C17 Mockery

The next morning, Han Yan packed his luggage and left the room. Just as he left, he saw ten disciples standing there. Most of them had seen these people before, but they rarely spoke. They had come to see Han Yan off. Seeing so many people, Han Yan was slightly stunned. Just as he was about to speak, Xie Hu came out from the door and said with a smile: "Han Yan, when you become an immortal in the future, don't forget about us!"

At this moment, Han Yan was truly moved, he knew that this was all thanks to Xie Hu. If not for Xie Hu, he probably wouldn't have had anyone send him off. He had always been a lone wolf, and didn't have many friends, unlike Xie Hu, who could become a friend with just a few words, most of the outer disciples knew him.

Xie Hu slightly smiled, and said: "Don't sigh, what I did was to tell everyone, as long as they work hard in their cultivation, there will be a day when they will be selected by the elders, and become an inner disciple."

Han Yan was startled, and suspiciously looked at Xie Hu.

Xie Hu suddenly lowered his voice and said: "These people all want to buy my manual, if I don't bring you out, how can they pay such a high price!"

Hearing that, Han Yan laughed bitterly, and waved to bid farewell.

Everyone cheered as they sent Han Yan to the intersection before slowly leaving.

Xie Hu did not leave and said to Han Yan: "Don't blame me for not notifying you! "I can do this to you, but it won't affect you."

Han Yan didn't take this matter to heart at all, and joked: "Since you got the money, shouldn't you give me some of it?!"

"Forget it!" Xie Hu waved his hand, "You are already an immortal, do you still care about this little bit of money? If you have time in the future, remember to come back and visit. " As he spoke till here, his expression became somewhat gloomy. Even though he had made quite a few friends in the past few months, Han Yan was the one who had the most sincere of them all. Seeing that Han Yan was about to leave, he was somewhat reluctant.

Han Yan nodded his head heavily. He knew that after he left this time, who knew how long he would have to wait until the next time they met.

On the way to the Inner Palace, Han Yan was filled with emotion. He thought that it would take him at least three years to enter the Inner Palace, he never thought that it would happen so quickly. Entering the inner courtyard was only the first step in cultivating immortality. The road ahead was still very long. Touching the Heavenly Dao Imperial Jade Seal in his arms, Han Yan sucked in a long breath of fresh air and increased his pace.

After walking for half a day, Han Yan finally saw the mountain peak that was initially surrounded by clouds and mist. This mountain was called Peak of Light, it was the main peak of Tianming Sect and there were four other secondary peaks around it. These five mountains were where the inner disciples cultivated. Amongst them, the main peak had the most buildings, including the Pill Room, Spirit Artifact Pavilion, and the Rune Room. The last time he went home to visit his family, he also came from the inner courtyard, but he didn't have the qualifications to go to the main peak. Instead, he went to the talisman room at the foot of the mountain.

Although Han Yan's master's cultivation was not high, and was not very famous, he was still an elder of the sect, so he had the qualifications to stay at the top of the mountain.

Arriving at the foot of the mountain, a pair of disciples guarding the mountain stopped him and asked in a stern voice, "Who are you?"

Han Yan took out a thumb jade tablet from his bosom and handed it over to a Mountain Guarding disciple, saying: "Two senior brothers, you are at home on my master's orders, we will head towards the inner courtyard."

The disciple received the jade pendant and glanced at it indifferently. He realized that Han Yan only had a tiny bit of spirit energy left in his body and snorted coldly, "Who is your master?"

After Han Yan said Wei Peng's name, the disciple couldn't help but laugh. Then, as if he thought of something, he revealed an ice-cold expression and said: "Since you are a disciple of Martial Uncle Wei Peng, then let's enter the mountain!" In the morning, all the disciples who were guarding the mountain received the news that the disciple Wei Peng had just accepted was about to go up the mountain.

Han Yan took the jade tablet, and after asking his master where he lived, he quickly walked in. Not long after he left, the two disciples couldn't help but laugh out loud. One of them said, "Truly, what kind of master has what kind of disciple. Martial Uncle Wei Peng is too funny, to actually have a disciple like him, just like his master."

Another person laughed: "I really do not know what Martial Uncle is thinking. Although Martial Uncle does not have great talent, he has at least three star spiritual root. Just now, my divine sense sensed his physique, what star do you think of him?"

The disciple who had spoken earlier was called Zhang Ye. He smiled and asked, "He's not a 1-star, is he?" He thought, to be able to become an outer disciple, there had to be at least one star, and those who were less than one star wouldn't even have the chance to enter the sect.

Qian Chao laughed heartily and said, "If only he was a 1-star. That kid doesn't even have a 1-star."

Zhang Ye was stunned for a moment, and said in disbelief, "How is that possible? How can he enter the sect without a 1-star master teacher?"

Qian Chao chuckled and lowered his voice, "I heard that Martial Uncle Wei Peng often goes down the mountain. I don't know what he's doing.

"Stop bullshitting." Zhang Ye said: "He is too inferior to Martial Uncle Wei Peng! "How could he be an illegitimate child?"

The two of them seemed to be very interested in this topic. They chatted for a long time before laughing out loud.

Inside Tianming Sect, there were many disciples guarding the mountain like them. Other than the two disciples guarding every intersection, there were also many hidden disciples in the surrounding forest. Most of these disciples were at least 3rd level of Qi Cultivating Stage. They were responsible for the safety of the entire sect. If any strong enemies come, we will activate the great array of the protectorate. Of course, protectorate was not an obligation, but a reward. As long as the protectorate was used, one could go to the chore house in the inner sect to get a piece of low quality Spirit Stone and ten Spirit Gathering Pills. The longer the protectorate, the longer the rewards would be. Disciples who had cultivated to a bottleneck and were unable to break through within a short period of time would all come to accept this kind of mission.

Han Yan walked inside the sect. Just as he walked halfway, a few disciples dressed in white walked over, talking and laughing as they walked, as if they were talking about extremely happy things. However, when these disciples saw Han Yan, they were stunned, because Han Yan was wearing grey, so logically speaking, outer sect disciples did not have the qualifications to enter the inner sect.

Speaking of which, coincidentally, there was Han Fei among this group of disciples. When he saw Han Yan, he couldn't help but exclaim in shock: "Han Yan, why are you here?"

Other than Han Fei, Han Yan had also seen one of them, she was the daughter of the City Lord of Tianfeng City, Ling Shuangshuang. Han Fei stood very close to Ling Shuangshuang, and before he saw Han Yan, his gaze had always been fixated on her, while his eyes revealed an expression of love and adoration. Evidently, Han Fei wanted to chase after Ling Shuangshuang, but he had not succeeded.

He looks familiar to me," Ling Shuangshuang said subconsciously. "I think I've seen him somewhere before." The impression Han Yan left on her was not deep, it had been more than half a year. At their age, they had the fastest growth. Han Yan was much taller than half a year ago, and his appearance had also slightly changed. It was understandable that she couldn't recall it at the moment.

Han Fei knew that this was a chance to show off and hurriedly said, "Shuangshuang, we were just testing the spiritual root when a person suddenly broke into the Orthodoxy …"

Hearing Han Fei's reminder, Ling Shuangshuang really wanted to get up and say, "I remember now, he is that beggar." With that, he realized that he had said the wrong thing, he stuck out his tongue and apologized to Han Yan: "Sorry, that is not what I meant."

Han Yan did not take it to heart, but just as he was about to speak, Han Fei suddenly glared at him and said: "Shuangshuang, you are right, he is just a beggar, who would have thought that a beggar would not even kneel and beg in order to enter the outer sect, and actually still want to become an inner sect disciple, who knows what kind of virtue and virtue he has, which elder would accept him as a disciple."

The surrounding disciples were the same as Han Fei; they had only entered the sect for half a year. As inner sect disciples, besides cultivating everyday, they had nothing else to do. What happened just now was an explosive piece of news to them. One of them, a fourteen year old little girl, hurriedly asked: "Senior Brother Han Fei, is he really a beggar?" The girl had an exquisite appearance and her body was emitting an ice-cold aura. She looked at Han Yan indifferently.

Han Fei arrogantly nodded and said: "Junior Sister Zhang Xue, let me tell you! "With his innate talent, you wouldn't believe him even if he were to be revealed. He wouldn't even …"

"Not even one star!" Suddenly, a cold voice sounded out, interrupting Han Fei from speaking.

Everyone was startled, at the same time they looked at Han Yan, because the one who spoke was him.

Han Yan glanced at Han Fei coldly, and said sinisterly: "Is that enough? If that's enough, move aside. "

That gaze, made Han Fei feel as if he had fallen into an icehouse, and he subconsciously opened up a path.

Han Yan did not even look at them, and quickly passed by them, walking forward. At this moment, his back was so lonely and lonely. It was as if he was the only person left in this world and the only person left.

Seeing Han Yan leave, Han Fei hurriedly shouted, "Han Yan, that aptitude of yours still wants to cultivate immortality. Even if you came to the inner sect, the elders would not let you be a disciple, so you should hurry up and leave! " How infuriated he was! His cousin who usually treated him like trash was actually able to come to the inner court. Could it be that there really was an elder that was willing to accept him as a disciple?

Zhang Xue raised his eyebrows, as if he had seen something, and advised: "Senior Brother Han Fei, don't bother with him. Once the elders give up on him, he will naturally obediently return." Her thoughts were the same as Han Fei's, thinking that Han Yan was here to take him as her disciple. In the past, there were some outer sect disciples that came to take him as their master, but these people had at least reached Qi Disciple level 1. This was the first time seeing someone like Han Yan, who had just entered the sect, taking her as their disciple.

Han Fei snorted, he secretly cursed for a bit, and then said to everyone: "Let's go! Let's go talk about our experiences and experiences in training. It's really unlucky to meet a beggar. "

Han Yan heard every single word of everyone's conversation, but still walked forward quickly. His hand was tightly clenched, his fingernails digging into his palm, and a trickle of blood slowly flowed out. He had heard this kind of ridicule and ridicule too many times, he had seen it too many times. Other than Ling Shuangshuang who did not sneer, everyone else looked like they were watching a joke. Right now, he didn't have the ability to take revenge, so he could only endure. The image of everyone was deeply engraved in his heart, and one day, he would return it.

In a forest by the side of the road, Wei Peng was standing there. He had seen everything that had happened, and he was even more shocked by Han Yan's performance. Of course, there were two sides to this shock. A child in his teens, facing such mockery and ridicule, not only did he not lose his mind, he became furious on the spot. Under the crowd's ridicule, he revealed the side that people despised the most.

As for the other aspect, it was Han Yan's innate talent.

Wei Peng already knew that Han Yan's aptitude was low, and did not use his consciousness to scan his body. He never would have thought that the laws of the outer sect disciples were at least one star and above, how could it not work on Han Yan! Could it be that having not asked about the matters of the sect for the past few years, he felt that accepting a disciple was a bit easier now? Even an ordinary child could become an outer disciple? At this moment, he was somewhat regretful. If he had known that Han Yan did not even have a one star spiritual root, no matter how strong his will was, he would not have accepted such a disciple even if he was beaten to death.

"Forget it, since I've already promised him, there's no need to regret it. I hope he won't let my sect go extinct." Don't look at how Wei Peng normally liked to brag, he had more principles when doing things than those immortals. After he reported the matter of taking Han Yan as his disciple to the Sect Master, he was mocked by many disciples. There were even a few who advised him not to cultivate on the main mountain peak, in case he failed to lift his head.