Chapter 115: Turning Xiao Ping into the Sky!
"Huh?!"
Hearing this, Xiao Ping's face suddenly changed greatly, and he suddenly reached out and touched a fireball talisman on his waist.
Boom!
Chen Zhixing stretched out his hand and grabbed Xiao Ping's shoulder blades, and then stepped lightly, and immediately grabbed the young man and flew to the mountains and forests on both sides of the Canglan River!
A moment later.
Chen Zhixing was alone and returned to the Wupeng boat.
In his hand, there was an extra token, and there was also a general life experience about Xiao Ping in his mind.
along the way.
He had been thinking about what kind of identity he should use to enter the Tianlan Holy Land.
To know.
He entered the Tianlan Holy Land this time, wanting to arrange in advance, kill Xu Fan and Meng Hedong, and deprive the elder of Fu Xiu's life.
Then, he needs to have a certain status in the Tianlan Holy Land!
That Elder Fu Xiu has been in retreat all year round, secretly absorbing other people's spiritual power, which is not at all something that ordinary disciples can meet!
Therefore, he must at least be a chief disciple who is highly valued by the Holy Land.
At the same time, he wanted to trap and kill Xu Fan.
Under the golden finger of Xu Fan's ability to talk to his future self in three days.
It would be impossible for him to take the initiative to attack and kill Xu Fan, and that would inevitably lead to failure!
Only the high-level figures who became the Tianlan Holy Land were arranged in advance, similar to the name that all the disciples of the Holy Land needed trials, and arranged Xu Fan into a closed small world where there was no way to survive and there was no way out!
Everything was normal in the first three days, and Xu Fan could even be given a chance!
And after three days, he reacted that he would die in three days.
But there is no escape from the place of trial!
This kind of everything needs to gain status in the Tianlan Holy Land!
And what's the fastest way to get status?
That's talent!
Showing the talent that made Tianlan Holy Land have to pay great attention to him!
But all this.
If you recruit new disciples as a new disciple, you will enter the Tianlan Holy Land.
It is inevitable that the people of Tianlan Holy Land will investigate his identity in various ways.
From the background of the heels, to the exercises and magic powers practiced before, Tianlan Holy Land will investigate them all!
Although Chen Zhixing is not unable to hide from the world and directly ask the Chen family to help create a fake identity, but in this way, it is too cumbersome and complicated.
And once it's complicated, it's easy to make mistakes!
So, just when he was a little undecided.
This Xiao Ping appeared!
Miscellaneous disciples, sons inherit their father's business!
Although the status of the miscellaneous disciple is low, he is a proper root!
This is like Chen Zhixing's national examination in his last life.
There are often two ways to take the national exam.
One is to go ashore through a formal exam.
Such a person needs to be heavily examined and his identity background is adjusted.
And the other one. It's a substitute for my father!
Although this method was later canceled in the previous life, it is similar to his current situation!
He only needs to replace Xiao Ping, enter the Tianlan Holy Land, and then ask the family to help cooperate.
He is Xiao Ping, who is like a fake!
Just as Chen Zhixing was thinking.
Seeing this, the boatman and the young couple suddenly shrank their pupils and asked cautiously:
"Immortal Immortal, what about Xiao Ping?"
"Xiao Ping? Am I not Xiao Ping? ”
Chen Zhixing said with a smile.
Instantly, his right hand waved instantly.
Suddenly, a wave of spiritual energy poured out, entering the minds of these three people respectively, distorting the memories of the three people.
Mortals have weak mental power, and it couldn't be easier to distort the memories of these three people.
For a moment, the three of them were stunned, and then their faces were blank.
"Huh? How did I fall to the ground? Hiss. It hurts so much in my chest. ”
The young scholar clutched his chest, stood up from the ground with a puzzled expression, and quickly sat down beside his wife, and began to shush and ask for warmth.
The boatman in charge of supporting the boat, after being slightly stunned, continued to stand at the bow of the boat, sang the fisherman's horn, and propped the boat forward.
The waves in the river and the sky surge, plugging the wind and clouds and grounding yin.
After a day and a night of sailing, the young couple first disembarked from the boat.
About two or three hours passed, and it was just as bright as it was getting dark.
The boatman stopped the boat at the shore and said with a smile: "Xiao Gongzi, this is the Fengbo Port, if you go a few miles to the left, it will be the Fengbo City, and if you go to the right for forty miles, it will be the Tianlan Holy Land!" ”
"Okay, thank you."
Chen Zhixing threw a ingot, the gold he had obtained from Xiao Ping, at the boatman.
Seeing this, the boatman was so happy that he couldn't close his mouth, and even smiled at Chen Zhixing.
After a period of thanks, he propped up the boat and left, gradually disappearing into the vast river in the morning.
Chen Zhixing's eyes flashed, and he strode towards the Tianlan Holy Land.
Along the way, Chen Zhixing saw many young and handsome people who had cultivated their bodies, and some of them were strong and even young and empty.
For a teenager in his teens, it is already a superior posture to be able to have such cultivation.
The target of this group of people was all Tianlan Holy Land, and along the way, there were companions whispering and discussing about the recruitment of new people in Tianlan Holy Land.
A moment later.
A magnificent and majestic giant peak appeared in front of Chen Zhixing's eyes.
I saw that the whole giant peak was straight into the clouds, and the clouds at the top of the peak were steaming and the sun was shining.
A fairy-like waterfall like the Milky Way fell from the peak, dividing the entire giant peak into two and turning into two peaks, north and south.
The South Peak is a sect that specializes in spiritual power, and the North Peak is a sect that specializes in cultivating the Great Dao of the Flesh.
The two are separated by a hanging fairy waterfall, but they are connected by a rainbow bridge on the fairy waterfall.
Although the two peaks in the north and south are inseparable from each other all year round due to the battle of the avenue, they are integrated and cannot be separated.
Far away, under the gate of this giant peak, there is a high platform.
On the high platform, four old men with white hair sat side by side, some holding pens, some holding test stones, and some holding things that Chen Zhixing had never seen before, presumably for testing the root and heart of talent.
Under the high platform, there was already a long queue.
A young man from all over the world stood in order, waiting for the test.
Chen Zhixing couldn't help but shake his head slightly.
This is the difference between the family and the holy land of the sect.
The sect can accept all rivers and accept Junjie Tianjiao from all over the world.
However, in order to ensure the purity of the bloodline and inheritance, the family rarely recruits new people.
Even if there are new recruits, their status is completely impossible to compare with the descendants of the lineage.
If the speed of development between the two is rapid, the family is far inferior to the sect.
The next moment.
Chen Zhixing strode into the flow of people.
It wasn't until three poles in the morning that he followed the flow of people and finally arrived at the high platform.
"Ready to sign up for South Peak or North Peak?"
An old man with white hair and a pair of hanging eyes glanced at Chen Zhixing listlessly.
"Elder, I'm here to go to the sect on an errand for my father."
Chen Zhixing said with a smile on his face.
"Errand? That is, miscellaneous labor? The old man raised his eyebrows, then waved his hand impatiently and said, "Go, go, this is a place to recruit disciples, go over there as a handyman." ”
The old man stretched out his hand and pointed to a small door in the distance.
In front of the small door, there was also a table.
A fat Taoist man in a yellow robe was lying on the platform and falling asleep.
Chen Zhixing stepped forward, knocked on the table and said, "Hello, in Xia Xiaoping, I am here to replace my father." ”
A moment later.
The fat Taoist checked Chen Zhixing's letter of recommendation slightly, and then checked some of Chen Zhixing's questions, then gave Chen Zhixing a bunch of keys and asked him to go on his own, and then turned over and continued to fall asleep.
The miscellaneous servant office is built at the foot of the mountain, and after passing through a small yellow gate, there is an endless brick house.
That's where the handymen lived.
Speaking of the Tianlan Holy Land, there are thousands of disciples, but a large part of them are all miscellaneous disciples.
There were so many disciples, peak masters, and elders in the mountain, and they needed someone to serve them with food, clothing, shelter, and transportation, take care of the medicine garden, animals and birds, and carry water and cook, all of which fell on the heads of their miscellaneous disciples.
However, the miscellaneous disciples seem to be hard, but they are also the dreams of countless people who can't ask for it.
Not only does the sect provide free food, clothing, housing and transportation, but you can also go to receive three spirit stones every month, if you are lucky, you can meet an elder on the mountain to come down and select people, and you can also follow into the north and south peaks to get some rewards.
In addition, the miscellaneous disciples also have basic exercises to practice, although they can't become great tools, but they can also strengthen their bodies, coupled with the rich aura of this place, there is no problem in living a hundred years casually.
If you are old and don't want to be a handyman, you can even write a letter to retire.
The spirit stones accumulated over the years as miscellaneous servants have been converted into at least a few million taels of gold.
This is enough to be a rich man in the world, and three generations of children and grandchildren have no worries about food and clothing.
Chen Zhixing followed the road sign all the way according to the house number given by the fat Taoist, and finally stopped in front of a side room.
Knock knock.
Chen Zhixing stretched out his hand and knocked on the wooden door of the wing.
"Who? What is the knock at noon? Inside the room, there was an impatient voice.
Chen Zhixing pushed the door in.
The wing room is not large, about forty or fifty square meters, and there are four beds in it, as well as some wooden cabinets and tables and other conventional items.
There are four beds, and three people lie on each.
An old man with a thin face and thin hair, who looked a little obscene, smiled at Chen Zhixing with a friendly smile.
The other two nodded coldly at Chen Zhixing, then turned their backs and didn't say anything more.
"Yo, are you Xiao Lin's cub? Xiao Ping, right? I've heard your dad talk about it, and I'm here to do it for your father? The old man grinned, revealing a mouth full of yellow teeth.
"It's me. What are the seniors? ”
Chen Zhixing and the yellow-toothed old man casually exchanged a few words, and then found an excuse to rest.
In the blink of an eye, days passed.
Chen Zhixing had been staying in the miscellaneous office, and there was nothing else to do except for an occasional chat with the yellow-toothed old man.
The other two roommates treated him coldly, except for nodding when they met, which was regarded as a greeting.
Chen Zhixing was naturally happy to do so.
Entering the Tianlan Holy Land this time, it is naturally the best to be less contaminated with cause and effect.
Of course, in the past few days, Chen Zhixing has not been completely idle.
He had quietly checked the roster of new disciples this time, and the word Xu Fan was impressively listed!
This guy really came to the Tianlan Holy Land!
On this day, Chen Zhixing was sitting alone in the wing, practicing cross-legged.
In the past few days, he has been looking for a suitable and unobtrusive opportunity to show his talent and get the attention of the higher-ups.
It's just a pity.
The dogs of this miscellaneous department will not come, let alone the high-ranking people in the Holy Land?
He had also thought about whether to go to the north and south peaks to take the initiative to show his talent, but that was too purposeful and too strange.
"I have to figure out how to get the attention of a certain high-level of the Tianlan Holy Land." Chen Zhixing muttered to himself.
Suddenly.
Crunch!
The door was slammed open, and the old man with yellow teeth ran in with a beaming face, shouting:
"Xiao Ping, what are you doing here, stupid boy? The Holy Maiden has come down to our miscellaneous office to choose a servant, why don't you go quickly? ”
"Your Highness? Li Ran? Chen Zhixing raised his eyebrows.
"Nonsense! In addition to Li Ran's Holy Maiden, where is there a second Holy Maiden in Tianlan Holy Land? ”
The yellow-toothed old man glanced at Chen Zhixing, and said angrily: "The other miscellaneous disciples have all gone, you should hurry up!" If you are picked by Li Ran's holy daughter, it will be a step to the sky! ”
Today's children's 100-day feast, this chapter will be sent early, and the banquet will be dispersed later, and the author will come back to write!
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