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Volume 4: Demonic Valley and Spiritual Valley Chapter 683: Success

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    "Scumbag?"

    Jiang Le looked surprised.  ¡¶

    ???????????????????? The people who knelt down all had red faces, but they didn¡¯t even refute.

    Jiang Le looked here and there, suddenly smiled, and said calmly: "Shu Er, where does the word scum come from?"

    Shu Er snorted: "They have all reached the point where they can ring the bell, but they don't do it. They just eat and drink in our Chunyang Temple and let others support them without making any contribution. This is not human."  What is slag?¡±

    Everyone looked even more ashamed.  However, the young man blushed and retorted: "That's why we have to beg Guanzhu Jiang to find something for us to do, so that we can contribute."

    "What nonsense, with your bullshit cultivation, Master Shu will knock you all down in one fell swoop. What can you contribute to our Pure Yang Temple?" Shu Er mocked disdainfully.

    The young man was instantly discouraged and lowered his head.

    Shuer struck while the iron was hot and continued: "Guanzhu, you can't agree to them. Master Jiu gave me a death order. I must get rid of these shameless guys. I finally reached an agreement with them."  The agreement is that one must leave every day. If you stay, I can¡¯t explain it to Master Jiu. "

    Jiang Le didn¡¯t know whether to laugh or cry. This is all about feelings. Is he going to be called a scumbag?

    "Okay, is this little thing worth getting angry at?" Jiang Le scolded angrily.

    Shu Er looked at Jiang Le aggrievedly.

    You are always the one with the highest status, so of course you think it is a trivial matter. We are just soldiers and generals, so we have to obey orders. There is nothing we can do about it, and the consequences will be serious.

    "However, you really can't stay." Jiang Le looked at everyone.  He spoke in a calm tone.

    There was a hint of disappointment in the eyes of the young man and others.

    "Master, we are just a small request. You can do whatever you want." Someone begged unwillingly.  His eyes were full of reluctance.

    Jiang Le shook his head and said: "The rule cannot be broken."

    "It doesn't matter, two years is already a great opportunity. If you insist on it any more, it would be too greedy. I will leave today. However, Chunyang Guan is as kind as a mountain of kindness, and I will give you some instructions in the future. There will be mountains of swords and seas of fire, and I will not hesitate to do anything.  "The only few martial arts cultivators in the crowd who were in the Qi and Blood Pillar realm spoke up.

    Others slowly fell silent and accepted their fate.

    The second rat was overjoyed.  It's great. As soon as these people left, Master Shu completed a big task and got one hundred Shenyuan Pills.

    "But you also have a chance to come back."

    at this time.  Jiang Le suddenly spoke again.

    Everyone was stunned.  Immediately, everyone's faces showed joy, and their eyes looked at Jiang Le eagerly.

    Jiang Le continued: "I am going to open the door to recruit disciples. Whether they are Taoist cultivators, demon cultivators, or martial arts cultivators, as long as they pass the test, they can enter Chunyang Academy to practice. By then, as long as they can meet the conditions for entering the sect.  You can enter the Chunyang Temple to practice and become an outer disciple."

    "Really?" A dark-faced strong man asked with fiery eyes. He was originally the calmest one in the crowd, because he knew the rules of the Taoist sect. No matter what, they had no choice but to leave.

    I didn¡¯t expect Jiang Le to give such a big surprise now.

    Jiang Le nodded: ¡°Once a word is spoken, it¡¯s hard to catch up.¡±

    "That's great. So, we still have a chance to come back and become outer disciples of Chunyang Temple? This, this is great." Some people were so excited that they couldn't speak, and their bodies were trembling.

    "Master, how is this test conducted? Can we test it now?" Someone asked eagerly.

    Jiang Le smiled and said: "Not yet. This test is for the entire human race. I will discuss it with the government. When it is ready, the government will make an announcement. Everyone can participate by then. However, everyone can participate every year.  You only have one chance, and if you fail, you have to wait until next year.¡±

    "Then we will wait for news at any time and will be the first to participate." Everyone looked serious and vowed.

    Jiang Le said with a smile: "In that case, you should follow my master's rules and pass the scripture ringing bell." After speaking, Jiang Le turned to look at Shu Er and said: "Wait until everyone has passed.  I'm anxious to let people go and ask Yue Lan to prepare a farewell banquet for them."

    Shu Er nodded quickly: "Yes."

    The young man and others were moved in their eyes.

    This is the person they wanted to deal with back then. How could they be blind in the first place and go against such a godly figure?

    In the future, we must protect it wholeheartedly and never allow anyone to slander Chunyang Temple.

    Not long after Jiang Le and Han Fei left, they heard the sound of the scripture bell coming from behind.Sound.

    In the evening, the front yard of Chunyang Temple was bustling with people gathering happily.

    Jiang Hua hosted the banquet, while Zhang Zhen and Yue Lan's twenty-four ghost servants shuttled around and were busy.

    The little white fox, Yinyin, Nether Demonic Insect, Snow Monster, Snow Eagle, Snow Python, all the demons gathered together, practicing the new human language with each other, and now they were speaking more and more smoothly.

    In a quiet place, Jin Jiu hugged Qiuxiang and kissed me as if there was no one there.

    Elsewhere, Bai Xijun was greeting several boys and girls wearing blue Taoist robes and uniforms.

    These boys and girls are the registered disciples of Chunyang Temple. There are only five of them out of more than twenty people, and they were brought here by Mo Yuanzi.

    Although we have lived in Chunyang Temple for two years and everyone is familiar with each other, the difference between registered disciples and real disciples still exists. The five registered disciples who came here are a little reserved.

    Mo Yuanzi said expressionlessly: "You are among the top five in this assessment, so you are qualified to participate in such a formal banquet. If you want to maintain this treatment and improve your status in the future, you must work harder to practice. You know  ?"

    "Yes, disciple understands." The five people who had long been accustomed to Mo Yuanzi's temper quickly responded respectfully.

    "Well, I'm leaving then, remember you can relax, but don't be rude." Mo Yuanzi told him, then turned around and walked away, looking like a strict teacher.

    When Mo Yuanzi walked away, the five named disciples breathed a sigh of relief.

    "Hehe, Uncle Mo is gone, you don't have to pretend." Bai Xijun said with a smile, his little hands behind his back.  There was a teasing look in her eyes, and a smile that couldn't be concealed on her lips.

    "Hmph, you're such a good Xijun, you still dare to laugh at us, look at my itchy claws." A thin girl among the five snorted dissatisfied, and nimbly approached Bai Xijun, and clasped Bai Xi's hand with both hands.  On your waist.

    "Hahahaha, I don't dare anymore, I don't dare anymore, good Weiwei, please stop scratching me, I'm the most ticklish." Bai Xijun laughed and dodged.

    "However, she didn't use magic power or formations, but in the girl's hands, it was inevitable.  He quickly surrendered.

    At this moment, the other registered disciples ignored the fight between the two, and looked at the banquet venue with fiery eyes, breathing in the fragrance in the air.

    "I have risked my life for this meal." A little fat man drooled with greed on his face.

    "Tch, if you had avoided your wife a few times and asked her to help you practice, it wouldn't have been so hard to get fifth place." A young man with a handsome face but a cold tone mocked.

    The little fat man was furious: "She is not my wife."

    As soon as he finished speaking, a gust of cold wind blew.  (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature. The novels will be better and updated faster!
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