"Young Sect Master, you have finally broken through the seventh layer of Qi acceptance after ten years of retreat, and the disciple has been at the ninth level of Qi acceptance for half a year, and the good birds choose trees to perch on, and say goodbye!"

"Young Sect Master, they all say that talking about money hurts feelings, but talking about feelings hurts money, our sect can't even maintain the most basic expenses, and I'm useless as Mr. Bill, so don't leave it at that!"

"Young Sect Master, the green mountains do not change, the green water flows forever, we will meet again if we are fated!"

"Young Sect Master, my mother called me home for dinner, disturbed!"

“......”

On the mountainside of Jiuyuan, a small sect of "Tianwu Sect".

At this moment, in front of the young sect master Wan Fei, there was a crowd of people who came to say goodbye.

Wan Fei looked at the elders, deacons, disciples, and miscellaneous workers who left in front of him, then at the door of the house that was squeezed by the "click", and finally at the empty mountain gate.

Wan Fei never expected that as soon as he opened his eyes from the coma, he would catch up with such a ruthless scene.

You must know that under normal circumstances, any young sect master would be disappointed, frustrated, or even resentful because of this.

After all, the sect that was strong for a while has declined, even if others see it, they should be deplored, not to mention the people who have been in the sect for many years, do they really have no feelings?

In the entire Tianwu Sect now, except for Wan Fei, the young sect master of the light pole commander, there is no one to breathe, and even the rats have moved.

It's really people's hearts that aren't ancient, the world is hot and cold, sad, and sighing.

When the Tianwu Sect was at its peak, there were tens of thousands of people. It can be regarded as a well-known second-rate sect in Jiuyuan Mountain.

However, now, I'm afraid I can't even rank up to the fourth and fifth streams.

Looking at the empty mountain gate in front of him, the desolation of the wind blowing away the fallen leaves, Wan Fei's heart was also a chill. The old sect master, that is, Wan Fei's father, forced a second-rate sect to be like this, and he can be regarded as a talented loser, and has become a joke in the Jiuyuan Mountain Realm.

Fortunately, I don't owe money to other sects, which is a blessing in misfortune.

However, this young sect master is not an ordinary person, but Wan Fei who has crossed over.

"Aha--I'm finally gone, these ungrateful dogs, I can finally do my own thing, master. ”

He stood at the gate of the mountain and watched the back of the last disciple leaving, and his handsome face full of dopamine finally showed a smile: "What green mountains do not change, green water flows forever, I bah! What my mother called me to go home for dinner, obviously I am an orphan." ”

We ordinary people are really happy today, really happy, Wan Fei is not only not depressed, but jumps jubilantly as if relieved.

Wan Fei has been in this world for less than ten years, and in the past ten years, it has just coincided with the retreat and cultivation of this young sect master, that is to say, Wan Fei has traveled to this fantasy version of the Tang Dynasty and directly entered the "confinement room", how unlucky and unlucky it will be.

Even in the past ten years, the plug-ins and systems that should be bundled have not appeared.

Aggrieved, aggrieved.

"It's nice to have a breath of fresh air! haha......"

"Bang-beep-"

Wan Fei is secretly rejoicing here, such a large sect has been inherited in this way.

"Bang-beep-"

"Huh, what's in my head?"

【Ding.】 】

[Host: Wan Fei (21 years old)]

[Level: 7th Floor]

【Sect: Tianwu Sect】

[Disciple: None]

[Item: None]

【Exercise: None】

[Mission: The host currently has no disciples, and needs to receive two disciples within five days, and the worse the disciple's qualifications, the better the reward.] 】

Wan Fei heard that the system was finally here, but the task of this system was too strange.

Aptitude?

In terms of qualifications, the qualifications of this world are also divided into genius and mediocrity.

Looking at his body, he is a genius at best. Although it can't compare to those legendary demons, it is more than enough.

If geniuses are divided into three, six, and nine grades, then Wan Fei's "genius" belongs to the ninth-class genius.

Neither mediocre nor superior.

The cultivation system of this world is also very clear, from low to high, it is divided into: quenching the body, accepting qi, keeping quiet, knotting, turning into an infant, leaving the spirit, crossing the tribulation, Mahayana, and entering the sanctification...... Each great realm is also divided into ten layers, and the ten layers of practice are the peak.

The founding patriarch of the Tianwu Sect, who is also a popular eighth-layer powerhouse in the Yuan Infant Stage, is a high-ranking and coaxing big man in the Jiuyuan Mountain Realm.

But why did he burp later, maybe it was the failure of the tribulation, maybe it was the retreat and sitting, or maybe it was the evil cultivators and demons in this chaotic time and space who killed it.

As early as a thousand years ago, a group of evil cultivators suddenly invaded Jiuyuan Mountain through the portal, resulting in the destruction of the Jiuyuan Mountain Road. There were more than 100 large and small sects in the entire Jiuyuan Mountain.

Wan Fei stared at the [Mission] column in the system, a little unpredictable.

Could it be that this system has been waiting for itself in the void for ten years, and the brain has also been holding back the problem?

Even if you recruit disciples, you have to recruit those with poor qualifications, and the worse it is, the better the reward.

Why can't this system get along with itself? Last time, I traveled to the Ming Dynasty, let myself play a male prostitute, and seduce Queen Ma? It's just making fun of me.

This...... Isn't there a reward for recruiting good ones?

However, who am I, Wan Fei? If you want to say that the qualifications are good, it is not good to recruit the scumbags with the qualifications, and you don't grab a lot of them?

Wan Fei looked at the smashed door panel, looked around again, and smiled secretly.

The sect that has fallen like this, if you want to recruit geniuses, you can't recruit them. If you are willing to come here, nine times out of ten you will be a waste of wood.

And the first- and second-rate sects have already robbed all the genius-level disciples, which sect is willing to smash resources on waste wood?

The reward of the system, then, is not at your fingertips?

Five days? Five days is enough. As long as you don't roll back, I'm ready to complete this task.

Is this task so easy, is it because the system has been delayed for ten years, so it is a compensation reward?

Wan Fei couldn't ride his sister, and he secretly felt lucky.

Forget it, it's good to have a system, be stupid, be stupid, be stupid, and complete the tasks you give!

However, recruiting disciples must also check their qualifications no matter what, and if you accidentally recruit good qualifications, it will be troublesome.

Therefore, first of all, there must be a qualification testing stone.

Entering the Treasure Pavilion, there was an empty space in the middle, and the shelves around it were crooked, and there was nothing on it.

However, there is also a rusty ordinary small sword in the corner, made of iron, standing there alone, if it weren't for the lack of long legs, it is estimated that it would have been long ago.

Wan Fei looked at the prospect and shook his head with a smile, it was really empty, miserable.

In addition, there is also a clerical desk, and the paint on the table has long been scraped into a pockmarked face.

With the idea of trying his luck, Wan Fei opened the large drawer under the desk, and in the huge drawer lay a stone the size of a goose egg, with a circle of textures on it and a column of letters.

"Qualification test stone?"

It seems that the loser dad really left something for himself, is this what it means to make a comeback? This inheritance is shabby enough.

Wan Fei subconsciously touched his storage bag again, except for the previous 9 lower-grade spirit stones, a pair of Tang Dynasty playing cards, a hunting clip, and a few sect costumes, there were no useful things in it.

The fantasy version of the Tang Dynasty, in Wan Fei's memory, in addition to the huge immortal mountains and countless sects, there are also rulers, that is, the Tang Dynasty, the Li clan.

However, this fantasy version of the Tang Dynasty is not peaceful, there are often evil cultivators invade, the great war a thousand years ago is the world-famous "Jiuyuan Mountain Catastrophe", there are two gods and evil cultivators of the great devil died together, the body disappeared, and the disciples below the infancy period died countless times, and it is still a legend in this area.

I, Wan Fei, want to revitalize the mountain gate, help the Tang Dynasty sweep away the demons, and show my might.

I looked at the sky, and it was morning.

Looking at the foot, it was not far from the town.

With his seventh-level cultivation, it is estimated that he will be able to arrive before lunch.

Pick your feet and count, it's really an auspicious day to collect apprentices.

"Waste wood disciple, the teacher is here!"