Chapter 120 Rejection! It’s Also a Tragedy!

"The sect of the righteous way is solid and unshakable, eliminating the way for ordinary warriors to rise. The warriors of the evil way respect the strong and rely on killing to break the shackles and leave a glimmer of hope!"

Lin Bei's eyes were long, and he looked at the bright moon in the night sky with his hands behind his hands, and chuckled: "Isn't it ridiculous?"

Jiang Qingyue was confused and didn't know what he was talking about.

Lin Bei didn't say much. Jiang Qingyue was too young and it was normal for her not to understand.

"The demonic warriors will never disappear, because they were forced out by the righteous sect..."

Lin Bei was in a calm mood.

The righteous way and the evil way are like one yang and one yin. If the righteous way sect wants to maintain its dominance, it naturally needs a large group of outer disciples to support the inner sect, which has a very low probability of rebellion.

This eliminated the possibility of promotion for many outer disciples with "bad" backgrounds.

Just like Master Zhang Er Shao of Zhangjiabao, although this person was already full of demonic nature, the reason why he fell into the demonic path was because he could not see the hope of promotion to the inner sect in Xuanyue Sect.

"Does your sect have an alchemist?"

Lin Bei suddenly asked.

He has been collecting alchemy secrets recently, but unfortunately he has found nothing.

"Of course."

Jiang Qingyue raised her head proudly, clasped her fingers and said, "And there's more than one!"

Lin Bei interrupted her thoughts of showing off her wealth and asked decisively: "Can I become an alchemist by becoming an outer disciple?"

Jiang Qingyue shook her head: "There is only one guest alchemist in the sect who is willing to accept disciples from outside the sect, and he has to pay a apprenticeship fee of 50,000 taels of silver."

Fifty thousand taels of silver!

Lin Bei's mouth twitched fiercely.

Grab money!

After selling all his things, he probably wouldn't even be able to raise ten thousand taels of silver.

Fifty thousand taels of silver, the dogs shook their heads after hearing this!

Fortunately, he thought that this wave of harvest would make him rich immediately.

Elder Keqing is not an elder trained by the sect, but a strong casual cultivator in the world. He will not be bound by the sect's rules and is doing things with offerings.

The guest elder of Xuanyue Sect is an alchemist. He has special offerings and only needs to refine a certain amount of elixirs for Xuanyue Sect.

Naturally, he can also recruit disciples from within and outside the sect, but he obviously has no shortage of successors, so instead he regards recruiting disciples as a business!

Fifty thousand taels of silver to recruit a disciple is just the basics. You must also have a certain foundation in medical skills and some talent in alchemy.

Because of this, Mu Chao had extravagant hopes. While studying medical skills, he saved money, hoping to become a disciple of that alchemist and skyrocket!

It's a pity that now he will never have this opportunity!

Seeing Lin Bei's silence, Jiang Qingyue said comfortingly: "With your talent and strength, you will definitely be able to make great contributions to Xuanyue Sect and successfully join the inner sect!"

She really wanted to introduce Lin Bei directly to the inner door, but it was obviously impossible.

As the core force of Xuanyue Sect, the inner disciple has very strict assessment. Even if she has a backstage, it is impossible for her to open the back door and let people come in directly.

Lin Bei shook his head: "Lin has a loose nature. Although Xuanyue Sect is good, I'm afraid he still won't be able to stay."

He directly rejected Jiang Qingyue's invitation.

As he saw, the outer disciples were actually similar to the retainers of a big family. They worked hard and worked hard for the inner disciples and a group of elders, and could not enter the inner circle.

As for making great achievements?

What kind of credit is considered great?

There is no clear quantitative standard at all!

Lin Bei was already in trouble in his previous life. In this life, he had great opportunities, so how could he be so frustrated that he went to work for others?

It is impossible to work part-time! It is impossible to work part-time in this life!

If you can't directly enter the inner gate to enjoy resource cultivation, then it's okay if you don't go to Xuanyue Sect!

When you are strong enough in the future, you can become a guest elder in any sect and be scrambled to worship him!

Jiang Qingyue was a little disappointed, and then advised: "With the support of the sect, even if you are an outer disciple, you are much better than ordinary martial arts practitioners. You are extremely talented. If you don't have the resources to follow up, you may not be able to compare with those talented people in the future." Ordinary sect disciples are stronger."

What she said does make sense. It is so difficult for casual warriors to earn resources. Even if they are talented, they will probably be wasted. In the end, they may not even be able to compare with ordinary disciples of those big forces!

However, she apparently forgot something else.

Lin Bei smiled and said: "I am a doctor. Even if there is no sect to rely on, I can still rely on my medical skills to earn good resources for practice."

He is not only a doctor, but also a caster. He has two skills, and his ability to make money is much better than that of ordinary casual warriors!

Jiang Qingyue opened her mouth slightly before she realized what she was doing.

Indeed, with Lin Bei's superb medical skills, even if there is no sect to rely on, he can still live a very comfortable life, although he may not be able to compare with the inner disciples of Xuanyue Sect.

But compared to the outer disciples, it should be more than enough!

Moreover, there is no need to be bound by sect rules.

The moonlight floated, and the dark night poured into their hearts like thick ink.

The two people, each with their own concerns, stood in the courtyard, speechless for a moment.

"Shall I go see how they are doing?"

Lin Bei had already gotten the information he wanted. When he saw the sound of fighting outside the hospital gradually disappearing, he said hello and left directly.

When I came outside the courtyard, I saw that the battle was over. There were corpses everywhere in the castle and blood flowed into channels. The scene was very tragic!

"Hey, those crossbows seem to be the ones I sold to the black market!"

Lin Bei's sharp eyes saw several crossbows, including some that he had sold to the black market.

Some of these crossbows have been scrapped, while others are still intact and are being piled together as if counting trophies.

"It seems that the person who bought my crossbow was the Second Young Master of the Fortress!"

The master of Er Shaobao killed his brother and his father. In addition to being supported by the disciples of the Golden Corpse Sect, he also attracted a group of confidants.

When he launched a rebellion, these confidants responded from all over the fort, catching the entire Zhangjia Fort off guard.

Many people were killed by their former colleagues inexplicably before they could react, and they died in silence.

After they reacted, they began to organize manpower to fight back against the traitors.

But at this time, they discovered that these traitors were well prepared, and some were even equipped with armor, bows and crossbows.

Even though there were a large number of people in the fort, they were defeated steadily by this group of well-equipped traitors.

When they were about to lose, the outcome of the core battle was determined, and the third young castle master and the cold swordsman suddenly appeared.

The appearance of the third young fort master meant that the second young fort master failed to seize power. The traitor army suddenly lost most of its fighting spirit, and the situation that originally had the upper hand was reversed instantly.

Many traitors realized that something was wrong and fled outside the fort.

Only a small number of people still resisted, but under the organization of the cold swordsman, they were successfully defeated!

The battle for power ends here!

At this moment, the war has long ended, but there is no joy of victory in Zhangjiabao, and there is an atmosphere of sadness everywhere.

Killing each other, even if you win, is still a tragedy!