C9 Successor disciple?

Chu Qianye muttered to himself for a long time as he untied the robe. The second scorpion nail pierced into one of the acupoints under the left side of his rib cage and started to feel intense pain, Chu Qianye fiercely punched the ground to vent his pain. A fist imprint appeared on the ground, Chu Qianye who was about to go crazy from the pain did not see this.

Just the strength of his fleshly body was enough to leave a fist mark on the solid rock. Chu Qianye's flesh had already reached a certain degree of toughness.

The atmosphere in the Haoran Sect became strange and nervous, Sect Leader Tie Liuqing was about to personally accept a few disciples, this news caused a huge commotion in the Haoran Sect, the Sect Leader's direct disciple, was qualified to become the Sect Leader in the future.

Tie Liuqing originally had three great disciples, but these disciples had accompanied him for cultivation for a hundred years. So why did the Sect Leader once again accept disciples? Could it be that he was not satisfied with those three disciples?

No one knew what Tie Liuqing was planning, and no one knew who Tie Liuqing was planning to recruit. In these few years, no one had seen Tie Liuqing show any interest in any of his disciples, so who would become the lucky one?

The zhenqi cliff's teleportation circle did not send him lunch, but instead sent him a memo and a new set of robes. Compared to the daoist robe that was delivered three years ago, this simple and elegant white robe had three formations on it: Dust Cleansing, Heart-Cleansing, and Wood Evasion.

Furthermore, not only was there the Haoran Sect's emblem embroidered on the robe's chest, there were also five golden flowers on the left sleeve, causing the robe to appear rather ostentatious.

Chu Qianye did not understand, but he calmly picked up the note. This time, it was not to discuss the matter, but to inform Chu Qianye to leave the zhenqi cliff, report to the transmission hall, and inform him of the method to open the passage.

Compared to three years ago, Chu Qianye had become much calmer. Anyone who endured three years of painful torture would also become strong and resolute.

Chu Qianye was regretful that he did not manage to obtain the remaining four mental cultivation methods.

Three days ago, he had comprehended the fourth mental cultivation method. This time, he would need Chu Qianye to purify his primeval essence, and Chu Qianye would easily pass, just like how he trained in the first mental cultivation method.

After soaking it in the blood rain, Chu Qianye's true essence was abnormally pure, and he immediately fulfilled the requirements, thus he quickly started to comprehend the fifth mental cultivation method.

The fifth mental cultivation method required Chu Qianye to expand his meridians by three times, which was enough to cause them to crumble, and it also meant that Chu Qianye would have to endure endless pain again.

This was a period of hard work, and it was impossible to succeed in a short period of time. Chu Qianye changed into the white robe, the simple and elegant white robe allowed the calm Chu Qianye to become a lot more refined.

Chu Qianye longingly looked at this place that he had lived in for three years. During these three years, his cultivation had not increased, and he was still at the first level of Building Foundation Period, but he was already different.

Chu Qianye came to the front of the cliff, formed a spell sign with his left hand, pointed at the cliff with his right, and the tunnel that disappeared once again appeared.

Chu Qianye walked out of the passageway and arrived at the bamboo forest, but he did not see the middle-aged man. Chu Qianye paused for a moment and then directly walked into the distance.

That middle-aged man with a desolate expression appeared once Chu Qianye disappeared. He raised his brush and memorized the details of Chu Qianye's performance before he left.

Chu Qianye did not know where the transmission hall was. Disciples who had successfully reached the Foundation Establishment stage should report to the sect after visiting their relatives. There, someone would tell them their future arrangements. Chu Qianye's situation was special as he went straight to the zhenqi cliff and spent three years there.

Chu Qianye was not puzzled for long. Soon enough, he saw a group of fellow sect members dressed in green robes, who were arguing excitedly about who would be lucky enough to become the sect master's disciple. During their conversation, Chu Qianye heard that their destination was also the transmission hall.

The group of disciples glanced at Chu Qianye, and quickly retracted their gaze, pretending as if nothing had happened, they continued to advance, but the sounds of their conversation became softer, and their walking became more orderly.

A white robe was a symbol of status. This was the mark of a true disciple. Ordinary official disciples did not have the qualifications to curry favor with them, nor did they dare to make any mistakes in front of them.

Chu Qianye didn't know the way, so he naturally followed behind the group of disciples. He didn't know that such a method would cause the group of disciples to be extremely terrified.

This young Successor Disciple followed at a leisurely pace. What did this mean? Could it be that he was dissatisfied with everyone's performance? So he had to follow them and report it to the Law Enforcement Hall?

The group of disciples did not dare to continue their conversation, and each one of them quickly walked forward in fear and trepidation. Chu Qianye quickly followed behind him. No matter how fast the people in front walked, he would walk as fast as he could.

The group of disciples were sweating profusely. Being targeted by a Successor Disciple, there was nothing more terrifying than this.

The group of anxious and confused disciples seemed to have seen their leader, and quickly rushed towards a white robed young man that was surrounded by a large crowd of people. Chu Qianye knew where he was, and did not chase after him.

The woman arrived in front of the white robed man, and said something in a low voice. She then pointed at Chu Qianye, who was looking outside of the crowd, and the white robed man smiled and nodded then, broke away from the crowd and walked towards Chu Qianye.

The transmission hall was surrounded by thousands of people, Chu Qianye decided to see what happened first before anything else. At this time, he felt that someone was approaching and he slowly turned around, only to see that the white robed young man had arrived nearby.

Chu Qianye nodded his head lightly. He could tell now that his identity seemed to be different, there were only a few disciples dressed in white robes here, and he was one of them.

Chu Qianye's gaze swept across the white robed man's body. Unlike Chu Qianye, the white robed man's sleeves did not have any markings.

The white robed man cupped his fists and said: "I am Fang Zhixiao, a disciple of the Law Enforcement Hall, Master Liao Changfeng. May I know which hall this brother belongs to? Who does Master follow? "

Chu Qianye shook his head and said: "I am Chu Qianye, and I don't have a master yet, I've been cultivating by myself for the past few years."

The smile on Fang Zhixiao's face stiffened. A white robed disciple without a master, who would believe such nonsense? How could he become a Successor Disciple without a Master?

Fang Zhixiao was extremely unfamiliar with Chu Qianye, he had never seen him before, and Chu Qianye's body did not emit any spiritual energy fluctuations, making him look profound and unfathomable. Fang Zhixiao did not want to blow the matter up, so he said reluctantly: "These junior brothers and sisters have probably offended Junior Brother Chu before, I hope Junior Brother Chu can let them off on my account."

Chu Qianye quickly reacted, he anxiously cupped his fists and said: "I am truly sorry, I did not know the way, so I followed behind them, I did not expect to cause a misunderstanding."

The group of disciples stared at each other. The white-robed disciple didn't know the way?

The young lady came to Fang Zhixiao's side and said softly, "Senior Brother Fang, he can't be an imposter, right? Look at him, he's sneaky and doesn't look like a good person. Moreover, how could there be a disciple in white robes who doesn't know his way?

Fang Zhixiao made a "don't be impatient" gesture, looked at Chu Qianye seriously and said: "Junior Chu must be joking, even if I am a new disciple, I shouldn't get lost, I'm sure you don't want to forgive these Junior Brothers and Sisters."

Chu Qianye said politely: "If there is a misunderstanding, I am willing to apologize. I just reached Foundation Establishment three years ago, then went through some things.

Their conversation garnered the attention of many people, causing Fang Zhixiao to feel that there was a problem. Foundation Establishment three years ago? What qualifications did a Foundation Establishment cultivator have to become a Successor Disciple three years ago?

Suddenly, a green robed man pointed at Chu Qianye and said, "You are Chu Liu?!"

Very few people knew Chu Qianye's name, but some people knew about the nickname Chu Liu. The young lady was also enlightened as she pointed at Chu Qianye in surprise and said: "I remember now, you are the guy that had been living at the foot of the mountain the entire time. When I became an official disciple, you were still only at the fifth level of Qi Disciple stage."

When Chu Qianye was in the outer sect, he was exceptionally low key and reserved. He knew that he did not have a background, his family was poor, and his own talent was not good enough.

There were too many people who didn't recognize him, and it was just that during their idle chatter, this guy who was usually taciturn, and had good news, gave Chu Qianye a nickname called Chu Li.

Not many people had paid attention to Chu Qianye in the first place, and Chu Qianye was wearing a white robe, so no one dared to look at him seriously. In addition, after these few years of cultivation, Chu Qianye had almost been completely reborn. His demeanor and appearance had changed quite a bit, and it was only when Chu Qianye said his name that people remembered that he was that Chu Kuang.

Upon hearing that this was Chu Kuang, and that he had become a disciple in white robes, more and more people surrounded him.

Fang Zhixiao looked at Chu Qianye meaningfully and said: "Junior Brother Chu, where did you get your true disciple identity?"

Chu Qianye said innocently: "I don't know either, today someone gave me this set of white robes, so I wore it."

Laughter rose up, and Fang Zhixiao revealed a smile on his face as he said: "Without master, you are not a Successor Disciple, do you know how big the crime of impersonating a Successor Disciple is?"

Chu Qianye really didn't know that he could have worn a set of black robes. If he had known earlier that this white robe would bring about trouble, he definitely wouldn't have worn it.

Fang Zhixiao took a step forward and said, "According to the law enforcement hall's third and seventh paragraph, impersonating a Successor Disciple is equivalent to crippling one's cultivation, and is then punished according to the severity of the crime. Chu Qianye, come with me. "

The young girl said angrily, "Shixiong Fang, punish this shameless bastard severely. He followed us all the way and caused us to think that we had committed a great sin. He is too wicked."

Chu Qianye stared at Fang Zhixiao and said: "I don't know what a white robe means, I've said it before, I don't know who gave me this white robe, even if I'm wearing the wrong clothes, it shouldn't cause my cultivation to go down the drain."

After making such a ruckus, Fang Zhixiao recalled the respect and politeness he showed Chu Qianye and became even more furious.

Fang Zhixiao lowered his face and berated: "You said it yourself, you do not know anything about the situation of my sect, this is sufficient to prove that you have not been in my sect for the past few years.

Fang Zhixiao's hand grabbed towards Chu Qianye's shoulder. Before Chu Qianye could react, the scorpion wood nail on his right shoulder automatically shot out.

Fang Zhixiao thought that he had gotten enough evidence. This guy, who had just reached Foundation Establishment three years ago, definitely did not dare to resist, nor did he have the ability to.

The thin as cow hair scorpion wood nail pierced through Fang Zhixiao's palm, leaving a wound as thick as a chopstick. The scorpion wood nail quickly returned to Chu Qianye's shoulder point, as if it had never appeared before.