Sima Kong looked lazy. Among the crowd who came for a while, he glanced at Zhou Rou, then Tang Zhen, and finally looked at Lu Chen coldly.

"Sect Master!"

Tang Zhen saluted respectfully, then he raised his head and was about to explain, but Sima Kong waved his hand, and he drank lazily: "Are you very idle?"

"I probably know that you poor people's Mud Legs are in the same way as the noble young master. From now on, the south of the Yingwu Palace will return to the territory of Mud Legs and the north of your young master. The camps on both sides will return to their own way, and the well will not violate the river."

"If you want to fight, I will give you a place in front of Yingwu Palace. Remember, don't violate the rules!"

"As for you, Tang Zhen, the matter of outer disciples in the future, please stop being fucked by me. Tomorrow you go to the five sects to communicate."

Sima Kong has a straightforward personality and does not care about the whole story, but decides the matter in just a few words.

Tang Zhen's eyes were faintly flashing with resentment, but in a blink of an eye, he looked at Zhou Rou and saw that he was full of unwillingness and was slapped. Could it be that he would just let it go?

"master...."

He spoke again, but Sima Kong still interrupted him.

"Tang Zhen, you are frustrated, I know, but the young master is too unsatisfied. In the past, I used to make trouble for the newcomer rules, so I opened my eyes and closed my eyes and ignored it. Since I am sending someone a message, would you be embarrassed?" Sima Kong narrowed his eyes slightly, and he was like a bandit.

"You are the best treatment, you have more people, and you still lose? I will blush for you."

"This matter is decided like this. You guys who take the lead in doing things will not leave the clan for a year, and you will not be allowed to change the contribution points a year. Damn it, all the idle cones are up." Sima Kong said fiercely. He glanced at the edge of his eyes. When he saw more than a dozen rich young men with bruised noses and swollen faces, he was furious.

The rules of Qingyun Sect are very simple. The strong eat meat and the weak drink soup. In the past, the rich young master was strong and the disciples of Mud-legged legs were bullied, but he ignored them. Who said that Mud-legged legs were a waste and deserved to be blackmailed. But now, the rich young master was beaten to a pig's head, and Sima Kong still ignored them.

He only has two words: deserve it!

The biggest conflict between Qingyun Sect in history was finally comforted by the head of the sect after a few words. The remaining disciples left one after another, but they still didn't understand the arrangements of the head of the sect in their hearts.

Only a few people were punished, Fang Yu, Lu Chen, Zhang Dagen, Zhu Gan, and Zhou Rou, a rich family member, and He Wu.

Zhou Rou's pretty face was ashen. She looked at Lu Chen with a murderous intent in her heart.

"Rou'er, wait for the five factions to come back to communicate, I will help you kill that mud-legged!" Tang Zhen looked at Sima Kong's back, and the resentment became more and more fierce.

"No, when I become an inner disciple, I will kill him with my own hands. Then I will see who dares to stop him." Zhou Rou said with a cold look. She had never been beaten since she was a child. Now that she was from a countryside untouchable.

"Okay, as for Fang Yu, let me leave it!" Tang Zhen looked ahead and said.

After this incident, Fang Yu's name began to rise without realizing it, gradually becoming as high as the sky, and Lu Chen, the new disciple, was also caught in the ears of many Qingyun Sect disciples.

Of course it is not his cultivation level, but his courage.

It’s a pity that Senior Brother Fang Yu has potential, but Junior Brother Lu Chen has mediocre qualifications and seems safe and sound at the moment, but Zhou Rou is arrogant, how could he give up?

If she waits for her to enter the inner sect, Junior Brother Lu Chen will have a bad end.

If you have courage but no corresponding strength, you can escape the crisis once, but can you do it twice or three times?

.....

In the evening, a kid gathered in the medicine field, and these were disciples representing the poor camp.

"Senior Brother, you have been implicated! You have been slapped twice, and I will ask his woman for it at that time." Lu Chen looked at Fang Yudao.

Fang Yu was still complaining that there were too many people and he broke his medicinal herbs. After hearing this, he smiled and said, "It's okay, I'm just slapping me twice, my brother is thick-skinned!"

Lu Chen nodded and did not say anything grateful.

"Junior brother, you should be careful in the future. Although Tang Zhen disdains to make things difficult for you, Zhou Rou has already stared at you. I guess they will not dare to look for you within this year, but it will be difficult to say in a year. Especially for the assessment of inner disciples, Zhou Rou has a lot of hope. As for our outer disciples, we can't help at that time."

The difference between the outer sect and the inner sect is the world. If the leader had not appeared this time, Tang Zhen alone would not have been dissatisfied even if Lu Chen was killed.

Fang Yu looked solemn. The biggest advantage of the square incident is to gather the poor children together, but the disadvantages are also obvious. He and Lu Chen will fall into each other's eyes.

It's okay for me to enter the concentration stage and enter the inner gate, Tang Zhen dare not be so blatant, but the junior brother doesn't do it. He has only practiced Qi first, and he is as slow as a turtle.

Lu Chen's eyes flashed, but he smiled and said, "Let's talk about it then!"

Fang Yu sighed lightly, he knew it was useless no matter what, maybe he could only work hard and help Lu Chen in the inner sect.

Next, the two discussed the issue of the poor children.

There is no doubt that there will be no new rules in the future, and now they are all south of the Yingwu Palace. Some of them can be exchanged for good contribution points, which means that the strength of the poor disciples has improved.

"As long as they are united, their rich disciples dare not come to the door easily." Fang Yu said with a smile.

Lu Chen pondered for a moment and said fiercely: "The contribution points of the duties are equal, but there are still a little less. Brother Fang, please find some big brothers with high cultivation. On some necessary paths, collect tolls. If you don't give them, just beat them, don't worry!"

"As long as you don't kill me, I'll just hurt my skin. I think the door will not pay attention to it! Also, you must be in our territory, so it's easy to take advantage of the situation!"

As soon as this idea came out, the disciples next to him twitched their eyes, and they looked at Lu Chen even more afraid. This junior brother seemed to be harmless, and he was so fucking fierce.

But everyone agreed with this idea.

"Brothers who are idle, then go to Yingwu Palace, where you can take action openly. You can have a competition and win the contribution point. Remember, you must find the weak ones. If you are too strong, you will suffer losses. Let's not do it!" Lu Chen gave another idea.

"Anyway, as long as you don't violate the rules, you can grab anything! If they don't accept it, we will gather together to beat him up. Anyway, we have a lot of people!" Lu Chen said a few words and united the scattered disciples again. After explaining, he slowly left.

The disciples looked at each other in front of each other, Fang Yu's eyes twitched wildly. He looked at the thin back and was full of admiration.

"Boss, Junior Brother Lu is so damn!" Zhang Dagen said weakly. He had never thought about the previous ideas. After all, he was used to being bullied before, so how could he dare to take them back?

Fang Yu didn't say anything, but a smile appeared on his face.

Most of the reason he was willing to help Lu Chen was due to friendship, but there were also positive intentions. He remembered that the first time the two met, the junior brother was dissatisfied with the treatment in the sect, so he dared to ask the head to discuss the matter.

Fang Yu had never seen such courage before.

After that incident, he often paid attention to this junior brother. He found that this man was extremely magical, seemed bold, but he was careful. He gathered scattered outer disciples like a scene in the square. There must be detailed plans for this.

Especially this guy doesn't play according to common sense, no one can guess his idea.

Just like how he dared to hit Zhou Rou, who guessed this?

"This guy is born with a strange temperament. Like Tang Zhen, he is weaker than Tang Zhen now, and he will definitely be stronger than him in the future!" Fang Yu said secretly.

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Chapter completed!