Along the way, Lin Fan and Li Erniu were looking left and right, and they were deeply shocked by the scenery along the way. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Lin Fan was surprised to find that even the road surface here was paved with transparent jade, and in the sunlight, the whole path looked shining, like a holy place.

There are countless exotic plants on the roadside, and the flowers bloom and exude bursts of fragrance, which dazzle the eyes and relax the mouth and nose.

It is worthy of being an immortal sect, it is simply a fairyland on earth!

Li Erniu lowered his head, staring at the jade under his feet, his steps were frivolous, and he seemed reluctant to step on it.

He muttered in a low voice: "Good fellow, how many silver taels do you have to do this, I'm afraid that if I chisel a few pieces at random, it will be enough for me to go to the town to buy a house and marry two mothers-in-law......"

......

After a stick of incense.

"It's here. Li Baiyang said in front.

Lin Fan raised his eyes and saw that there were several attics in front of him, and a huge stone was erected in the middle, with three big characters carved on it.

Miscellaneous Servants.

A dry old man stood next to the stone, saw Li Baiyang, and hurriedly greeted him.

"Deacon Li, are the two hairy men in the back a new miscellaneous disciple?"

"Exactly. ”

Li Baiyang nodded at Lin Fan and the others, pointed to the dry old man and said, "This is Deacon Tian from the Miscellaneous Servant Department, you two can go with him." ”

Lin Fan nodded, and was about to walk over, but was stopped by Li Baiyang again.

"The miscellaneous service can only stay for five years, and at the end of five years, if you can't condense your qi, you have to go down the mountain, I will leave two spiritual talismans, if you encounter danger, you just need to light it, and I can sense it. ”

Lin Fan took the paper talisman, handed one to Er Niu, and carefully put the remaining one into his personal pocket as a treasure.

After that, Li Baiyang left alone.

Lin Fan and the others also followed Deacon Tian into the miscellaneous office. On the way, after Deacon Tian's introduction, Lin Fan also had some understanding of the miscellaneous office.

The hill of the miscellaneous office is not symmetrical, and there are four attics on four sides, which are very far apart.

On the east side of the hill is the dining room, which is responsible for the daily meals of the entire outer disciples.

On the west side is the miscellaneous room, which is responsible for all kinds of miscellaneous chores for the outer disciples, ranging from sweeping the floor, washing clothes, running errands and delivering letters, to assisting the sect in holding activities.

On the north side of the hill, there is a dilapidated attic at the corner, called the Waste Spirit Building, which is used to store discarded debris.

To the south is the house, which houses all the miscellaneous servants, one room for two people.

Deacon Tian took Lin Fan and the others to one of the houses, handed them two cloth bags, and left after some explanation.

Erniu sat on the bed, and the wooden bed had been slept on by many people, making a creaking sound, and was almost crushed by his weight.

"Damn, this is too bullying, Xiaofan, why do I feel that we are here to be people?"

Lin Fan said with a smile while untying the cloth bag: "Be content, how many people in the village envy us, this is for the immortals, and Uncle Bai Yang said that as long as the cultivation speed is fast, we can also be promoted to the outer gate as official disciples." ”

As he spoke, he pulled out the contents of the cloth bag one by one.

A set of miscellaneous uniforms, which looks on the large side, can fit two of themselves visually.

There is also a wooden plaque with a miscellaneous word engraved on it, which should be an identity card.

Just now, Deacon Tian said that there are 3,000 disciples in the sect, and no one can remember all of them, so if you want to leave the miscellaneous service office and go to other places, you must bring your identity card.

In addition, there was one last thing left in the cloth bag, which was a small jade scroll.

After unfolding, the six big characters jumped into Lin Fan's eyes first.

The elixir of longevity condenses the qi volume.

"Erniu, open the cloth bag quickly, there is a fairy book in it!"

Lin Fan shouted excitedly, ignoring Erniu's reaction, and hurriedly read the words on the jade book.

"My generation cultivates immortals, just for immortality, and the road to immortality is only for one person. ”

"If you seek immortality, the sea of blood and corpses, the dry bones become peaks, who else can I be!"

These two words deeply shocked Lin Fan's heart, he came to cultivate immortals in order to be able to grow a new heart and save his life.

As for being able to live forever, it is even better, and everyone yearns for it!

"But there is only one person written in it, and there are words such as the Blood Sea and the Corpse Mountain, which looks quite weird, is it that cultivating immortals is different from what I thought, on the contrary, it is full of danger?"

Erniu is different from Lin Fan, he doesn't know a single big word, and he gasps while holding the small jade book.

He shouted with a short breath: "Xiao Fan, you said that this Immortal Sect is really weird, no matter how you take jade, it is not a treasure, the road is paved with jade, and even this thing is made of jade, look at this weight, I am afraid that it can be sold for hundreds of taels ......of silver!

Lin Fan hurriedly stuffed the little jade book into his bag, sighing at Erniu's ignorance.

......

At this time, outside the mountain gate of the miscellaneous servants, a jade boat fell from the sky, and a richly dressed young man walked down inside.

Deacon Tian seemed to smell the smell, ran in a gust of wind, came to the young man's side, and made a big salute: "Young Master Yin, you will not be welcome when you come!"

The young man was Yin Wuming, he stood proudly, and asked indifferently, "But Deacon Li sent two newcomers?"

"Exactly, you have what you commanded. ”

"The bald man inside, you help me take good care of it, and leave all the dirty work to him, understand?" Yin Wuming said with a smile.

Deacon Tian's eyes lit up, and he suddenly nodded his head.

"Don't worry, the old man will do it. ”

"Haha, Deacon Tian, in the future, the daily comprador of Beifeng will also be handed over to you, this little little thing can still be mastered by the young master. ”

"This ...... Thank you, young master!" the old man's face was full of surprise, and his waist almost bent to the ground.

Yin Wuming nodded slightly, got on the jade boat and flew towards the north peak.

In mid-air, there was a hint of cruelty on the corner of his mouth: "Don't think that you can be fine with Li Baiyang, he is just Elder Bai's watchdog, wait for me to enter the inner door, see who of these old guys dares to care about me!"

......

in the room.

Lin Fan was reading the jade book carefully, while Er Niu was lying on the bed and falling asleep.

The door was pushed open, and a green-robed young man walked in, looked at Lin Fan and the others, and said to Lin Fan in a cold voice: "You, change into miscellaneous clothes and come with me!"

Lin Fan hurriedly changed into his miscellaneous clothes, because his clothes were too fat, he had to tie a knot on all his limbs, looking like a singing clown, which was quite weird.

He followed the green-robed young man, walked a full stick of incense, came to the north side of the hill, and stopped in front of a dilapidated attic.

The green-robed young man opened the door and motioned for him to enter.

Lin Fan was a little baffled, but he still walked in.

As far as the eye can see, there is a huge utility room, which is filled with countless rags.

Some were discarded weapons, broken pots and pans, broken tables and chairs, and even a few huge door panels, all of which were piled up on a few hills.

"This big brother, what is this?"

The green-robed young man frowned, and said impatiently: "In the sect, you have to call Senior Brother!" This is a waste spirit building, don't underestimate these sundries, they used to be some spiritual weapons, but now although they are abandoned, those wooden spiritual weapons can be chopped into firewood, which is the best charcoal fire for cooking spiritual rice." ”

Lin Fan looked at the countless rags and smiled bitterly in his heart.

"Let's start, you still need to chop 500 catties of firewood every day, it's noon now, let's chop 200 catties today!"

The green-robed young man patted the storage bag, and an iron axe fell to the ground, and he turned to leave, leaving Lin Fan alone, standing alone in the tattered mountain.

He tried to pick up the iron axe on the ground, only to find that the iron axe was so heavy that he couldn't pick it up with one hand, so he held the handle of the axe with both hands, gritted his teeth, and finally dragged it up.

"I'm afraid this iron axe must weigh sixty or seventy pounds, and I will use all my strength just to pick it up, how can I chop wood?"

Lin Fan smiled bitterly, dragged the iron axe to one of the tattered mountains, pulled out a three-legged chair from the tattered, and lifted the iron axe again, trying to chop.

Fortunately, the weight of the iron axe was sufficient, as long as he could lift it, and he didn't need to use any more force, and the weight of the iron axe alone could split the chair.

For a whole afternoon, Lin Fan was chopping firewood, and he rested several times because he was too tired, and it wasn't until the sun went down that he also chopped out a small pile of firewood, which was roughly estimated to be only a hundred catties.

He couldn't hold on anymore, so he sat on the ground and let the sweat wash over his body.

"It's already evening, and I can't finish splitting two hundred catties... This is clearly deliberately making things difficult!"

Suddenly, there was a commotion outside the door.

Then the door opened, and a woman in purple walked in.

This woman is in her early twenties, with a bumpy figure and a beautiful face, but her face is full of coldness and coldness.

Behind the woman were several strong men of five big and three thick, and they all carried a behemoth, which looked like a giant iron gourd in shape.

The woman commanded the big men to carry the big gourd towards the tattered mountain where the metal was sorted, and with a glance of her eyes, she found Lin Fan on the ground.

The corners of the woman's mouth moved, as if she was startled by Lin Fan's strange dress.

Lin Fan hurriedly got up, but his arm ached for a while, making him almost fall.

He saluted the woman and whispered, "Sister...... No, it's my sister. ”

The woman's face was stunned, as if her sister made her a little distracted.

It took three breaths before she asked, "Who are you, what are you doing here?"

As she spoke, her eyes looked at the pyre on the ground, her brows furrowed slightly.

"My name is Lin Fan, and I was ordered to chop wood here. Lin Fan lowered his head, not daring to look at the woman.

He only glanced at it twice, and was deeply enveloped in his heart by the other party's cold temperament.

"Let you, a mortal, chop wood here?"

"Senior sister, yes. ”

"Hmph, there's no one in the miscellaneous office? inexplicably, let's go, you're so thin, what kind of firewood is chopping!"

The woman snorted coldly, her tone was full of displeasure, and it seemed that it was unbelievable for Lin Fan to chop wood.

Lin Fan also knew in his heart that the green-robed senior brother must have deliberately made things difficult for him, but he was not familiar with the people here, so he couldn't help but be a little worried.

"Senior sister, but I'll just leave like this, can I do it?"

"Let you go, if anyone is embarrassed, let him go to Nanfeng to find me, my name is Wen Qingyu!" The purple yarn on the woman's cuffs fluttered, and a jade plaque fell to the ground, engraved with a small character of Juanxiu, Nan.

Seeing that Lin Fan picked up the jade plate, the woman turned around and walked out of the door.