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"D-Class Mission: Send a Scrap of Wood to Apprentice"

"Mission Location: Qingyun Sword Sect"

"Mission duration: 1 year"

"Quest Reward: Beginner Immortal Cultivation Mind Method Volume 1"

"Mission description: Please successfully send Wang Yun to the Qingyun Sword Sect of the Immortal Gate and become a true disciple."

"Special note: Wang Yun, full of waste wood, poor roots, poor comprehension, three times in vain, you must make him a true disciple within ten years, exceeding the time limit is also regarded as a task failure."

Oh my God! I'm not willing to play to death, right? People don't collect this kind of waste wood, do I have a way? I'm a courier, just a courier! How can I feel embarrassed by this?

At this moment, Lin Xiao's heart was broken, a person who returned from three apprenticeships in vain, it means that people really don't look down on it, are you sure this is a D-level mission?

It's a pity that the terminal won't listen to his voice, let alone how he completes the task, as long as the result is, it was the big black hand that stretched out, grabbed Lin Xiao, and dragged him in.

At the foot of Qingyun Sword Sect, a small village and town, the gate of Sword Sect is wide every three years, and this time is the most lively time for this small village and town.

There are countless immortal seekers who have come on the rise and gone away in defeat to revive the economy here, but for some reason, in the past three times, the Sword Sect has not taken a single person, and a single person has not received it, but it still opens the mountain gate on time, and gradually fewer people come.

The world is big, the immortal gate is geometric, it is better to try your luck elsewhere if this road is not passable, no one will be like Wang Yun, who has spent nearly ten years in this small village and town, waiting for this Qingyun road.

It's another three years, Wang Yun is already in his thirties, and he has been in this place for nearly ten years, and many people have persuaded him to try it in other sects, but he just shook his head, and every time he goes, every time he returns in vain, so he is also a celebrity here, and many people know him.

Lin Xiao inquired casually, and knew about these situations, when he found Wang Yun, he was burning the fire, preparing to strike iron, he was a blacksmith, and he had made a living by making some iron tools for the people in the village over the years.

Looking at his sloppy appearance, Lin Xiao frowned, and felt inexplicably troubled in his heart, "Wang Yun, you have failed to apprentice three times, why do you still insist?" ”

When Wang Yun heard this, he raised his head, staring at Lin Xiao with bright eyes, Lin Xiao turned back without showing weakness, he quickly lowered his head and continued his work.

A somewhat tired voice came, "Are those important?" People don't live for whom, the important thing is to do what they want to do. ”

There was silence for a while, "Do you still need a helper?" I guess I'm going to be in this place for a long time, and I don't know if I'll be able to set foot on the green clouds this time. ”

Wang Yun paused, "Small shop, no salary, only a place to live, what I eat, what you eat." ”

Lin Xiao walked in and gave Wang Yun a start, he did whatever he asked him to do, just waiting for the Qingyun Immortal Gate to open this time, let's try his luck!

For this mission, he no longer has any hope, this is an ordinary person, an ordinary mortal, the world is full of the shadow of this kind of person, at least for the time being, Lin Xiao can't see anything unique, and according to the task prompt, he really can't figure out why the Qingyun Sword Sect wants to accept such a disciple, or the true inheritance.

According to Lin Xiao's understanding, there are only two kinds of disciples in the Qingyun Sword Sect, one is ordinary and the other is the true inheritance.

Ordinary disciples are just taught by the elders of the Dharma Transmission Method, and how to practice depends on their own bodies, although the treatment of the sect is the same as that of the true transmission, but the only condition of the master of the true transmission disciple is missing.

Embark on the road of Qingyun, after entering, there will be seniors of the sect who will choose people as disciples, this is the true tradition, and no one chooses to be ordinary.

There are fewer people who came to Qingyun Sword Sect this year, two or three big cats and kittens, all of them are only a hundred, compared to the thousands of people in the previous ten years, it is really incomparable, and outsiders can't help but sigh, is Qingyun in decline?

On the day of the time, Wang Yun and Lin Xiao worked overtime last night to catch up with the last batch of orders, and sent them early in the morning, and then closed the store.

Wang Yun bathed and changed clothes, lit three incense injections on a tablet, knelt on the ground and kowtowed, and his always resolute face rarely showed a gloomy look.

Lin Xiao waited silently, everyone has their own choice, they have their own things to do, this is what Lin Xiao has learned from this resolute man in the past few days, and he respects his choice.

followed Wang Yun to the bottom of Qingyun, it had been almost an hour, and there was obviously no one at the foot of the mountain, so it was estimated that they would be the last.

Stepping through the stone gate, an endless stone staircase appeared in front of him, and Lin Xiao and Wang Yun stepped up at the same time.

A gust of wind blew, Lin Xiao was blinded, tears flowed out, and the pace under his feet stopped, and when he finally recovered, he looked back and saw that he was no longer at the entrance of the stone staircase, and Wang Yun was nowhere to be seen.

This is a platform, there is a stone tablet in front, the word Qingyun is written on it, there is a big tree on the edge of the cliff, a stone table and a few stone benches under the tree, it is some years at a glance, the kind of moisturizing things is silent, and the vicissitudes of time rush to the heart at a glance.

Of course, that word was the result of the scanner, and Lin Xiao didn't know it.

On the right is a stone staircase, the green clouds go straight up, surrounded by clouds and mist, and you can't see the edge, Lin Xiao turned around, but there was no stone staircase to go down, so he walked towards the stone stele.

Reaching out and stroking the stone tablet, there was a feeling of warmth, and then he stroked the two big characters with his fingers, a tingling sensation came from his fingertips, and Lin Xiao retracted his fingers.

When I came to the tree, I sat on the stone bench, supported the stone table, held my chin with both hands, and looked at the beautiful scenery in the mountains, and my mind was much calmer.

A voice came from behind him, "Young man, aren't you on this Qingyun Road?" ”

Lin Xiao turned his head and glanced at it, it was an old man, with white hair and a white beard, and his smile was quite kind.

"If you don't cultivate immortals if you have a fate, you will die in vain if you don't have a chance", Lin Xiao replied lightly, not surprised or happy.

"Oh, that's true," the old man still laughed.

"If you can't enter this Qingyun, I don't count if I say it myself, I have to say it to the people on this Qingyun."

"But don't you think you can succeed if you try harder?"

"I'm already here, and they can see it, can't they?"

"What a funny boy, let's go, come with me to see it!" The old man said with a smile, pulling Lin Xiao up and coming to the stele.

The old man brushed the stone tablet with both hands, and there were words in his mouth, Lin Xiao couldn't hear what he said, and suddenly, the stone staircase disappeared, and a stone door that opened inward appeared.

"Let's go, let's go in with me."

Lin Xiao didn't worry about his safety at all, opening the door to accept apprentices, a big deal, but also a face, this Qingyun Sword Sect is also a big faction, at this time there must be a high-level guard, the formation is open, this old man must be a person of Qingyun.

Lin Xiao followed the old man and stepped into the stone gate, inside which was another world.

The vast field, on top of the nine-story stone steps, is a majestic hall, the main hall is surrounded by patches of purple bamboo, and a group of people are gathering in the main hall.

The old man took Lin Xiao directly to the main hall, said hello to the people inside, and then found a place to sit down on his own, leaving Lin Xiao standing with several young people who looked about the same age.

"This is the Xuanguang Mirror", a girl looked at Lin Xiao blankly looking at the image in the air, explained in a low voice, and when she saw Lin Xiao looking over, she gave him a big smile.

In the Xuanguang mirror, it was the scene of Wang Yun climbing the stone ladder, and Lin Xiao saw that Wang Yun's shoes were broken, his arms were bleeding, and he was sweating profusely.

"Senior brother, what you said earlier is so good, the elders appreciate it!" The girl whispered again.

Lin smiled and didn't speak, looking at the scene displayed by the Xuanguang Mirror.

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