Chapter 10 Yang Lele

Not long after, a person jumped out of the dense bushes, followed by another person from the other side.

One in front and one behind, it was Elder Sun and his apprentice Mu Yan.

"You will regret it!"

Elder Sun didn't dare to stay longer, because when the white-faced young man pinched him just now, he couldn't even breathe.

He is already at the 10th level of body training, and the only person who can give him such a strong pressure is a 12th or even 13th level body training monk.

After the master left harsh words, the apprentice said, not to be outdone, "Just wait for the revenge of the backer sect!"

However, Wen Ping just replied flatly, "Go straight ahead, don't see you off."

snort!

Elder Sun snorted coldly.

When his gaze fell on Yun Liao's body, his face trembled involuntarily.

When the two left in despair, Wen Ping picked up the wooden sign and said to Yun Liao: "Elder Yun, I will leave the task of moving the table to you."

Yun Liao nodded speechlessly.

"The sign is also on it."

"oh."

Just as he was about to walk back to the top of Yunlan Mountain, the sound of the system came from his ears.

"Congratulations to the host. You have successfully attracted a 15-year-old body-refining fifth-level cultivator, and he is very rich. He may come tomorrow or today."

"Is it finally coming!"

Wen Ping is grateful, there is really nothing to say about the incredible attraction.

"But host, it's here, it's up to you whether you can stay or not."

"Don't worry, as long as he comes, I don't believe he is willing to leave." Wen Ping smiled heartily, and glanced at Yun Liao who didn't know why he was laughing, "It's okay, I think it's funny that Elder Sun was thrown out by you. "

"It's just a clown." Yun Liao replied flatly.

"Go, go back!"

Patting Yun Liao on the shoulder, Wen Ping walked towards the top of the mountain.

...

The Yang family has been established in Cangwu City for a hundred years as a silk business. Twenty years ago, most of the people in Cangwu City were wearing clothes made of cloth sold by the Yang family. They are definitely wealthy.

Unfortunately, there were no monks in the family. So no matter how rich you are, you still can't get on the table in the family of Cangwu City.

Later, the current Patriarch of the Yang family devoted great efforts to cultivating the practice of the descendants, and even spared no expense in inviting body-training monks to give lectures.

In the past twenty years, there have been many talented people in the clan. It's a pity that Yang Lele, the son of the current Patriarch, is an out-and-out trash.

At the age of 14, he still only has the first level of body training.

When everyone thought it was impossible for him to embark on the road of cultivation, this Yang Lele suddenly became a blockbuster.

Breaking through four realms in one year, he won the leader in the clan competition a few days ago.

Therefore, the Yang family decided to send Yang Lele to practice in the sect. However, Yang Lele didn't choose the Mountain Sect, but chose the Immortal Sect which has declined. In desperation, Yang Lele's father could only ask the housekeeper to accompany him to the Immortal Sect.

"Master, in the past year of the Immortal Sect, most of the elders and disciples have joined the Backer Sect, and they brought the things of the Immortal Sect with them. The exercises and so on have been taken away. You can't learn anything when you go to the Immortal Sect. "

The old housekeeper who followed Yang Lele earnestly tried to dissuade his young master, lest he really want to join the Immortal Sect.

"Haven't you heard? The Immortal Sect has started accepting apprentices, and many body cultivators have gone, but they have all been rejected without exception. They don't have the foundation, do they dare to do this?"

"Master, you only know one thing and don't know the other thing. The entry requirements offered by the Immortal Sect are too harsh, and most people are there to watch the excitement. And the rejection is also a rumor spread by word of mouth, so it can't be taken as true."

"According to what you say, I really can't go to this Immortal Sect?"

"The backing sect is better."

"Go and see, I don't have to join the Immortal Sect." Yang Lele actually couldn't tell the purpose of the Immortal Sect.

Anyway, he felt that there was a force pulling him, telling him silently in his heart that he must go to the Immortal Sect.

This feeling is very subtle.

Yang Lele didn't talk nonsense with the butler any more, and walked to the west of Cangwu City, straight up Yunlan Mountain.

The housekeeper is over sixty years old, so he has no choice but to follow the Immortal Sect.

After climbing the thousand-story stone steps, Yang Lele stood in the square of His Royal Highness, looking up at the majestic main hall.

When he looked at the giant tiger that was about to leap, he was even more horrified in his heart.

It really is a big pie!

Although it has declined, it is still unmatched by the newly rising 1-star sect like the backer sect.

But after taking two steps forward, I didn't see anyone at all. When I came to the main hall, the main hall was also empty.

After shouting a few times to no avail, Yang Lele wanted to go down the mountain, but when she turned around, she saw a person standing outside the main hall.

His face was as white as jade, and he was graceful. When the afterglow of the setting sun shone behind him, the color of dusk seemed to appear only to set him off.

Yun Liao asked, "Who are you looking for?"

"Um, don't get me wrong, I heard that the Immortal Sect is accepting disciples, so I'll come and see." Seeing Yun Liao's expression was cold, Yang Lele knew that it must be abrupt for him to trespass into the main hall, so he hurriedly explained embarrassingly.

"you sure?"

Yun Liao focused his attention, explored the realm of the boy, the fifth level of body training, and asked, "How old are you?"

"Just turned 15."

"It's strange, hasn't the Immortal Sect fallen for a year? Why are there so many people here?" Yun Liao murmured in doubt, and Wen Ping's calm expression at the beginning flashed in his mind.

"Senior, what did you say?"

"It's nothing, you come with me. Our suzerain is responsible for accepting disciples." Yun Liao turned around and took Yang Lele towards the gravity field. When he was about to reach the gravity field, Yun Liao suddenly remembered something and asked quickly The person behind said, "You want to join the sect, do you have enough money?"

Yang Lele froze for a moment, then asked in puzzlement, "Bring money?"

"If you want...to join the Immortal Sect, you have to pay a thousand gold." Yun Liao said it as Wen Ping said with some discomfort.

"Does it cost so much to get started?"

Not only Yang Lele was dumbfounded, but the old butler beside him was also a little surprised. He originally thought that the thousand gold entrance fee was just a rumor and it couldn't be true.

Yun Liao glanced at the expressions of the two, didn't say much, and when he led the two outside the gravity field, he said, "Our suzerain is right in front,"

"Come and sit down, have a cup of tea and quench your thirst." At this time, Wen Ping's voice came from the front.

Before everyone took two steps, they saw Wen Ping sitting in front of the stone table.

After seeing such a young master of the Immortal Sect, Yang Lele lost the mood to stay in the Immortal Sect again.

"The rules for using the gravity field: 3 hours a day for ordinary disciples.... 10 gold coins for each hour."

Seeing this, Yang Lele realized that the Immortal Sect had become a money-gathering place combined with the matter of the thousand gold entry fee.

"Master, let's go, they are cheating money." The old butler beside him said in a low voice.

However, no matter how soft the voice was, Wen Ping could still hear it.

Wen Ping said: "Elder Yun, you spent money to use it, please explain."

[Spoil and roll, please ask for a recommendation ticket. Give me a 0 breakthrough]