Chapter 118 - Chapter 118

"Brother Zhou, I will definitely report what happened today to the Disciplinary Hall and definitely get you justice." As soon as they came out, Meng Fanyi was indignant and filled with anger and resentment. In less than ten years, the Qingtian Faction has become so arrogant. Even controlling the selection of entry-level disciples. I'm afraid that in the future, all the disciples who enter the Thousand Machines Sect will become followers of the Qingtian Faction. Thinking about it more and more, Meng Fanyi became angrier. Secretly angry in his heart: "I must report this matter to the Disciplinary Hall. If this is allowed to continue, how can it be?" Zhou Peng smiled. Felt grateful. Thought that Meng Fanyi was a good person and worth deepening friendship. "Brother Meng, don't mention a single word of what happened today. I don't know how powerful the Qingtian Faction is. But if it can infiltrate outer sect affairs, it can infiltrate the Disciplinary Hall. If you bring it up, I'm afraid it will bring about a fatal disaster." "Uh?" Meng Fanyi was stunned. Looked at Zhou Peng with his eyes and said, "Brother Zhou, does that mean... Do you mean that there will also be people from the Qingtian Faction in the Disciplinary Hall?" "There is the power of the Qingtian Faction in such a small matter as the selection of outer sect disciples. Do you think that the Disciplinary Hall, which is high above and controls the punishments of the Thousand Machines Sect, will not have the power of the Qingtian Faction?" Zhou Peng smiled faintly. Understood very well in his heart. Otherwise, he wouldn't endure. If Cheng Li didn't have a big backer behind him, could he, a small outer sect elder, have the power to turn the world upside down? He actually dared to control the distribution of selected disciples. Without someone backing him up, it would be suicidal. Meng Fanyi was stunned for a moment. Frowned slightly. Thought about Zhou Peng's words. Felt a tightness in his heart. What Zhou Peng said was right. There must be the power of the Qingtian Faction in the Disciplinary Hall. Reporting rashly would only bring unnecessary trouble and even a fatal disaster. There are many masters in the Qingtian Faction. Among them, there are many who have already broken through to the void-entering realm. Offending them will definitely not end well. Thinking of this, Meng Fanyi secretly admired Zhou Peng's thinking. His heart was relieved. No wonder Zhou Peng didn't get angry even when he was forced like that. It seemed that he had already seen through it. "Sometimes patience is the only way." Zhou Peng uttered a sentence faintly. "When you have strength, it will be their time of misfortune." Endure the pain for a moment. Suppress the impulse for a moment. Practice hard and upgrade diligently. When one's strength is strong, one must repay a thousandfold and step on them. If one can't even endure, I'm afraid one's life won't be long. In the Zhou family and when facing Yang Hong, Zhou Peng was very clear that he was very insignificant in the Thousand Machines Sect and must move forward carefully. Meng Fanyi secretly remembered it. Admiration showed in his eyes. Young in age but having much more experience than him. His way of thinking is mature and steady. Without losing in any aspect. If one becomes an enemy of such a person, one probably won't know when one will die. Meng Fanyi began to worry about Cheng Li... The two talked all the way. After walking for about an hour, they finally arrived at the "Yellow Gate". The Yellow Gate is the residence for the least outstanding disciples. The living conditions are poor. The food is poor. Even the spiritual medicine received is the most rudimentary. Basically, people who enter the Yellow Gate have little chance of making a name for themselves. Looking at the small courtyard that was deserted and overgrown with weeds, Zhou Peng gave a wry smile and walked in. Secretly thinking in his heart, "At least it's a bit better than Zhang Dafu's pigsty back then." Meng Fanyi looked at the small and deserted courtyard in front of him. Frowned. Shouted, "Is this a place for people to live? Brother Zhou, do you want me to recommend you to my master..." "No need." Zhou Peng smiled. "I came to the Thousand Machines Sect to practice skills and cultivate. Not to enjoy. As the ancients said, when heaven is about to place a great responsibility on a person. This bit of hardship is nothing." For him at present, hiding in such a place is the best. Avoid the Qingtian Sect. Avoid Yang Han. Quickly strive for the qualification of an inner sect disciple. Now it is probably impossible to be promoted exceptionally. The only way is merit points. Use merit points to exchange for the qualification of an inner sect disciple. Quickly gain a foothold in the Thousand Machines Sect and become an inner sect disciple. When encountering Yang Han of the Qingtian Sect again, he won't be afraid. Meng Fanyi helped Zhou Peng clean up the small courtyard. Finally, when it was done, he cupped his hands and took his leave. He hadn't been in the Thousand Machines Sect for ten years. He was already eager to return. Zhou Peng didn't stop him. Told him to come over when he had time. Don't delay cultivation. Meng Fanyi's purpose in returning to the Thousand Machines Sect is only one. Practice in secret. Achieve supreme strength. At that time, step onto Jingxinzhai. Even if the sect master of Jingxinzhai doesn't agree, he will, like what Zhou Peng said, kill his way up and snatch the person. Returning to the room. Looking at the simple interior. A wooden plank bed. A table. A candle burning on a lampstand. Extremely simple. Looking at all this, Zhou Peng fell into deep thought. Thought of Meng Lei. Secretly thought in his heart, "Meng Lei, you must be alive." For a long time, his eyes were moist. After resting for one night. Early the next morning, Zhou Peng took the received black wooden plaque and walked towards the Merit Hall. The black wooden plaque is an identity proof. There is Zhou Peng's unique aura mark on it. All the merit points accumulated by completing tasks will be counted. This is like a bank card in the previous life. It can store merit points. Convenient and easy. The Merit Hall is divided into three floors. The first floor is the task release hall. The second floor is the exchange hall. The third floor is the large-amount exchange hall. Early in the morning, the Merit Hall was crowded with people. Noisy. Like a bazaar. Very lively. Zhou Peng smiled knowingly. There was a kind of heartfelt intimacy for this scene. There was no other reason. Because this was very much like the street market in games. Bargaining. Forming teams for adventures. Endless. Looking at a huge black stone. Spiritual light was scattered everywhere. Continuously releasing various tasks. It was like a huge projection screen. Very amazing. Zhou Peng was too lazy to think about it. Looked at the tasks released on the black stone. Looking for ones suitable for him to complete independently. "Get out of the way. Get out of the way..." "Get out of the way for me..." "Don't you have eyes? Don't you know that I am a disciple of the Heaven Gate?" Yu Sheng was aggressive. Swaggered into the Merit Hall. Looking at a group of shabby disciples around. His face was full of disdain. In the outer sect Merit Hall, they are all outer sect disciples. They all know what the Heaven Gate represents. Not only that. Some disciples who have been in the outer sect for several years understand even more. Disciples of the Heaven Gate are people from the Qingtian Faction. Can't be provoked. Even less can be offended. Seeing Yu Sheng coming up, they immediately made way. Yu Sheng was very satisfied. Put his hands behind his back. Walked inside. Looked at the tasks released on the black stone. Glanced at a few and said, "Er Gouzi, take on the task of 'killing Huang Xie, the fierce ghost of the Nine Netherworld' for me." "Your Highness, that's a task with a relatively high danger coefficient. Should we..." "Damn it. Go if I tell you to. You dog slave. Are you looking for a beating?" Yu Sheng was angry. Kicked up. The servant immediately ran to take on the task by rolling and crawling. At this time, Zhou Peng had already walked out of the Merit Hall. Secretly thought in his heart, "Huang Xie, the fierce ghost of the Nine Netherworld in the Nine Nether Mansion. There should be a lot of experience, right?"