It seemed that he was used to Zhang Jingxiu's absent-mindedness and was always distracted. Therefore, seeing that Zhang Jingxiu was lacking in interest, he just responded like a coping. Huang Mingyou did not continue to ask anything, but said loudly: "Let's go~ Brother Zhang, let's go and see. We can't let those people continue to make trouble like this and continue to bully these external servants."

"Although these outer sect servants are not considered disciples of the sect, they are also a reserve of new forces. Many disciples of the sect, especially those with ordinary spiritual roots, are mostly the main sources of those who practice martial arts in the sect."

"Therefore, as long as these people have enough perseverance, are willing to endure hardships, and insist on practicing martial arts, they will one day become well-deserved disciples of the Wudang Sect, and they cannot be too humiliated."

Following Huang Mingyou's pace, when he heard the other party's thoughts again, Zhang Jingxiu had the urge to hold his forehead and ask the sky speechlessly, but he also knew it in his heart. Looking at the crowd around him, most of the Wudang Sect's external servants were errands, and he understood why the Wudang Sect recruited so many servants?

It is not just because there are many tedious tasks in the sect and ordinary people need to take care of them so that real sects can concentrate on practicing, but mainly to expand the source of those who practice martial arts.

Different from cultivation -

Although practicing martial arts also depends on your personal qualifications and roots, it is not as harsh as practicing the truth, and the advantages and disadvantages of the spiritual root are paramount.

Even if the qualifications are mediocre, martial arts will leave a glimmer of hope for them and the possibility of becoming stronger. It only takes longer and more hard. This kind of hardship is even beyond human capacity. If you are willing to work hard, you will be able to enter the martial arts path one day.

"Hey~What are you doing? Why are you making a big noise in the mountain gate? If you don't practice well, why are you making trouble? If you don't miss the serious business, you're all idle—"

Zhang Jingxiu could not think deeply and figure out the true intention of Wudang Sect to recruit so many servants. With Huang Mingyou's repeated shouts and pretending to be domineering, Zhang Jingxiu could only remain awake, follow the side, quietly watching the development of the incident.

"Haha, it turns out that Senior Brother Huang is here. If there is anything wrong with Junior Brother Huang, I hope Senior Brother Huang will be willing to let him go!"

However, the little bitch was about to scold Huang Mingyou, but the prince of Neijiang changed his expression and changed to a smiling face. He quickly greeted him with a smile, with a flattering look on his face and his posture was extremely low, which shocked the onlookers' chin.

Especially the entourages and guards of the Prince of Neijiang were even more incredible. He had never seen his prince look like this, as if he had put down his figure now, as if he was waving his tail and begging for mercy.

After all, there are many onlookers. Although the status of the outer sergeant is low, there are many elderly people among them. They have been in the Wudang Sect for a long time. Even if they have not recognized who Huang Mingyou is, they have already seen the first clues from his clothes. After a rough judgment, they feel tight but not very sure. But they can't help but exclaim: "That's-that's-that's-that's-that's-that's-that's-that's-that's-that's-that's-that's-that's-that's-that's-that's-that's-that's-that's-that's-that's-that's-that's-that's-that's-that's-that's-that's-that's-that's-that's-that's-that's-that's-that's-that's-that's-that's-that's-that's-that's-that's-that's-that's-that's-that's-that's-that's-that's-that's-that's-that's-that's-that's-that's-that's-that's-that's-that's-that's-that's-that's-that's-that's-that's-that's-that's-that's-that's-that's-that's-that's-that's-that's-that's-that's-that's-that's-that's-that's-that's-that's-that's

The followers who were originally ready to persuade him to stop him, and when they heard the dripping discussion around him, their expressions froze, almost stopping their movements at the same time, and they were honest like quails.

"Although the boy was young, he looked only eleven or twelve years old, his outfit, especially his blue clothes, had a lilac collar, which should be a dress that only inner disciples could have."

"No, it should be more than just an inner disciple. It seems that he is a disciple of the head sect."

"Yes, and that person's belt is also azure blue unique to inner disciples, but it is embroidered with Xuanwu. This is the totem of our Wudang Mountain and the secular court's title of Wudang Mountain. Only inner disciples of the head line will wear it and are allowed to wear it."

Although the discussions around him were noisy and vague, every time he heard one, even Zhu Chengfeng, the prince of Neijiang, who had known Huang Mingyou's identity, had a long time ago, and his entourage, and his heart stumbled, and his face changed frequently.

Every vague discussion and every guess was like a heavy hammer pounding their almost static heart, causing the heart to contract and tremble slightly.

In fact, with the identity of the disciples of the inner sect, even if they kill them, it would be useless.

At the same time, listening to the surrounding discussions, Zhang Jingxiu was also shocked. Unexpectedly, the identity of a disciple of the sect was so shocking. Just a name made the prince of Neijiang King Zhu Chengfeng feel like he was lost, and he no longer had the arrogance and condescence he had before.

At this moment, in the eyes of everyone, Huang Mingyou was not an eleven-year-old boy at all, but a great man who held the power of life and death. They had the only existence they could look up to.

Everyone also suddenly realized that, no wonder Zhu Chengfeng, the prince of Neijiang, had such a great change, like a dog-legged person without any dignity? Why did he keep calling him "Senior Brother"?

Among the sects, especially the sect of cultivation, they believe that learning is not the first and those who have mastered it first. By the same token, the division of seniority depends on the time when you start, and the advanced level of cultivation.

Therefore, no matter who gets started, Huang Mingyou can afford the title of "Senior Brother" in front of Zhu Chengfeng.

Obviously, Huang Mingyou has become accustomed to this kind of scene that is highly anticipated, and enjoys the awe of everyone. He is even more satisfied with Zhu Chengfeng's respect and low eyebrows, and he doesn't even dare to breathe.

"Okay, Junior Brother Zhu, don't be so restrained."

Huang Mingyou held the air and acted like a senior expert. He first said this softly, and then continued to say with the tone of the seniors teaching the younger generation: "After you are an outer disciple, you are now like a servant with a low eyebrows and pleasing eyes. What do you look like?"

"Yes, Senior Brother Huang said yes, Junior Brother has received teaching."

Zhu Chengfeng dared not refute any, nor did he dare to show any dissatisfaction. He kept saying that in order to match Huang Mingyou's attitude, especially at the age of eleven, he had to shorten his body again, hunched over, looking increasingly respectful and flattering, and looked like a dog-legged person.

"Huh~ Why do you feel more and more unbearable when you say it? Look at your appearance, it's just like a secular eunuch. No matter what, you are also a secular royal family, but you are so ugly, and you are not afraid of losing the backbone of your Zhu family?"

"Yes, Senior Brother Huang said yes. Junior Brother remembers his teachings and will definitely change in the future. Be a backbone person."

"Okay, okay, you go, it's really boring."

Obviously, Huang Mingyou was a little impatient with Zhu Chengfeng's low posture, and he couldn't say anything more. He swallowed the many rebukes he had prepared. The previous rebukes seemed to hit the cotton ball with one punch, and he had no sense of strength, so he could only wave his hand to let Zhu Chengfeng leave.

At this time, compared with the sighs and sarcasm of the onlookers around, Zhang Jingxiu's expression was extremely solemn. Her deep eyes kept shrinking and she looked at Zhu Chengfeng deeply.
Chapter completed!