I pretended not to know medical skills at the beginning, and I was looked down upon by the female pr

"You idiot, why do you want to provoke someone you can't afford? Did you drink fake wine? Or was your pig's head broken by the door? Or you fell into the cesspit and drank the dung water to your head? broken?"

Zhao Feng roared loudly and beat his nephew violently.

The poor bearded man screamed from the beating, but he didn't even dare to ask for help!
For Lothar Beard, this fucking is all his fault!
why?
Why bother with these people?
I can't figure it out and I can't figure it out!

The bearded man feels aggrieved!
Originally, it was to give others a head, but in the end, I accidentally gave myself a head to haunt me!
How could this be?
How can you do this?

How can it be like this! ?

Ugh!
Lothar Beard is extremely regretful, but how can there be regret medicine in this world?
I thought that recruiting my uncle who is already a practitioner would solve this trouble, but I didn't expect... my uncle was beaten together!

The uncle was beaten... and even robbed.

How the hell is there any reason for this?
Is there any reason to say it!

Ugh……

"Uncle, don't hit, don't hit..." the bearded man wailed.

The poor bearded man was enduring unbearable pain, begging for mercy repeatedly.

But is begging for mercy useful?
Zhao Feng was furious. With this operation, he lost all his savings for many years. How will he live without it?
While chasing and beating Zhao Feng, this kind of explosive hammer that has no scruples about attacking his own people also made all the outer disciples of the Shadow Island next to him dumbfounded. Is this... planning to beat people to death?

Everyone just stared blankly like this, no one dared to go up to persuade, and no one dared to move.

Good guy, it's awesome.

……

An outburst is not enough to relieve hatred. At this moment, a voice came from outside the door.

"Is nephew Zhao Feng there?" The voice was a little rich, but it sounded a little scary to Zhao Feng!
This person... is Zhao Feng's nightmare!
Since this person came to the mountain, he has suffered one after another.

Zhao Feng also had his own difficulties. He thought back then that he had cultivated aura by chance, and by virtue of being able to establish a weak communication with the sword spirit, he was lucky enough to become an inner disciple and a practitioner.

But the world of practitioners is even more terrifying than the world of mortals, full of oppression, and it is simply an extreme pyramid.

I have become a Qi refining period, and it is still the kind of Qi refining period with the least development potential, so I have been discriminated against and despised from the beginning. Fortunately, I finally survived the most difficult time and found a foundation building period. The monks are his masters of wearing skills.

There is a rule of not becoming in the practice world, no matter your age, everyone's seniority is ranked according to the realm of cultivation!

It's like saying, I'm older than you, but your cultivation level is higher than mine, so I have to pinch my nose and call you uncle...that's the reason.

Right now, this Martial Uncle Wang is younger than Zhao Feng, but because he is a cultivator of the Foundation Establishment Stage and he is a cultivator of the Qi Refining Stage, he has become his Martial Nephew!
Ugh!
There is no place to reason.

"Martial Nephew Zhao Feng, are you there?" Martial Uncle Wang called out.

"I...I'm..." Zhao Feng trembled all over, he even forgot to beat someone.

I saw a fat man coming in from the door, followed by a few people, and when they saw Zhao Feng, they waved and shouted: "Martial Nephew Zhao, come and talk."

Seeing this person, Zhao Feng was no longer as mighty and domineering as he was before, and directly turned into a pug!

"Uncle Master, what do you want?" Zhao Feng lowered his eyebrows and licked his eyes with all his compliments.

Seeing this scene, the disciples of the outer sect of Shadow Island present were all dumbfounded, what is this?What is this really... Bitten tofu in brine, one thing and one thing.

Fatty Wang glanced at so many people in the courtyard and couldn't help but said: "Nephew, come with me, I have something to say to you outside!"

After saying that, Fatty Wang turned around and walked out of the courtyard.

Here, Zhao Feng turned his head and gave the bearded man a vicious look, then followed the fatty's footsteps like a pug.

When he came outside, Fatty Wang said to Zhao Feng in a low voice: "Nephew, I invited some of your uncles to play cards. I don't have spirit stones in my hands. Can I borrow some for Huahua?"

Listen to borrow money!

Zhao Feng was dumbfounded on the spot!

"Uncle? Didn't you just borrow ten low-grade spirit stones from me a while ago?" Zhao Feng was extremely wronged!
The one-year sect subsidy for a monk in the Qi refining period is only ten fucking low-grade spirit stones, and the monks have to figure out where to get the rest of the spirit stones.

What Zhao Feng thought in his mind was that Uncle Wang is really awesome, and he used all kinds of nephews to blackmail him.

If it was before this, Zhao Feng would definitely cut his flesh for the sake of his future support and development in the sect!
But now... now... I don't have a spirit stone to cut my flesh!

I can't even cut the meat...

Zhao Feng could only reluctantly stand there and wait!

"Uncle Wang, it's not that I don't respect you..." Zhao Feng organized his words and said.

"Ah... nephew, how can you say it's filial piety! I'm lending it to you! I'm not your master, so I don't need your filial piety." Uncle Wang corrected.

"Yes yes yes... I was wrong!" Zhao Feng said: "Uncle Wang, it's not that I don't lend it to you, it's because I'm really short of cash."

Hearing this, Uncle Wang's face became unhappy on the spot: "Okay! Nephew Zhao, are you looking down on me? If I ask you to borrow money, if you don't lend it to me, where will I put my face?"

Zhao Feng said with a bitter face: "Master Uncle, I really have no money! I swear to God! If I lie to Master Uncle...then... the whole sect will die!"

Hearing this, Uncle Wang's fat face was full of anger!
"What's the matter with you? Don't think I don't know. When your master arranged for you to go shopping last time, you got a kickback. At least 30 yuan of low-grade spirit stones! Now you tell me that I have no money? Do you mean I exposed you?"

Master Uncle Wang is different, opening his mouth is directly his trump card!

Good guy!
For the sake of threatening, Zhao Feng was dumbfounded on the spot.

Good guy... and this one!

Zhao Feng didn't even know how this pickpocket knew about his kickbacks, but Zhao Feng knew very well that if his actions were known to the sect, then it would not be such a simple matter of extortion, and he would probably be directly Back to the original form, let alone being an inner disciple, even a normal person would never have the chance!
Thinking of this, Zhao Feng confessed truthfully: "Uncle Master, it's not that I don't respect you, I really don't have a single spirit stone now... I was robbed!"

"What? Who the hell dares to rob you?"

Fatty Wang came alive.