Separated from the caravan, Lin Zhen walked to the small room and directly threw out a few gold coins.

Lin Zhen of the Qingyun Sect had been here very early, but at that time, Lin Zhen had only stopped in front of this wooden house for a while before leaving, because the people in this wooden house had not told Lin Zhen the answer he wanted.

"Yo, this young master, what's the matter!" The man's eyes lit up, he quickly put away the gold coins, and nodded at Lin Zhen, you give the money, you are the uncle.

"I want to join the Qingyun Sect." Lin Zhen made it clear what he meant.

"Follow this road, the first square you arrive at is the admissions office, there is an attic over there, enter it, someone will give you a test, and the record is completed."

"Okay." Lin Zhen took a step.

Coming to the square, raising his eyes and sweeping away the entire square, Lin Zhen walked quickly towards the location of the attic.

"Join our Qingyun Sect?" On the windowsill of the attic, a staff member asked.

Lin Zhen nodded.

"Just make a good record, and then the staff will arrange for you to go to your residence, and this is your identity jade card."

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All the way unimpeded.

Until a staff member came to Lin Zhen.

"You have been assigned to the door of the five elders, come with me and take you to your residence."

On the way, Lin Zhen met countless disciples, most of whom were about the same age as Lin Zhen.

But there is one thing that is similar to the Martial Arts Academy, everyone, as long as they see Lin Zhen in their eyes, that gaze will stay on Lin Zhen's face for a while, and then show various expressions.

After some time, Lin Zhen was led by the staff to a wooden house on the mountainside.

"In the future, this is your residence, and this is for you, which is the matters that new disciples should pay attention to and the general situation of the sect." When the staff saw Lin Zhen take the booklet, he turned around and left.

The environment of this wooden house is quite good, open the door, the cabin is several times better than the cave house in the martial arts academy, although the room is small, but there should be a counter, and there is a clean and tidy quilt spread on the bed.

Falling on the bed, Lin Zhen pillowed his head with one hand and opened the booklet with the other.

The composition of the Qingyun Sect is very simple, the sect master, the five elders, the disciples, the guards, and the staff.

It also covers a huge area, including several mountain ranges, and there are countless large and small peaks in between.

In the sect, there is a square for the sect conference, and major events generally gather the disciples of the entire sect to go, as well as several task squares, competition grounds, pill pavilions, and daily necessities areas.

The disciples have a very strict jurisdiction in the sect, and what the disciples generally do is to complete the task.

There are two sources of tasks, one is that the sect will regularly issue tasks to each disciple, and the second is that disciples can go to the square to receive tasks by themselves.

The tasks in the task square are not tasks promulgated by the sect, but things that various disciples want to complete but can't complete by themselves, this kind of thing, they will set up a booth in the square, write the task in it, and wait for the right person to take the task.

The purpose of the mission is to allow these disciples to obtain cultivation resources, and the competition is also greater.

The reward of the task is also distributed according to the difficulty of the task, if you are not satisfied, you can not take the task, the degree of freedom is very high.

But the task promulgated by the sect must be completed.

This is much better than the system of the Martial Academy, but there is a big gap between the Martial Academy and the sect, after all, most of the Martial Academy are children who have just entered the cultivators, and they need to teach this group of children more, the sect is different, and the task of the sect is more to let the disciples learn how to survive.

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At night, there was an extremely slight movement on the windowsill, and Lin Zhen turned sideways to look at the windowsill.

Suddenly, a bloody figure suddenly appeared outside the windowsill, and his shattered body was devastated.

The two hands that were only flesh and bones slammed into the windowsill.

Yan ...... ......Lin Zhen's pupils dilated suddenly, and in just a moment, Lin Zhen lifted the quilt, rushed to the windowsill, grabbed Yan Ting's hand, and shouted excitedly.

Lin ...... Utmost...... You...... You...... Why...... Different...... I'll die together......" The poignant voice was like a soul-inducing ghost, which made Lin Zhen's heart ache.

Yan Ting...... I'm sorry...... Yan Ting ......" Lin Zhen hugged Yan Ting's broken body fiercely across the windowsill......

"With ...... I...... Together...... To hell...... Let's ...... "The skinless hand stabbed Lin Zhen's dantian fiercely!"

At the same time, Lin Zhen also heard an extremely slight shout: Get rid of the past, Lin Zhen, your remembrance cannot bring the deceased.

That voice was like Yan Ting whispering softly in Lin Zhen's ear, and the immature and resolute voice passed through Lin Zhen's ears and went straight to his heart.

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Brush!

Lin Zhen, who was lying in bed, suddenly opened his eyes and bounced up from the bed.

Looking up at the windowsill, the closed window showed that no one had come.

"Am I obsessed too much......

"But...... How can I get rid of ......?"

The blue ring reappeared in the palm of his hand.

This is Yan Ting's relic, and Lin Zhen has never probed his divine sense into it.

And this time, a voice sounded in his head, repeatedly: turn it on...... Open it......

"Am I obsessed?" Lin Zhen shook his head and muttered to himself.

Rubbing the ring hard, Lin Zhen's mood was extremely heavy.

Lin Zhen's last words flooded from Lin Zhen's memory again.

"Take my ring, it's my sister'......"

"Is this what Yan Shenjun left for Yan Ting?" Lin Zhen looked at the ring in his hand.

"What are you afraid of...... gritting his teeth, Lin Zhen's divine sense suddenly probed into the space of this storage ring.

Surprise!

The space of this storage ring is actually three or four thousand cubic meters!

What a horror!

There is no storage ring space for normal cultivators, and the storage ring in Lin Zhen's hand is only less than two cubes......

In the huge space, Yan Ting's belongings only occupy a small corner of this space.

A secret realm, dozens of bottles of elixir, two silver guns, a few Xuan beads, and some gold coins.

There is also a rolled-up portrait.

Curiosity drove Lin Zhen to take out the portrait.

I struggled for a while.

Carefully untying the silk jade belt, Lin Zhen unfolded the portrait.

Quiet......

In the portrait, a pair of golden boys and girls are lifelike standing in a water pavilion, and there is a baby baby next to them.

There are countless joys and joys in the young man's expression.

And the girl with the pink carving looked at the young man with a smile on her face.

"It's ...... Let's ......" Lin Zhen lost his voice, slowly stretched out his hand, and gently stroked the girl in the painting, tears sliding down Lin Zhen's cheeks.

"Yan Ting never seems to have opened it, is this what Yan Shenjun left for me?"

Lin Zhen, who tried to roll up the scroll again, saw that on the back of the portrait, there was still Juanxiu's handwriting.

"Between you and me, we will eventually meet at the end of the ice and snow, and we will finally meet in the depths of the ice and snow."

"What does this mean......" Lin Zhen's eyes were red and he muttered in a low voice.

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