The enclosure is what the world calls a toilet.

"You're going to work in a barn?"

Jing Hong asked again, he couldn't believe his ears, he had been a law enforcement disciple for many years, and he had punished not a hundred but dozens of disciples, Jing Hong had never heard such a strange request.

"That's right, it's going to clean the barn. Zhao Xuan affirmed.

Jing Hong said helplessly: "Okay, Zhao Nao, Lin Shuiyao, from tomorrow, help the old servant clean up the house for half a month." ”

Lin Shuiyao was also speechless, big brother, don't you play with me like this, okay?

Lin Shuiyao has loved cleanliness since he was a child, and his unfortunate childhood experience made him avoid the touch of others, and every piece of clothing was washed white, but fortunately, the student clothes issued by Lingxi Academy were also white, even if they were washed white, they couldn't be seen.

The other students all went to the dormitory after finishing the morning class, but Lin Shuiyao always had to hold back to Fearless Peak's own stone room, and the dormitory had never even been to it once.

Letting Lin Shuiyao go to the enclosure is more uncomfortable than killing him.

Looking at Lin Shuiyao's murderous eyes, Zhao Zhi coughed twice: "Ahem, let's go, I really went to the house for a reason......"

This is not Zhao Yuan's bad taste, nor is it deliberately disgusting Lin Shuiyao, it is really the old servant who has been sweeping in the past few days that has attracted Zhao Yuan's attention.

Every time Zhao Qian saw him, it was as if he had seen a giant beast in the wilderness, and under the feeling of Tongyou Baoyu, the energy contained in the entire Lingxi Academy was not as good as this stinking old man.

Zhao Cheng has fled from various states with the old servants of the family in this life since he was a child, and has repeatedly relied on the black spots on his waist to get out of danger, and Tongyou Baoyu has never made a mistake in giving him the feeling that he has never made a mistake. From this point of view, this old servant who cleans the toilet must be a great power in the cultivation world, at least a famous person on the cultivation list, and he doesn't know why he is willing to be cheap.

In the past few days, Zhao Cheng has been in and out of the Xiuzhen Pavilion many times, and he has secretly finalized the identity of this old servant of the sweep, and he has several candidates in his heart. Such an overhaul must be well-informed, if he pleases them, he may be able to help himself break the shackles of the Jade Gate, but he just brought Lin Shuiyao a grievance.

The broom is the most disgusting punishment of hard labor for all students, and no one wants to deal with stinking excrement. But the broom is not the most tiring, but very relaxed, without the careful effort to clean up the dust and fallen leaves in the main hall of the Yuntai. All you need to do is clean up at noon and evening every day, and the students can't even do their homework in the morning.

When the students learned that Zhao Zhi had gone to such a place to work, they all thought that he was crazy.

"He can't have offended Uncle Jing somewhere, right?" a student guessed.

"It must have been Uncle Jing who contradicted the division commander when he asked, otherwise who would choose such a disgusting labor as a sweeper. A student was disdainful.

Zhao Qian didn't care, when he was on a mission in Southeast Asia in his previous life, he had experienced things that were more disgusting than this. I still remember that time when I went to snipe the head of a small country, I stayed in the sewer pipe for a whole week, I ate the food I brought with me when I was thirsty and hungry, and I even gasped and talked after the mission, and I had the smell of feces when I was panting and talking......

After cleaning the house for three days, Lin Shuiyao didn't eat for three days, because the time of the cleaning was after eating. Lin Shuiyao was dizzy with hunger, and she couldn't hold on anymore so she took two mouthfuls of rice under Zhao Yuan's urging.

On the fourth day, Lin Shuiyao really couldn't stand it, and seeing that the law enforcement disciple was not there, Zhao Qian asked him to go back to Fearless Peak first and clean up for him himself.

After Zhao Jian finished cleaning, he stared at the old servant of the sweeper for a while, and he didn't think he smelled, so he sat down on the ground and sat next to the old servant. The old servant's eyelids didn't lift, for three whole days, the old servant never said a word to Zhao and the two, and when he was done, he lay on the ground and drank, and when he was drunk, he fell asleep, not knowing day and night.

Zhao Zhi boldly touched the old servant of the broom: "Seniors, seniors!"

The old servant rolled over, but nothing happened.

Zhao Cheng sighed, leaned sideways on the ground, and said to himself: "Yang Zhixue, born in the new calendar of 6,800 years, entered the Tao with qi at the age of forty, and crisscrossed the ancient Yue with his bare hands after building the foundation, but at the age of sixty, he broke through the Jindan, and because he violated the door rules, he rebelled out of the Longshan faction......"

Seeing that the old servant of the sweep did not react, Zhao Zhi said again: "Nanguo Feng, born in the 7,400 years of the new calendar, a genius in the cultivation of the Chu Domain, the proud son of the sky, the sixteen-year-old foundation building, the forty-two-year-old Jin Dan, ranked first among the three Daozi of the Chu Domain...... After the fall of the family, it collapsed and disappeared in the 7,700th year of the new calendar, and there has been no news since. ”

Seeing that the old servant hadn't reacted yet, Zhao Qian was not discouraged, and continued to talk about the missing monks in "The Secret Story of Cultivating Truth" one by one.

“...... Xie Ting'an, place of birth unknown, date of birth unknown, when he was a teenager, he provoked the heroes in the Jinsha River in Xichuan, killed hundreds of bandits with a sword, and entered the Tao with a sword with the body of a mortal Yumen Tianchong, and entered the Tao with a sword, and his line was like a dragon, ranking first among the top ten scattered cultivators in the cultivation realm......"

As he spoke, he carefully observed the old servant's reaction, only to see that his eyelids trembled slightly, and he stopped snoring.

“...... His people are handsome and handsome, after entering the Tao with a sword, he has a double cultivation of body and law, and he is comparable to a monk with a mortal body, and his sword energy is unparalleled, and the young disciples of Xichuan all think that they are gods. ”

Zhao Qian said faster and faster: "After three years, he successfully built the foundation, entered the Xichuan Sword Gate to apprentice and practice, and convinced the students of the Sword Gate with his sword technique. ”

The old servant of the broom had already opened his eyes, picked up the flask and took a sip of his wine.

Zhao Jiao's mouth was like a river, gushing endlessly: "...... Later, with the peak of Jindan, everyone defeated Shu Yuanbai of Xichuan Sword Gate, although he was defeated by Pang Feng, the first elder of Sword Gate, Pang Feng admitted that if he did not win with the help of cultivation, Xie Ting'an's sword path was far better than his own......"

"In the 7,780th year of the new calendar, Xie Ting'an traveled to Chu with his wife and disciple, passing through Cangnan Prefecture, and suddenly his mind changed greatly, he drew a sword and killed people in Cangnan City, slaughtered millions of monks, and his wife and disciple died on ......the spot."

Before he finished speaking, he saw that the old servant of the broom was trembling, and he had to stand up, and his aura overflowed, so shocked that Zhao Zhi vomited a mouthful of blood.

The old servant grabbed Zhao Yuan's collar and shouted angrily: "Who are you? Are you a disciple of the Sword Sect or a fine work sent by Chu Yu!"

Zhao Xuan's blood surged, and he endured the stench and said: "I? I'm just a lost dog with a broken family!

That's right, the old servant of the broom in front of him is Xie Ting'an!

Hundreds of years across the world, holding a murderous sword for thousands of miles without leaving a line Xie Ting'an!

One person and one sword defeated the Xichuan Sword Gate, and picked up the Xie Ting'an of the forty-seven islands of Fusang!

Two hundred years ago, he slaughtered millions of cultivators with a sword in Cangnan City, and the blood flowed for three days without ending Xie Ting'an!

Later, the various sects cleaned up the battlefield of Cangnan City, and used the small five-element array to clear the evil qi, which was not cleaned up for three months, and now two hundred years have passed, Cangnan City has returned to its old prosperity, but whenever the city is repaired, you can always see the bloodstains in the underground brick joints.

"Haha, the lost dog, that's good, that's good......"

Xie Ting'an laughed loudly, and his voice shook Zhao Zhi unsteadily.

Isn't it just a lost dog? His wife and beloved disciples were all killed by his own hands, and his heart was full of holes, and for 150 years, he relied on drinking alcohol to anesthetize his spirit, and he did not hesitate to defile himself in the house.

It turned out that the world-famous Chinese sword demon became a sloppy old man who was accompanied by feces and urine all day long, and it was said that the dog who lost his family was an insult to the dog who lost his family.

Zhao Cheng knelt down and kowtowed a few times: "Xie senior, I didn't mean to evoke your sad past, the younger generation is really desperate, in fact, the pain suffered by the seniors has been experienced by the same boy, so I asked the seniors to help me!"

So Zhao Cheng mixed up the painful experiences of his past life and this life, and after listening to Zhao Zhi finish telling his own experience, Xie Ting'an's eyes eased, but he regained his lifeless appearance.

Zhao Nao knew that this feeling of being ruined was like a hound barking out of fear trapped in a dry well, and could only use one pain to anesthetize another. And like a child who God and the devil are fighting at the same time, the fear and pain of tearing arms are like a thread tied to the heart and cut back and forth.

It hurts!

"Please take me as an apprentice!"

Zhao Cheng kowtowed on the ground, and pieces of blood oozed from his forehead.

Xie Ting'an said: "My Dao heart is completely wasted, and the heart of revenge is dead, and once you turn around the jade gate, there is still no time to step into the cultivation, what can you use to take revenge? ”

Zhao Zhen kowtowed and said: "The kid once heard that the enemy of his relatives should be dry when he sleeps on his pillow, and he will share the world with him. Zhao Yuan's heart, although he died nine times, he still has no regrets! Please teach me from my seniors!"

Xie Ting'an turned a deaf ear, drank a few sips of wine and lay on the ground and snored.

So Zhao Cheng didn't eat or drink for a few days, and after sweeping the room, he knelt in front of Xie Ting'an, and the students who came to relieve him thought he was crazy.

"But it's still in the induction period, which is really pitiful. ”

Ten days later, the labor time had ended, and Zhao Jian was still kneeling in front of Xie Ting'an, describing him as withered, and he couldn't hold on.

Is it really about to fail? Zhao Nao's heart was full of despair.

"Alas......"

I only listened to the insight and heard An sigh, "Get up, I promise to help you practice." ”

"Thank you, Master!"

Zhao Xuan was pleasantly surprised, but he knelt for too long and his body was shaky.

Xie Ting'an shook his head and said, "Don't call me Master, I will try my best to help you practice, but you are not my disciple, and I will not be anyone's master again......"

"Yes!"

In response, Zhao Zhi felt his head dizzy for a while, and fainted straight.