that was that he was no match for Zhang Xianling at all, and trying to resist with force was tantamount to seeking death.

that's it.

The two of them walked arm in arm, gradually moving away under the gaze of the inner sect disciples.

Castles in the air, dizzying.

On both sides of the towering cliffs, various pavilions with extraordinary craftsmanship are built against the mountain.

Surrounded by mist, at first glance, it seems to have a fairy-like atmosphere.

"Brother, this is the discussion platform. Competitions between fellow disciples are all held here."

"That's the Tiyun Road over there, a shortcut to the alchemy room and the sect's warehouse."

"The Law Enforcement Hall is Elder Beichen's territory. It's better for us to take a detour. Brother, you know that he has some prejudice against you..."

Along the way.

Shentu Yu followed Zhang Xianling around, constantly introducing everything in the mountain gate to him.

Small but complete.

Unexpectedly, although the "Junzitang" is not of high quality, it has all the facilities and gimmicks required by the sect. The planning of the paradise is well-organized. Compared with that ghost place in the back mountain, it is completely different.

With a whoosh~~

Caught off guard——

Several sounds of breaking through the air suddenly rang out, and the gorgeous light dragging its long tail swept through the clouds, causing quite a stir.

Stop.

Zhang Xianling looked up and raised his eyebrows, and vaguely saw three monks fleeing from a distance, stepping nimbly in the air, looking very free and easy.

"Oh no, it's the three Feng brothers!"

Also noticed the escaping light in the sky.

Shen Tu Yu looked nervous, sweating profusely, and seemed a little at a loss.

Narrow your eyes.

Zhang Xianling pondered for a long time, but couldn't help but feel confused.

"How did these three guys, whose cultivation is only at the Qi Refining Realm with the six orifices opened, manage to fly through the air?"

Ride the wind, fly into the sky and hide in the ground.

This is a magical power that can only be performed by cultivators who have reached the "Foundation Establishment Realm".

The true essence in the bodies of cultivators at the Qi Refining Realm is not strong enough, so theoretically, they cannot achieve this level at all.

"Brother, there is something I don't know..."

He raised his hand and wiped his forehead.

Shen Tu Yu's expression was awkward, and he explained with a wry smile, "The three Feng brothers are the last disciples of the sect elder Fan Bukong. Elder Fan is skilled in refining equipment, and he forged a magical flying weapon for the three of them, called the 'Square Instant Shuttle,' which gave them the ability to fly."

He nodded silently.

Zhang Xianling's eyes were sharp, and he secretly developed a strong interest in this flying magic weapon.

Traveling across the sky, thousands of miles a day.

If I could get this thing, even if I didn't break through to the Foundation Establishment Stage, I would be able to ride the wind and walk in the air when I travel around the world.

Just thinking about it makes me feel comfortable!

Shen Tu Yu had no idea of ​​Zhang Xianling's terrible intentions and seemed to be very afraid of these three people.

He shrank his neck, shook his head and sighed, "These three brothers are ranked high among the disciples, and they have Elder Fan's support behind them. They always like to bully others by taking advantage of their power. If they meet, they will inevitably cause trouble again..."

He pulled up Zhang Xianling's arm.

Shen Tu Yu looked troubled and urged, "Brother, let's go quickly!"

"Stop right there, you idiot!!"

In the blink of an eye.

The three of them had already fallen from the air and just blocked Shen Tu Yu who was leading the way in front.

The leading man was dressed in a smart suit, with his hair tied up in a high bun, and a sinister smile on his face.

"You're a worthless loser. You saw the three of us brothers coming and you wanted to run away. What do you mean?!"

"Brother, why waste time talking to this guy?"

The other man was also dressed in fine clothes.

The man, who looked very similar to the leading male cultivator, stepped forward, sneered and threatened, "Shen Tu Yu, you must have received the monthly allowance distributed by the sect this month. Why don't you give it to us as a filial gift? The three of us brothers will keep you safe. Otherwise..."

I go!

This is the rhythm of collecting protection money...

Drooping eyelids.

Zhang Xianling was suddenly speechless, and even felt a little ridiculous.

Sect Monthly Rules——

To put it simply, it is the spirit stones that "Junzitang" distributes to the sequence disciples every month as a routine.

The number is not large, about three or five per person, just enough for their daily practice.

If you still want more resources, you can only beg for mercy from the elders in the sect.

Or, like the three Feng brothers in front of them, they rely on their advanced cultivation and large numbers to engage in such plundering activities openly or covertly.

obviously.

As the youngest disciple in the sequence, Shentu Yu has been lingering for many years and has always been the one being blackmailed.