The next day, the annual competition of the disciples of the Diancangshan sect officially began, and the sect was in full swing, Lin Xiuwen went to take a look, and felt that it was not interesting, and it was boring.

With his current status as a miscellaneous steward, plus in the past few months, the people who hacked him in the past have been cleaned up, so naturally no one is still hacking him behind.

The few formal disciples who entered with Lin Xiuwen saw that Lin Xiuwen also came to watch Dabi, and they did not hide their disdain for him, and kept mocking and sarcasming him, as if ridiculing Lin Xiuwen made them feel a sense of accomplishment.

Lin Xiuwen didn't want to expose his cultivation, nor did he want to be bored, he shook his head and turned to leave.

It was also in the next few days, through the chatter of several miscellaneous servants in the miscellaneous office, that Lin Xiuwenfang knew some specific information about Dabi this time. Zhang Kai won the first place among the official disciples and won the Cold Light Sword.

It's normal for Lin Xiuwen to think about it, this time Dabi purple-clothed disciples don't participate, and opening up to get disciples can also make everyone acceptable.

Moreover, according to the miscellaneous disciples, Xu Feng, who came with Lin Xiuwen from the same village, became a star among the new formal disciples without accident. And in this big competition, he spoke wildly, had no one in his eyes, was arrogant, didn't take others in his eyes, and felt that he was the most powerful in the world.

On this day, Lin Xiuwen came to the door of the inner courtyard, and this time he did not stop here, but strode directly into the inner courtyard. In a moment, he came to the door of the residence of Zhang Xian, the elder in charge of the miscellaneous disciples, and shouted respectfully, "Disciple Lin Xiuwen, please see Master." ”

After the annual competition, Lin Xiuwen revealed the cultivation of the first layer of condensation. According to the rules that the sect has just revised, miscellaneous disciples can become official disciples if they break through the first layer of condensation, which is obviously related to the drastic reforms in the sect.

"What are you doing here?" The door of the residence was not opened, and Zhang Xian's indifferent voice came out, obviously, he didn't like Lin Xiuwen's disciple very much.

Although Lin Xiuwen became an official disciple, no one in the sect was willing to accept him as an apprentice, everyone found a reason to refuse, and finally Lin Xiuwen was pushed to Zhang Xian's door. Due to the affection of the master, Zhang Xian could only accept him.

Lin Xiuwen's expression remained unchanged, and he still said respectfully: "The chores in the chores office are heavy, the disciple is overwhelmed, and the delay in cultivation is small, and the disciple is afraid that he will embarrass the master when the time comes! The disciple wants to quit the mundane affairs of the chores office and find a place to practice with peace of mind." ”

"Hmph, even if you kid is still quite sober, you also know that you and I will be ashamed! Look at your Uncle Wang Lin's disciple Xu Feng, at a young age, he is already the second level of Qi Condensation cultivation. I can stab you to death with one finger! It's a shame that the two of you are still from the same village, and the difference is so far away. Zhang Xian said angrily.

Before the words fell, Zhang Xian continued: "The matter over there in the miscellaneous office, you resign." Your master has already issued an order that the official disciples must go to the back mountain for retreat and practice after the New Year, and you should go too! ”

"Go to the back mountain for retreat?" Lin Xiuwen was stunned.

"Xuanyuan Sect will come to our Diancang Sect before next year to discuss, although Xuanyuan Sect and Diancang Sect have always been friendly, but there will be competition in private. Every time I talk about the Tao, there is a competition between disciples. There is a discussion once every ten years, and in the past few decades, the Diancang faction has never won! Shame on people and throw them at grandma's house! You kid remember to me, if you don't make any progress in a year, you will be embarrassed to show me, I Zhang Xian will drive you down the mountain for anything, and it will not be easy for the senior brother in charge to say that it is not easy to please!" Zhang Xianse said inwardly.

Lin Xiuwen was also interested, and when he saw that others didn't want to see him, he simply retreated.

Lin Xiuwen was depressed in his heart, did he have the exercises to build a grassroots level, and he was imprisoned for a year, so did he have to waste it for a year?

Years later, in the early morning of this day, the morning glow was full of sky, and nine bells rang in the sky.

The Diancang Sect Ancestor Hall is the most solemn place of the Diancang Sect. The space in the Diancang Hall is spacious, and the portraits of the sages of the past dynasties are hung in it, sacred and solemn.

Lin Xiuwen hasn't moved into the inner courtyard yet, and Ren used to live in the outer courtyard. As soon as he walked into the Hall of the Ancestors, dozens of eyes looked at him, he was startled, he walked quickly to the blue-clothed disciples' room, and the afterglow swept across the hall.

In the Hall of the Ancestors, there were more than fifty disciples with solemn expressions, and these disciples were wearing black, white, and blue clothes.

In front of them, sat nine people of various ages, mostly elderly, and only a few who appeared to be middle-aged.

In the center of the main hall, there was a middle-aged man sitting, wearing a cyan robe, and he was imposing. At this time, his eyes were like torches, looking at Zhang Xian, and he said without being salty or indifferent: "Senior Brother Zhang, is he your disciple?"

Zhang Xian hurriedly stood up and explained: "Senior brother in charge, this kid still lives in the outer courtyard, which is far away. His face was ugly, and he gave Lin Xiuwen a fierce look. This boy made him ashamed in front of everyone.

The head glanced at Lin Xiuwen and said, "I have already made the situation very clear, this time you must have an effect when you go to the back mountain to retreat." After a year, the two factions cannot lose again! You will go to the back mountain for retreat from today onwards, and you will not be able to come out halfway. The sect will allocate cultivation resources to you and fully supply your cultivation. Are you all clear?"

"Clear," all the official disciples shouted.

The head nodded, and then said: "You have all seen it, there is not a single purple-clothed disciple of the huge Diancang Sect! A year later, I hope that among you, someone will become the core disciple of my Diancang Sect." Okay, you go into the back mountain, the movement is small, don't affect the cultivation of Elder Taishang. Zhang Xian, give them the exercises and cultivation resources of the first seven layers of Qi Condensation. ”

Before the words fell, the head silently recited the mantra, pinched the trick with both hands, and shouted in a low voice: "Open!"

A door of light appeared in the main hall.

The disciples received the exercises and walked into the light gate one after another.

Passing through the light gate, Lin Xiuwen's eyes flickered, and he looked around again, he was no longer in the Hall of the Sages, but in a valley where the aura of heaven and earth was extremely strong. With a sweep of his eyes, the disciples who came in before were all around, with surprised expressions on their faces, and a large number of people looked around.

The valley was surrounded on all sides by cliffs, and hundreds of caves had been dug by man.

Lin Xiuwen noticed that someone was looking at him, and when he looked at him, he saw Xu Feng looking at him provocatively with a disdainful expression.

Suddenly, an old voice sounded between heaven and earth, "This is the secret realm of the mountain behind my order, and the secret realm of cultivation that I sent several ancestors to jointly create six hundred years ago. Once you come, you must cherish the opportunity, cultivate diligently, and don't have half a point of relaxation, otherwise, don't blame the old man for throwing you out!"

"That's it, this cliff is too high, you haven't even reached the first floor, you must not be able to go up, I'll give you a ride!" With a flick of his sleeves, a thrust suddenly appeared at Wang Lin's feet, and after taking him to the mouth of a cave, it dissipated.

As soon as Lin Xiuwen entered the cave, a big stone fell behind him, directly sealing the cave, leaving only a few small pores.

The cave is not big, only a stone bed. There are no huts or anything. Before the foundation building period, it has not yet reached the state of not eating grains.

Fortunately, the sect distributed four pills of Bigu Dan to solve this problem. One pill can provide food energy for three months, so people don't need to eat during this period.

However, this has nothing to do with Lin Xiuwen, and as soon as his mind moved, Lin Xiuwen's figure in the cave disappeared.