At this time, in the hall on the first floor, people came in and out from time to time, and the team was moving very fast, and soon it was Qin Xuan's turn.

In front of him was a middle-aged man dressed in a deacon's costume but slightly fat.

But Qin Xuan didn't have any spirit stones to bribe the deacon in front of him, so naturally he wouldn't mention Zong Ming's name, but after handing over the nameplate that had been prepared a long time ago, he said honestly:

"I'm a new disciple, and I'm here to receive the sect's routine tasks. ”

"Oh, it's a new junior brother, I'll see what other tasks can be done now. The fat deacon was very kind, and after taking the nameplate, he immediately began to quickly consult a thick book next to him.

"Now there are only two suitable for new disciples: the Purple Bamboo Forest of Purple Fire Peak and the Farming of Dongling Valley, I don't know which one does Senior Brother want to choose?"

"What, chopping purple bamboos and farming?" Qin Xuan almost thought he had misheard.

In his opinion, most of the so-called sect tasks should be tasks such as standing guard or patrolling the mountains, how could it be connected with the two things he heard.

"I know that my junior brother has some doubts, but when I take over the task, I will naturally know what is going on. The bald deacon was not surprised by this, but said with a hint of mystery on his face.

"Then choose Zizhu. Qin Xuan's heart was still full of doubts, but he could only choose one of them by force.

Anyway, he collects purple bamboo and can practice swordsmanship.

"Zizhu's routine task must be completed within three days, otherwise it will be a failure. ”

When the fat deacon heard this, he picked up his nameplate, pressed it down somewhere in the book, and said skillfully in his mouth.

After Qin Xuan took the nameplate, he left the team in a daze, and then remembered that he didn't know where this so-called Nanling Valley was.

He tried to go back and ask the deacon again, but he couldn't help but shake his head when he saw that there was already another disciple standing in front of him, and the whole line of elders was growing up.

But when he turned his gaze, he suddenly saw that Zong Ming was still near the gate and had not left, his eyes lit up, and he walked over directly.

"Senior Brother Qin, which routine task did you receive. But don't feed the spirit beast, that's the most troublesome task!" As soon as Zong Ming saw Qin Xuan coming over, he immediately took the initiative to say hello.

"Senior Brother Zong, it's great that you haven't left yet. I didn't feed the spirit animals, but farmed. But where is the Purple Fire Peak where the farming is located, the younger brother still doesn't know. ”

"Zizhu! Well, it's not a good task, but it's not too bad either. Purple Bamboo Forest, let's do it, I have a map of the sect that I drew in the early years, and it's useless to keep it now, so I'll give it directly to the junior brother. After thinking about it for a while, Zong Ming took out a map drawn with animal skins from his body and threw it to Qin Xuan.

"Thank you, senior brother, you're welcome. That's right, Senior Brother Grandmaster. What's going on with this purple bamboo, does this sect still need bamboo?" After Qin Xuanyi caught the map, he was overjoyed in his heart, thanked him, and asked with some doubts.

"Hehe, when I first heard about this sect's mission, I was just like you. Don't worry, as soon as you get to the place, you will naturally understand what is going on, and maybe you can get some benefits. When Zong Ming heard this, he smiled, and he didn't even answer his question directly.

Seeing this situation, Qin Xuan naturally didn't want to ask any questions, and immediately thanked the other party again, then said goodbye and left.

As soon as he walked outside the door, according to the instructions on the map he had just gotten, Qin Xuan was walking all the way to the Purple Bamboo Forest.

Not far in front of where he landed, there were acres of purple bamboo forests.

Some people dressed in the costumes of inner disciples were waving pale silver sickles in this field, as if ordinary woodcutters were busy with something.

Qin Xuan was looking stunned when suddenly a light cough came from behind him.