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Manager Xiong narrowed his eyes and glanced at the thin stall owner. His legs trembled and he shrank in horror.

"Useless thing, you don't know your identity before doing anything!"

Manager Xiong cursed in his heart and said in an awe-inspiring manner: "Qingfeng Sect disciples must also be reasonable and cannot bully others in the market, everyone agrees!"

"Two handyman disciples, I have a clan brother who also worships in the Qingfeng Sect... Hehe, I wonder if you have heard of the inner disciple Xiong Baishan. If you two want to use your power to bully others, Lao Xiong can only write about this matter. The letter informed the clan brother and asked him to seek comment from the elders within the sect."

"How are you doing?"

Old Man Tong has been cautious all his life, and with his skills as a spiritual farmer, he joined the Qingfeng Sect and became a handyman disciple. He has just lived a comfortable life for a few days.

When I heard that one of the other clan members was an inner disciple, I immediately panicked.

In the eyes of the handyman disciples like them, the inner disciples are considered to be great figures.

Although there is no way to control them directly, the worst way out for them in the future is to be an outer sect manager. If you just say a casual word, someone from the outer sect will betray the inner sect disciple's face and target the two handyman disciples.

Since entering the Qingfeng Sect, he was first given the skills, and then tested the old man Tong's farming skills, and directly allocated thirty acres of spiritual land for him to manipulate.

All the assigned sect tasks are related to spiritual farmers and are not dangerous at all, which is in line with what Old Man Tong thought.

Manager Lingzhi also said that as long as the output of the spiritual land increases by 20% next year, he will hand over the hundreds of acres of spiritual land that he is responsible for to Old Man Tong. He will also apply for pills from the sect to help him break through to the middle stage of Qi refining. .

Old Tong, who feels that good days are ahead of him, is most afraid of setbacks. If he really offends the inner disciples and loses his status as a handyman disciple, then he will really fall from heaven to hell.

"I think this treasure bowl is worth ten spiritual stones... Just pay this amount, and there will be no more disputes in the future."

Manager Xiong has a fat appearance, but he is very smart. Once he saw that Old Tong was timid, he knew that he was the most disadvantaged among the handyman disciples.

No background, no talent, no spiritual stone, three no personnel.

With the support of the inner sect disciple Hupi, he was definitely not emboldened to make trouble.

However, with his status as a handyman disciple of the Qingfeng Sect, he couldn't kill them with a single blow this time. He could just blackmail them with a few spiritual stones and tell them to go away, so that he could save face.

"Ten yuan is ten yuan... Junior Brother Lu, let's chip in."

Ten spiritual stones are not a small number to Old Man Tong and Lu Song.

But now he has lost his sense of control. Old man Tong is relieved to hear that this spiritual stone can resolve the trouble.

Lu Song bit his lip hard and refused to let go even though blood oozed out. There was only one sentence in Lai Lai's mouth: "It wasn't me, it wasn't me..."

He couldn't understand that when he was a casual cultivator, he could only swallow his anger when he was bullied.

He worked hard and practiced hard, not daring to relax even for a day, and was finally listed as a handyman disciple on the day when the Qingfeng Gate opened. And because the two casual cultivators in front of him disappeared inexplicably, he was lucky enough to become a handyman disciple.

But as a disciple of the Qingfeng Sect, he still has to suffer unfair injustice, so why should he practice so hard?

"I didn't break this bowl, and I won't pay for the spirit stone!"

Lu Song stubbornly raised his head and shouted loudly.

"What did you say?"

Manager Xiong was stunned for a moment, but he didn't expect that something that was absolutely certain would change again.

"You must think clearly. If you behave badly and bully casual cultivators outside the Qingfeng Sect on the basis of your reputation as a disciple of the Qingfeng Sect, you will be expelled from the sect. There are two foundation-building elders of the Shang Sect in Fang City. As long as I bring what happened here If you report the matter to the police, you can imagine the consequences, little brother."

"Junior Brother Lu, don't be impulsive... How about I pay for all the spiritual stones without having to share them?"

Old Tong was so anxious that his gray hair fell apart, and he pulled Lu Song.

"Then you report it to the elders and let the sect condemn me. I will not admit it myself!"

"Well said, how can I, a disciple of the Qingfeng Sect, suffer injustice!"

Bai Zichen cheered.

He watched for a long time and could only sigh that the two of them were in the middle of the situation and their reaction was more than a beat slower.

Old Tong was tactful and fearful, while Lu Song was resolute and stubborn. They complemented each other perfectly, but because they had just left their status as casual cultivators for a few months, they were frightened by Manager Xiong's words.

The senior officials of the Qingfeng Sect did not pay attention to the handyman disciples, but they still used the Qingfeng Sect's sign when walking outside.

Manager Xiong took this trivial matter to Elder Ji Zhu, and it would be interesting to get a reply.

What Bai Zichen didn't expect was that even around Zongmenfang City, there were such people hiding evil and dominating the market.

And even if he had 10,000 courages, he would not dare to detain the Qingfeng Sect's handyman disciples.

"Manager Xiong just said he would report to the two elders. Then I will wait here to see what the elders have to say."

"By the way, I also know Senior Brother Xiong Baishan. I will definitely bring Manager Xiong's regards when I return to the sect."

Among the inner disciples, there is indeed one named Xiong Baishan. Coincidentally, this person is one of the inner disciples who took the initiative to come to the door and present the name card.

"Brother Bai!"

Old Man Tong screamed in surprise. After the assessment that day, there was no trace of Bai Zichen.

When I heard this today, I knew that Bai Zichen had also become a disciple of the Qingfeng Sect. Based on his potential at his age, he must be an outer disciple.

Lu Song nodded slightly and said hello, and his expression became more relaxed.

Manager Xiong complained secretly, knowing that he had hit a brick wall today.

Such a young person at the sixth level of Qi Refining knew Xiong Baishan, and most likely he was also an inner disciple.

Manager Xiong now treats Xiong Baishan as a clan brother. When he really comes in front of others, he has already served him from left to right.

Although he and Xiong Baishan have the same surname, they are more than thirty years apart and separated by many generations of blood.

In order to maintain this line, Manager Xiong sorted out two hundred spiritual stones and sent them to Xiong Baishan every year. They said they were training resources provided by the clan, but in fact they were paid for by himself.

"I looked at it carefully again, and there are some suspicious cracks in this bowl. I think it is very likely that Yan Xiaozi directed and starred in it himself!"

Manager Xiong turned around and completely changed his previous statement.

"What a good boy, you actually dared to frame a disciple of the Shang Sect and almost deceived me. You deserve to die!"

He slapped the skinny stall owner with his palm as big as a cattail leaf and knocked the skinny stall owner's teeth all over the floor. He fainted without making a sound.

At the same time, he grabbed the man's storage bag, rummaged through it for a long time, and took out twenty spiritual stones.

"This little spiritual stone should be regarded as compensation for the mental damage caused by this person's false accusation to the disciples of the sect. Please accept it."

Bai Zichen signaled Old Man Tong to accept the spirit stone and didn't bother to worry about the rest.

Whether he was dominating the market or playing tricks to harm others, he was not a sect law enforcement monk. If his two old friends hadn't encountered each other today, he might not have taken action.

"Yes, he can still persevere in the face of difficulties...Brother Lu has gone through this mental ordeal. It will probably take less than half a year to reach another level of cultivation."

Bai Zichen and the two of them walked near the square and talked about everything they had experienced since they parted ways that day.

Jiang Shu, the little girl, happened to have a family member nearby, so she was taken home the next day.

"Thank you Bai, Brother Bai for your encouragement. I just respected my own heart and made a choice."

Lu Song's eyes were filled with gratitude. For a moment, he was really ready to be fired.

After a brief exchange of greetings and rejection of Old Man Tong's request to give him half of the compensated spiritual stone, Bai Zichen declined to explain that he had something else to do.

When he arrived outside the square, he walked away directly under the light, leaving only a trace of green ink.

"It's really my fault this time, Brother Bai. He is an outer sect disciple after all. He met the big boss of the inner sect within a few days of joining, so that manager didn't dare to act rashly."

Old Tong patted Lu Song on the shoulder with lingering fear and said.

"Junior Brother Lu, you must restrain your temper from now on, there are many people we can't afford to offend!"

"Didn't you hear Xiaoyou Bai say that you should stick to your heart...I can't escape anymore."

Lu Song took a deep look at the black ring on his index finger, as if he had made a major decision, and his whole temperament changed.