My cultivation script went astray

"You colluding with outsiders is really a shame to our Heavenly Sword Sect."

"You can try to kill me and see if Zhong Haoran will let you go."

Chen Lang squinted his eyes, suddenly raised his sword and slashed at someone's neck.

But at this time, someone hurriedly said, "Chen Lang, out of the friendship between our fellow disciples, please keep your hand."

The speaker was Ye Wenlong.

Chen Lang took a look and stopped for now.

Ye Wenlong said to those people again: "Skills are inferior to others, and it is useless to talk too much. If you do this, you will only humiliate the sect."

He knew very well that Chen Lang really dared to kill him. He knew it when he was in Qingzhou City.

Those few people had sullen faces, a little pale, and stopped talking.

They were not really venting their anger, they just hoped to awaken Chen Lang's conscience, but when they found out that Chen Lang really wanted to kill them, they had no choice but to give up.

But this does not mean that no one tried to persuade him. The crazy monk was very calm. He had experienced life and death and had already looked away and said:

"Chen Lang, the sect did something inappropriate back then, and it was indeed a failure to you. The sect leader also rectified your name. You were taken captive by the Pingtian Sect, which was not your wish.

But you can't go to hell in this way. The Pingtian Sect is not a place for people with lofty ideals. They will only use you and kill you after using you.

I don't know what you are thinking now. I only know that we were once in the same class. If you do this, you will only fall into the abyss. "

"Isn't it the same in Tianjian Sect?"

Chen Lang encouraged, "Why don't you come here to hang out? You have the same salary, and there are rewards for meritorious service. The treatment is no worse than that of Tianjian Sect. I can show you the way."

"Impossible." The crazy monk immediately refused.

"Why." Chen Lang thought it would be interesting if he could instigate a few rebels.

"Because we are monks." The crazy monk's answer was simple.

The female cultivator squatting next to her said, "I know what you mean. You can make money by going to Pingtian Sect, but you have to understand that the world is a river and lake, and God is watching what you do, no matter how good you are in it. It is an evil path after all, and once you leave the Pingtian Sect, all causes and effects will come to you."

"Good point." Chen Lang nodded, then looked at Zhao Yuerou.

"Do you still want to instigate me?" Zhao Yuerou didn't say a word from beginning to end. She just looked at him coldly, perhaps intending to kill him with her eyes.

"No, you are not worthy of inciting rebellion."

Chen Lang said, "I want to ask you a few questions."

"Don't tell me." Zhao Yuerou was very decisive.

"You really don't want to tell me?" So Chen Lang reached out and took off her shoes.

"Don't touch me!"

She shouted instantly, her eyes filled with tears, and goosebumps appeared on her arms again. She had a physical resistance to Chen Lang.

"Senior Sister Qingchan is really blind to fall in love with you, wuwuwu."

The others turned their heads and looked over, wanting to say something, but did not dare to say anything.

Chen Lang asked:

"As far as I know, your mission this time is some kind of trial, right?"

"I don't know." Zhao Yuerou refused to answer, but she seemed to be able to answer this, so she said: "The Lianhua Mountain Trial."

Chen Lang nodded, "Tell me the specific content of the trial and rewards."

After all, he is also a member of the trial, and he doesn't know the rules, so that's not good.

Zhao Yuerou wanted to reach out to wipe her tears, but her hands were tied and couldn't reach them, so she had to reply bitterly:

"The content of the trial is to drive you away. There is no special reward, it is just an assessment. Are you teaching hysteria in Pingtian? You only kill people to gain merit? You are ridiculously short-sighted."

Chen Lang thought for a moment, wondering whether to take off her socks too.

This guy just has a tough mouth, he just needs to clean it up.

"It's about the assessment of the Tianban."

Lu Youzhi interrupted next to him. He was afraid that Chen Lang would be angered, so he helped explain: "The result of this trial is not important, but the process is important. The elders will observe everyone's performance and make screenings to decide who will be admitted to the Heavenly List. potential.”

He noticed that Chen Lang's expression did not change after hearing the word "Tianbang". He expected that Chen Lang, a disciple with no background, did not understand the method, so he might as well explain generously:

“The Heavenly Ranking basically determines who is truly worthy of training, who can advance to the Golden Core Realm in the future, and who can become elders.

The others are just mediocre people who have done nothing, just like they did before, and they will be the same in the future. "

"Aren't all the inner disciples treated like this?" Chen Lang asked. He had heard it from the Goddess Peak Master.

"You were once considered a rookie, is it necessary to ask this kind of question?"

Lu Youzhi was really surprised by Chen Lang's ignorance, "The inner sect is just a starting point. Some people are just here to get gold. Not everyone has extraordinary talent."

"Then if I don't arrest you, are you sure you will pass? Where will you get in the assessment?" Chen Lang asked.

"Isn't it easy to pass the assessment? If you grab a blood flag, you can be firmly in the top five." Lu Youzhi was very cold, "I don't need to make assumptions for myself. I lost to you this time because of my carelessness. Next time you Be careful."

Next to Lu Youzhi, a short monk said, "Chen Lang, did you hear that? If you don't want to have a next time, let Brother Lu go now and take back the Fengming Stove. That's not what you should take, otherwise "Tianxi"

"Stop talking, I will wait for them to come and release me in person. He is not needed." Lu Youzhi said.

When he said this, you could see the disciples squatting nearby looking at each other with different expressions. Some were envious, while others were sad.

Hey, there's also life insurance. Chen Lang smelled money. This guy looked like he could explode gold coins.

Chen Lang stopped asking and picked up the shoes to help her put them on. Zhao Yuerou just stared at him coldly. This girl didn't appreciate it at all.

Chen Lang felt that the atmosphere was awkward, so he asked:

"Do you know the chief priest?"

"No."

"That was our former leader. If you capture him and claim the reward, at least it will be a first merit, and you will be on the Heavenly Ranking for sure."

"It's also a first merit if I capture you and chop you into pieces."

"Okay, that's right."

Chen Lang pushed hard and put the shoes on his heels. He clapped his hands and left the dungeon. The iron door was locked with a clang.

Chen Lang fell into thought.

That is to say, there is actually no standard "first merit" in this trial itself. This is good news, because judging from Chen Lang's actions in the past two days, the means of these inner disciples are average, which determines that the upper limit is not high.

He killed the chief priest, which was enough to meet the requirements for the task itself.

Even, he didn't need to become the leader of the Lotus Sect to be confident of completing this task.

It's just missing another condition.

However, since we are here, we have to bring something back. If we only get rewards for completing tasks, what is the difference between that and working?

After Chen Lang left, the dungeon was sealed again. Before the grand ceremony began, they would all be placed under house arrest and await their fate.

That very night.

The atmosphere in the dungeon was low. The captured disciples found it hopeless to escape and could not contact the elders of the sect. Some of them fell into a deep sleep.

But a strange fragrance suddenly entered their noses. Before they could react, they fell asleep.

Chi Chi.

A pale flame burned in the dungeon, burning off the chain. Ye Wenlong held a burning flower stem in his hand. The main trunk had turned to ashes, and the strange fragrance was strong.

"Boy, this medicine is effective for only one hour. It's hard to deal with the people outside. Take care of yourself first!" Ye Wenlong said with pale flames in his eyes.

Then, his eyes became clear again, "It's okay."

He stretched out his hand and grabbed a seed. A thick mist flowed out from between his fingers. The seed sprouted instantly and grew into a plant with blue flowers.

Then, the plant burned again and the fragrance wafted.

He walked out alone.