Chapter 411 It’s Too Late (12)

The fifth day of the new disciples joining the sect.

Today's classes have ended, and the new disciples have adapted to the pace of life in the Wanfa Sect. Now they are competing to see who is more enthusiastic.

They began to try various ways to stay awake, and some of them got the notes of the previous disciples, and began to constantly study various ways to keep themselves awake and put them into practice.

Looking at these disciples, Wang Jiu felt that these disciples were really immature.

During these five days, Zhang Ting did not bother him, and Liu Xiaoqiang and Ding Dazhuang did not bother him. Shangguan Zhi had been acting with Lin Yuan, and Wen Gu was also discussing new decks with the people of Qimingmen, which gave him a rare period of time without being disturbed.

Drinking tea and eating dried tofu, he looked at the pomegranate tree in front of the door and felt that the air had become sweet.

If he continues in this state, he will probably get a breakthrough this year and become a new immortal master.

After becoming an immortal master, he will have more means and magical powers, and then find Fangwai and never have any trouble again.

Thinking of this, Wang Jiu tried to restrain his pride and smiled elegantly.

"It's so nice to be calm." Wang Jiu couldn't help but sigh while drinking tea.

But not long after the peace came, a patrol came in and said to Wang Jiu who was standing by the window admiring the beautiful scenery: "Patrol Wang, I heard that your disciple recently found an undercover agent. Is that true?"

"Yes!" Wang Jiu couldn't help shouting.

The patrol was startled by Wang Jiu, but still explained seriously: "Yes, I heard that he is being hung at the gate of the sect and beaten. He looks so pitiful."

Putting down the teacup, Wang Jiu immediately climbed out of the window and rushed to the gate of the sect.

Along the way, his mind was full of complicated thoughts, and all kinds of bad thoughts kept pouring out, making his expression gradually hideous.

"They said to notify me immediately if they found anything, how dare they do that!"

"It must be Zhang Ting, that kid was born to defeat me!"

"And this style of hanging up and beating was definitely learned from the sect master! It's true that people from the same family don't pee on the same kang, why do this family do things in this way!"

"We can't let Lin Yuan stay with them anymore, such a good seedling will be corrupted by them sooner or later!"

In the blink of an eye, Wang Jiu rushed to the sect gate and found that it was surrounded by outer disciples.

A thick rope hung a disciple in the air, and Zhang Ting held the whip with a grim smile, whipping the opponent's back again and again.

Every time he whipped, the sound of the whip breaking through the air and the opponent's muffled groan could be heard in the air.

The hung person had been beaten to a bloody mess, unconscious, and could only groan when being whipped. It seemed that he was not far from death.

Seeing this, Wang Jiu was immediately furious.

Just as he was about to step forward, he saw the appearance of the hung disciple and hesitated.

Who is this person?

I haven't seen it before!

As an inspector, it is basic to remember the appearance and specialties of the disciples, but Wang Jiu is sure that he has never seen this guy.

Could it be... he is really an undercover?

Just as he hesitated, the person being hung screamed and then stopped moving.

Seeing this, Zhang Ting put away the whip and snorted coldly: "See, this is the end of being an undercover in Wanfa Sect! We in Wanfa Sect will never tolerate any undercover. When we find the next one, it will not be so simple. Okay, let's go and learn."

The outer disciples have just entered the sect not long ago, where have they seen such a posture?

After hearing that they could leave, they left trembling, whispering as they left:

"I heard that Senior Brother Zhang Ting was a funny guy, but I didn't expect him to be so cruel."

"That's the grandson of the sect master. You can look down on any third-generation immortal, but it's best not to look down on the third-generation immortal of the Wanfa Sect."

"That's right, can ordinary people achieve the foundation building? Not to mention the foundation building of our Wanfa Sect."

"The whip is shining with spiritual light, and the magic power on it can penetrate below the skin and reach the nerves, causing extremely strong pain. One whip can equal five ordinary whips."

"I envy that disciple so much, because he can be whipped by Senior Brother Zhang Ting."

"...You are not right."

After the crowd dispersed, Zhang Ting whipped the hanging man a few more times, and then picked up the man whose life or death was unknown, and ran straight to the back mountain.

Following Zhang Ting, Wang Jiu saw that his other four disciples were there.

Zhang Ting threw the disciple to the ground, and the leader Lin Yuan stepped out to check the disciple, and then said with certainty: "Dead."

"He died like this, this guy can't stand being beaten." Zhang Ting said dissatisfiedly, "I haven't done anything yet. What should we do with the body?"

"It's okay, just leave it alone, we continue to discuss."

Seeing this scene, Wang Jiu couldn't help it.

He walked out of the dark, pointed at the five people and shouted: "You did a good job!"

Lin Yuan saw Wang Jiu and said embarrassedly: "Lecturer Wang, you saw it all."

"With such a big momentum, how could you not see it! You, you...what did you do!"

"Isn't this for finding an undercover."

"Finding an undercover doesn't mean you'll get killed! Come with me to find the sect master! For the sake of our master-disciple relationship, I'll plead for you!"

"The sect master knows."

Wang Jiu stared at the five people blankly, feeling that his three views had collapsed.

"The sect master actually knows?"

"We asked him if this method would work, and the leader said yes, so we did it this way."

"How could you... possibly..."

The five people looked at each other, and then felt something.

Kicking the corpse on the ground, Lin Yuan said, "Lecturer Wang, you are wrong. This is made by the Universal Art."

"No matter how you do it, it won't work! Wait, the Universal Art?"

Facing Wang Jiu's puzzled eyes, Lin Yuan continued, "This is the result of the Universal Art. We made a fake body to shock the undercover agent. After being treated like this, the other party must be scared, and then we can show our true colors."

Wang Jiu was stunned for a while, then asked, "Wait, your Universal Art is very powerful, I know this. But just now he was obviously a living person, what do you say about this?"

"Oh, I asked Fuluxingjun to make a clone to go in. The other party's acting skills are good, it seems like the real thing."

"It's not acting." The corpse on the ground raised his hand and said helplessly, "It really hurts. Zhang Ting, didn't we agree to fake a fight?"

"I'm stupid and can't remember too many things." Zhang Ting said proudly.

"Why don't you just die stupidly! You beat up a star god, you are really good! Don't ask me for this kind of thing next time!"

"Don't worry, I will ask you next time."

"Are your ears just for show?"

To stop the corpse from talking, Wang Jiu stared at Lin Yuan for a while, and felt it was a bit too late.

His favorite disciple might have learned bad things.

I had a heat stroke yesterday, I'll take a break.