Chapter 122

Hearing Zhao Sheng's words, the man seemed to deliberately pat his head with his right hand, and then said, "look at my memory. Take this token and go directly to the practice room at that time."

"Thank you, master!" but Zhao Sheng, who took the token, didn't think about anything. He just thanked with his fists, and then turned around and left here.

Practice, set up a restaurant, disciple Dabi, promised to give Yunyi the ceremony of getting married, the secret land of the West wheel, in addition to Yin Zengshou pill... Everything that Zhao needed to deal with during his lifetime was put in front of him.

"In the next month, just do as I said before. If there's anything I'll find you again." standing at the door of the credit room, Zhao Sheng said to Ren Feifei and others.

Zhao Sheng, who has obtained the use time of the practice room and is about to enter the practice room for closed training for one month in order to improve his cultivation, needs to tell the master Qingyuan about the restaurant and his one month close before going to the practice room.

According to master Qingyuan, Daoqing gate is not so united. Let's tell master Qingyuan that although his character won't help the restaurant, at least when the income of the restaurant is enough to make some people in the Holy Land jealous, he can say something to stop it.

Go back to his room, tidy up his messy bed, then pick up a pen and paper, write a note, and finally use the easy-to-use tool to make it easy.

Open the door, walk out, turn around and insert the note along the crack in the door of the elder martial sister's room.

"Elder martial sister, I hope you can believe that when you see me again, I will be able to give you a ceremony of getting married that all daoqingmen know. Zhao shengliu."

After all this, Zhao Sheng walked to the practice room with only an ID card and a token given to him by a man.

No matter what you think, the world is like this. The more capable and talented people are, the more hardworking they are. In a few months, Zhao Sheng became a congenital friar from a well-known waste youth.

Zhao Sheng, who now sits in the outer door practice room for 30 days, has almost 300 days before disciple Dabi.

No one knows what accomplishments Zhao Sheng will achieve and what unexpected things he will do when he comes out of the practice room after 300 days with his accomplishments and experience.

"Stop!" a cry suddenly rang out not far in front of Zhao Sheng. Then a man with a big round hat and a slender waist walked quickly to him from the distant checkpoint, and then said coldly, "show me your ID card."

Listening to this, I can't tell whether it's a male or a female voice. Zhao Sheng really made a mistake.

Yesterday, master Qingyuan took the initiative to appear, and then brought Zhao Sheng to the main peak. Now, as an outside disciple, if he has nothing important, he must not be able to step into the main peak.

"Hmm? Aren't you an inner disciple?" the cold voice sounded again.

With the sound again, the man had pulled out his double swords around his waist.

Looking into each other's eyes, Zhao Sheng couldn't help but want to go directly to the outside practice room.

The inner disciple of the cultivation of the golden elixir realm, let alone with weapons, even with fingernails, can definitely kill Zhao Sheng's soul.

The gap between Jindan and congenital is too big.

But fortunately, the purpose of this man's sword drawing is to force Zhao Sheng to truthfully explain.

"Sister Bing, there are so many garbage coming here every day for no reason. Why say more about this garbage? It's really not good to reward several transparent holes in this garbage and drive it away."

Sister Bing? The man with double swords and a cold voice is a woman?

"Oh? What's your name, elder martial brother?" Zhao Sheng looked at the man whose exit was garbage and said with some "flattering" meaning.

"Do you want to know my name? Hehe, don't go pee and see yourself. Do you deserve to know my name? You can't even take out the identity card. It must be another garbage that can't pass the talent test. Alas, the elders are too kind. Why don't they just throw away this garbage? They have to be allowed to stay for a while."

The woman called sister Bing glared at the man, but she may be angry and speechless, holding her words in her heart.

As for Zhao Sheng, who heard the man's verbal insult, he was not worried, and even said with a smile: "ha ha, before, I just thought you looked like a friend named La Jichang. That's why I wanted to ask."

"Hum, it's interesting. What kind of rubbish is your friend? He can be compared with such a handsome man?"

Looking at the man who only had the innate later cultivation, Zhao Sheng had no fear in his heart. He smiled and said, "yes, you are more spicy than rajichang. Rajichang can't compare with you at all."

According to common sense, anyone who hears Zhao Sheng's words should be able to hear such obvious irony.

But the man didn't recognize it. Instead, he shook his hair and said, "OK, don't make friends here. Garbage is garbage. Get out of here, or I'll give you some holes with a spear later."

"Forget it, tell the master after disciple Dabi." Zhao Sheng shook his head helplessly while talking silently in his heart: "thirty years east and thirty years West. After disciple Dabi, I Zhao Sheng will make you look good."

A man who takes a bite of garbage must have a background. Otherwise, how can a woman with a cold face have an expression that dares to be angry and dare not speak?

There will be disciple Dabi in another month. During this period, Zhao Sheng must not show any strength. To this end, in the face of arrogant men, since Zhao Sheng's two lives, few have chosen to bear it.

For the sake of elder martial sister, he can not even die, not to mention just one breath?

However, although Zhao Sheng swallowed this breath temporarily, he would never forget the appearance of that man and woman.

In this way, with a little anger, Zhao Sheng left the position of the main peak and went straight to the outside of the practice room.

"Here is the token. Here you are." Zhao Sheng took out the token and handed it to the factotum in charge of the matter at the door of the practice room.

The factotum accepted the token skillfully and then confirmed the authenticity of the token. Then he wrote something in the book.

Soon, the factotum looked up and said to Zhao Sheng, "elder martial brother, 103 is vacant. You can go in directly."

"Wait a minute, I just saw you write a twenty in your book. What does it mean?" Zhao Sheng, who was already ready to enter the practice room, finally couldn't help asking this question.

"Of course it's a 20 day practice room. How long does it last? Elder martial brother, do you have any questions?"

what? twenty days?!