If you receive the task of the list, you can go out of the sect and practice.

However, according to Tan Zimo's understanding, the disciples of the Eastern Xuanzong are not allowed to leave the sect before the prefecture level! Only from the moment they enter the Eastern Xuanzong, the yellow-level and Xuan-level disciples are imprisoned in the sect, just like prisoners.

Of course, as a sect to which Lord Yun belongs, it is impossible for Yun Pavilion to raise the Yu Cultivation disciples here for no reason.

For the Huang-level disciples and Xuan-level disciples, the Cloud Pavilion basically can't get too much oil and water from them, even if there is a so-called type of work, it is only for the disciples to cultivate their self-cultivation, and it is really not enough to support them with one percent of the spiritual feathers.

However, the wool appeared on the sheep, and as long as some of these people were promoted to the prefecture level, then they could provide a steady stream of honorarium income for the Eastern Xuanzong and even the Cloud Pavilion, which was the main purpose of the Cloud Pavilion to vigorously expand the mortal outer sect and focus on cultivating new people in the Yu Cultivation Sect.

And the source of this honorarium income is the mortal list task that prefecture-level disciples are eager to follow.

It is worth mentioning that in the Eastern Xuanzong Sect, the number of prefecture-level disciples is the largest! This is not surprising. First of all, the mortal feather cultivator above the six stars has a longevity limit of nearly two hundred years old, and in addition, as a ground-level disciple of the Eastern Xuanzong, he retains the identity of the ground-level disciple of the Eastern Xuanzong for life, and it is not like the yellow-level sect has a three-year elimination, or the Xuan-level sect has a ten-year elimination.

In the seven hundred years since the founding of the sect, the number of surviving prefecture-level disciples of the Eastern Xuanzong has exceeded 3,000 from young to old.

The list task is also called the reward task, but not every Yu Xiu is qualified to take on the list task!

The strength of the six-star level of the ground level, this is the minimum requirement, even if you only take the lowest-level one-star mission!

Of course, the strength of the six stars of Yu Xiu alone is not enough, and Yu Xiu, who has not entered the main sect, is not treated well by the mortal list.

In other words, Yu Xiu who does not have a sect number is a black household, and he cannot receive a reward task, while a Yu Xiu who has a sect number only receives the task, completes it, and gets a gratuity, and the sect also has to take a commission.

Therefore, relying on such honorarium rules alone, there are basically no denominations that lose money.

However, the disciples of each sect also have a share of identity and authority, and the disciples of the major sects have higher authority, and the more tasks they can receive, the higher the remuneration will be.

If you are promoted to a six-star level and get a task on the list, you will be able to leave the sect and earn a reward! Therefore, when a Xuan-level disciple is promoted to a six-star level, he is like a carp jumping into the dragon gate, and his wealth is rolling, which is another kind of cultivation scene.

From the moment the four of Tan Zimo entered the door, the eyes of the miscellaneous servants here have been falling on them, some are curious, some are envious, and some are admired! Since the Xuan-level Pavilion was destroyed three days ago, the prestige of the Fallen Flower West Chamber has been spreading.

And their physical characteristics are even more biographed, such as the suffocating beauty of the concubine, and the plough ox with horns on his head, and the young man with grass in his mouth, and another girl with black broken hair and high and low trousers, it must be Yun Qianyu......

Every one of them is seated!

In a short period of time, the four people in the West Chamber of Luohua turned purple in the Eastern Xuanzong, and they also became a popular topic of conversation when the miscellaneous servants of the Eastern Xuanzong were bored, and the miscellaneous servants here could recognize them at a glance.

"That...... Here, please, Steward Dou has been waiting for a long time!" the little guy who greeted him seemed a little nervous, and his tongue kept knotting.

After two corridors, at the end, there is a hall made of bamboo.

Steward Dou, whose full name is Dou Datong, was born in Luyang City in the mortal world, his strength is a first-order nine-star, and his battle wing is Tian Bamboo Shoot's young wing, he has always liked to be pure, and this place can just meet his requirements.

When you open the window behind you, you can see a large area of fields and forests, which are full of bamboo shoots planted by him, and sell them to surrounding towns and towns, producing and selling them themselves, but making a lot of extra money.

Dou Steward's head is very large, more than twice that of ordinary people, and is also known as Dou Datou, but his legs are very thin, and from a distance it looks like two bamboo poles, and the proportions of his body are very uncoordinated.

At this moment, he was sitting on a large chair, shaking his body slightly, and it was not until Tan Zimo and the four of them walked in the door that he opened his eyes and looked at them with a smile in his eyes.

"You're finally here!"

He took out a piece of paper, which was made of bamboo tendons and grass tendons: "The list tasks of Xuan-level coursework are different from those of prefecture-level disciples, and they can't be selected by themselves, and the list box will help you screen them! Don't be surprised, the rules are like this, I'm afraid that if you entrust the election to a task that exceeds your own strength, there will be no return at that time, and it will be difficult to explain." ”

"Stamp your fingerprints on this bamboo paper, and after the square, I will put it into the lottery box, and this lottery box can match the fan list task that suits your strength!" Dou Datong put the bamboo paper on the desk and said.

Everyone did not delay, and simply pressed the fingerprints neatly.

The bamboo paper was rolled into a shaft, and Dou Datong pressed the switch on the desk, and a palm-sized circular hole suddenly appeared on the countertop.

Dou Datong put the bamboo scroll into it, and with the sound of "sigh", the bamboo paper scroll seemed to be sucked into a bottomless pit, and there was no echo.

"Now teleported to the database of the underground pavilion, where is the headquarters of the Bagua Table, which claims to have more than 3,000 underground workers. The Bagua Terrace is the branch of the Bang Pavilion in the mortal world, and it has a certain business relationship with our Eastern Xuanzong, you must know that the difficulty of this Fan Bang task is actually set by the Bang Ge, so the so-called difficulty that suits you is naturally determined by them......

Dou Datong smiled at Tan Zimo and the four of them: "Of course, the ruling will not take too long, don't be impatient, do you want to come over and have a cup of tea?" This is a tea made from bamboo shoots grown by myself, which is very nutritious!"

After speaking, he took out four brand-new teacups from the feather bag, picked up the slightly smoking teapot from the desk, and poured them one by one slowly, each cup poured the same scale, eight points full, no more, no less, extremely accurate, very exquisite.

Dou Datong usually has only one hobby of making tea except for planting bamboo shoots, and he made an inviting gesture: "Come, drink it while it's hot!"

The plough bull had just stuffed a mouthful of fire grass before, and his mouth was a little dry, so he was not polite, so he picked up a cup and drank it first: "Well, this tea is good, but it smells of sweat!"

"Does it smell of sweat?" Dou Datong frowned slightly, raised his right hand, and sniffed under his armpit, "It seems to be a little bit." ”

The plough bull was puzzled, how does this tea taste, and his mother's armpit has a hairy relationship, just about to ask a few words, but found that Steward Dou put his hand into the clothes, just in the armpit of his right hand, and ripped off a ...... with difficulty Armpit hair!

Seeing that the Dou steward put this armpit hair in front of his nose and sniffed it, the plough bull began to be uneasy, why did this armpit hair grow so strangely, no, it was so fucking familiar......

It's the same as bamboo shoots!

"You say...... This...... What is this tea made of?" asked the plough bull, his face already turning blue, pointing to the teapot on the desk.

"Bamboo shoots?"

"What kind of bamboo shoots?" The blue skin on the plough cow's face twitched, but he still had a trace of thought.

"That's it!" Steward Dou shook his armpit hair proudly.

"Where is it made?"

"Don't you see, it's under my armpit, I'll get closer, you look at it again, it's definitely a native!"

"Poof......!!!!!

............

The first update!Ask for recommended votes!Ask for favorites!Ask for praise!Ask for bubbling!