Wu Heng went to do the task. After receiving the message from Xu Yi, he looked at the destination that was already in front of him, shook his head, "I'll be back soon."

Compared to doing tasks, it is naturally more important to hold your thighs.

Besides, there are still two.

It took about half an hour for Wu Heng to come back, and Xu Yi and the others decided to take a look at the whole picture of Qiankun Sect.

Qiankun Gate is very big, and there is no doubt that the accommodation and training places of the disciples of the five sects are all divided into their own, and only special public buildings such as library libraries and mission halls are public.

When they walked into the body gate, the two unexpectedly met the bronze muscular boy who was getting started with them.

With a cucumber head and a light yellow long gown, she looks energetic.

The loose clothes don't cover up the amazing muscles, they look very burly.

"grey……"

The muscular boy also recognized Xu Yi and Shi Xiaofan, and swept his eyes across their gray long gowns, showing a look of dissatisfaction on his face, his eyes became a little cold, and his body arched slightly, like a beast about to attack.

Very aggressive... Xu Yi thought to himself and smiled slightly: "Hello, my name is Xu Yi, his name is Shi Xiaofan. We started at the same time a week ago. What's your name?"

"snort!"

The muscle boy did not answer, snorted coldly, and turned and left: "Sooner or later, I will let Qiankunmen know that I am the best one."

Shi Xiaofan said gently: "Senior brother, this little guy lacks social beating."

"society?"

"Oh, the words I saw in ancient books generally refer to ethnic living communities that are interconnected based on certain material production activities."

Xu Yi nodded and smiled: "That is indeed missing. Being beaten a few more times in the future will be beneficial to his body refining."

They didn't care about the boy's hostility. Before they could walk out of the body, Wu Heng had already found him.

"Two junior brothers, do you need my help if you have anything to do? Just speak!"

Wu Heng looked very righteous.

"Thank you, senior brother, I really need your help."

Xu Yi said: "Please take the disciples of Jianmen to listen to the two of us give a lesson."

"Well……"

Wu Heng's eyes widened: "Two junior brothers, really plan..."

"It's always good to try. If it doesn't work, senior brothers will waste a little time at most."

"no……"

A drop of cold sweat hung on Wu Heng's forehead.

Waste some time?

How can the disciples of Qiankun Sect waste time?

In order to become stronger, I wish I could break one minute into two minutes. I was busy turning into a top during the day, and I had to meditate and practice at night, and I was 24 hours a day.

How much time does a class take? Starting in one hour.

Especially the inner disciples, they don’t want to let go of any time, let alone the sword disciples who pursue the ultimate attack power?

Furthermore, it is true that the two junior brothers are monsters, but they have only been in the first place for more than a week, and their pants are still new and new. What qualifications are there to teach the disciples of the Jianmen? Who would like to listen?

"I know that we have little experience. Even if we want to teach, we won't have a senior brother to listen, so we need Senior Brother Wu's help."

Shi Xiaofan said sincerely: "As long as the senior brother is willing to help, he will give you a commission of one percent of your contribution."

"What do I need to do?"

Wu Heng was helpless. Does he need a commission for contribution? He still had one percent of it, and he didn't look down on it at all!

Shi Xiaofan said: "Senior Brother Wu asked to use his connections and bring his close friends with his inner disciples and all the outer disciples of Jianmen to attend the class at 6 pm."

"If someone doesn't want to, Senior Brother Wu can convince others with reason." Xu Yi added.

More sweat emerged from Wu Heng's forehead.

Be convinced by reason? Is this principle the principle of physics?

If I really do that, in the future...

"If Senior Brother Wu is in a dilemma, forget it."

Shi Xiaofan sighed and looked lonely: "Let's think of other ways."

"Ah haha, how could it be difficult? No problem, this matter is for me!"

Wu Heng's mind heated up, he patted his chest and agreed.

"Thank you, Senior Brother Wu, let's go back first to prepare."

The two bowed to Wu Heng and turned around and left.

Wu Heng looked at the backs of the two, opened his mouth, but couldn't say anything.

When the two disappeared into sight, Wu Heng raised his hand and slapped himself: "Why did I agree? Wu Heng, Wu Heng, slapping a swollen face is not your style!"

After a long smile, Wu Heng left dejectedly.

Every step is very heavy, as if carrying a mountain on your shoulders.

Maybe this is the price of licking dogs...

Wu Heng couldn't remember the process of returning to the Sword Gate.

Standing in the area where the disciples of Jianmen lived and practiced, he wiped his face hard, raised his chest and raised his head, and strode forward.

"What?"

Suddenly exclaimed from Wu Heng's room.

The twelve disciples of the Jianmen who have a relationship with Wu Heng all look at Wu Heng as crazy people.

"I just got into the world for a week, and I am not a disciple who specializes in sword cultivation. Let's go and listen to their lectures?"

"Senior Brother Wu, have you been brainwashed? How much does it cost to be a head?"

"This is to make us a laughing stock in the entire Qiankun Sect... Then the ones who despise us will not be just the guys from the medical sect..."

"Senior Brother Wu, why don't you take some medicine? You may become cute."

Faced with the doubts of his senior brothers, Wu Heng's face twitched several times.

"Okay, that's what it means to decide. If you are ridiculed, you will be ridiculed. If you waste time, you will waste time. Those two junior brothers are gray-clothed."

"What's wrong with gray clothes? I haven't grown up yet!"

"You can't say that, Yu Shuangren, who has entered the Shenzang Realm, has been almost Hongmeng in more than two years."

Everyone looked at each other: "Want to give this face?"

Wu Heng nodded: "It must be given."

"Okay, okay... But I didn't agree to the two gray-clothed geniuses, but for the sake of Senior Brother Wu."

"Oh... I'm still very unhappy. Now I'm really laughing at the door."

"After today, let's go into seclusion for a month first to avoid the limelight."

Wu Heng bowed his fists and said, "Thank you guys for giving me Wu Heng this face. I have some contributions, everyone will give me one point..."

"Forget it, Senior Brother Wu, you should keep it and get promoted to deacon as soon as possible."

"Okay, then thank you brothers. I owe you a favor. Let's take action."

"Go to the outer door..."

The outer gate of Jianmen was filled with chaos.

One by one, the kind-hearted senior brothers invited them to attend a class.

Some people are afraid of things and dare not refuse to agree.

Someone refused to agree, so the kind senior brother convinced others with reason. After their noses and faces were bruised, they realized their majesty and obediently gave in.

At dusk, the entire outer gate of Jianmen, more than 3,000 disciples were secretly sad.
Chapter completed!