"Get out of the way! Do you have eyes? Is your kid sitting here? Get out of here!" "What are you staring at? If you continue to stare, I will slap you hard. Believe it or not, be honest!" Get out of here! Didn¡¯t you see the uncle coming?¡±¡
Several outer disciples who had come early to occupy the middle seats on the lower level were talking enthusiastically about what was going to happen in today's sutra discussion meeting when they were suddenly pulled up from their seats and scolded.
This clay figure still has a third of earth nature, let alone an outer disciple of a sect. Although they are not as aloof as the inner disciples, as beings who are above the seventh level of Qi training and can become monks, they also have their own tempers.
At that time, there was an echo and scolded: "Grandson, you said" Before the scolder could finish speaking, he slapped him hard in the face. The monk was in his twenties, stocky, but not someone to be trifled with. He yelled and stretched out his hand to grab the chest of the person who hit him. But before he could stretch out his hand, he was caught. The person who grabbed his hand was a companion who had just been sitting with him.
"Let me go!" the stocky outer disciple shouted angrily. But his companion did not let go. Instead, he pulled him and said: "Senior Brother Bai wants a position, let's give in."
"Bai" The stocky man was originally angry and didn't care what was right or wrong. When he was about to scold, he saw a figure standing aside coldly.
As an outer disciple, this solid disciple would certainly know Bai Jingtao. In an instant, the blazing fire in his heart turned into fear.
"It turns outit turns out that Senior Brother Bai wants the position. Ididn't see it clearly just now. Senior Brother Bai, please sit down quickly." After the stocky monk said this, his face turned as dark as pig liver.
Bai Jingtao smiled faintly. Although he felt familiar with this stocky monk, he couldn't name him. But that's not important! The important thing is that many people are looking at their group now. "Junior brother, thank you for your seat!"
Bai Jingtao was so easy to talk to, but the stocky monk was very happy. He knew that Bai Jingtao was fine and wanted to find trouble, not to mention that he had a conflict with him. Just when he wanted to leave this place of right and wrong quickly, he heard Bai Jingtao continue: "Junior brother, is your face okay?"
The left side of the monk's face was burning. Although he couldn't see it, the monk knew that there was definitely a palm print on his face. "It's okay, thank you, Senior Brother Bai, for your concern!" Gritting his teeth, the stocky monk finally managed a smile and said.
Bai Jingtao smiled brightly, and he said gently: "It's okay, but the left side of my junior brother's face is a bit weak, which makes people look asymmetrical. What should I do?"
At this moment, Bai Jingtao was like a senior brother who really cared about his junior brother, but then he clapped his hands with a fan and said: "Yes, I don't have a panacea to instantly reduce swelling, but if the other half also gets swollen, , isn¡¯t it symmetrical again?¡±
Hearing these words, the stocky monk felt a fire burning in his heart. He clenched his fists tightly. At this moment, he wanted to fight to the death!
"Brother, your family is still waiting for you to go back and restore the lintel!" A deep voice sounded softly in the ears of the stocky monk.
The stocky monk calmed down, gritted his teeth, suddenly stretched out his palm, and slapped the other half of his face hard. After this slap, the stocky monk quickly ran towards the crowd.
Bai Jingtao looked at the stocky monk leaving and burst into laughter. The dozen or so outer disciples following him also started laughing.
¡°Senior Brother Bai, it¡¯s still your kindness that this boy dares to look down upon our brothers. If he doesn¡¯t break his legs, he won¡¯t know how powerful we are.¡±
"After that kid goes back, he should recite a few words of blessing from his ancestors. Hehe, if senior brother hadn't been in a good mood this time, he would have been able to get away so easily."
Bai Jingtao took great advantage of these flattering words. As he sat down in the middle seat, he said: "It's a good show today. We can't let a piece of mouse droppings ruin the good mood of watching the show." As he spoke, Bai Jingtao's eyes were directed upward. Look at the lotus platform that is 10 feet high. This lotus platform is five feet large and beautifully carved. Every time when the sutras are discussed, several core disciples will sit high on the lotus throne, while lecturing on the sutras, they will look down at the group.
When Bai Jingtao listened to scripture lectures in the past, what he thought most about was that one day he would be able to give a lecture on this lecture platform. But today, he was going to watch that person become the object of ridicule of the entire Zhendao Sect. When it comes to lecturing on scriptures, how can he, a disciple who has just started teaching for a year, be able to talk nonsense? What's more, his uncle wanted him to never be able to hold his head high in the Zhendao Sect. Maybe I won¡¯t see that kid again after today!
???????? Touched myselfAlthough his ribs no longer hurt, a sense of hatred continued to surge in his heart.
"Senior brother, look, the leader and Uncle Bai are here!" An outer disciple sitting next to Bai Jingtao said with envy in his words.
Bai Jingtao gathered his emotions and looked up, only to see Fu Jingbai and Bai Yuqi, the heads of Zhendao Sect, floating in the void a hundred feet away. Fu Jingbai controlled the Ice and Fire Fan, while Bai Yuqi stepped on a red flying sword.
"Meet the leader!"
Although Fu Jingbai, the leader, does not have much power in Zhendao Sect, he is the leader after all. The moment Fu Jingbai fell down, the three core disciples all stood up and respectfully said to Fu Jingbai. Fu Jingbai didn't dare to put on any airs with the three core disciples. He smiled and said, "You don't need to be polite to the three senior brothers." As he spoke, he glanced at Bai Yuqi who was standing on his side. Strange.
Although the status of the three core disciples in the sect is lower than that of the elders, they are not something that the leader of the sect can mobilize. In every sutra talk meeting in the past, as long as one core disciple lectured, the other two would never join in. The reason why the three core disciples gathered this time was of course because someone was in the middle to bring it together. Needless to say, the person who arranged this match was Bai Yuqi. It seems that I really need to pay more attention to this Junior Brother Bai. If he couldn't become a core disciple, he might aim at being the leader.
Thoughts flashed in his mind, Fu Jingbai said calmly on the surface: "Is Junior Brother Fang here?"
"Brother, head, I have arrived." A faint voice sounded from the crowd, and with this voice, Fang Ling, wearing the most ordinary Taoist robe, stepped out. The morning sun rose slowly at this moment, and the light shone on Fang Ling's face, giving people a feeling of floating out of the dust. At this moment, the eyes of thousands of people on the field were turned to Fang Ling.
For most people present, this person named Fang Ling is just a legend.
??A core disciple who passed through Thousand Buddha Mountain and finally chose the Zhendao Sect;
A core disciple who beat Bai Jingtao and was taught a lesson by Bai Yuqi;
A core disciple who has just started teaching for one year is about to give lectures!
A core disciple who is only at the peak of Qi training and has the least strength!
The main reason why they came here today was to watch a show and see how embarrassing this person was!
"Uncle Fang is quite good-looking." A female disciple from Crimson Fire Peak said with a sudden smile. A plump-faced companion next to her chuckled and said, "Uncle Fang needs comfort later, so just comfort him. I believe that as long as you make a move at this time, Uncle Fang will definitely agree to it."
"Damn it, Nizi, what nonsense are you talking about!" The female disciple who spoke first suddenly got into a struggle with her companions. However, during the fun, her companion's words lingered in her heart, and her rosy face became even more rosy.
Fang Ling walked away very calmly, his eyes were like water, and there was no emotion at all. At this moment, Fang Ling, if placed among the crowd, would be like a drop of water in the ocean. But now that he is in the spotlight, not even the sky can take away his light!
Looking at the extremely peaceful Fang Ling, Fu Jingbai's heart trembled for some reason. At this moment, a trace of regret rose in his heart. It seems that I shouldn't have pushed this young man to this point. After all, as long as she doesn't nod, no matter how domineering Bai Yuqi is, she can't let this young man preside over this discussion.
"But this kind of regret is just a flash in Fu Jingbai's heart. This is a world where people cannibalize people. If you don't be cruel to others, that's when others will be cruel to you. He made the right choice in this matter.
Glancing at Bai Yuqi with a sneer on his face, Fu Jingbai laughed and said to Fang Ling, who was walking over: "Junior brother Fang, let me introduce the other senior brothers to you."
"This is Senior Sister Zheng from Red Fire Peak" "This is Senior Brother Jiao" "This is"
After introducing the three core disciples, Fu Jingbai looked at Bai Yuqi. Just when he was hesitating about how to introduce Bai Yuqi, Bai Yuqi stepped forward with a smile and said: "You are Junior Brother Fang, haha, you are indeed a young talent! This time, we are all waiting for Junior Brother Fang's performance. !¡±
The word "performance" in Bai Yuqi's words was very serious.
Fang Ling glanced at Bai Yuqi and said lightly: "Thank you, Senior Brother Bai."
"Thank you" and nothing else. This sentence made Bai Yuqi very uncomfortable. He felt that Fang Ling must know why he was asked to host this economic discussion, and he also knew his purpose. He hoped to see unwillingness, anger, and even hatred in this young man's eyes These expressions would make him feel very comfortable.??But he didn't see anything. In the eyes of this young man, he was like a passerby who had nothing to do with him.
Gently, Fang Ling landed on the lotus seat. He looked down and saw thousands of pairs of eyes staring at him. In these eyes, there is mockery, sarcasm, and even the indifference of just watching a show. Faced with these expressions, Fang Ling showed a faint smile.
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