I Cultivate Passively

"It smells so good! What does this smell like?"

As soon as Zhou Feng walked into the Linggong Hall, a scent of fragrance hit his face directly.

This smell seems to be the smell of many things mixed together.

At this moment, the bloodthirsty Gu in his body also moved slightly.

But just for a moment, the bloodthirsty Gu calmed down.

It was like lying down on the bed, not daring to move.

Feeling that the bloodthirsty Gu seemed to be pretending to be dead, he also realized that there seemed to be a master here.

Speaking of which, since he traveled to this world, he has never seen a practitioner take action.

I wonder if practitioners in this world can move mountains and fill seas, burn the sky and boil the sea?

And how exactly is spiritual practice?

Speaking of which, he was really confused about how to practice.

What does it mean to be a cultivator, how to deal with the poison, and even how the cultivator fights.

He didn't know all of this.

To be honest, he desperately needs this knowledge in his heart.

He is eager to understand everything.

But reason told him that he must stay calm and not act rashly.

So even though Zhou Feng's heart was already turbulent, he still had a dull expression on the surface.

Even after a long time, he suspected that he would become a facial paralysis.

"Token!"

"Ten blood pills! Next one!"

Arriving at the counter, Zhou Feng showed the sect token he had obtained previously.

Got ten blood pills!

The whole process is very short, as short as only two sentences.

Under such circumstances, even if he wanted to continue observing the internal environment of the Linggong Hall, he had to leave quickly.

Because he felt that two eyes were already staring at him.

These two gazes made his whole body alert, as if he was being targeted by a giant beast.

Under such pressure, Zhou Feng did not dare to stay.

But when he walked to the door, he heard Lin Ming's scream.

Because Zhou Feng deliberately downplayed his existence, it stands to reason that he was the last one to receive the blood pill.

He was also the last person to walk out of the Linggong Hall.

"Is this a robbery?"

Seeing the mess in front of him, he couldn't help but narrow his eyes.

Lin Ming was seen falling directly into a pool of blood, but he still held the blood pill in his hand.

And many people in the same courtyard as Zhou Feng fell to the ground.

The old disciple robs the newcomer of his blood elixir.

This should be regarded as a fixed program among the three Gu sects.

Because of the high-level method of cultivating Gu and cultivating disciples, it is natural for old disciples to rob the resources of new disciples.

Some senior executives even directly acquiesced to this approach.

After all, this is also a way to quickly select good seedlings.

The environment is not difficult, how can we stimulate our potential?

However, there are rules for grabbing blood pills.

In order to prevent some special situations, for example, some old disciples relied on their strength to rob the resources of all new disciples.

So some unspoken rules also appeared.

That is, an old disciple can only steal the blood pills of ten new disciples at most.

At the same time, it must be handed over to the new disciples personally.

If the new disciple is unwilling, then you can't take it by force.

So, does this sound like there is still a bit of humanity in the top management?

However, there are actually too many things that can be done here.

For example, Lin Ming is severely injured now. As long as you don't pay, you will be disabled.

That's right! As long as no one is killed, no one will care about being disabled or anything like that.

Everyone else in Zhou Feng's courtyard had already handed over half of their blood pills, but now only Lin Ming had not.

Yin Ling, who was the first to go out, covered his red and swollen face and looked at Lin Ming, who had a stubborn look on his face, and was worried.

"Hand it or not!"

Xiong Dan kept crushing the fingers of Lin Ming's left hand with one foot, and his tone gradually became impatient.

However, Lin Ming showed his attitude with actions.

His right hand tightly grasped the blood pill he had just received.

This scene surprised Zhou Feng.

He didn't expect Lin Ming to be so stubborn. After all, in his eyes, Lin Ming was just an aristocratic young man with ulterior thoughts.

Lin Ming, who was born in Dazhai, behaves a bit childishly on weekdays.

He looked like he had never experienced social baptism.

"Tsk tsk~~Why is this person so stubborn! And he's so unlucky that he even encountered bear bile!"

"That's right! The bear's gallbladder seems to be about to break through. Now it's in urgent need of resources, so they've just lowered themselves to grab the newcomer's blood pills!"

"The gain outweighs the loss! It's just some blood pills. If you are disabled like this, it will be miserable!"

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Some old disciples nearby were discussing with great interest.

Because it’s been a long time since there’s been such a stubborn newcomer.

In the past, newcomers only needed to be intimidated, and they would basically obey.

Unexpectedly, I encountered a tough challenge this time, even if I was disabled, I wouldn’t hand it over.

In fact, bear bile can completely steal other people's blood pills, so there is no need to waste time here.

After all, Xiong Bili's strength is now about to break through the body forging realm, and no one among the new disciples can resist it.

But Xiong Dan just doesn't like Lin Ming.

Everyone turned in obediently, even Xiong Bili when he first started.

Why do you do this prick to be different? Then it will be fulfilled for you!

"Someone's out!"

At this time, someone also spotted Zhou Feng walking out of the Linggong Hall.

Xiong Dan seemed to have heard something and slowly turned his head.

"Hand over half of your blood elixir!"

Xiong Dan's calm tone contained extreme impatience.

He had already wasted a lot of time with Lin Ming and could not waste any more time.

You must know that the bloodthirsty Gu in his heart is devouring his blood every moment.

In one month, it will be three years.

He couldn't afford it anymore.

Among the three Gu sects, all incoming disciples only have three years to practice.

In these three years, you must break through the body forging realm and reach the qi-entraining realm to become an inner disciple.

Otherwise, it can only be recycled.

The resources invested by the sect on them will not be wasted.

For those who cannot break through the body training realm in three years, the sect will directly recycle waste.

That's why bear bile is so violent.

At this moment, such a decision-making question was placed on Zhou Feng's face.

To hand over or not to hand over?

Xiong Dan thought that Zhou Feng would be wise enough to see the tragic situation in front of him.

After all, it is already very rare for someone as thorny as Lin Ming to appear.

Will there be a second such idiot's thorn in the side?

This is simply impossible!

"Pay? Don't pay? Only fools pay!"

To hand over or not to hand over, this question only lingered in Zhou Feng's mind for half a second.

Then he already came to a conclusion.

Let him hand over half of the blood elixir! That is impossible!