According to the guidance of the miscellaneous disciples' waist cards, Wang Yan quickly found the miscellaneous service district management office, thinking about the more than 400,000 people in the entire Wentian Sect, there are 300,000 miscellaneous disciples, what a huge proportion. This is equivalent to the fact that behind an outer disciple, there are three miscellaneous disciples serving them and providing resources, and the miscellaneous disciples are working hard for the faint hope of entering the outer gate.

Is this fair? Of course it's not fair! Wang Yan shouted in his heart, but he was powerless to reverse this situation. This is a stable situation that has been formed over thousands of years, and it is not a matter of time to change this inheritance habit that has been passed down for thousands of years. Moreover, this can be regarded as a means of stabilizing the cultivation world, on the surface, the sect is very inhumane and enslaves these miscellaneous disciples, but on the side, the sect also gives this part of the people ideological sustenance, so that they will not have nothing to do in the cultivation world. There are more than 4 billion people in the cultivation world, and it is estimated that there are more than 3 billion miscellaneous disciples.

"These people will be the cornerstone of my superbook users in the future!" Wang Yan sighed, "I have strength in the future, I must find a way to change this status quo, Xunxian asked is not the only way to survive!"

"Hey, what are you doing, you have to be punished for trespassing into the steward's station. Wang Yan, who was thinking, was interrupted by an annoying voice.

He frowned, the person who he felt annoying just by listening to the voice must have fused the disgusting attribute into his bones, otherwise he would not have such a disgust. Generally, this kind of person either has a background, or can slap the horse, otherwise he would have been cleaned up and I don't know how many times he died.

"Under the new miscellaneous disciple, Wang Yan. Wang Yan looked at the person who spoke and replied lukewarmly.

The owner of this nasty voice was a short, rat-eyed man with a black mole at the corner of his mouth and a slender black hair growing from it. This person stroked the black hair from time to time while talking, giving people as obscene as he felt, and his eyes were full of annoying calculating eyes, probably because there were too many calculating people and they didn't know how to hide.

Well, if you look like this, you can't be a villain, Wang Yan complained.

"Yo, the new miscellaneous disciple who has entered the door, we haven't had a new person come in here for a long time, you can just call me the king steward. ”

The lewd man glanced at the waist card, and after confirming that it was the handyman waist card of the Heavenly Sect, he counted: "Your kid is also surnamed Wang, it seems that we were still a family eight hundred years ago, you come with me first, I will take good care of you." ”

Wang Yan is no longer able to complain about the overlap between this place and the earth's culture.

Steward Wang led him all the way to the residence of the miscellaneous disciples, along the way, Wang Yan saw that many miscellaneous disciples were very busy in and out, some of them were numb, some people gritted their teeth and insisted, these people were all trapped by the identity of the miscellaneous disciples, living like the walking dead. Some of the disciples looked at Wang Yan with a bit of perverted eyes, and their thoughts were estimated to have collapsed.

Isn't this a hell on earth!

The residence of the miscellaneous disciples was a large room, but the accommodation conditions inside were very simple, and there was nothing but a bed to sleep in. More than 100 people lived in a large room, and the moment they opened the door, a foul smell came to their faces, and stinky shoes and smelly socks were all over the floor.

Steward Wang pinched his nose, tried it a few times, but finally couldn't bear the smell, and didn't go in. just casually pointed to a bed in the corner of the room and said, "Wang Yan, that is your bed, and you will sleep there in the future." ”

The quilt on the bed was already black and smelly, and it was full of all kinds of dirty clothes and stinky socks, and the beds of the miscellaneous disciples were connected, and more than a dozen people often slept together, and there were people on the left and right when they turned over. If you encounter a guy who doesn't sleep well and snores, it is estimated that you don't have to sleep for a night.

The dwellings of the miscellaneous disciples were dirty and messy, not because they were lazy, but because they were tired from morning to night every day, and they simply did not have time to clean themselves, let alone clean the dwellings.

In addition to completing the miscellaneous tasks arranged by the sect in exchange for contribution points every day, the rest of the time is spent on cultivation. They are all used to this kind of life, and although it is very hard, they are gritting their teeth and persevering, hoping that they will be able to get ahead one day.

Wang Yan couldn't help but think of the obscure online writers on the earth, and they all insisted on a dream and worked hard to update.

His heart seemed to be touched, he never thought of himself as a savior, nor an immortal or an emperor, but he still couldn't help but feel sad when he saw this group of cultivators living at the bottom. They don't have talent, but they keep trying!

However, the heavens will not be kind to them because of their efforts, and many miscellaneous disciples have turned from hope to despair. Even if he understood that this system was the best way to maintain stability in the Kowloon Continent and was in line with the law of the development of objective things, it still made Wang Yan have an impulse to vent, but now he could only restrain it, just a seed buried in his heart.

Steward Wang didn't know what Wang Yan was thinking, in his opinion, this was another young man who jumped into the fire pit, either silently leaving Wentianzong after three years, or staying here for the rest of his life until he died of old age. Of course, there is also a chance for salted fish to turn over and enter the outer door, but the probability of this kind of turning over is very rare, at least he has not seen it, just watching batch after batch of newcomers go from hope to despair to numbness.

After acknowledging the bed, Steward Wang took Wang Yan to report to the head of the house where he lived, and the miscellaneous disciples were divided into groups according to their residences, and the miscellaneous disciples in each room were a small group, and the daily chores of the sect were organized and arranged by the head of the house.

The head of the house politely gave Wang Yan a set of robes marked with the identity of the miscellaneous servants, and after Wang Yan changed into the robes of the miscellaneous disciples, Steward Wang nodded with satisfaction and left.

After Steward Wang left, the head of the house, Wang Hao's flattering face immediately changed, and he said viciously to Wang Yan: "New here, your kid is called Wang Yan, right?

Wang Hao's tone is yin and yang, and he himself has a fat head and big ears, which shows that he is usually a hedonist, and he must rarely do chores in the miscellaneous area. is such an arrogant and incompetent house manager, Wang Yan estimates that he and Steward Wang have a bit of nepotism.

"What are you doing there? Do you want me to repeat it?" yelled Wang Hao, enjoying the feeling of reprimanding the newcomer. Although he is also a miscellaneous disciple, many outer disciples have to be polite when they see him.

What's the matter, Uncle Ben finally got mixed in with this miscellaneous disciple, is it just to be called by you?

Wang Hao seemed to see Wang Yan's thoughts, and said coldly: "When I came to the miscellaneous service area of Wentianzong, it was the dragon you who coiled it for me, and the tiger you gave me to lie on my stomach." You'd better do what Lao Tzu tells you honestly, otherwise...... There are so many miscellaneous disciples, even if you go missing, it's not a big deal. ”

Wang Hao used his usual means to intimidate!

Are you threatening Uncle Ben and me? And dragons and tigers, are there really these species in this Nine Dragons Continent world? Wang Yan began to complain again.

"Yes, Chief Wang!" Wang Yan didn't bother to bother with him, picked up the empty bucket and turned around and walked towards the water source in the back mountain.

"Listen to me, when will you finish your work, when will you be able to eat!" Wang Hao continued to shout behind him.

"Cut~ Uncle is the one who will do rough work for you?"

Wang Yan rarely did rough work in his previous life and this life, and his previous life was just very hard in the early days of entrepreneurship, although he was always chased and killed by masters after coming to the Kowloon Continent, he was not downcast to the point of doing rough work.

"Uncle, I can 'drag' the word, don't let you eat or sleep, who can scare me? If you chirp again, I'll abolish you!" Wang Yan muttered while carrying the bucket and walked slowly towards the back mountain. Along the way, you can see the miscellaneous disciples running around. They were all very nervous and busy, and Wang Yan's leisurely was incompatible with these people.

"This kid is probably a newcomer, and he hasn't suffered any losses..."

"It's just that if you can't complete the task, it's good to have him..."

......

Many miscellaneous disciples said angrily, in their opinion, Wang Yan's such leisurely stimulation deeply stimulated them.

"Hey~~ Insensitive and insensitive!" Wang Yan sighed, "This group of people has been a miscellaneous disciple for a long time, and they have some problems with their mentality. ”

After walking for 30 miles, it took most of the day to finally reach the place where the water was fetched. Wang Yan found a remote place, threw away the wooden barrel, and began to meditate and breathe.

"Girl, immediately arrange for the devourers to dig out a tunnel for me to leave the Wentian Sect, I am ready to leave at any time!" Wang Yan ordered. Now that the Illusion Realm has been destroyed by him, saving his life is the first priority.

"Uncle, please rest assured, the devours have begun to dig, and at the same time, the Heaven and Earth audio-visual system is also stepping up to infiltrate the miscellaneous area. The girl replied.

"Girl, help me monitor the situation around me, I'll practice for a while. ”

"Yes, uncle!"

Running the family's cultivation method, the aura immediately ran rapidly in the meridians, and the aura in the surrounding air also quickly rushed into his body.

"Sure enough, it is worthy of being stationed in the sect, and there is such a strong aura in the miscellaneous area, so how strong should the aura of the outer gate, inner gate, and even the core area be!"

Wang Yan eliminated distracting thoughts, and immediately entered the realm of forgetting things and me, and the speed of absorbing spiritual energy was also faster, faintly forming a spiritual energy vortex above his head. The reshaped super spirit roots and meridians revealed powerful anti-heaven characteristics at this time, both the absorption speed and the absorption volume were more than a hundred times that of ordinary people, even if it was a special mutated spirit root.

Originally, the crazy absorption of spirit stones on the ladder was already on the verge of upgrading, but now it was a matter of course and without any pressure, it was directly promoted to the fifth layer of qi refining, and there was another mist of spiritual power in the sea of dantian qi, which was still compressed to a liquid state according to the old rules. Although there were no good cultivation techniques, Wang Yan knew that there was definitely no harm in compressing spiritual power.

"Give me Ning!"

The spiritual power in the dantian qi sea was tumbling, and the invisible power was constantly squeezing the spiritual power, and the nine mountains firmly trapped the spiritual power and prevented it from flowing. It's a process of perseverance, and it's all about patience and perseverance to see who can make it to the end. This cultivation was overnight, and by the time dawn broke the next day, the spiritual power in the sea of qi had finally been compressed into liquid, and there was already a large pool. And Wang Yan's cultivation was also stable at the peak of the fifth layer of qi refining.

The example of upgrading to a level overnight is rare in the entire Nine Dragons Continent, or there is no one in the entire Nine Dragons Continent.

"Uncle, someone's coming!" the girl reminded.

PS: If you don't think it's so ugly, poke it at the starting point~~

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