Song Zhong followed the boy into the yard soon. Li Ping waved his hand to drive the boy away, then looked at Song Zhong with surprise, his eyes wide open.
The little fat man was frightened by his gaze, so he had to smile and said, "Deacon Li, why are you looking at me like that?"
"Ah," Li Ping finally realized, and said hurriedly, "Song Zhong, oh no, Junior Brother Song, I'm so rude, I didn't expect you to enter the innate realm? I wonder if you have any adventures?"
"No," the little fat man shook his head hurriedly, "I'm just a garbage dumper, I haven't left the mountain gate, how can I have any adventures?"
"But," Li Ping stuttered, "but how did your cultivation grow so fast?"
"One is that I ate a lot of good things when I was a child, and I also have a good practice book, and the other is also the result of my hard work. I meditate for more than eight hours every day!" Song Zhong didn't dare to tell the matter of the beads, nor did he dare to be too prominent, so he hurriedly distanced himself from the matter.
"Ah, so that's how it is!" Li Ping slapped his forehead and said, "I thought, your parents are the best!" Obviously, he attributed everything to Song Zhong's parents and ignored Song Zhong's efforts.
Xiao Pang rolled his eyes and said impatiently, "Deacon Li, I am already in the Xiantian realm now. According to the sect rules, can I be a formal disciple?"
"Ah, of course!" Li Ping immediately said, "Since the sect rules say so, it must be right. Come with me!"
Although Li Ping still looked down on Song Zhong, he did not dare to violate the sect rules. So he took Song Zhong to a room in a lukewarm manner, and then took out a jade token from somewhere and said, "Song Zhong, right? Your name is really depressing!"
As he said that, he used his power to carve the words Song Zhong on the jade token, and then handed it to Xiao Pang and said, "This is your identity jade token. With it, you are an outside disciple!"
"Thank you, Deacon!" Song Zhong hurriedly took it with a smile, and then looked at it happily. Suddenly, he found that Li Ping was staring at him blankly without taking the next step, so he asked in confusion, "Deacon Li, don't the outside disciples also have a flying sword, a magic weapon and a storage bag from you?"
When Li Ping heard this, he was almost angry to death. He thought, how can there be such an idiot in the world? You don't even know how to give benefits when you get things from me? If everyone is like you, then I'm going to starve to death? Thinking of this, he gritted his teeth and said, "Junior Brother Song, since you know this, do you know the rules here?"
Xiao Pang was stunned at first, and then he realized that this guy was asking for a bribe from him! However, Xiao Pang was a person who was kicked out of the house. The house, property, etc. left by his parents were all taken back. Even the clothes on his body were issued by the sect. Where can he have spare money to bribe?
So he could only pretend to be stupid and said, "Rules? What rules? I really don't understand!"
"You" Li Ping trembled with anger, but he couldn't do anything about him. He couldn't beat up his junior brother for such a small matter, right? If the other party was still a servant, he would naturally beat and scold him at will, but now he is an outer disciple after all, so he still has to save some face. But, humph, kid, don't think of taking advantage!
Thinking of this, Li Ping said angrily, "Forget it if you don't know. This is your flying sword and storage bag. You can go!" As he said that, he casually took out a black flying sword and a shabby bag and threw them on the table.
Xiaopang quickly put it away, and then asked: "Deacon, where is the magic weapon? Didn't the sect also give out a lowest-level magic weapon?"
"According to the regulations, there is a magic weapon, but it is out of stock now. You wait first. When it is available, I will give it to you!" After saying that, Li Ping turned his face directly, shook his sleeves, and said loudly: "Boy, send the guest away!"
"Yes" the boy ran over again.
Xiaopang looked stupid on the surface, but he was actually smart. He knew that this boy wanted to harm his magic weapon. Although he was very angry, he still smiled foolishly and said: "In this case, I will take my leave first!" After that, he followed the boy and left.
Looking at Song Zhong's figure going away, Li Ping said disdainfully: "Stupid and untalented waste! I don't bother to pay attention to you!" If Xiaopang had good talent and had the hope of promotion, Li Ping would not be so bad, but the problem was that Xiaopang's talent was too poor. Li Ping believed that he would be mediocre in his life, so he naturally had no scruples.
When Xiaopang, who had not yet left, heard this, he was immediately furious and cursed in his heart: "Old bastard, just wait, when I become rich, I will make you cry for your parents!"
After returning to his wooden house angrily, Xiaopang entered his own life magic weapon space and took out the two things. He first picked up the flying sword and looked at it. The sword was one foot and three inches long, black all over, and was made of black iron, but it was full of pits and scars, and the sword head was even missing. The magic circle engraved on it was also a little damaged, and it looked like it would be finished at any time.
Xiaopang was so angry that he cursed: "Li Ping, can you find a worse flying sword than this? This broken thing is probably an antique from hundreds of years ago, and you are so embarrassed to give it to me!"
Xiaopang cursed so excitedly that he almost wanted to throw it into the black soil to decompose it. But after thinking about it, he still couldn't bear to give it up. After all, this was his first flying sword in his life. It was better to have it than not to have it!
Fortunately, Xiaopang now had countless treasures, so he didn't care about this loss. Thinking of this, he felt a little better. He threw the flying sword aside and picked up the tattered storage bag. He probed inside with his spiritual sense and found a space of less than half a meter in radius.
"Damn, it's just this little? A standard storage bag has a space of fifteen feet!" Song Zhong cursed again: "This must be a broken thing that has been used for hundreds of years. Damn it, didn't I give you any benefits? You actually used this kind of garbage to get rid of me, and also withheld my magic weapon! Damn Li Ping, you old bastard, we are not done!"
Song Zhong threw this broken thing directly on the black soil in anger, but the next moment, he immediately picked it up and said to himself: "No, it can't disappear. If I don't have a storage bag in my hand and take out something casually, it will arouse suspicion. Forget it, just use it as a cover!"
Thinking of this, Xiaopang put it away helplessly. Then he said to himself: "Forget it, I don't plan to live on these garbage anyway. The most urgent thing is to take away those scattered things to avoid suspicion, and then retreat for a while to collect some good things. At the same time, the news of my promotion has passed, and then I will use these materials to exchange for elixirs and treasures. The rest is to practice hard with one heart, and I must practice to a certain shape!"
After thinking about these things clearly, Song Zhong adjusted his mentality and went out to continue to ask for rewards from various deacons.
Generally speaking, anyone who becomes an outer disciple can receive a set of basic cultivation techniques, as well as methods of refining elixirs, refining tools and making talismans in addition to the three things. This is also set up to enable them to contribute to the sect.
Of course, these things are the most basic and rubbish. If you want to get better things, you must buy them with spirit stones. And spirit stones can only be earned by working for the sect. For example, helping the sect to make talismans, refining elixirs or refining tools can receive a certain amount of remuneration. Then they can use these rewards to exchange for advanced skills, or elixirs for cultivation and other supplies. This is the path that most outer disciples need to go through. Only after becoming an inner disciple can you get sufficient cultivation items without production.
And there are only two ways to become an inner disciple. One is to have amazing talent. Such a genius will be scrambled to be a disciple by the masters in the sect. With their protection, naturally there is nothing missing, just one can practice with one mind.
As for the outer disciples, they can only rely on their own diligence to practice to the realm of the thirteenth heaven of the innate, and successfully build a foundation before they can become inner disciples.
And building a foundation is Xiaopang's future goal. In order to achieve his goal as soon as possible, he collected]
After being upset by Li Ping, he hurried to collect his things. As a result, Song Zhong was once again harassed by the deacons. After learning that Xiaopang had no benefits to give, they sarcastically mocked Song Zhong, and then took out a few super trash secret books that no one else looked down on and drove him away.
From beginning to end, Song Zhong had a silly smile on his face. He had experienced countless similar things and his mind was extremely tolerant. Only at this time would he argue with these idiots. What he had to do was to remember their faces in his heart, and then use this anger in cultivation. When he succeeded in building the foundation, he would come back to take revenge!
"A gentleman's revenge is never too late!" Xiaopang returned to his residence directly with a pile of garbage and full of resentment, without even eating. Fortunately, after entering the innate realm, the cultivator's requirements for food are not very high. Although he has not reached the level of fasting, he will not be hungry if he does not eat for a few days.
After returning, Song Zhong threw the pile of garbage aside and began to think about it. He is no longer a servant, so he doesn't have to pick up garbage every day. Then the rest of the time can be used for cultivation.
However, when he reaches the Xiantian realm, he must take auxiliary measures to cultivate. It is far from enough to rely on the rich spiritual energy of Xuantian Villa. It must be combined with elixirs, spirit stones, and good exercises. It's a pity that he doesn't have all of these. But Song Zhong is not in a hurry. With such a perverted natal magic weapon, he has everything.
After practicing hard for a night with his natal magic weapon, Xiaopang got up early the next morning. He hurriedly washed up and picked up the broken flying sword with a broken sword tip. Today, he will formally practice flying with a sword.
Flying with a sword is the biggest difference between a cultivator and a mortal. With this, a cultivator can truly be called a cultivator. If you can't even fly, no one will look up to you.