Overthrow the Cultivation Civilization

Chapter 148 Pig Intestine I Misjudged You

The inner gate of Qingzhu Peak.

In front of the martial arts hall.

The next day's sunshine shone on Wang Qiye's head, adding a bit of legendary color to this young man.

"Master, how can I help you?"

A receptionist in blue clothes came forward quickly and greeted them with a smile.

"Training room No. 109 needs a fire medicine bath."

"Okay, Taoist priest, I'll arrange it for you right away. You can go first, and the fire attendant will be here soon."

The receptionist in green smiled and respectfully made way for him.

Wang Qiye nodded, walked in and went inside.

I came to the backyard, turned around many ways and finally arrived at the training room No. 109. The door was still closed. Seeing that I was the first one to arrive, I entered the password. There was a slight clicking sound from the mechanism door, and then it opened a crack.

I pushed half of the door open and took a look inside. As expected, there was no one there, so I went straight into the bathroom.

"Knock, knock, knock. Senior Brother Wang, I'm the fire attendant. Can I come in now?"

"Please come in."

Wang Qiye, who was pouring the medicine residue into the bathtub, responded without stopping. He glanced at the full shelves again and was quite satisfied. There was not a single pack more or less than the one-year supply.

"Brother Wang, can we begin?"

"let's start."

Across the room, Wang Qiye responded again, and after feeling it, he was surprised that the attendant was actually at the first level of foundation building. However, he was only surprised for a moment, then he stripped naked and jumped into the medicine pool.

When the water temperature rose to 250 degrees, waves of steel needles entered his body. There were no more injuries to share the fire with Wang Qiye, so he could only bear it.

"Brother Wang, I'll take my leave first."

Without waiting for Wang Qiye to reply, the fire-making attendant finished his work and left in a hurry to take on the next order.

Wang Qiye came out of the bathroom fully dressed and saw five monks staring at each other.

"Wang Qiye, what are you doing? Why are you calling me over here?"

Pig Intestine was yelling loudly, obviously having waited for too long and getting a little angry.

"Hey, Pig Intestine, it's been three years and your temper hasn't changed at all."

Wang Qiye joked, as if he was back in the open-air martial arts arena outside the Qingzhu Peak. Just then a ray of sunlight shone over, and everything was so warm.

"Hao Youmo, I have long admired you. I have long admired you."

The thin man standing next to the pig intestine was a head taller than the pig intestine and looked obviously a little restrained.

The thin face looked like someone who had suffered from three years of famine, so thin that the bones were exposed, probably due to his martial arts. He held a whistle stick at his eyebrows and bowed. His black hair was simply tied behind his back with a rope, which was quite thick. His nose was high, but his eye sockets were sunken. Combined with his thin lips, it was very scary when he opened and closed them.

"Wang Qiye, disrespectful, disrespectful."

Wang Qiye also extended his fists and returned the greeting. It was the first time that Wang Qiye had seen a cultivator in this form, and he couldn't help but look at him a few more times. He was used to seeing handsome men and beautiful women in the cultivation world, so it was a little hard for him to accept it for a while.

"Meng Yulang, Junior Brother Wang is indeed a young talent."

It was not until he was awakened by a loud voice that Wang Qiye came to his senses and looked at the person who came.

His face was resolute and he forced himself to smile, but with his short-sleeved shirt and exposed muscular body, he looked ferocious.

"Meet Coach Meng."

Wang Qiye bowed.

"Pei Gaoyan."

An aloof old man with cold eyes and a serious expression, if it weren't for the few white hairs on his head, you wouldn't have known he was already in his sixties. He was wearing a green Taoist robe, which was quite decent, and set off his straight figure, just like the iron rod in his hand.

"Meet Coach Pei."

"Tan Chuan, Junior Brother Wang, I was also in the dark alley that day, and I even went up to help a few times."

A burly man with a boy-next-door smile, his mouth opened so wide that his big teeth were exposed, shining in the sunlight. His hair was casually draped behind his head, but because it was too lively, it formed a few waves behind him.

"Okay, there's one for you."

Wang Qiye laughed grimly, took a few steps, and rushed to Tan Qiang, followed by his right fist, and punched out. Although this punch was not a special move, it was a hasty punch, and it was still a full-strength attack in anger.

Tan Qiang did not dodge, but stood there and calmly took the punch on his chest.

This punch still made him frown. The two smiled at each other afterwards, and it was considered that they had known each other for a long time.

"Pig intestines, Brother Gao, each of you take out 10 Spiritual Stones."

Wang Qiye then turned around, still with a smile on his face as he looked at Tan Chong.

Hao Youmo didn't show any expression. He reached into his arms and found exactly ten spirit stones, which he threw over.

"Wang Qiye, he wants money as soon as he meets me."

Zhu Dachang cursed, then took out 10 spirit stones from his arms and threw them over.

Wang Qiye waved his hand, and all 20 spirit stones fell into his right hand. He lowered his head to take a look, then raised his head again and looked at Hao Youmo.

"Brother Zhu Dachang, from now on you are my brother Wang Qiye, so there is no need to be so formal, Brother Gao. Zhu Dachang and I have been friends for more than ten years. We have always fought each other in the outer sect. From now on, you should treat this place as your home."

Hao Youmo gave a miserable laugh as a response.

Wang Qiye then turned around again and divided the spirit stones in his hand equally between Tan Chong and Pei Gaoyan behind him.

"Why don't you come and meet your new teacher?"

Zhu Dachang was still in a daze, unable to understand Wang Qiye's expression, but Hao Youmo understood it. He nodded towards Wang Qiye gratefully, took two steps forward, put his hands together and bowed.

"Hao Youmo pays respect to Master Pei."

"Get up."

There was no expression of sadness or joy on Pei Gaoyan's face. If you didn't stare at him and see his mouth opening and closing, you would think his face had never changed.

"Pig intestines greet Brother Tan."

The pig intestines realized what was happening only later, and hurried forward to pay their respects. Due to being too excited, they even cried out incoherently.

"Get up, Junior Brother Zhu, we are all family, from now on we will just learn from each other, there is no need to be so formal."

Unexpectedly, Tanchu looks rough but is actually very easy-going.

"Wang Qiye, you really haven't changed, you are still my good brother. I was jealous of you before. I was also there in the dark alley that day. I tell you, I stepped on it twice. I was so flustered that I didn't see clearly where I stepped..."

Pig Intestine was so excited that he squeezed out a few tears. He wiped them and started talking incoherently.

"I'm your horse..."

The more Wang Qiye listened, the more he felt something was wrong. No wonder he felt that there was a familiar figure that night, but he just couldn't remember who it was. Turns out it was you, kid.

He kicked the pig's intestine, which was still feeling moved, to the ground. Then he kicked it a few more times, venting his anger on the bloated body.

"Stop fighting, stop fighting, someone is going to die."

"Deserved it."

Wang Qiye cursed and then stopped.

The three sparring partners were just happy to watch the show. The most embarrassed one was Gao Youmo, who was in a dilemma whether to help or not.

"So Wang Qiye, are you and that Zi Linglan really together?"

Pig Intestine stood up and casually patted the dozen or so footprints on his body. He had screamed so miserably just now and didn't care about his injuries at all. Instead, he was concerned about the three flowers of foundation building.

"You believe such lies. You have a pig brain."

Wang Qiye was angry at him for not fighting back and gave him a disdainful look. He thought that he could not help but think that this step might be a mistake.

"We really couldn't help but believe it. The masked man in black swore an oath with his inner demon, and Zi Linglan said in person that she had an affair with you, so we were all excited. But we couldn't find you for a while, so we wanted to give up, but who knew that you would dare to hold up a high-profile name that day. If you hadn't been seriously injured, some of your fellow disciples would have been kind and couldn't bring themselves to attack you. I'm afraid that more people would have attacked you in the next few days."

Tan Xun took a step forward, also extremely curious. Among the three foundation-building flowers, Zi Linglan was the one who valued her reputation the most. Some fellow disciples had been pursuing her for years without success, but now a young boy suddenly appeared and won the beauty. There was no news about her before, so how could this not be shocking.

"Aiya, there's really nothing going on between me and Zi Ling Lan. It was all that bitch Liu Yin Yue's fault. Her lover pursued Zi Ling Lan in vain, and I don't know how he got obsessed with her. Since he couldn't get her, he wanted her body, but then he tried to drug her and failed. I was just passing by that day, and Zi Ling Lan grabbed me and used me as a shield, and I was disgusted by this bitch."

Wang Qiye had no choice but to tell the truth. The more he spoke, the more aggrieved he felt, and he hated Liu Yinyue all over again.

The message is only for the wise. This kind of thing will only get worse the more you explain it. But no matter whether others believe it or not, these two people must believe it today.

"That's what I was saying. Why doesn't she dare to show her true face? It turns out that this bitch is trying to sow discord between us brothers."

The pig intestine slammed the ground, making a loud noise, but he didn't even frown. He was still angry about having misunderstood the greedy words.

Tan Chuan thought about it for a moment, but didn't believe it completely. This young man could afford a gold medal course designer. If he said there was no third party involved, he would not believe it even if he was beaten to death, so this matter was not that simple. But now that he was employed by him, it would be difficult to take action in the future, but could he get some special treatment during the training?

Pei Gaoyan and Meng Yulang are spectators at a very old age, and they can only sigh at the hot-tempered nature of young people. Today's melon is really exciting.

Gao Youmo, on the other hand, was indifferent. He was absorbed in martial arts and all he had was the iron whistle stick in his hand.

"Aren't you a loyal fan of Han Fengyue? How come you abandoned your idol after only three years in the inner sect?"

Wang Qiye was indignant and kicked the pig intestine sitting on the ground again.

"Alas, there is nothing I can do. My idol is too far away. How can he be as close as Senior Sister Zi? When Senior Sister Zi grabbed my hand that day, my wandering heart finally found its home."

Zhu Dachang's eyes sparkled, as if he had returned to that day. Zi Linglan was sitting opposite him, wearing a purple dress that made her look even more radiant. She shyly took his hand, and those gentle words still haunted him...

"Humph, forget it. There are so many handsome men in the inner sect. How could Zi Linglan like you?"

Wang Qiye sighed that this pig intestine might be ruined in this life, so he looked at him with a bit of pity in his eyes.

"Then they don't fancy you either."

Zhu Dachang stood up, and after knowing that Wang Qiye had nothing to do with the goddess, he returned to his former self. He would stab his brothers in the back for the goddess.