Yinming Sect, the roar of murder announced the start of a new day.
"Tang Xiaoyu, you son of a bitch, stinking bastard, deadpan, go die." Zhao Siqi used one Foshan Shadowless Kick to directly kick Tang Xiaoyu into the wall.
Tang Xiaoyu stood up straight, and a mouthful of old blood sprayed out from his mouth.
Still insisting on cursing: "You damn pervert, no one loves you, I will make you pay sooner or later."
Tang Xiaoyu was convinced, he was beaten three times a day, every time he was beaten until he vomited blood.
He swore that he would definitely beat this dead bitch three times a day.
Zhao Siqi clenched her fist: "Oh ~ aren't you looking to die? Why don't you go looking for death now."
Could Tang Xiaoyu tell her that he was awakened by her beating? Of course not.
"Before the great vengeance is reported, I cannot let my heart die first, the insult to me is too deep, my hatred for you transcends ancient and modern times, how can I close my eyes before you die."
"Son of a bitch, go die." She flew up and kicked Tang Xiaoyu back into the wall.
After patting the dust off her robes, she left with a comfortable mood.
Tang Xiaoyu struggled to get up, wiped the blood from his mouth: "Damn girl, I will make you call me daddy sooner or later."
After patting off the dust on his body, Tang Xiaoyu went out to find people to inquire about news.
Yinming Sect, a third-rate medium-sized sect, had more than 400 disciples, with two personal disciples.
Zhao Siqi was one of the personal disciples, the other was the senior brother of Yinming Sect, and the two had never gotten along well.
The sect master was the old woman, at the initial YuanYing stage of cultivation, the elders were all at the early to mid Jindan stage of cultivation.
Zhao Siqi was considered to have the best aptitude in the sect, at the late Foundation Establishment stage of cultivation. Senior brother was slightly worse than her, at the mid Foundation Establishment stage of cultivation.
Tang Xiaoyu lived in the outer disciple living area.
Tang Xiaoyu now made up his mind to become stronger, he wanted to beat Zhao Siqi until she called him daddy.
In his understanding, it felt like someone who hadn't reached the mid to late Jindan stage before the age of twenty must not have good aptitude.
【With the intelligence of someone like Wang Ziyan, she has Jindan cultivation, I'm much stronger than her, after cultivating for a few years I can press that girl to the ground and beat her.】 Thinking this in his heart, he went to the door next door.
"Senior brother, are you there?"
A delicate voice came from inside: "Who is it?"
"Senior brother, it's me Tang Xiaoyu!"
After a while the door opened, and a thin, scholarly looking man appeared in front of Tang Xiaoyu.
"Xiaoyu! What's the matter?"
Tang Xiaoyu smiled gently: "Senior brother, I just want to ask you about your cultivation."
The man said awkwardly: "You're not a disciple of the sect yet, I can't pass on the cultivation techniques to you."
"I don't want the techniques, just tell me some basic common sense about cultivation."
The man thought for a while: "Okay then!"
Half an hour later: "Senior brother, where is the Dantian?"
"Lower abdomen area, find it yourself."
Tang Xiaoyu thought for a while: "Isn't that where the large and small intestines and other organs are?"
The man was about to go crazy: "In layman's terms it's acupoints, acupoints! Laymen gather vital energy there, cultivators gather and store spiritual energy there, it's not the organs you're talking about!"
"Oh, so I have to unblock the Ren and Du meridians before I can sense spiritual energy?"
The man pointed outside: "Get out of here!"
"Then senior brother I'm leaving first, don't send me off."
"Tang Xiaoyu, I'm going to kill you."
Tang Xiaoyu slipped away like smoke.
He ran to another person's door.
Tang Xiaoyu's name could be heard all afternoon.
Zhao Siqi sat opposite her master and asked: "Master, Tang Xiaoyu really can't cultivate?"
"He can't, not only does he not have spiritual roots, he doesn't even have a hint of aptitude. White, as you should know, represents what. He can't even light up a shred of white."
The old woman sighed: "Let's send him down the mountain tomorrow!"
Zhao Siqi helplessly said: "Alright!"
Walking on the way back, Zhao Siqi was very reluctant in her heart, but she could not go against her master's and the sect's rules.
The next day, Zhao Siqi came to Tang Xiaoyu's room: "Xiaoyu, I came to tell you..."
She didn't know how to start, and didn't want to say it.
Seeing her expression, Tang Xiaoyu understood: "I can go down the mountain now? That's great."
Then he started to pack up, but it turned out there was nothing to pack up.
"Where are the clothes I was wearing before?"
"Here they are." Zhao Siqi took out the clothes Tang Xiaoyu was wearing before from the storage bag.
"Your sect is so poor, still using storage bags."
"Go die." But this time she didn't make a move.
After taking the clothes, Tang Xiaoyu rummaged around inside for a while, then found a piece of cloth sewn to the back seam. He tore it hard, revealing a waterproof leather, opened the leather, and inside were several silver notes.
"Luckily they're still here, otherwise I'd have to beg again."
Zhao Siqi was shocked by his operation: "Impressive."
Tang Xiaoyu selected the smallest denomination note, reluctantly handed over this 1,000 tael silver note: "Take this as the tip for taking care of me these days, consider the clothes you gave me."
"I don't want your stinky money."
Tang Xiaoyu immediately took it back: "If you don't want it then forget it, saved some."
After putting away the silver notes, Tang Xiaoyu turned and walked towards the door: "Stay put, don't send me off, goodbye."
Not forgetting to wave at her.
Zhao Siqi said angrily: "Who wants to send off you bastard."
After walking dozens of meters outside, Tang Xiaoyu turned back and cursed loudly: "Damn bitch just you wait, sooner or later I will beat you until you call me daddy."
After cursing, he turned and ran away.
"Son of a bitch, go die."
A shrill scream echoed throughout Yinming Sect.
Walking on the mountain path, Tang Xiaoyu cursed: "Just you wait, sooner or later I will come back for revenge."
After wiping the blood from his nose, Tang Xiaoyu continued walking down the mountain.
One day later, he arrived at a town. Seeing the small scale, Tang Xiaoyu hired a carriage and headed for the next town.
After changing carriages several times, he spent more than ten days before finding a decent town.
What pained Tang Xiaoyu was that he could only understand half of the dialect these people spoke, the other half he had to guess.
Asking around in the town about which sects were recruiting, from the information several people told him, he summarized that all the sects had set up recruitment points in the west of the city.
All the way west, he finally found the recruitment location.
Signs for recruitment lined both sides of a street, extending all the way to the city gate.
Starting from the first, he didn't understand.
The second... the fiftieth, either he didn't understand, or they thought his aptitude was lacking.
Tang Xiaoyu leaned against the city wall, tired. A voice interrupted his thoughts.
"Little brother, I see your extraordinary bones and features, you must be a martial arts prodigy."
An old man with the air of an immortal stood in front of Tang Xiaoyu, speaking profoundly.
Tang Xiaoyu stood up: "Just directly say you're lacking people, or lacking money."
The old man was seen through, a little embarrassed, but still wanted to salvage it.
Before he could speak, he was interrupted: "Don't explain to me, I understand this tactic better than you. Just directly say if you lack people or lack money."
The old man was very embarrassed, smiled awkwardly: "Hehe, lacking both."
Tang Xiaoyu didn't say another word, grabbed the old man and walked: "Then why waste words, I'm willing, let's hurry back to the sect!"
Old Zhou, caught off guard by Tang Xiaoyu, still explained: "It's not a sect, but a clan."
Tang Xiaoyu stopped: "Clan? Don't deceive me! If you deceive me, I'll break your legs."
"I'll have you know, I was a soldier who went onto the battlefield. Of the people who died by my hands, if not a hundred, then eighty."
"Think carefully before you speak."
The old man's beard shook: "It really is a clan."
"Don't tell me it's some fourth-rate clan. Fourth-rate is not called a clan, it's called an illegal organization operating without a license."
The old man assured: "Absolutely third-rate clan, just operating poorly, about to lose the qualifications of being a clan and become a sect."
Tang Xiaoyu said speechlessly: "Don't tell me, it just lacks one person, me, and it can retain the qualifications of being a clan."
Old Zhou was surprised: "Hey~ how did you know?"
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