Master always thinks that disciples are useless

Jiang Shuqian hesitated for a long while, but was shamelessly threatened by Gong Zhengyu, so he had to compromise: "I can take you for a stroll, but you are not allowed to seek death!"

Gong Zhengyu waved his hand: "I know, I know, even if I want to die, I will find a peaceful place where there are no people inhabited."

"No tricks!"

"Yes Yes Yes."

Jiang Shuqian said again: "...don't threaten other disciples!"

Gong Zhengyu agreed impatiently: "Understood."

Jiang Shuqian dared to take this restless junior down the peak after thousands of exhortations and instructions.

Gong Zhengyu deliberately ran faster today, the distance of half a peak is a piece of cake for the demons who have always been physically fit.

Jiang Shuqian didn't know Gu Qinghan's spell of capturing the landscape out of thin air, and was afraid that Gong Zhengyu would not be able to explain to his master when he ran around the corner, so he called out his saber, kept two meters from the ground, and followed closely Yu Jian flew behind the young man.

The expression also gradually changed from gloating and sarcasm at the beginning to surprise, astonishment and disbelief.

Even near the end, when he was about to finish running, the man still looked like he was breathing smoothly, his steps were easy, and there was only a fine layer of sweat overflowing from his forehead!

He probably knew why Master wanted to accept him as an apprentice!This stamina is amazing!

Gong Zhengyu stopped precisely halfway to the water peak, took a deep breath, and casually wiped the sweat off his face, feeling that the underwear and trousers that were close to him were a little sweaty, don't care.

He turned his head to look at Jiang Shuqian, and saw that the other party opened his mouth wide in surprise. He didn't stop for a moment, but flew forward with the sword, grabbed the hilt of the sword with his backhand, turned over and jumped up, "Let's go, thank you brother for giving me a ride." Already~"

Jiang Shuqian was so shocked that she couldn't speak, it took a long time to organize her words, and asked, "What kind of cultivation did you have before?"

"I want to know." Gong Zhengyu smiled, "I won't tell you~"

"You!" Jiang Shuqian finally built up all the respect for his brothers and sisters, and he said angrily, "You can't talk about it!"

The two stopped at the school grounds of the Xuanqing Sect. The vast flat stone bricks were almost endless. Many disciples couldn't help casting their eyes when they saw the bright red color—Gong Zhengyu's face was highly recognizable among the sects. After all, the Xuanqing faction has never seen a person who tried to die more than 100 times and failed to die since the establishment of the faction.

Jiang Shuqian asked him angrily: "This is the school field, where martial arts and swords are practiced."

Gong Zhengyu stroked his chin and said with a smile, "I know that."

Before he came here, he touched a sword and wanted to commit suicide, but he was discovered by someone.

Although he has been here for a month or two, Gong Zhengyu has been busy looking for death some time ago, so he is still like a headless chicken. He is not familiar with the internal structure of Xuanqing Sect. He only knows that it is the No. A large faction, the region is extremely large.

If you want to escape, you have to be familiar with the sect, otherwise, after running for a long time, it will be bad if you are still in the Xuanqing sect.

It would be great if there is a forbidden place where you can die at the touch of a finger.

He casually pointed to a place where many disciples walked in groups, "Go there and have a look."

Jiang Shuqian glanced at the time, and could only lead him there sternly, while explaining, "There is the Hall of Picking Stars, and the disciples in the sect don't have enough spirit stones, so they go there to receive tasks in exchange for the same number of spirit stones."

"Take the mission?"

"That's right, the spirit stones that the sect distributes every month are only enough for one disciple to survive the month. If you want to practice extra training in exchange for better resources, of course you have to do the task on your own, but personal disciples are different. Look at your own destiny." How good, the master will accept you as a disciple as soon as he sees you, and for the rest of his life, he won't have to fight like other disciples to grab a cultivation resource."

Gong Zhengyu was slightly surprised, he didn't expect that these cultivation sects would operate like this, unlike them in the Demon Realm, where they just eat, drink and have fun every day.

Gong Zhengyu looked at the disciples who came in and out, thoughtful day by day, and asked, "What are the tasks?"

Jiang Shuqian also did it in order to exercise her actual combat ability, so I have the impression: "Many, those with less ability go to help the nearby villagers chop firewood, and those with higher ability get rid of demons and so on."

Gong Zhengyu smiled knowingly.

He thought he had probably thought of a way to leave the Xuanqing faction in an open and honest manner.

Gong Zhengyu had a plan, so he wanted to take Jiang Shuqian back quickly, the time was almost up, he had to be more punctual, obedient and obedient, so that Gu Qinghan could put down his guard.

Gee.

The two were about to leave when there was a sudden howl in the Star Picking Hall, followed by a soft voice begging with all its strength: "Please, please, senior brother, I really can't do these tasks , Is there really no such task as helping the farmer uncle at the bottom of the mountain to water and weed?"

Seeing that Gong Zhengyu stopped, Jiang Shuqian kindly explained, "The tasks are limited. It seems that all the simple tasks he can do have been taken away, and there are no spirit stones to spend."

Gong Zhengyu rolled his eyes, hooked his lips, and turned back.

The man was still pleading, "Brother, brother, please, please, please, my spirit stone was stolen by a thief last night, it's only the beginning of the month, please give me a chance."

"It's stolen and you go to the Discipline Hall to report the crime yourself. The mission you mentioned is gone. Come as soon as possible next month."

"Senior brother..." The voice took on a crying tone.

When Gong Zhengyu came in, he saw that the crying and unmanly disciple was about to shed tears. He looked at the man's appearance carefully, and his face changed instantly. He squinted his eyes and laughed, "Yo, I'm so lucky My dear little brother!"

This person is the delicate junior brother whom Gong Zhengyu took revenge on twice, his name is Tang Yuan. Although he is an adult, he looks very small and tender, like a baby.

Seeing that Gong Zhengyu also looked like he had seen a ghost, he said in surprise, "Gong, senior brother Gong!"

Gong Zhengyu imitated him in a strange way: "Your brother Gong didn't die today."

Tang Yuan's face turned red with embarrassment. This time, there was no other senior brother who could block for him the penetrating expression that the other party was about to peel him alive. His eyes were still wet with tears. Anyone who saw him would think that he was being killed by someone. The bullying was terrible.

Jiang Shuqian saw this scene as soon as he came in, knew Gong Zhengyu's virtues well, and immediately cursed, "Gong Zhengyu!"

Gong Zhengyu shrugged innocently, took out a jade token from the disciple in charge of the Hall of Picking Stars, and approached Tang Yuan kindly, like a confidant senior brother, and said with a smile: "Lovely little Junior brother, do you want your senior brother Gong to accompany you? If you don’t say anything, you agree, so it’s a deal."

Tang Yuan, who had no time to speak: "...Woo."