The scene of Zhong Luan giving things to Chen Jinggu and Ning Wan was seen by other new disciples.
They just turned their heads away and tactfully didn't run up to ask for any gifts.
"I don't know what good things Senior Brother Zhong gave to Senior Sister and Senior Brother."
But in the crowd, Pang Wen stood out from the crowd with the others who lowered their heads. He stood on tiptoe, looking at the two people standing not far away and muttering softly.
He was not tall, a little shorter than other men of the same age, and his voice was a little childish.
"Why, you want it too?" Gong Jing, who was walking behind him, obviously heard this. He put his hand on Pang Wen's shoulder, took the man who was looking hard into his arms, and chuckled and joked.
Pang Wen and Gong Jing had a very good relationship. When he saw it was him, Pang Wen just glanced at the hand that was around his neck and then slightly dropped to his chest, and asked without disguising, "Just tell me who doesn't want it?"
Gong Jing was stunned for a moment, then spoke again: "That's true."
Seeing that Gong Jing agreed with his words, Pang Wen pulled Gong Jing's hand away from his neck and looked towards Shen Jinggu again.
“It is well known in the outside world that the magical instruments crafted by the cultivators at Tianyan Sect’s Duanyi Peak are more valuable than high-level talismans.
Many people want to buy it but don't want to. Duanyi Peak never sells it to outsiders, and there is not a single genuine piece circulating on the black market. Even within our own sect, we can only borrow it and return it after use."
Duanyi Peak is the most special sect of Tianyan Sect. It has only had thirty or forty disciples in the past hundred years, and this time, it did not accept any new disciples.
Among them, there were only two direct disciples, and Zhong Luan was one of them.
"Now I'm giving away two pieces directly. If those who want to buy these magic tools hear about this, they will definitely jump up and down."
Pang Wen continued to mutter, and suddenly he felt a pain on his head, and subconsciously covered his head, "What are you doing?"
He raised his head and looked at Gong Jing who suddenly knocked him.
Gong Jing simply coughed lightly and said, "Those people's tantrums have nothing to do with you, but if you let your brothers know about this, you will definitely be criticized."
Such jealous words cannot be said casually.
Pang Wen was stunned, pursed his lips, and swallowed his saliva. "I don't mean anything else. I just want to express that Senior Brother Zhong likes Senior Brother Shen and Senior Sister Ning very much."
"Okay, you didn't mean anything. I'm just narrow-minded." After hearing Pang Wen's explanation, Gong Jing didn't say much, but just laughed it off.
Pang Wen didn't care about this. When he heard Gong Jing say this, he replied arrogantly, "That's good to know."
The two of them joked with each other and took a step back, not noticing that He Song's expression changed again after hearing these words.
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After a short rest, the group led by Shen Jinggu also started heading towards Chongtou Mountain. Ning Wan thought that these monsters would make the village desolate, but she did not expect a completely different situation.
At the entrance of the village stands a large stone as high as a person's waist, with three words written on it: Chongtou Village.
A group of people surrounded the stone, discussing it non-stop as if they had seen something rare.
"Are we there yet?"
"Well, if nothing unexpected happens, this is the place."
"I don't know how powerful these monsters are. I've only killed fake monsters that were made up."
As they spoke, they kept looking towards the road leading to the village, holding the spirit swords tightly in their hands, as if a monster would rush out of the village entrance at any time, with caution but also a hint of expectation.
"Who are you?"
Just as this group of people were still talking, a rough voice came from behind them.
The man who came was a hunter who went up the mountain to hunt. When he saw a group of people coming to the village entrance, he thought they were from other villages causing trouble, so he quickly quickened his pace and stood at the village gate:
"Which village are you from? What do you want to do in our village?"
"Let me tell you, we at Chongtou Mountain are not easy to bully."
Seeing that there were still people holding swords in the crowd, the hunter tightened his grip on the iron triangular fork in his hand while speaking, trying to intimidate these strangers.
Those new disciples had never seen such a scene before. They died before they could accomplish their mission. They wanted to help them, but they couldn't even enter the village.
Ning Wan was just about to stand up and explain their purpose, but as soon as she moved, she was stopped by Shen Jinggu, "Don't run around."
A very light voice suddenly rang beside Ning Wan's ear. Before she could say a word, she saw Chen Jinggu walk to the front of the crowd.
"Uncle, we have no ill intentions. We just heard that your village has encountered some problems recently, so we came to help."
There was nothing wrong with what Shen Jinggu said, but he had a cold face. Not only did he not look like he was here to help, but he seemed to be adding fuel to the fire.
As expected, after hearing this, the hunter became more alert and his eyes moved over this group of people several times.
This group of people really thought he was a fool. They came in with swords and asked for help. He looked young and strong, so why did he do such evil things that could harm people's lives?
The hunter didn't hesitate. Looking at the people who were still waiting for him to give in, he bluntly refused: "We don't need you. You all should leave, otherwise don't blame me for calling for help."
After these words were spoken, the new disciples who were still waiting to show their skills became completely anxious.
"Isn't there a monster in your village?" Pang Wen said directly, unable to hold his temper. "We are not bad people. We are disciples of the Tianyan Sect who came to help you."
The moment his identity was revealed, Shen Jinggu turned his head and looked at Pang Wen, frowning slightly.
"No need, there are no monsters here at all, you all can leave."
Unexpectedly, the hunter did not let them go after hearing this. Instead, he insisted that there was no monster. He even looked panicked and hurriedly drove these people away.
The new disciples had never expected that they would be treated like this after traveling thousands of miles, and they were helpless against the hunter's stubborn words.
Those who are ambitious want to catch a monster in the village and let the hunter in front of them take a good look at it.
Just as he was about to move, he felt a spiritual pressure, as if a thousand-pound stone was tied to his feet, and he couldn't move his legs at all.
"In that case, we won't bother you anymore." Shen Jinggu said, bowing slightly again.
“Senior Brother Shen, Sect Leader Kening said…” Seeing that Shen Jinggu was really about to leave, He Song became anxious and took a step forward.
He also planned to take advantage of this experience to change his image among these new disciples. If he really left, wouldn't he have to wait again?
"Go back, I'll explain to Sect Leader Ning." Chen Jinggu interrupted He Song who was about to speak and stated calmly.
The hunter who heard this conversation was obviously relieved. The strength of his grip on the triangular pitchfork did not decrease at all. His eyes fell on the group of people, as if he was worried that they would take the opportunity to break into the village as soon as he left.
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