That's a foundation! With a lifespan of up to 300 years, you can fly and soar at will, and you can become the backbone of the sect and hold great power, which is really a great joy in life!

But when I thought about it, I was very nervous.

"Open the sect, I'm going in!" Han Chen stretched and said gently. Finally back to the sect!

"Now into the sect?" The tall monk stammered inquiring.

"What, is there anything you can't do?" Han Chen glanced at him lightly, and suddenly, the kind of Weiya that belonged to the Zhuji Cultivator immediately emanated, causing the two cultivators who were close at hand to immediately be forced to take a few steps back. Pale face.

"Of course you can!" the tall monk hurriedly replied, his face flattering, as if he was afraid that Han Chen would be angry.

"Then you won't open the sect yet?" Han Chen regained his lazy appearance and said casually.

The tall monk's mouth opened, and after a while, he took out the token himself, and opened the sect very ruthlessly!

Then he stepped forward obediently, and immediately nodded and said, "Of course you have to open the sect, and the disciple will supply the senior uncle to return to the sect!" The tall monk gave Han Chen a big salute.

The tall man thinks very openly, since he has opened the sect to send Han Chen back to the sect, he naturally wants to serve him comfortably, this kind of mentality is very suitable for the rules of the immortal cultivation world, and his comprehension is also very thorough.

Han Chen smiled, and glanced at the tall man in a blink of an eye, seeing that he was carefully accompanied, which was rare.

In this way, he was very satisfied, not to show that he was a little stingy, so with a wave of his hand, ten lower-grade spirit stones fell into the hands of the tall monk, and said: "These spirit stones are enough for you to cultivate to the middle stage of true qi, and if you cultivate well in the future, you may be able to enter the inner gate!"

The tall monk was stunned at first, and then ecstatic, and the bursts of aura coming from his hand were like a dream, for fear that it would fly away!

It's a good thing to say!

"Okay!" Han Chen waved his hand to stop his words, and said lightly: "Since there is nothing to do, then I will leave!"

After speaking, his body was light, his body moved, and he walked into the sect.

The two looked at the place where Han Chen had left, and for a long time, they breathed a sigh of relief and relaxed.

Although I have seen sectarian bigwigs in ordinary times, this is the first time I have spoken so closely as now, and it is impossible not to be afraid!

And at this time, as soon as Han Chen entered the sect, his eyes immediately lit up, and the accompanying aura bursts, spirit beasts flying, fairies and fairies frolicking, the water source sect is not big, but it is a very form-oriented immortal sect inside!

And all this is just the surface, Han Chen looked at it expressionlessly for a while, then chose a direction and flew away.

Han Chen had chosen a relatively remote spiritual mountain before, and he remembered that before leaving, the mountain was already overgrown with weeds, and he didn't know if it had been too high to be able to Tibet!

But after a while, Han Chen flew to the front of the mountain, he hadn't dealt with it for many years, the grass on the mountain was really high, he didn't deal with it but went back to his cave directly, and lay down leisurely and read a book.

This lay, two months have passed in the sect, on this day, Han Chen sat on a bamboo mat, holding a bamboo tube in his hand, saw the key part, and sometimes exclaimed, the bamboo tube was written on some precautions for refining pills, Han Chen placed a small tripod in front of him, the top of this small tripod looks very ancient, but it is an ancient thing, and a clear-eyed person can also see the fluctuations of the upper and lower grade aura - the lower grade magic weapon.

If he hadn't been just concerned about Huanxi Jin Meng when he was young, he would not have been kicked out of the Dan Pavilion, and he had not learned the secret of refining the pill to the end, so he could only rely on himself to slowly explore.

He easily crushed a few elixirs in front of him and put them into Xiao Ding, his left hand sometimes pinched the trick, and there were bursts of magic light circulating from his hand, and a small black flame was lightly gassing under Xiao Ding, illuminating his face flickering.

At this moment, Xiao Ding shook violently, and suddenly a burning smell came from the Ding, turning into an unpleasant smell that filled the entire room, he frowned, reduced the flame to a minimum, and picked up the bamboo tube and read it carefully, which step was wrong!

But at this moment, there was a sound in the formation outside the door, and as soon as Han Chen stretched out his hand, a transmission note appeared in Han Chen's hand, who could it be? Han Chen was puzzled, and then crushed it with one hand.

"Xiangxiu, Han Chen, Xue Yang, the three of you come to the main hall quickly. The majestic voice of the head slowly came out from this transmission note, and there was no doubt in the voice.

Han Chen only had a slight doubt, so he put away the bamboo tube, waved the prohibition in front of the door, took a step forward, and immediately flew his whole body towards the designated place.

Almost as soon as Han Chen flew out, at the same time, two figures flew out like the same figures, flying towards the place where the transmission note said. The three of them should have met for the first time in so many years, Xue Yang looks righteous and has a gentle face, although Xiangxiu has a proud face, it is not like the mean appearance when she was a child, but she looks beautiful and beautiful.

The three of them looked at each other but did not open their mouths with the same consciousness, and went straight to the main hall of recruitment, this hall is not often opened, but it is opened once every twenty years, the hall is antique and fragrant, carved and jade, the striped road carved on the pillar, with a sense of vicissitudes, this is the place where new disciples are recruited in the sect, and only the monks who build the foundation can step in.

In the main hall, there are also vertical images of the elders who used to be the sect, and in front of these images, the person standing with his back to Han Chen and the three is none other than Huang Xuan, the head of the Shuiyuan Sect.

He simply said some words of encouragement to the three of them, and encouraged the three of them to build a successful foundation. Immediately cut to the chase, the Water Source Sect recruits new disciples in a full range every twenty years, and injects fresh blood into the sect and hands it over to Han Chen and the others.

Such a simple task, the three of them naturally could not refuse, and replied seriously: "Yes"

"At that time, the first ancestor recruited apprentices like this, and selected one after another elites and the mainstay of the sect, at that time, the Water Source Sect was still a very small sect, but it was with the entry and cultivation of this fresh blood that there was today's Water Source Sect. The head of Huang Xuan seemed to be pondering, and after a long time, he turned into a sigh, and his eyes looked at Han Chen, Xue Yang, and Xiangxiu one by one.

With a wave of his hand, he divided the equipment for recruiting disciples into three points and handed it to the three of them, and then signaled that the three of them could go.

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The recruitment of disciples of the water source sect is slightly wider than that of other sects, not far from the door of the sect, there is a hall specially set up to recruit new disciples, in order to meet talented and intelligent people and will not miss it, in addition to the people who come to the sect to sign up, they also need to build the foundation monks to go to various towns and villages, select one or two, and recruit back to the sect when they meet talented disciples, and each foundation building monk must recruit enough three people, this task is completed, and the spiritual root qualification is not remarked, all can be.

Han Chen rode on the crane, dressed in white, lying on his side casually, throwing a spirit stone in his hand, and he didn't get away all the way.

The crane flew all the way to the south, and the final destination was Han Chen's birthplace, Dry Land Town, time flies so fast, this time is decades, and the parents should be gone!

Maybe those old people have left one after another, and only themselves are left!

A few days later, the crane let out a long cry, slowly fell, and stopped in a valley; Dry soil town is a small town, surrounded by mountains, but there has always been a road to the outside world, the season here, not too cold, not too hot, a slight wind blowing the willows, dandelions flying, with Han Chen's sleeves are all inspired, in the twilight day, turned a corner, there is a small hillside, sitting a weak young man who is white.

He was sighing in his mouth! Dressed in a rough white linen robe, with a circle of white juan tied around his head, his whole face was even thinner, his eyes were ruddy, and his cheeks were also white grains, and he could see that he had only cried above.

Seeing Han Chen coming, he hurriedly wiped his face with one hand and stared at him timidly.

Han Chen looked at him with a gentle smile, he looked too young at this age, he experienced the pain of bereavement, it was inevitable to be sad, he stood there, his extremely weak body supported him to stand there but a moment was a little shaky, seeing that he was about to fall, Han Chen immediately stepped forward, crossed some aura in his body, saw his face struggling, he smiled and said: "Don't be afraid, I'm not a bad person!"

The young man felt the warmth of his back, the care of strangers, his eyes widened, staring at Han Chen's face tightly, tears gradually blurred his eyes, and he cried out loudly.

This cry, Han Chen, who was crying, was quite sympathetic, this was heartbreaking after how many grievances he had suffered.

But he could only give him an elixir made of spiritual energy, which could be regarded as giving him some strength, so he walked towards the village alone.

At this moment, the dry soil town has already changed a lot, and its scale is more than ten times larger than when Han Chen was there, and there is such a thing as a yamen in the center of the town, Han Chen is almost walking slowly along that street, on the side of the street, the sound of buying and selling unconsciously, and all kinds of musical instruments are drumming.

Walking up a few steps again, the noisy sound in the ears gradually decreased, and there was a sour smell wafting from the side of his nose, Han Chen looked at it, it turned out that a little girl was holding a small bowl in her hand not far away, and there was another jar in the corner in front of the door, the little girl grabbed some of the sauerkraut from the jar and put it in the bowl, and carefully sealed the jar - and held it into the back room.

Han Chen stood at the door of this house, it looked like an ancient mansion, the pillars were covered with cobwebs, but it was still strong.

He pushed open the door, stood outside the house and looked inside, two bowls of rice porridge, a bowl of cut sauerkraut, even ordinary people eat better than them, an oil lamp was constantly shaking on the table, but the room was filled with a light fragrance of flowers.