I Cultivate Passively Chapter 7: Don’t pay!

"It smells good! What does it taste like?"

Zhou Feng had just walked into the Hall of Leaders, and a scent came directly to his face.

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

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

But just for a moment, the bloodthirsty gu was quiet.

It was as if he was lying on his back, not daring to move.

Feeling that the bloodthirsty Gu seemed to be feigning death, he also realized that there seemed to be experts here.

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

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

And what exactly is practice?

Speaking of which, he was really at a loss as to how to practice.

Exactly what constitutes cultivation, how to deal with this Gu worm, and even how practitioners fight.

He didn't know anything about all of this.

To tell the truth, his heart is extremely needy for this knowledge.

He was eager to know everything.

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

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

Even after a long time, he would suspect that he was going to become a facial paralysis.

"Token!"

"Ten blood pills! Next!"

At the counter, Zhou Feng showed the Zongmen token he had obtained earlier.

Ten blood pills are in hand!

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

Under such circumstances, even if he had the intention to continue to observe the internal environment of the Hall of Leaders, he had to leave quickly.

Because he felt that two eyes were already on him.

These two gazes made his whole body call the police, as if he was being watched by a giant beast.

Under such pressure, Zhou Feng didn't dare to stay at all.

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

Because Zhou Feng deliberately downplayed his existence, of course, he was the last to receive the blood pill.

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

"Is this... robbery?"

Seeing the mess in front of him, his eyes could not help but narrow.

Lin Ming fell directly into the pool of blood, but he still held the blood pill in his hand.

And many people who were in the same courtyard with Zhou Feng also fell to the ground.

The old disciple robbed the newcomer's blood pill.

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

Because of the high-level way of raising Gu to train disciples, the old disciples rob the resources of the new disciples just in line with it.

Even some high-level executives directly acquiesced to this practice.

After all, this is also a quick way to pick good seedlings.

The environment is not difficult, how to stimulate potential?

However, there are rules for this blood grabbing pill.

In order to prevent some special situations, such as some old disciples relying on their strength, they robbed all the resources of new disciples.

So some unspoken rules also appeared.

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

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

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

Well, does it sound like there is still a touch of humanity at the top?

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

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

Exactly! As long as there is no death, no one will take care of the disabled.

All the other people in Zhou Feng's yard have already handed in half of the blood pills, and now only Lin Ming has not handed in.

Yin Ling, who was the first to go out, also covered her swollen face and looked at Lin Ming, who had a stubborn face, and was in a hurry.

"Pay or not!"

Xiong Gall's foot kept rolling over the fingers of Lin Ming's left hand, and his tone gradually became impatient.

However, Lin Ming showed his attitude with his actions.

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

This scene surprised Zhou Feng.

I didn't expect Lin Ming to be so stubborn. After all, in his eyes, Lin Ming is just a noble son with unreasonable ideas.

Lin Ming, who was born in Dazhai, is a little childish in his usual behavior.

A look that has not experienced social baptism.

"Tsk tsk~~Why is this person so stubborn! And he is so unlucky, he even met bear bile!"

"Yes! It seems that bear bile is about to break through, and resources are urgently needed now, so they directly drop themselves to grab the new blood pill!"

"It's not worth the loss! It's just some blood pills. If you are disabled, it will be miserable!"

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Some of the old disciples were discussing with great interest.

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

The newcomers in the past, just need to be intimidated, and basically they will obey.

I didn't expect that this time I encountered a hard stubble, even if I was disabled, I would not hand it in.

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

After all, the strength of bear gallbladder is about to break through the forging realm, and no one among the new disciples can resist.

But bear gall is not pleasing to Lin Ming's eye.

Everyone submits them obediently, even when the bear bile is just getting started.

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"Someone came out!"

At this time, someone also found Zhou Feng who walked out of the Hall of Leaders.

I saw that Bear Gallant seemed to hear something, and turned his head slowly.

"Hand over half of your blood pill!"

There is extreme impatience in Bear Gall's calm tone.

He has already wasted a lot of time by Lin Ming, and he can no longer waste it.

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

In one more month, three years will come.

He can't afford it anymore.

Among the three Gu sects, all entry-level disciples have only three years to cultivate.

In the past 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.

Zongmen put resources into them, but they will not be wasted.

For those who can't break through the forging realm for three years, the sect will directly carry out waste recycling.

That's why bear bile is so violent.

At this moment, such a question of making a choice is placed on Zhou Feng's face.

To pay or not to pay?

Xiong Dan believes that Zhou Feng should be obedient and sensible when he sees the tragic situation in front of him.

After all, it is very rare for a thorn like Lin Ming to appear.

There will be a second one for such an idiot's thorn?

This is simply not possible!

"Pay? No? Only a fool!"

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

And then he has come to a conclusion.

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