Lin Huan's face showed a little surprise, although the Huan Dan was not a precious pill, but it was a big deal to give him, a new disciple, a whole bottle as soon as he made a move.

"Then thank you, senior sister."

Ye Lingge is not reluctant, anyway, there is a medicine refining system, she can have as many of these things as she wants, and it is just right to get closer to the protagonist.

After the ceremony ended, Su Xun sat on the fire phoenix and returned to Qingmian Peak.

The Xuanling Sect has a strict hierarchy, and only the peak master is qualified to occupy a peak exclusively, and in the eyes of outsiders, Murong is extremely fond of Murong Qingmian's daughter.

Originally, the original owner was very close to Murong, but it wasn't until Murong died and was taken away by him that he realized that her life was a joke.

On the surface, Murong was extremely fond of the original owner, but intentionally or unintentionally cultivated her into an empty-eyed and ignorant character.

Murong just treats her as a container for snatching away, and the so-called love and spoiling are just an illusory dream.

The original owner died with a lot of resentment, and she had only one wish - to kill Murong.

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Most of the outer disciples were arranged at the foot of the mountain, and when Ling Shenyuan walked to the residence with his waist card, he saw that the house was overgrown with weeds, and the moss on the side of the wall was piling up and exuding a musty smell.

The treatment is completely different from the treatment of the Xuanling Sect when he first entered the Xuanling Sect in his previous life, which made the Demon Venerable who had been pampered for hundreds of years very unhappy, so he naturally put all the accounts on the head of the culprit Su Xun.

【Ding! The target person's killing intent value is +3, and the current killing intent value is 70.】

Su Xun, who was far away in Qingmian Peak, couldn't help but sigh when he heard the system.

My dear, you will be wronged for the time being, and I will pick you up tomorrow.

Lord Mozun paused in front of the door for a moment, but he still walked in, but it didn't get much better at all, there were cobwebs everywhere, and even a few rats blatantly scurried past him.

Ling Shenyuan's face darkened again, and he simply threw out all the furnishings inside, leaving only a stone bed, and cleaned the room inside and out three times before sitting cross-legged on the stone bed and cultivating.

The second morning bell rang throughout the Xuanling Sect, and before Ling Shenyuan could withdraw from his cultivation state, there was a clangling sound outside.

"Red-eyed monster, don't be ashamed, hang yourself inside."

As soon as the words fell, he saw the door open from the inside, and Ling Shenyuan looked at him expressionlessly, "What's the matter?" ”

There is an unwritten rule in the Xuanling Sect, but all disciples who have just entered the sect will use money to bribe their brothers and sisters.

The man stretched out his hand to Ling Shenyuan, but seeing that he didn't say anything, he immediately scolded with a stinky face, "Poor ghost! Damn, I'm really unlucky. ”

"Our Xuanling Sect doesn't raise idlers, pack up and report to the miscellaneous office."

There are millions of disciples of the Xuanling Sect, and there are tens of thousands of acres of spiritual fields for cultivation alone, as well as medicine gardens and spirit beast gardens, all of which are taken care of by the disciples of the outer sects.

What Ling Shenyuan received was the chores of taking care of the medicine garden.

In a medicine garden in the southwest corner, several old disciples surrounded a thin Ling Shenyuan, as if they were teasing some cat and dog, their faces full of contempt and banter.

"Yo, isn't this the first disciple of our Xuanling Sect Master?"

The new disciple next to him immediately flattered, "Brother Cheng, did you remember wrong?" This son is just a waste, where can he be the personal disciple of our sect master. ”

Situ Cheng sneered, stepped on the soil with one foot, and crushed the elixir into slag with his toes, "Give me a hard beating!" ”

Several disciples surrounded him with ill intentions, Ling Shenyuan's red eyes flashed with a cold light, and the hoe in his hand smashed towards one of them.