I let you cultivate immortality, not bring harm to the immortal cultivation world!

Tang Aotian walked out of the crowd and looked at Qin Yu with disdain.

"Common people, thank you for this opportunity."

Qin Yu looks thin, small, and frail. He doesn't always have enough to eat, let alone practice martial arts.

But Tang Aotian is different. In order to lay a solid foundation for cultivating immortals, he has a professional martial arts teacher and practices martial arts for a quarter of an hour every day.

The combat effectiveness is quite strong.

Just like Qin Yu, he can fight ten!

Qin Yu was too lazy to answer him and looked directly at the second elder, "Can we fight now?"

He has been gearing up and waiting for a long time.

When Tang Aotian jumped in line before, Qin Yu wanted to beat him.

However, conditions did not allow it at the time, so we had to give up.

I thought it wouldn't be too late to beat him after he entered the sect, but he didn't expect Tang Aotian to be eliminated.

Just when Qin Yu thought he would never have a chance to beat him up in his life, Tang Aotian stepped forward and created an excellent opportunity for Qin Yu.

Qin Yu has seen many people who don't want to be beaten, but this is the first time he has seen someone who wants to be beaten.

Qin Yu's knuckles crackled, and his fist as big as a fist was already hungry and thirsty.

The second elder nodded, "Let's begin!"

‘Hit me hard! ’ The second elder thought in his heart.

After receiving the instruction, Qin Yu walked directly towards Tang Aotian.

Tang Aotian, on the other hand, put on a professional posture, his body still swaying from side to side.

"Retarded!"

Qin Yu walked over and threw a handful of dirt into Tang Aotian's face.

"Despicable, my eyes!"

Tang Aotian closed his eyes. Before he could rub his hands, Qin Yu's fist hit him directly in the face.

Bang~

There was a muffled sound, and Tang Aotian fell to the ground.

Qin Yu pressed directly on Tang Aotian, punching Tang Aotian's face one after another.

Bang~

Ah~

Bang bang~

Ahh~

Bang bang bang~

Ahhhh~

The sound of the fist falling echoed with Tang Aotian's scream.

After a while, Tang Aotian's face became swollen, his head was bleeding, his screams turned into whimpers, and his legs kept tumbling. He didn't know whether it was driven by the spirit of reluctance in his heart or because of the pain.

"Let you jump in line!"

Bang~

"I'll make you a commoner!"

Bang~

"High-grade spiritual roots are amazing. What does my low-grade spiritual roots have to do with you? Are you eating your rice?"

Bang bang~

Qin Yu was out of breath, but his fists fell like a rainstorm.

The eyelids of the people watching the battle jumped and they were frightened. Some of the timid ones were so frightened that they closed their eyes and did not dare to look directly.

No one expected Qin Yu to be so cruel.

Living alone in a strange town, if he hadn't been more ruthless, Qin Yu would have been bullied to death by the gangsters in the town.

However, when fighting in small towns, Qin Yu always sprinkles chili powder on the gangster's eyes.

This time I just used soil, which is already very kind.

After all, Qin Yu didn't know how powerful the power behind Tang Aotian was, so he couldn't offend him to death.

The old slave who followed Tang Aotian rolled his eyes when he saw his young master being beaten, but the second elder just turned a blind eye and had no intention of letting Qin Yu stop.

The old slave didn't care about the second elder's pressure and ran over in a rolling and crawling manner.

"Little friend, please be merciful, we admit defeat!"

"Who are you?"

"I am Tang Aotian's old slave, please show mercy, little friend!"

Then the old slave bowed to the second elder again, "My young master is too young and doesn't understand etiquette. He has offended the Immortal. I will apologize to the Xuantian Sect on behalf of the young master. I hope that the Xuantian Sect will consider it because they have been friends with my master for many years." Come on, spare my young master’s life.”

The second elder snorted coldly, "Are you from the Tang family in Beijing?"

"Exactly!"

"If it weren't for Prime Minister Tang's face, Tang Aotian would have to pay the price for what he said today!"

The second elder looked at the crowd, and everyone lowered their heads and did not dare to look at him.

"Tang Aotian is defeated in this challenge. He will not be allowed to step into our sect for the rest of his life. If he violates it, he will be killed directly!"

"If there are still people who want to challenge, you can take a step forward!"

This group of boys and girls were frightened when they saw Tang Aotian being beaten so badly. How could anyone dare to challenge him?

Qin Yu kicked the half-dead Tang Aotian and patted the dirt on his body.

'Cool! It’s so cool! ’

"Thank you, the Immortal, for not killing me!" The old slave thanked him hurriedly.

The second elder replied coldly: "I will definitely go to Prime Minister Tang in the future to ask how to solve today's matter!"

"I will inform the master!"

"Walk!"

The second elder took Qin Yu and others into the Xuantian Sect's mountain gate.

"What's your boy's name?"

Qin Yu replied: "Junior Qin Yu!"

"Qin Yu, I remember, you did a good job today, let this flying sword be your reward!"

The second elder took out a flying sword from the stored magic weapon and handed it to Qin Yu.

Qin Yu hurriedly thanked him.

The second elder patted Qin Yu on the shoulder and said seriously: "You must practice well after entering the sect, and don't do... those filthy things again!"

Qin Yu: "???"

The second elder turned into a wisp of smoke and disappeared.

After the second elder left, the sect's steward arranged for everyone.

Everyone lined up according to their spiritual roots. Low-grade spiritual roots became the sect's handyman disciples, middle-grade and high-grade spiritual roots directly became the sect's outer disciples, and top-grade spiritual roots directly became the inner sect disciples.

There are only five people with top-grade spiritual roots in Qin Yu's class, and there are not many people with top-grade spiritual roots. The majority of them are middle-grade and low-grade spiritual roots.

After everyone was divided into teams, Qin Yu and others followed a middle-aged uncle named Zhong Wende and left.

"I am the manager of our menial disciples. You can call me Uncle Zhong or Uncle Wende."

"Like you, I have low-grade spiritual roots. I have been a menial disciple in Xuantian Sect for more than 50 years. I got the job of manager because I am diligent."

"There is actually no difference between us menial disciples and those outer disciples. It's just that we do more work and get less money. There is no way. Who can blame us for our poor talent!"

"But don't be discouraged. As long as we menial disciples meet the sect's conditions, we can also become outer disciples."

Qin Yu's eyes lit up: "Uncle Wende, how can I become an outer disciple?"

"Very ambitious!" Zhong Wende said with a smile: "As long as you challenge an outer disciple and defeat him, you can be promoted to an outer disciple, and the outer disciple you defeat will be demoted to a menial disciple."

"Then can I challenge him now?"

Qin Yu was eager to try.

In the current situation, he can fight all the way to the inner sect.

"Of course not!" Zhong Wende directly killed Qin Yu's idea in its infancy.

"We have to wait at least half a year, until everyone has practiced for a period of time before we can challenge."

"And the challenge can only be to disciples of the same class as ourselves."

Someone immediately complained: "This is too difficult. There is a huge gap between middle-grade spiritual roots and low-grade spiritual roots. After practicing for a period of time, how can we beat them!"

Qin Yu sneered in his heart.

'Sure enough, the weak can only complain about the environment, while the strong have already learned to use the system to cheat! '

"It must be difficult!" Zhong Wende smiled bitterly, "Otherwise I wouldn't be just a chores disciple until now."

"But even if we can't succeed, we can leave Xuantian Sect in ten years. We are also considered cultivators. Whether we are in the rivers and lakes or find a small family as a guest, it is a good choice."

"So everyone must cherish this opportunity, practice well, and remember not to violate the sect's rules."

Zhong Wende walked and talked, explaining the precautions of Xuantian Sect to everyone.

At this time!

Outside the sect, Tang Aotian woke up slowly after taking the healing elixir, and cried while hugging the old slave.

"This young master is so unlucky today!"

"First, I drank a mouthful of disgusting sweet tofu pudding early in the morning, and was kicked out of the first level for cutting in line. The second level that I prepared for a long time was inexplicably cancelled. I still don’t know why I was eliminated in the third level. In the end, I was beaten like this in public. It’s so embarrassing!"

"I always feel that someone is targeting me, wuwuwu..."

The old slave hurriedly comforted: "Young Master, Xuantian Sect’s loss is that it doesn’t accept you. We can go to other sects. There is more than just Xuantian Sect in the world."