When Wang Qingmin really came to his station, he found that the place he chose was so beautiful.

A screen-like waterfall cascades down the hill into a deep pool, splashing in the sunlight. The pools are as transparent as black crystals, and the swimming fish are clearly visible, and some of the aquatic plants in the pools grow flat and long, swinging slightly at the bottom of the water with the current of the waterfall.

Countless plants and trees grow around the lake, and a stone paved with mountain stones leads to the edge of the pool, and a small pavilion has been built here where you can sit and quietly experience the magic of nature.

On the other side of the stone road, it leads to the hut where Wang Qingmin lives. Along the stone road, Wang Qingmin walked over. A huge courtyard wall made of wood appeared in front of you, and in front of the stone path was a gate, which was open to see the various herbs growing like flowers in it.

Several outer disciples of the Yin Soul Sect were carefully tending to these herbs. At the gate, a disciple of the inner sect of the Yin Soul Sect was waiting there, this person Wang Qingmin had seen, and he was one of the people who greeted Elder Shi with Aoba.

"Little junior brother, you're finally here, I've been waiting for a long time." When this person saw Wang Qingmin coming, he immediately walked out of the door and said to Wang Qingmin.

"There's Senior Brother Lao." Wang Qingmin replied immediately.

"Junior brother, don't be polite. Under the name Li Huan, he is a disciple who just started last time, and he can be regarded as your senior brother. These people are all outer disciples who are responsible for these chores here, and in the future, they will take care of the living conditions of the junior disciples and this medicine field. Li Huan said to Wang Qingmin.

As they spoke, the two walked into the courtyard.

"Everyone come here," Li Huan shouted to the people in the courtyard.

When everyone was gathered in front of the two of them, Li Huan nodded to Wang Qingmin next to him, and then turned to everyone: "This is Wang Qingmin's junior brother, you will all be under his control in the future, Wang Qingmin's junior brother is the only disciple who practices medicine on Lingshi Mountain here, you must take care of everything about him." ”

Everyone immediately replied in unison, "Yes, Senior Brother Li." ”

Before Wang Qingmin came, Li Huan was the manager here, and these people were also very familiar with Li Huan, which is why Li Huan needed to come over and do the handover.

Wang Qingmin looked at the dozen or so people in front of him, these dozen people were men and women, all of them were generally middle-aged, the oldest was in their forties, and most of them were in their thirties. These outer disciples were the group of outer disciples recruited by the Yin Soul Sect last time. Now that they have been in the Yin Soul Sect for ten years, within a few days, they will stay with the newly assigned outer disciples for the last year, and after completely handing over the work in their hands to the newcomers, they can enter the territory specially assigned by the sect to them and learn simple spells.

"Senior brother, do you have anything to tell them?" Li Huan said to Wang Qingmin.

"Well, my name is Wang Qingmin, and I will be a disciple here for a long time in the future, as long as you do the work at hand as before, I won't have any requirements for you. But if anyone dares to deliberately defy the wind and not take me seriously, then don't blame me for being rude, I'll let you taste my methods. Wang Qingmin said to everyone with grace and authority.

"Please rest assured, senior brother, we don't dare." The crowd answered.

"Okay, now let's go and get busy." Wang Qingmin waved his hand, and everyone disbanded.

Seeing that everyone had dispersed, Li Huan said to Wang Qingmin: "Senior brother, you don't have to care about them completely, these people have not awakened the spiritual root, in fact, they are all a bunch of waste, don't take them seriously, kill them when they should be killed, and when the time comes, you just need to explain it to the sect." ”

If the spiritual root is not opened, it is a mortal, and none of these immortal cultivators take a mortal seriously, a small insect, just kill it.

Looking at Wang Qingmin's somewhat stunned eyes, Li Huan smiled, thinking that he was not like this when he first entered the Yin Soul Sect, and he couldn't accept this feeling of treating people like mustard, but ten years have passed, and he has adapted to it. Now, it's the turn of this little junior brother Wang Qingmin.

"Okay, junior brother, I won't bother anymore, the classification and function of these herbs are all recorded on the bookshelves in the wooden house, and you can learn it slowly. But as for the formula of how the medicine is prepared, it can only be found in the Chuangong Pavilion, and there is no one here. Li Huan said goodbye to Wang Qingmin.

In fact, immortal cultivators usually don't get together much, except for the need to complete sect tasks when necessary, everyone stays in their own cave mansions and works hard to cultivate. Occasionally, when I go out, I also look for my own elders and ask for some relevant knowledge of cultivating immortals. Their daily life, food, clothing, and housing will naturally be responsible for the corresponding outer disciples.

After seeing off Li Huan, Wang Qingmin entered the wooden house.

This wooden house is actually a two-story internal structure, and the first floor is divided into one room after another, and it is obvious that this floor is where those outer disciples live.

Wang Qingmin walked directly to the second floor.

There are fewer rooms on the second floor, but they are much more spacious than those on the first floor. It is divided into four rooms: bedroom, study, practice room, and hall.

Wang Qingmin entered the bedroom and slowly recalled his experience during this time.

Cultivating immortals has always been the dream of every earthling, and when this opportunity was really placed by Wang Qingmin's side, an unreal feeling appeared in his heart. He was afraid that he was in a dream, and when he woke up, everything would be the way it was, and he was still the same college student who had achieved nothing, and he was looked down upon by his surroundings.

With a nervous mood, Wang Qingmin slowly fell asleep.

The next day, Wang Qingmin woke up early in the morning and was relieved to see the wooden houses around him. If it comes, it will be safe. The cultivation of immortals has officially started today.

It is said that like flowing water, it flies by. Ten days have passed, Wang Qingmin has not practiced for ten days, he has been staying in the study, carefully looking at the book that records herbal medicine.

On this day, Wang Qingmin, as usual, looked at this book of herbal medicine. There was a report from an outer disciple outside the door.

"Senior Brother Wang Qingmin, the newly assigned medicine garden management disciple is here, please go out and take a look." The outer disciple was outside the door.

"Oh, okay, you go out first." Wang Qingmin replied and put down the book in his hand.

Walking out of the house, there were twenty new outer disciples standing outside.

The twenty outer disciples, male and female, ten each, dressed in uniform outer disciple attire, were standing there in two rows at this time.

Wang Qingmin swept over their faces one by one, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

I think that at the beginning, when everyone participated in the assessment together, how high-spirited these people were, young heroes in the mortal world, or chivalrous warriors, or green forest thieves with blood on their hands, and those evil demons who killed people for fun, but at this time, they all lowered their arrogant heads.

It is conceivable that this group of outer sect disciples has received what kind of sect training they have received, and they can actually wipe out their grandeur and arrogance in ten days.

This group of people are all good-looking, the men are handsome, and the women are beautiful, which may also be related to their long-term cultivation. The only thing that made Wang Qingmin feel sorry was that he couldn't find a little color in the eyes of this group of people. It's more like they've been stimulated by something so great that they've completely given up on the future and hope.

Looking at this group of people who had participated in the assessment with him, Wang Qingmin sorted out his mood, he believed that other people were now facing such a number of outer disciples like him.

"I think we should get to know each other, my name is Wang Qingmin, a disciple of the inner sect of the Yin Soul Sect. From this day onwards, you will be under my jurisdiction. But I'm disappointed to see you......" Wang Qingmin said at this point, and stopped.

All the outer disciples raised their heads and looked at Wang Qingmin suspiciously.

"Where is your previous pursuit, where is the previous **, do you really want to give up cultivating immortals?" Wang Qingmin looked at this group of outer disciples and said. He didn't want to be such a group of depressed and lost people here, and when he saw them every day, he was afraid that he would slowly lose his pursuit of the immortal way.

All the outer disciples looked at the inner disciple in front of them in surprise. What Wang Qingmin said was different from what they imagined. The education they received was that everything should obey the inner disciples, and everything should be the main thing for the inner disciples, and being honest and not disturbing the inner disciples to cultivate immortals was the top priority of all this.

What does Wang Qingmin, an inner disciple, mean, does he still want to give himself the opportunity to cultivate immortals? But how is this possible, this requires understanding heaven and earth and awakening the spiritual root. But if you don't have a spiritual root, you can't awaken it, and you can't practice without a spiritual root, and that's where the root lies.

In fact, Wang Qingmin didn't know how to awaken their spiritual roots, he had read some immortal cultivation novels, and there were countless waste material protagonists in them, but relying on various opportunities or means, they all embarked on the road of cultivating immortals, and finally became an invincible thing. Wang Qingmin believes that the lack of spiritual roots is not the fundamental reason why it is impossible to cultivate immortals, and there must be some means to awaken people's spiritual roots.

"I can't guarantee that any of you have spiritual roots, but even if there is a glimmer of hope, you can't give up, this is my advice to you." After speaking, Wang Qingmin turned to a former outer disciple next to him who had already listened stupidly and said: "From now on, this place will be changed to Baicao Pavilion, and no one can put down their own cultivation after work, even if it is a martial art to strengthen the body, it must be practiced to the extreme." If you can't use spiritual power, then you can give me internal power training. After Wang Qingmin finished speaking, he turned around and left.

The outer disciples looked at each other, and they couldn't understand this inner disciple.

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