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The moonlight is white, and everything is quiet.

In the middle of an endless wasteland, there stands a wordless stone tablet.

The stele is two zhang high, the whole body is blue gray, the traces of erosion of time are particularly obvious, the surface is uneven, full of mottled marks.

Suddenly, there was a roar of thunder in the sky, illuminating the stele, which seemed to absorb the light and liliang of thunder and lightning, and the stele trembled slightly, but quickly fell into silence.

But with the slight tremor of this stone stele, the wasteland that was deserted for tens of thousands of miles seemed to come to life.

A terrifying roar came from afar, as if an ancient demon spirit was roaring, and the earth shook under this roar. From afar, there was a terrifying giant with half of its body submerged in the sky, standing there, disappearing in the night.

Inside the clouds, a man carrying a huge coffin on his back, dressed in black and with white hair but unable to see his face clearly, stood quietly in the clouds, looking down at the stone monument.

In the distance, there was a hundred-foot-long six-clawed golden dragon body rolling, poking out a huge head from the clouds, and the emotionless golden pupils stared at the stone tablet, the dragon's breath in the mouth drifted away, and the heavens and the earth changed color.

At the same time, a troll covered in pitch black and chains flew in the wind, and a snow-colored white fox with nine tails walked gracefully.

Many powerful demon beasts with terrifying strength gathered here, but they all just looked at the stone tablet and didn't dare to move, as if they were afraid of something.

Zuihou, a man wearing a purple and gold robe with a noble breath, like an emperor, descended to heaven and earth, his eyes were extremely majestic, and he stared at the stone tablet.

At this time, the powers present did not make any sound. Because they have only one goal, and that is a stone monument in the middle of the wasteland!

They all knew in their hearts that this stone tablet contained a secret about the future direction of this endless primeval shijie.

However, just as the strong gathered, suddenly, the stele shattered with a bang, and a stream of light rose into the sky, turning into a pillar of light, tearing apart the moonlight and clouds in the sky, and the huge pulling force seemed to call something from the void.

Suddenly, the strong man screamed, the divine dragon fell, the troll fell to his knees, and even the dazzling emperor lowered his head and trembled slightly.

The powerful demon beasts hidden in the wild land, as well as the gods and human powerhouses who heard the wind, were all invincible to the terrifying coercion emanating from this stone stele!

After a long time, the light emitted by the broken stone tablet gradually dimmed, and a white light similar to a fruit stayed in the air, and soon spun and fled in one direction.

Many strong people immediately boiled!

The Ancient Demon Spirit took a step to intercept it, but its indestructible body was hit by a bloody hole in the white light, and blood rained all over the earth, and its huge body fell with a bang.

Immediately, the six-clawed golden dragon and the man carrying the coffin stepped in to stop them, but they were both shot away by the white light.

The black troll, the nine-tailed white fox and other demon beasts also tried to stop the white light from escaping, but they couldn't even touch it.

"Nine days together!"

Seeing this scene, the purple-clothed emperor hurriedly stepped forward to stop it, and used his most powerful trick, slightly blocking the white light for an instant, but after an instant, it still brutally knocked the purple-clothed emperor away, and unswervingly left the sight of many strong people.

Looking at it far away until it was gone, the emperor-like man had an ugly face, waved his sleeves, and left without saying a word.

Seeing this scene, the other powerhouses also sighed and left.

The barren land, which had been silent for a million years, fell into tranquility again.

However, when this night is over, among the thousands of stars in this shijie, there is destined to be one more shining new star!

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Bai Yang has been having a strange dream all along.

In the dream, he was a dazzling star, and the thousands of stars in the sky all rotated around him, covering the sky, and the light shrouded many living beings on the earth.

There are countless strong people who want to capture the moon and pick up the stars, break through the shackles of starlight, and step into the vast sea of stars and the vast universe, but they are all blocked by the dazzling stars he has turned into.

In a dream of a million years, he became a stone monument, standing in the middle of a vast land.

There are trolls roaring all around, golden dragons roaring, all the powerful fighting, and the heavens and the earth changing color.

But the stele just quietly let the years baptize, unmoved.

Bai Yang woke up when he dreamed of this, he opened his eyes, stared at the gray-colored roof, and muttered, "It's this strange dream again." ”

For half a year, this dream always appeared from time to time, and it was always the same plot, which troubled him very much.

The broken wooden windows let in the dappled morning light, and the air in the room was slightly damp, Bai Yang forced himself to forget about the strange dream, got up and rubbed his face, and his mind cleared up a little.

Every morning at this time, he would wake up on time and go to the back kitchen of the sect to cook for the inner disciples.

Because he is a handyman, he is the most marginal figure of the outer disciples of the Xuanjian Sect.

The so-called marginal characters generally refer to the kind of people who have no awakened bloodline, no cultivation qualifications, and no even the lowest spiritual roots.

This kind of person has an extremely low status in the sect, and he has no other use except for doing chores and cooking.

Although Bai Yang was also a "genius" who attracted countless eyes and amazed when he started half a year ago, that was already in the past, and now he is just a handyman assigned to the back kitchen.

After washing his face, Bai Yang quickly got dressed and ran to the well in the backyard with a wooden bucket to fetch water.

At this time, there were already two people in the backyard talking angrily.

Seeing Bai Yang coming, the little fat man asked, "Bai Yang, fetch water to cook so early?"

Bai Yang silently put the bucket down the well and hummed lowly.

The young man next to the fat man laughed and pointed at him, "That's all you can do?" Today is the day when the first floor of the Zongmen Scripture Pavilion is open, and anyone can go in and choose exercises. If you can choose the right one, maybe you can even awaken the bloodline!"

Speaking of this, the young man's eyes rolled and he suddenly realized: "I almost forgot, you are just a handyman now, and you don't even have a spiritual root, let alone reawaken your bloodline!

Bai Yang seemed to be used to all this, and was not angry about it, and after smiling, he laboriously lifted the bucket up.

The little fat man was very good at being a person, and he stepped forward to help while comforting: "Don't be discouraged, it's only been half a year since you started, and everything is not without a turnaround, as long as you choose the exercises, maybe there is still hope for cultivation." ”

At the mention of this, Bai Yang was slightly flustered, and the depths of his eyes couldn't help but flash with hope, but he quickly dimmed, just nodded, and then took the bucket in his hand and said to the two: "I'll go first." ”

After saying that, he left without looking back.

"Look at that. ”

The young man stared at Bai Yang's back, but there was a hint of imperceptible jealousy in his tone.

"Alas. The little fat man sighed and said regretfully: "If Bai Yang hadn't withered his bloodline at the beginning, he might have been an inner disciple now." ”

"But isn't he just a stinky handyman now? It's useless to say that, where did you get it from?" the young man waved his hand indifferently. "Let's go, the Scripture Pavilion will open in a while, don't delay the time. ”

Hearing this, the little fat man shook his head slightly, sighed and left the courtyard with the boy.

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The Xuanjian Sect is one of the best sects in the Southern Wilderness, and even the kitchen shows strong discipline, except for the sound of stir-frying and cooking, there is no superfluous sound.

After Bai Yang came in, he silently placed the bucket in the corner, and then walked to his place.

Although he is a handyman, he has good cooking skills, and he also has his stove in the kitchen, and he does not do ordinary work as a helper and side dishes.

I saw that Bai Yang started a fire, and then quietly washed and chopped vegetables, and as time went by, one after another exquisite dishes were quickly completed under his hands, and then other handymen came to serve them away.

After a few cups of tea, a thin layer of sweat had already appeared on his forehead, and he couldn't help but finish a dish before reaching out to wipe it.

"Boy, come here!"

Seeing that he finished frying the dishes and stood in the corner of the kitchen, the kitchen manager known as Uncle Liu beckoned to Bai Yang.

Bai Yang scratched his head and walked towards Uncle Liu.

"Do you know that today is the day when the Pavilion is open? Uncle Liu glanced at Bai Yang and asked slowly.

Bai Yang trembled slightly, and smiled reluctantly: "I know." ”

Uncle Liu rolled his eyes, knocked Bai Yang's head hard, and said in a deep voice: "Then do you know that if you miss the opening time of the Hidden Scripture Pavilion, you will miss the only hope of being able to cultivate!"

Bai Yang's eyes were gloomy, and he laughed at himself: "Even if you go, there may not be hope." ”

"What nonsense!" Uncle Liu blew his beard, "You are just a withered bloodline, but it doesn't mean that you can't cultivate in this life." Don't mess with me when you do your job, do what you need to do!"

After saying that, he almost pushed Bai Yang to the kitchen door, and then quietly stuffed a warm small stone into Bai Yang's hand.

Bai Yang took the stone, looked down slightly, and looked down, it was actually a low-level spirit stone, and when it was put to the outside world, it was a hard currency that would not depreciate, and it could be exchanged for at least a thousand gold coins!

You know, a thousand gold coins is not a small amount of money, it is enough wealth for an ordinary family of three to be rich for several years.

Uncle Liu patted him on the shoulder, "Take it and make a little bit of a relationship, maybe you can choose the right exercises for you with a knowledgeable senior brother." I can only come up with this, old man, if it's not enough, then you kid will have to figure it out by yourself. ”

"That's embarrassing. Bai Yang wanted to refuse, but Uncle Liu didn't give him a chance to refuse at all, and pushed him out of the kitchen with a glare, "Where is so much nonsense, hurry up!" and then slammed the door.

Almost all of the people in the back kitchen are outer disciples who have no hope of cultivation, and Uncle Liu is the same, but now that he is old, he has become a dispensable kitchen manager, and a low-level spirit stone may be a large part of his property.

Bai Yang crossed the warm current in his heart, took a deep look at the closed gate, put away the spirit stone and turned away.

In the kitchen, several middle-aged handymen came up and asked, "Steward Liu, do you think there is hope for this child Baiyang?"

Uncle Liu sighed and said: "Whether it succeeds or not, it depends on himself." In the past six months, I have watched him change from that lively child to what he is now. ”

Several people also showed expressions of regret.

Bai Yang withered his awakened bloodline due to an accident half a year ago, and was sent to the kitchen to work as a handyman. At first, he was still very optimistic, but after a long time, some gossip around him frustrated him and made him become a taciturn character.

"All in all, we can't let him, a child, spend the rest of his life in a place like we do. After Uncle Liu finished speaking, he sent the others to work, sighed and turned to leave.