The Most Outstanding Anchor Immortal Cultivation System

Chapter 261 Conflict in the Cultivation Hall

In the afternoon, Wang Zheng, who was physically and mentally happy, left for the Tianzhao Peak Kungfu Hall.

Jun Xiaoqing, the goddess of the snowy land, has left, giving someone a reassurance that the goddess only has him in her heart.

The iconic blue hair glowed with silver light, causing many people to point and point along the way.

However, more disciples only heard Wang Zheng's name, but did not know him.

He is not like the little fresh meat star on the earth, who has a sensational effect wherever he goes.

Following the path marked in the "Zongmen Guide", Wang Zheng came to the Kung Fu Hall.

This place is not as lively as the mission hall and the trading hall.

New disciples don't have much contribution value, and it's useless to come.Most of the old disciples have already selected the secret books of the exercises and devoted themselves to practicing, but they rarely come.

Therefore, there were only two rotating disciples in front of the counter, chatting boredly.

In front of the huge magic screen, a few scattered disciples were checking the exercises.

Wang Zheng glanced at the magic screen. There were so many names that it was dazzling.

Dazongmen has a profound foundation!
The collection of exercises here is vast, and it is many times larger than the scale of Xianyunzong at the beginning!
The two on-duty disciples who were chatting have already noticed Wang Zheng's arrival, but they all curled their lips.

I thought disdainfully in my heart, the protection period for new disciples will pass in a few days, and this Tsing Yi disciple doesn't hurry up to earn contribution points?
What are you doing wandering around the kung fu hall?
Wang Zheng's perception was strong, and he had already sensed the disdainful expressions and mouth curling movements of the two.

I'm too lazy to argue with them, after all, it's impossible for everyone in the world to have a good impression of me.

After browsing the big magic screen carefully, I found that in addition to the five spiritual arteries of gold, wood, water, fire, and earth, there are also various classics such as pharmacopoeia, elixirs, formations, tactics, merchants, and raising pets.

Hey, that's great!
It's a bit like the meaning of an encyclopedia and a comprehensive library on the earth!
Moreover, the classics of exercises are divided into elementary, intermediate, and advanced.

awesome!
Wang Zheng thought for a while and walked to the registration counter.

The two rotating disciples restrained their contempt a little bit, but the disdain in their eyes was still vaguely present.

"Ask the two senior brothers, how many gold coins are needed to buy the elementary exercise cheats?" Wang Zheng asked.

One of the purple-clothed disciples curled his lips again, and said in a tone: "No... sell..."

Wang Zheng frowned slightly: "Why?"

"No...why...what..." the purple clothed disciple sneered.

Depend on!
Did I dig your ancestral grave, or stole your woman?
If this was on Earth, people would have complained about it long ago!

Wang Zheng secretly slandered in his heart, and decided not to argue with the other party, after all, he was here to do business, not to vent his anger.

"Brother, could it be that the only way to exchange it is with the contribution value of the sect?" Wang Zheng asked further.

"That's right!" Another disciple in blue replied.

Wang Zheng nodded: "Then I will exchange the contribution value for..."

"Huh? You change?" The purple-clothed disciple who spoke first took the lead, "Just because of... you?"

He looked Wang Zheng in Tsing Yi up and down again, his contempt was undisguised.

Wang Zheng narrowed his eyes, and said to the blue-clothed disciple, "Brother, I want to change the secret book of exercises."

Who knows, the purple-clothed disciple refused to let go: "Do you have contribution value? Did you steal it? Or... robbed it?"

The tone of voice is disgusting and disgusting.

Wang Zheng's expression finally cooled down.

"How do I get my contribution value? It's none of your business!"

"You!" The purple-clothed disciple's face changed, but he didn't expect the other party to dare to talk back.

"I can be a rotating disciple even if I stutter, so I can't have contribution value?" Wang Zheng said sharply.

"You... just... stuttered!" The purple-clothed disciple was so angry that he really stuttered.

The dozen or so disciples who were looking at the list of exercises in front of the magic screen, felt the different costumes at the counter, and turned their heads to look at them.

Feeling ashamed, the purple-clothed disciple's cheeks turned pale with anger, and he burst out with a terrifying aura of spiritual power, as if he was about to make a move.

"What, you want to beat me?" Wang Zheng sneered, "I'm still in the protection period for new disciples, you are not afraid of punishment by the school rules, just come!"

"You! Ph... Ph..." The purple-clothed disciple was panting heavily with anger.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the blue-clothed disciple hurriedly stepped forward to smooth things over: "Hey, senior brother, junior brother, calm down. Oh, isn't it just a change of exercises? Junior brother, what do you want to change..."

"No!" The purple-clothed disciple yelled angrily, "I won't change it for him! Not even a single one! Today I have my say!"

This time, even the disciple in blue was speechless.

Ma De, did this person take the wrong medicine today? !
Wang Zheng's eyes turned cold: "What if I have to change?"

"Then let me teach you a lesson, you bastard!" The purple-clothed disciple took out a long sword.

"Say I'm guilty of the next crime? Are you worthy?!" Wang Zheng didn't show any weakness, and took out the Zhantianliuhuo halberd.

The dozen or so disciples in the hall were all taken aback.

Wo go, this disciple in Tsing Yi is really awesome, if he disagrees with him, he will do it!

Seeing that they were about to make a move, a cold voice came from the door: "Stop it!"

Everyone turned to look at the entrance.

I saw orange-clothed disciple Yu Yiyi rushing in with a group of Discipline Hall disciples.

Seeing Wang Zheng confronting the disciple in purple, You Yiyi was speechless.

This Junior Brother Wang, no matter where he goes, he causes trouble!

Wang Zheng looked at You Yiyi even more speechless.

Why is this decisive senior sister in Chengyi everywhere?Wouldn't it be twelve hours a day, all staring at me? !
"What's going on?" Yu Yiyi asked coldly.

The purple-clothed disciple answered first: "Senior Sister You, you are here at the right time! This new disciple in Tsing Yi is causing trouble for no reason and making a big fuss in the kung fu hall!"

What a villain to sue first!

Seeing Yu Yiyi's gaze drifting over, Wang Zheng replied in a deep voice: "People don't attack me, I don't attack others, if people attack me, I give up a point, people still attack me, why bear it?!"

The tone is sonorous and powerful!

You Yiyi understood a little when he heard it, and it was probably the old disciple in purple who bullied the newcomer.

Speaking of it, where there are people, there are Jianghu; where there are Jianghu, seniority is considered.

It is always unavoidable for the old to bully the new.

However, we also have to look at who the target of bullying is!
U Yiyi turned around and asked the disciple in blue: "What's going on, tell me?"

"Senior sister, it's like this." The blue-clothed disciple didn't dare to hide it, "This junior brother wanted to exchange for the secret book of exercises, but the senior brother thought he had no contribution value, so the two quarreled."

The process was roughly the same, but the blue-clothed disciple avoided the most important and took the lightest, and still covered for the purple-clothed disciple.

If this is really an understatement, how could the two have conflicts and conflicts?
You Yiyi naturally understood in her heart, thought for a while, and said: "Although our sect's martial arts are prosperous, we can't have no rules. If we disagree with each other, we will draw swords and move sticks. How decent!"

The meaning inside and outside the words is to make a big event into a small one, and the trivial matter has been turned into a small one, not to mention that it is not a big thing in the first place.

Wang Zheng's icy expression melted slightly, and he was about to put away the Sky-Slashing Fire Halberd: "Okay, since Senior Sister said so, I'll forget it..."

"No!" The purple-clothed disciple shouted, "Forget it if you say so? How old are you, Tamar? I can't stand such an arrogant and domineering bastard like you! I must teach you a lesson!"

He actually ignored Yu Yiyi's good intention to step down the steps for both parties to reconcile!

Wang Zheng's eyes turned cold again: "Senior sister, I can't blame me for this, some people just need to deal with it."

The flowing fire halberd was infused with spiritual power, instantly radiant and dazzling.

"You bastard, I hope your ability is as great as your tone!" The purple clothed disciple shouted viciously.

One bite at a time, a little bastard, made Wang Zheng also a little angry: "I hope you will still be so crazy after a while!"

U Yiyi sighed, I am afraid things will be difficult today.

There are tens of thousands of disciples in such a large sect as the Tianzhao Sect, and it is inevitable that there will be friction or even hands-on examples in normal times.

As long as it wasn't a large-scale fight, the sect didn't bother to take care of it, and instead adopted an attitude of acquiescence and disguised encouragement.

If a high-pressure strategy is used, it is forbidden to "communicate" among disciples, and it will wear down the blood of the disciples, which is definitely not conducive to going out to do tasks, participate in secret trials, and so on.

Therefore, blocking is worse than sparse, and venting out the conflicts and anger among the disciples will instead make the sect flourish and become more energetic.

"Okay, you guys go out and make gestures, you can't use them in the hall of the kung fu hall." You Yiyi glanced at both sides with her beautiful eyes.

A group of people came out of the hall and stood in the small square outside the door.

The disciples who were originally selecting exercises in front of the magic screen also ran out to watch the fun.

The passing disciples also stopped to watch when they saw that there was a fight going on.

After a while, nearly a hundred people gathered around.

"We're going to fight, we're going to fight!"

"Why is it that a senior brother in purple is fighting with a disciple in Tsing Yi?"

"Looking at that person's appearance, he can't be a new disciple, right?"

"No way, this wave of new disciples is so fierce? I remember that there was a man named Wang who killed eight people in a row more than two months ago..."

The onlookers were talking about it.

The purple-clothed disciple held a sword flower and snorted coldly: "Little bastard, you kneel down and kowtow ten times now, I'm considering letting you live!"

Wang Zheng's eyes were cold: "Little stammer, show me how to kowtow."

"You... court death!" The purple-clothed disciple was furious, and his aura surged all over his body.

Wang Zheng snorted coldly, and released a vigorous breath.

The real strength is already at the pinnacle of Gumai, and with the addition of Xiao Zhoutian's mentality, Xuewu's mentality and superhuman physique, the momentum exuded is also Gumai Dzogchen!

what?
This disciple in Tsing Yi is also the strength of Gumai Dzogchen? !

The old disciples who were watching were all shocked.

You Yiyi was surprised in his heart that this kid Wang Zheng had been in seclusion for more than two months, and his cultivation had improved so much!

"Well, you bastard, no wonder you are so arrogant!" The purple-clothed disciple was also shocked in his heart, and forced a sneer on the surface, "It turns out that the cultivation level is not low!"

Wang Zheng grasped the Flowing Fire Halberd tightly, and said in a cold voice, "Eight is killing, and nine is slaughtering! I'm sending you to Xuanming Hell for tea!"

hiss……

The onlookers gasped for a while.

Eight are also killed?

Nine are also slaughtered?
What do you mean?
Could it be...he is the killing god?
The disciple in purple even turned pale!
(End of this chapter)