Xiaopang's parents were elite disciples of the inner sect. They were very successful at the time, and thousands of disciples outside were trying to flatter them. Xiaopang also took advantage of it. No one dared to bully him and he had to be respectful. But as soon as they died, Xiaopang suddenly became a piece of trash and rushed directly from the inner mountain to the outer mountain to work as a boy. Song Zhong felt crazy every time he thought about this. But now, Song Zhong finally decided to get back everything he had lost.
The next day, Xiaopang got up early in the morning, freshened up, took off the beggar's clothes that he had made dirty on purpose, and put on a new Taoist robe. Today he is going to report to the sect that he has entered the innate realm so that he can become a formal disciple, so he can no longer be so sloppy.
After finishing dressing up, Xiaopang looked at the basin and found that he was somewhat handsome, but his chubby face was still vulgar and had a sense of stupidity. He doesn't look like a cultivator with an immortal style at all. Instead, he looked like a stupid idiot, which made Xiaopang a little bit dumbfounded. No way, he has become accustomed to pretending to be stupid over the years, and sometimes he even thinks he is a fool! I couldn't change the stupid look on my face for a while. In desperation, he could only do this temporarily.
After leaving his shabby house, Xiaopang rushed towards the mountain. After traveling for more than a hundred miles, we arrived at a large courtyard covering an area of more than ten miles. This is the outer courtyard of Xuantian Courtyard, where chores are handled. From time to time you can see handymen coming in and out.
Xiaopang walked in with his usual smiling face. He is not yet a powerful cultivator who can control the wind and rain, but is just a kid who has just started. Of course, he does not dare to be rampant here, so no matter what he thinks in his heart, he must remain humble.
Many of the handymen who came and went knew Xiaopang, and they all showed surprise when they saw that he was dressed completely different from usual. One of the guys named Nanpi likes to tease Song Zhong on weekdays. Today he directly blocked Song Zhong's path and said with a smile: "Little silly fat man, why do you dress like a human being today? Aren't you stupid?" "
"Hey, I've never been as stupid as you!" Xiaopang said with a silly smile on his face.
"What?" When Nanpi heard this, his expression suddenly changed. This guy was tall and thick, and he had been in the mountains for more than ten years. He usually liked to bully people, and the fat guy was his main target. He didn't expect that the little fat guy who was so afraid of him would point at his nose and call him stupid one day. There were many other handymen around, all watching the fun, which made him feel very humiliated, 'Are you scolded by a fool? Is that okay? How can I still hang out here in the future? '
Thinking of this, Nan Pi suddenly became furious. He raised his fist fiercely and said: "Damn fat man, I think your skin is itchy. Damn it, I want it today~"
Before this dear man finished speaking, everyone heard a crisp sound, and then this tall and thick guy staggered back a few steps, and finally sat down on the ground. Five finger prints were clearly visible on his face, and a trail of blood flowed down his mouth.
"Ah~" It wasn't until he sat on the ground that Nanpi realized what was going on. He opened his mouth and spat out two big teeth that had been knocked out. Then he stared at Song Zhong in disbelief and said tremblingly: "You, you actually Dare you hit me?"
"Hey, isn't this nonsense?" Little Fatty said with a silly smile still on his face: "Although I know you are stupid, don't be so stupid that you don't even know what happened when you were slapped?"
"You, I will fight you!" Nanpi's eyes were red, and he roared and was about to come over and fight Song Zhong, but his best friend immediately hugged him tightly and whispered in his ear anxiously, " Boss, didn't you see? He has entered the innate realm!"
"Ah~" Nanpi was startled when he heard this. He hurriedly took a closer look and saw that Song Zhong's skin had a gleam of light. It was obvious that he had entered the innate realm. No wonder he can slap himself away! It turned out to be so. If a person in the innate realm beats a mortal, it would be easy for him to die.
After understanding this, Nanpi immediately felt like a deflated rubber ball, and then said with a shocked face: "Innate realm? This, how is this possible? His talent is famously useless, without a hundred years of practice , it is impossible to enter the innate!"
Not only Nanpi, but also the people around him were also extremely shocked. You know, whether a mortal can live for a hundred years is a question, so under normal circumstances, a talented person like Xiaopang will never be able to enter the innate world by himself. It's just that Xiaopang had a bit of a chance. After all, he had a good life when he was a child. His parents had been indoctrinating him with elixirs since he was born, at least for several years. His skills were also specially requested by his parents, which were pretty good. Plus, Xuantian Villa is a treasure land for cultivation, which greatly accelerated his cultivation process. Otherwise, he would really have to be a mortal for the rest of his life. If a person with ordinary talent had such an opportunity, he would be promoted at the age of 10. How could he wait until now
Xiaopang also knew that his situation was special, and when he saw it, they were shocked. He immediately vented the grievances he had suffered for many years. He then smiled sinisterly and said: "Nanpi, you, a little handyman, how dare you stop me?" You are trying to lead the way of a formal disciple, and you are provocative, how dare you? Do you want me to call the brothers from the Law Enforcement Hall to have a good talk about life with you?"
"No~" Nanpi was really scared this time. The outer disciples were also formal disciples, and they were not the ones who could contradict him. You know, in the cultivation sect, the most important thing is superiority and inferiority. If the people of the Law Enforcement Hall find out about this matter, they will give him a hundred whips at the least, and they will be kicked out of the mountain gate directly at the worst. His family almost went bankrupt in order to give him a chance to cultivate immortality. If he was driven back like this, wouldn't his parents be angry to death
Thinking of this, Nanpi no longer dared to be arrogant, and hurriedly said softly: "Song Zhong, can't it be okay if I was wrong?"
"It's so insincere!" Xiaopang didn't even look at him, he just shook his head and said: "Although you are a bit stupid, you should always understand the politeness of kowtow to apologize, right?"
When Nanpi heard this, his face turned green with anger, but as the saying goes, people under the eaves must bow their heads. Despite the humiliation, compared to the heavy punishment of being kicked out of the mountain gate, Nanpi could still distinguish the serious from the serious. He gritted his teeth and finally fell to his knees and begged: "Song Zhong, Uncle Song, Uncle Song! Please spare me, I know I was wrong!"
"Hey, dear grandson! Then I'll spare you for once today!" Song Zhong smiled and patted Nanpi on the head, then walked inside. Although he wanted to continue humiliating Nanpi to repay the humiliation he had suffered in the past, but now was not a good time. Because there were already many people around, he didn't want to be the target of others' attention. Being low-key was what he needed most. Don't ruin your plans just for the sake of a boring handyman.
Nanpi knew that Song Zhong had gone far away, so he dared to stand up, touched his swollen face, and said depressedly: "Damn, I'm so unlucky today. I ran into the 'send-off' guy when I came out! Please stay away when you see him in the future. We bullied him enough before, now it’s his turn to take revenge.”
"Yeah~" A group of handymen nodded with concern, and at the same time prayed in their hearts not to meet Song Zhong in the future.
Xiaopang was naturally too lazy to pay attention to these guys. He wandered around the yard a few times and soon came to a quiet place. Inside was the office of the foreign affairs deacon responsible for registration. There was a boy sitting on a chair outside to watch the door.
Xiaopang stepped forward and said with an apologetic smile: "Junior brother, I'm here to invite you. I'm Song Zhong, who has just entered the innate realm and came here to report!"
The boy was listless at first, with his nostrils turned up in the air. He didn't like to see Song Zhong, a wretched little fat man. But as soon as he heard that the other party had entered the innate realm, he immediately put on a smiling face and said: "It turns out that Uncle Master is here. Please sit here for a moment, and I will report back to the deacon!" After saying that, he ran away jumping up and down. Got in.
Seeing the other person's face change so quickly, Xiaopang couldn't help but laugh or cry. However, he has seen this kind of situation many times, so it is not strange. The world of cultivation is so snobbish, and there is nothing that can be done about it. He had no choice but to smile bitterly, sit on the chair, and wait quietly.
At this time, in the yard, under a big peach tree, an old man with a white beard was sitting on a lounge chair, leisurely sipping tea. This person's name is Li Ping, one of the eight outer deacons of the outer gate of Xuantian Villa. Although his status seems to be very high, it is actually not the case. To put it bluntly, he is just a steward serving the inner gate. He is over 200 years old this year, and he is still wandering in the realm of the fourth level of Xiantian. He has no hope of advancement and can only wait for death here.
Fortunately, he also knew that there was no hope of promotion, so he cherished the remaining days even more. With years of hard work, he finally got this leisurely job. There isn't much going on every day, I spend most of my time drinking tea, and my life is fairly nourishing.
Today, he had just made a pot of good tea and was about to taste it. The gatekeeper boy broke in and said to him: "Deacon, there is a disciple outside the door who wants to see you!"
"Who are you, so boring!" Li Ping said impatiently.
"It's Song Zhong!" said the boy.
"Pu~" Li Ping spat out the tea in his mouth when he opened his mouth, and then cursed angrily: "You little bastard, why don't I give you an hour? I'll die sooner if you don't have time, right?"
Li Ping's life was short, and he was always taboo about this, but unexpectedly when he was in a good mood, he heard the word "die-off", which made him depressed, and his original good mood was gone. It would be strange not to be angry. .
The boy was inexplicably scolded and said helplessly: "Is that his name?"
"Damn it!" Li Ping had naturally heard of Song Zhong. It was because he hated the name that he sent him away, but unexpectedly he came again. He was so angry that he shouted: "Tell him to get out. I don’t have time to see him, so I tell him never to see me again!”
"Oh~" The boy hesitated for a moment, but finally said boldly: "Deacon, Master Song Zhong has entered the innate realm. I am here to report today. Do we really want to drive him away?"
"Nonsense, he's the one I'm chasing~" Li Ping just said this, suddenly remembered something, and said hurriedly: "Wait, you said he has entered the innate realm?"
"Isn't it? How is this possible? That loser is the most useless guy I have ever seen or heard of. He can enter the innate realm at this age, and that sow can climb a tree!" Li Ping said After finishing, he immediately said: "Go and call him for me!"
"Yes~" The boy agreed and immediately turned around and left.