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The melodious sound of bells echoes in the mountains.

Sanqing Palace.

More than 100 teenagers stood solemnly, and the two deacons of the sect next to them were saluting with the three statues of gods enshrined in front of them.

"I have worshiped the Sanqing Patriarch, from today on, you are the official disciples of my Huayu Sect, you should work hard to cultivate, light my lintel, and strive to become an immortal as soon as possible."

"Yes!"

The sect is important, and all the young people dare not make noise, but their eyes all reveal excitement.

Only a weak voice came to my ears: "But I heard the master say, hasn't there been no one in this sect who has become an immortal for thousands of years?" ”

The voice was delicate and graceful, and everyone turned their heads, but it was a beautiful girl who looked like eight or nine years old.

Hearing this, the black-clothed old man in the deacon was already furious, but when he turned around and saw the beautiful girl, his expression became kind again, and he sneered: "I can't become an immortal, it's because my younger disciples are not virtuous, but this sect has a long heritage, if you trace back to the source, it can be attributed to the three clear and one vein during the flood and famine." ”

Speaking of this, he was a little proud again: "Gu'er and the others must practice hard, and they can't be slack off, maybe one day they will become immortals and become saints." ”

"Obey the teachings of your uncle!"

The disciples became more and more excited.

Looking at the peers around him with radiant energy, although Lin Xiaoyao bent down and saluted like them, he was secretly sighing in his heart, the young man in this world is really simple and easy to deceive.

It has been more than a month since he went up the mountain, and he has inherited the memory of this body, and Lin Xiaoyao, as a traverser, naturally has a general understanding of his situation.

This is a world of cultivating immortals.

Let's say that it is a flood wilderness, but the name of the flood wilderness has long been inconspicuous, and the younger generations of monks have even created a new era of cultivating immortals.

But if you say that it has nothing to do with the flood wilderness, many immortal sects in this world claim that their own Taoism is inherited from a famous real person in the flood wilderness.

However, most of them talk to themselves, and the age is no longer testable, for example, the Huayu Sect in front of him claims that he is really a three-clear lineage.

But according to Lin Xiaoyao's understanding, even if there is no nonsense, the one who can catch up with it is probably just a certain outer disciple accepted by Sanqing.

Therefore, not to mention the fruit of the immortal realm, it is to become a Mahayana monk, and for this sect, it is also extremely ethereal.

Of course, for Lin Xiaoyao, a newcomer who has just stepped into the immortal path, although there are no immortals in this sect, there are still countless big guys, and it is not something he can look up to.

As for the outside, I heard that it is even more fighting and killing, there are countless evil demons, and occasionally there are big demons born, so it's better to be a little bit better.

I was thinking about it.

"Congratulations to the host, your system has arrived, and the binding is ......"

"After binding, start testing, here meets the sign-in conditions, please choose the host, do you want to sign in immediately?"

Sign in?

Lin Xiaoyao was stunned for a moment, quietly glanced to the side, and made sure that no one else reacted, only he heard this mechanical and cold voice.

System?

The gold finger of the traverser has finally arrived.

"System, check-in."

The next second.

"Congratulations to the host for successfully signing in and obtaining the 'Sage Fruit Position'."

"What, what?"

Although he knew that the system was awesome, at this moment, Lin Xiaoyao was still messy in the wind, wondering if there was something wrong with his ears, and couldn't help but ask.

However, the system did not reply, and then said, "Do you want to claim it now?" ”

"No."

Lin Xiaoyao tried his best to hold back the curiosity in his heart, it was better to be steady, although the "saint fruit position" didn't know if he heard it wrong, but it would be bad if he made too much noise.

He couldn't help but look at the statue of Sanqing in front of him.

"System, can I still check in?"

"No, once a day, you can sign in repeatedly, the more important the place, the more precious the reward, except for special areas, you can only sign in once...... Host is invited to cherish every opportunity. ”

That is to say, the Sanqing Hall can only sign in this time for the time being?

……

Later, the entrance ceremony was over, and everyone left the place, going back in twos and threes.

Lin Xiaoyao did not walk with anyone, but came to a heavily guarded building on the periphery alone, but except for a few important seasons inside, almost no one would set foot on it.

Ancestral Hall.

Here is enshrined the tablets of the ancestors of the past dynasties of the sect, and naturally the disciples should clean and take care of it, and occasionally add some offerings.

But compared to other housekeeping, it is a hard job.

I can't get in touch with the high-level people in the door, let alone get their favor and appreciation, just like the ancient Buddha with the green light, it's very hard.

Of course, Lin Xiaoyao was assigned here, but he was not excluded by the sect, with the breadth of the immortal sect, how could he target him as a young disciple who had just started?

In fact, the new disciples, except for the Lingxiu girl named Zhiyan today, and a few other extremely talented people, have been favored by the head of the sect or the elders, and have been directly accepted as personal inheritance.

The rest of the people, in addition to cultivation, need to be responsible for some internal affairs.

Or for the sword-holding disciple of an elder, or for the fire-burning boy in the alchemy room, and again, it is the errand of taking care of the medicine field or taking care of the spirit beast.

And the worst thing is to clean some important halls.

However, the Xianmen is also fair, and will not act arbitrarily, and each person is responsible for what duties are decided by drawing lots.

Tong Su is not bullied, it all depends on luck.

And the original owner of his body was an unlucky ghost with average qualifications, so it was naturally impossible for him to be accepted as a disciple by a certain elder.

However, when I drew lots, I was very unlucky, and I drew the errand of cleaning the ancestral hall that everyone avoided.

Originally, Lin Xiaoyao was also very depressed, but now that there is a system, maybe it is his arsenic and my honey.

Now he needed a secluded place where he could live quietly without being disturbed.

"Forget it, it's important to claim the reward first."

Thinking of this, Lin Xiaoyao's heart became enthusiastic again.

The system seems to be saying "sage fruit position", but he always feels unbelievable, no matter how awesome the golden finger is, can he be full level at the beginning?

"System, claim the reward."

As soon as the words fell, Lin Xiaoyao's head was stunned, as if a bell was ringing, and there were thousands of illusions in an instant.

Dense rules hang down from nothingness, running through the world, pulling all things, down to the dust and gravel, up to the heavens and all worlds, all in it.

Black and white rotate, yin and yang alternate, is the sun, moon and stars, is the ups and downs of the spiritual tide......

Countless worlds of disillusionment and rebirth, all in an orderly manner.

Is this the fruit of the saints?

Three thousand, endless law!

The process of immersion lasted for a day, until late at night, when the moon was in the middle of the sky, and it was relieved.

"Where's the mana?"

Lin Xiaoyao was stunned, just having the sage fruit position and not giving supporting cultivation, wouldn't it be a king account, but no king technology?