What, fine... Elite
Unexpectedly, everyone's eyes were even more confused, and they looked at each other and they were all inexplicable. They are already at the bottom of the sect of handymen. Is it possible to say that handymen should be divided into elites and ordinary ones
All of a sudden, the cave was bustling with discussions. Zhuo Fan didn't care about it, let them feel suspicious, and raised the doubt and curiosity in their hearts to the climax, then gently waved their hands to calm everyone down!
"Everyone, this is the handyman's room, the lowest level of the sect. How did you come here? You either eliminate disciples or commit a felony. Once you enter handyman, you will never turn back. Like Kuilangyueling, you can return to it. The door, or the deacon elder, is very rare. Most of you will spend your whole life, doing nothing, and eventually become the bait for others to reach high positions. Even the ants are not as good as the ants. You want to live like this. Is there no hope until the day of death?"
Zhuo Fan drank loudly in the cave, which shook everyone's ears, but it also shook their hearts.
Yes, they are such a group of exercise materials that will be used by others to practice exercises sooner or later. The only purpose of their lives is to die for others.
In the eyes of the strong, they are indeed inferior to ants. Thinking about it this way, their lives are indeed very sad, and it is better to live than die!
Suddenly, a thick sorrow appeared on everyone's faces, and some of them sighed again and again, with the sound of weeping.
Seeing that everyone's emotions were aroused, Zhuo Fan smiled coldly in his heart, and said quietly, "Everyone should know that I came to this handy house and I came here very strangely. When I first started, there was no strength test. There is no guilt, so the damn directly sent Lao Tzu here, why? Four words, jealous and jealous!"
Zhuo Fan couldn't help but yelled, with an angry expression on his face: "You should have heard about Kuilang and Yueling. You have seen the darkness of the inner door one by one with your own eyes. Those who worship the elders. , I was jealous of Lao Tzu's talents, so I got Lao Tzu here, and I won't be able to turn over for a lifetime. Even if I walked out of this place, I would always carry the stigma of a handy house, and they made Lao Tzu born humble!"
Zhuo Fan's words are sonorous and powerful, and he seems to be furious.
When Kui Gang heard it, he couldn't help but shrink his neck and rolled his eyes reluctantly.
This sect master planned with Zhuo Fan secretly, but he had seen it with his own eyes, covered by the sect master, which worship elder did not give a face, dare to get him here
This is clearly a plot by the two of them, what ulterior conspiracy is planning here!
But now, when it comes to the master's mouth, he has actually become a victim of the inner-door struggle just like the old man and the others. Alas, this master can really talk!
But how did he know that Zhuo Fan is a mind-attack technique, and his art of war is clear. If he wants to take it, he must first give it! Zhuo Fan connected his experience with the people in the entire handy house, and it could resonate with them even more, making them willing to enter the world with him.
Sure enough, after listening to Zhuo Fan's words, many people's faces showed grief and anger, and they seemed to think of past experiences.
Some were framed up to this point in the internal fighting of the sect, and some were ineffective, and were abandoned by the sect like throwing trash. Since then, they have been stigmatized by this handy house. Contempt and roll eyes.
Suddenly, the disciples in the handyman's room actually felt sympathy and sympathy with Zhuo Fan, and they looked at Zhuo Fan as if they were brothers, exuding shining light!
Old Yuan nodded secretly as he watched from the side, admiring in his heart, this is the way of imperialism. Like Kui Lang Yueling before, he was simple and rude and didn't take his heart. Although people were frightened of lewdness and did not dare to rebel, they had hatred in their hearts, and at critical moments, the chain was bound to fall.
Unlike the steward Zhuo, who clicked on his lips, these people had an urge to die for him.
Ha ha ha... As expected, someone who has been a big family housekeeper outside, really has a brush!
Old Yuan stroked his beard lightly, and a happy smile crossed the corner of his mouth...
"So, Lao Tzu decided that since they want to put Lao Tzu in the handyman's room, then Lao Tzu is a part of this handyman's room. Carry the stigma for a lifetime, hum, I will turn this stigma into honor."
Raised his fist fiercely, Zhuo Fan gritted his teeth and said fiercely: "I will build this handy house into the most proud place in the clan, so that every handyman can walk out and raise his head and enjoy the envy of people. From now on, the disciples in the handyman’s room are no longer rubbish, but the elite. Let those disciples of the outer door and inner door envy, jealous, and hate. If they want to enter my handy room, they may not be able to get in with sharpened heads. The place!"
Zhuo Fan spoke impassionedly, and everyone underneath was full of enthusiasm.
But at this moment, a cold snort suddenly sounded: "Huh, daydreaming! The sect's cultivation resources are allocated fixedly. The elite disciples and major elders are provided first, and then the inner disciples and many deacons. Finally, the outer disciples. When they arrived at the handyman’s room, there were just a few odds. Even these, in the handyman’s room, they were also separated by the strong. The rest of the people could only absorb spiritual energy from their own roots and slowly practice. No practice. Resources, what a shit!"
The brows trembled unconsciously, and everyone immediately awoke from Zhuo Fan's beautiful blueprint, as if they had been splashed with cold water, and a heart immediately cooled down.
Yes, no matter how real the dream is, it is also a dream. If the sect does not allocate resources to them, what will they use for development
Besides, it is impossible for Zongmen to allocate resources to these eliminated people, because there is no reason. Even those second generation ancestors, with a huge background behind them, were sent to this place, and those elders were unable to take care of it here.
Because here, it is simply a deserted dead place, and there is no possibility of saving it!
Zhuo Fan raised his eyes and looked into the crowd, but saw that the man was a thin young man, with a pair of vulture eyes, coldly looking at him on the high platform, there was no expression on his face, even the depths of his eyes were full. It is despair.
However, his strength is really objective, he has reached the ninth stage of the Profound Sky, almost able to break through the gods!
"Well...who is this kid, I haven't seen it before!" With his eyes narrowed, Zhuo Fan looked at Yuan Yuan who was aside.
When Old Yuan heard this, he hurriedly took out a notebook and looked through it, and then said anxiously: "Oh, butler Zhuo, his name is Tie Ying. Three years ago, he was peeked at the same elder sister in the bath and was pierced with a pipa bone and locked in the cold pool. Three years, it’s only now released and distributed here. He doesn’t know anything about your heroic deeds!"
"It's not a big deal to peek at Senior Sister's bath, and the look in his eyes is not obscene. It doesn't look like someone who has done such a nasty thing!" After taking a deep look at the iron eagle, Zhuo Fan faintly came out. Voice.
Unable to smile and scratch his head, Yuan Lao also sighed and shook his head: "Oh, I don't know the details of this old man. I only know that the senior sister who was peeked is the granddaughter of the seventh elder! "
"Granddaughter?"
Unconsciously raising his brows, Zhuo Fan couldn't help but look at Tie Ying and sneered: "Boy, it's been set up."
Eyelids trembled slightly, a thick hatred flashed across Tie Ying's face, and he said coldly: "You are very good, you don't seem to be an ignorant person, you can tell at a glance that I have been calculated!"
"Hehehe... Of course, as the saying goes, the people don’t fight with the rich, and the rich don’t fight with the officials. It’s okay to watch the elders and granddaughters take a bath. If your mind is okay, isn’t this a case of death? Except for being designed by others, I can't find another reason!"
"Hahaha... It's so simple that the rich doesn't fight with the officials. Even the people in the handyman's room understand it, but why those elders who worshipped at the beginning were reluctant to listen to me to explain and find out the truth!" I laughed. The iron eagle screamed up to the sky, and his heart was suddenly full of sadness.
When Zhuo Fan heard it, he rolled his eyes and reprimanded: "You are stupid, since people are trying to frame you, and you are naturally colluding, who will listen to you to explain? Who do you think you are? If they want to sell you, they are also selling the elders' face, you It's useless to say anything!"
Eyelids moved slightly, Tie Ying groaned for a long time, and finally sighed helplessly, and shook his head.
In fact, he understands all of this, but he is frustrated and always wants to be fair, but that is destined to be wishful thinking...
But soon, his eyes condensed again, and he flicked his fingers to Zhuo Fan, and said: "Boy, you just said a big deal. There was a flurry of deceitful words, but he just wanted to control the handy room and remove the sporadic Resources are all in your hands. Every boss in the handyman’s room does this. It’s nothing unusual. It’s just that you are more gentle, but the purpose is still the same. This is understandable. But, you are a Profound Sky Eighth Level Cultivator. Who, why do you rule in the handy house?"
Tie Ying said it loudly, but when the other disciples heard it, they all looked at him with a foolish look, and sighed helplessly.
Alas, this newcomer is a newcomer. Although they are only the Eighth Layer of the Profound Sky, the masters of the Divine Light Realm must be in awe of him. He is not the boss of this handy house. Who deserves to be, is it you
Zhuo Fan also raised his brows, and chuckled, and pointed his finger at the two apprentices next to him and said: "Boy, you can see clearly, Lao Tzu's apprentices are all in the realm of gods, can I still be in charge of this handy house? ?"
"Huh, the gods of the Gods Realm worships the cultivators of the Sky Profound Realm as their teachers. It's simply a glimpse of the world. I have never seen it before." His eyes narrowed slightly, and a naked hatred flashed in Tie Ying's eyes: "I want to come to you. Who worships the second generation ancestor under the seat of the elders? He was punished here for committing a serious matter, and even the bodyguards were sent. I have seen a lot of such things! Humph, the fox is fake and the prestige, the bullying..."
Tie Ying sneered again and again, cursed with contempt, and talked endlessly. Zhuo Fan listened quietly, not getting angry, just shook his head disdainfully.
This girl must have been scared by the second generation ancestor, and there is a shadow in his heart. Seeing who is the second generation ancestor, the hatred is still so deep!
However, before he was finished scolding, a loud shout was already resounding throughout the cave, making everyone not feel shocked: "The first master of the outer door back then, Tie Ying, when will it change? Become a small belly chicken intestine, caress about everything, just a shrewd shrew..."