"How so?"

Wang Xu never thought that there would be such a dark place in the Holy Land of the Origin Demon, which was as powerful as the Origin Demon Holy Land.

The people here are like a group of prisoners, imprisoned on the Miscellaneous Peak, and the main time is spent serving the disciples of other peaks, and a little time is spent cultivating.

"When the people of the pulp clothes hall come out, it will be winter soon, and everyone will sew at least three winter clothes every month, and there must be no mistakes!"

A deacon descended from the sky, and with a wave of his hand, countless cotton wool and needles and threads flew out of the Qiankun bag, and soon a mountain was piled up.

Millions of female disciples of the Pulp Yi Hall came out of the hollowed-out belly of the mountain and stepped forward to receive needles and threads just like the victims of the disaster received relief supplies.

Wang Xu flew up, landed beside the deacon, and asked, "Who is this sewing clothes for?" ”

"Who?" The deacon was taken aback, and then noticed the token hanging on Wang Xu's body, and hurriedly bowed his head respectfully and replied, "Holy Son, this is a winter coat sewn for the outer disciples. ”

According to the regulations of the Origin Demon Holy Land, disciples under the age of twenty who have been born in the ninefold realm are outer disciples.

These people, if they can reach the realm of bone change before the age of thirty, can become inner disciples.

If you can't become an inner disciple, you will be sent out at the age of thirty to become a shop keeper in a certain city or a guard in a certain mine.

In short, as long as you enter the Holy Land of the First Demon, you will be a person in the Holy Land in life and a ghost in the Holy Land in death, and there will never be such a thing as eating and drinking in vain.

The seasons are about to change, and the disciples of the First Demon Holy Land can't have one piece of clothing all year round.

Where do the new clothes come from, the clothes of the inner disciples, the inner inlaid magic circle, will be handed over to the small sect of refining weapons for unified customization.

The outer disciples are not so particular, and the costumes of millions of outer disciples, as well as the clothes worn by the miscellaneous servants themselves, are all made by the Pulp Hall of the Miscellaneous Servants Peak.

The female cultivators of these pulp clothes hall did not have to carry dung, water, and courtyard like the male disciples, so the task of sewing new clothes was entrusted to them.

Some people may want to ask, these miscellaneous servants also have roots, why don't they let them devote themselves to cultivation.

Here, I have to say that miscellaneous servants are also different from miscellaneous servants, the miscellaneous servants of the third order root bones, the highest achievement is deacons, and they are not valuable to the Origin Demon Holy Land.

Further up, as a mortal, a person who enters the Origin Demon Holy Land with a fourth-order root bone and a fifth-order root bone.

Although they will also start out as odd laborers, they will not have to do odd jobs, but will become foremen in the miscellaneous work.

These people do not lack cultivation time, and generally people who rise from miscellaneous servants to outer disciples, to inner disciples, and then to true disciples, are mostly this kind of people.

Whether it is the Origin Demon Holy Land or other Holy Lands, there is only one thing to speak in these places, and that is strength.

Strength is just one word, but it contains many things.

Roots, families, and chances are all a kind of strength.

People with fourth-order and fifth-order root bones can eat even in the Miscellaneous Peak.

A person who has roots, is born in a martial arts family, and has good talent, can have the strength of the late first order before the age of twenty, and the entry is an outer disciple.

If there's nothing, then sorry, here you're a dog.

Since he is a dog, he must be an honest gatekeeper, and he can stand out from countless miscellaneous disciples, and he has the opportunity to become an adult.

Otherwise, just prepare to be a dog for a lifetime, anyway, after getting used to it, being a dog and a human being is the same.

"A month ago, there was a new disciple named Yiyi, where is she?"

The Holy Land has the rules of the Holy Land, although Wang Xu felt that these miscellaneous servants were very pitiful, but he did not have the idea of changing the law, he only came to find Yi Yi alone.

"Holy Son, please allow me to look for it..."

The deacon took out the personnel book from his arms in a panic, and the palm-sized jade book recorded the information of all the miscellaneous disciples, and Yi Yi's name was quickly found by him: "Holy Son, the miscellaneous service peak has twelve floors, and Miss Yi Yi is in the seventh district of the fourth layer, which is the location of the dining hall. ”

There are many classifications of miscellaneous labor, each with its own role.

Those disciples of the Holy Land never cared where the clothes on their bodies came from or where the food was made.

However, no one is immune to food, clothing, shelter and transportation, and naturally, corresponding departments will be born in the sect.

Wang Xu flew up, and soon came to the fourth floor, and found the corresponding seventh area.

The seventh area corresponds to the seventh peak of the thirty-six peaks, the Angry Peak.

The outer disciples, inner disciples, and deacons in the Nudang Peak all ate from the sixth district of the dining hall, and only elder-level people had a small stove.

When Wang Xu entered the seventh district, because it was afternoon, the stove had already turned off the fire.

In the dining hall, countless miscellaneous disciples were washing dishes, and Yiyi, who was favored by Wang Xu, was in the corner of the crowd.

"Yiyi!" Wang Xu opened his mouth and shouted at the girl washing the dishes.

Yi Yi was wearing a handyman uniform, and the dishes around her were taller than her, and when she heard someone calling her, she craned her neck to look left and right, but she didn't see who was calling her.

"Io."

With the second call, Yi Yi saw Wang Xu standing at the door.

"Big brother!"

Whoa...

As soon as Yi Yi was about to stand up, he knocked over the dishes next to him, and the high wall of thousands of bowls and plates fell to the ground with a bang.

Cracking sound...

The voice was so crisp, the girl looked at the broken dishes, her little face turned white, and she looked like she was about to cry.

"Thousands of dishes and plates, there is a good show to watch now, and Deacon Li has to die of anger."

"Hehe, I'm sure Deacon Li will definitely take advantage of the topic to play, Yi Yi's three Peiyuan Pills next month, it is estimated that he will not be able to get it."

"What's the use of getting it, first-order qualifications, it's just a waste of pills to eat, and it's a waste to tell me to give it to her."

Where there are people, there are rivers and lakes, and the more horns and corners there are, the more cruel the struggle between people will be.

Listening to the whispers of the miscellaneous servants around him, and looking at Yi Yi, who was about to cry, Wang Xu said disapprerovingly: "Don't be afraid, thousands of dishes and plates will be broken if they are broken." ”

"What a big breath, who are you, what are you doing in my dining hall?"

With a cold snort, a young man who looked like he was not in a big grade and had a proud face walked over.

"You don't know me?"

Wang Xu felt strange, his holy son's golden robe, and the token on his waist, how could there be people in the Origin Demon Holy Land who didn't know him.

"Big brother, he is Zheng Nian, and he is said to be a fifth-order root bone." Yi Yi only knew that Wang Xu was taken away by the elders, and he didn't know what he was doing when he took him away, let alone that Wang Xu was already the Holy Son of the Origin Demon Holy Land.

"Which mountain peak are you an outer disciple, you can't be an inner disciple, right?" Based on Zheng Nian's observations, he didn't know what kind of holy son he was, so he looked Wang Xu up and down, and his arrogance did not decrease.

"I'll tell you, it's useless if you're an inner disciple, I'm a fifth-order root bone, and I'm expected to become an elder in the future, even if you're an inner disciple, I'm not afraid." Zheng Nian has his own confidence, he is the most talented among the miscellaneous disciples in this class.

It won't be long before he becomes an outer disciple, and then an inner disciple.

In the future, even if he can't become a reserve saint son, he can retire from the position of a true disciple and become an elder of the outer sect.

In the entire miscellaneous service peak, he is a rampant existence, even the deacon has to give him some face, coupled with the praise of the people around him, he puts himself in the position of the future true inheritance, and he does not think that the disciples of the inner gate can be much more noble than himself.

"It's interesting, it's really a temple demon with a big wind, and there are many shallow kings!" Wang Xu was amused by this Zheng Nian, waved his hand and said, "Seeing that you are only fifteen or sixteen years old, step back immediately, you don't have the right to intervene when adults speak." ”

"You dare to underestimate me!" Although it has only been a month since he entered the peak of miscellaneous labor, Zheng Nian's heart is not small.

With an angry roar, the young mind is impulsive, and if he doesn't want to come up, it will be a punch, as if he treats Wang Xu as a miscellaneous servant like him, and he can teach a lesson if he says a lesson.

"Wow, Black Tiger Fist, isn't this Deacon Li's mastery, and he actually taught it to Zheng Nian!"

"What a terrible punch, a month of hard work, Zheng Nian actually introduced the Black Tiger Fist!"

"Hmph, what do you know, looking at the power of this punch, Zheng Nian has clearly been promoted to the rebirth realm, and at least the rebirth realm is triple, and hitting ordinary people can beat people to death."

"Where did you come from, the temper is not small!"

Wang Xu raised his hand is a slap, shocking everyone, unbelieving, terrifying Zheng Nian, slapped the dishwashing basin with a slap.

Looking at Zheng Nian, who was embarrassed, struggling to get up, and still had vegetable leaves on his head, Wang Xu ignored the hatred in his eyes, and instead quipped: "I didn't expect that you would be blind at a young age?" You, a three-legged cat kung fu, dare to show your teeth and claws with me, I'm strange, even if according to what you said, I am an outer disciple, at least I have the cultivation of the ninefold realm of rebirth, who gave you the confidence to do it with me, when you are the protagonist? ”

If he is really an outer disciple, he only has the cultivation of the ninefold of the reincarnation realm, and Zheng Nian is the protagonist again, he may not be able to fight with him with the threefold cultivation of the reincarnation realm.

But that's not the case at all.

He is not an outer disciple, and Zheng Nian is not the protagonist, how can he have such great confidence.

Don't say that he is only a fifth-order root bone, even if the fifth-order elder comes, he doesn't dare to do anything with him, is this a newborn calf who is not afraid of tigers?

"Who's causing trouble in my cafeteria?"

Just when Zheng Nian's eyes were splitting and his heart was humiliated, Deacon Li strode in from outside.

Seeing that Deacon Li, who was the same as his own son, no, closer than his own son, came, Zheng Nian was like a bear child who saw his parents, and said loudly: "Deacon Li, he beat me!" ”

Although Deacon Li is only an inconspicuous deacon on the Miscellaneous Duty Peak, he is also transferred from the inner disciples.

In Zheng Nian's memory, Deacon Li had a third-order late cultivation, and he was not a weak person among the inner disciples.

Deacon Li treats himself better than his own son, no matter whether this gold-clothed man is an outer disciple or an inner disciple, he will not be Deacon Li's opponent.

"How can it be!"

Deacon Li strode up and slapped Zheng Nian in the face under Zheng Nian's secretly excited gaze.

Zheng Nianwei screamed and planted it in the dishwashing basin for the second time.

And just when his eyes widened, his face was swollen like a pig's head, and he thought that he would become an elder in the future and must come back with revenge, Deacon Li knelt in front of Wang Xu.

"Subordinate Li Li, see the Holy Son, wish the Holy Son a thousand generations and a long life!"

His eyes swept over the miscellaneous servants, looking at them like ghosts, Wang Xu's heart did not fluctuate at all, and said indifferently: "Get up, this Zheng Nian has a lot of character, it is most suitable for him to go to the toilet." When will you finish brushing the ninety-nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine toilets, and then give him cultivation resources. By the way, I'm good at talking, right? ”

"It's good, it's good..."It's just to brush 100,000 toilets, and it's not to kill Zheng Nian on the spot, how dare Deacon Li refuse.

You must know that Wang Xu's status as a holy son is already equivalent to that of the major peak masters, and his status is above that of ordinary elders.

Although Zheng Nian is a genius and has a fifth-order root bone, he is nothing compared to the Holy Son.

The fifth-order is in the Origin Demon Holy Land, it is just an elder cultivation, there are thousands of elders in the Origin Demon Holy Land, one more is not more, and one less is not a lot, not to mention that those who have a fifth-order root bone are not necessarily able to become a fifth-order, most of them will be exhausted when they reach the fourth order.

"Yiyi, come out with me..."

Wang Xu called Yiyi, turned around and left, as for Zheng Nian's gaze full of hatred, it was just a wail of the weak to him.

100,000 toilets, 100 a day, Zheng Nian also has to brush for three years.

For three years, without any cultivation resources, and even no time to cultivate, Zheng Nian is destined to be useless unless he has the life of the protagonist.

Even if he really has the life of the protagonist, the protagonist who has only started to practice now is nothing to Wang Xu.

Time waits for no one.