It's ironic that the roles of the two have been reversed in just one month.

Decadent for several months, a bell rang throughout the Water Source Sect, that is the bell that rings when the sect has a big event, what could it be? Han Chen wore a white robe while using a traction spell to clean his entire face, and there were countless bottles placed next to the bed, and the messy water was mixed with various smells. Han Chen just glanced at it and walked out of the room directly.

The Linglian Platform is located at the bottom peak of the west of the Water Source Sect, with a radius of dozens of miles, but this usually sparsely populated and often deserted Lingtai is crowded with disciples in white robes today.

From time to time, there is a rainbow flash, there is a lookout above the Linglian platform, two stories high, rows of seats on the spiritual wall, neatly aligned. The scenery outside the Lingtai is handsome, beautiful and pleasant. All kinds of exotic beasts, spirit insects are all over the ground.

As one of the three major sects in Yuezhou, the Water Source Sect has a history of thousands of years, and there are many disciples in the sect, and there are two elders of the Great Jiedan, which is also famous in the world of cultivating immortals.

Ordinary people also know that there are immortals living in this mountain, although they have rarely seen it, but the occasional light that flies out is real, and they don't dare to make a mistake, and it is often okay to kowtow and leave.

But today is different from usual, from time to time from the mountain flew out of the glow, and from time to time from the mountain floated a beautiful shadow, I am afraid that the fairy family is holding some party. Although I was curious, I didn't dare to break in casually.

And today, the disciples of the Shuiyuan Sect know that for the first time in the past fifty years, their sect has been promoted to a true person who has built a foundation, and a medium-sized sect like the Shuiyuan Sect has a unstable foundation and is not strong enough!

All the disciples speculated, and everyone agreed, but most of the speculations were the head disciple Xiangxiu, who had reached the peak of his true qi early, and had the head of the Dharma protector, and it was almost a real possibility to build a foundation.

I saw that the Linglian platform was overcrowded with people, but there was a vacant area in front of the observation platform, where a large area could tolerate hundreds of people, but today there were more than twenty tables, and there were less than twenty people sitting, these were the mainstay of the Water Source Sect, and the remaining table elders who were not full were looking for opportunities in retreat or going out to practice.

In the center of the table sat a middle-aged monk, with a gentle face, and his mouth spoke slowly, like a spring breeze. It was Huang Xuan, the current sect leader of the Water Source Sect, who was talking to the woman beside him with a smile on his face at this moment, and he could see that he was in a good mood.

"Golden Dream?" Among the many disciples, Han Chen was in the forefront, looking at the glorious woman standing next to Huang Xuan with a look of surprise. This surprise was not only him, but also countless disciples who made a noise.

"I'm very fortunate that I was able to build the foundation and become a real person,...... I hope that all the disciples will cultivate well and do their best for the sect. Jin Meng's voice has a magical power that is fascinating.

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"The inner disciple Han Chen pursued Elder Jin and failed to use medicine to punish the sect and cut off its resources. ”

"The failure of the inner disciple's mission led to the death of a large number of disciples and punished Heiyun Peak for three years. ”

"Han Chen, an inner disciple, framed Elder Yu back then, punished and abolished cultivation, and worked as a coolie in the miscellaneous room. ”

And at this moment, everyone's complicated eyes are on the most special person. Originally, he was a disciple of the sixth-layer inner sect of True Qi, but now he was going to be a miscellaneous servant only for fairy children!

Xianmen miscellaneous servants have always been not looked down upon, Xianmen miscellaneous servants as the name suggests to choose a five-year-old mortal child, excellent roots, elected into the sect and elected Taoist children can be cultivated, in fact, it is just to deceive the secular people, they live in the mountains with the immortals, enjoy the red dust, can not get the affection of the world, filial piety is not beside the old man, life is short nearly a hundred plants, it is completely wasted here. They often recall that it is also painful.

But Han Chen could only agree with bitterness, he knew that he had now become a joke of the entire Water Source Sect, his cultivation had been beaten down and his resources were cut off, this was to cut off his way of life!

But he didn't care, he looked at Jin Meng, who was sought after by the disciples above, with such a gaze, and suddenly felt that his heart was like a knife.

The disciple's white robe was taken off and replaced with the gray robe worn by the miscellaneous disciples, walking at the bottom of the peak of Lingyun Peak, Han Chen saw most of the disciples of different ages along the way, all wearing gray robes, all of them hurriedly holding the tools for work, looking numb and tired.

This short journey Han Chen didn't know how long he walked, and finally arrived at the foreman of the handyman.

"Utility room, flower and wood forest, Inner Gate handyman disciple Han Chen, this is your number plate!" Sitting on the table was a short, thin, thin, gray-clothed steward with rat eyes, this steward's surname was Han, and Han Chen had the same surname, and he was a third-level cultivator of True Qi, but he was an old man of the Water Source Sect!

Reading the news, he couldn't help but glance up at Han Chen, the cultivation of the fourth layer of true qi fell into his eyes, and a fierce spirit, thin face squeezed out a smile: "Senior brother, I'm sorry, I offended a lot just now, if you feel that this is unpleasant! You can tell me at any time, and I will change it for you."

"No need, thank you!" Han Chen smiled slightly and walked out with the suit.

His cultivation at the moment can still be maintained at the fourth layer, who knows what his cultivation will fall to in the next moment.

Han Chen looked at the rows of rooms in front of him, Han Chen took a deep breath, pushed open the door and walked in to take a look, the room had not changed much from the room he lived in before, only a bed, a bench, not even a table or chairs, and drinking cups and utensils were all on that bench.

The cleaning was very clean, the degree of new and old was not bad, Han Chen lay on the bed, making a squeak, and as Han Chen lay down, the whole wooden bed sank down a lot, crumbling, looking like it was going to collapse at any time.

But Han Chen couldn't care about it so much, he had a lot of thoughts, at this moment, his cultivation had already fallen to the level of true qi! Although there is a place to settle down now, this miscellaneous work is not so easy to do, and I think that Elder Yu's grudge and the golden dream will not make him live so happily.

Thinking of this, he closed his eyes in pain, sighed softly and touched his head, as if only the golden chest could allow him to survive for a moment.

At this moment, the door suddenly slammed, someone kicked it open, and a cold snort entered the room.

"Yo! I heard that there is an inner disciple who has been relegated here to do hard labor today, come and let my grandfather Niu see who it is!" The door of the house is rusty, and it can't resist the external force at all, just a kick, and the whole door will be taken away.

At this time, a middle-aged man dressed in miscellaneous labor walked out from outside, and looked at Han Chen lying on the bed with a fierce face.

"What do you want to do?" Han Chen got up from the bed and looked at the middle-aged man with a calm face.

"What do I want to do? From tomorrow, you will go and bring me ten buckets of water every day, and you will not be allowed to eat if you are not satisfied!" Han Chen only felt a fierce beast aura attacking, looking at the other party's burly figure, he frowned, but he sneered in his heart: "Any cat or dog dares to bully me!"

Han Chen laughed instead, pacing slowly in front of the middle-aged man, the difference in body was in stark contrast, his eyes flashed angrily, Han Chen turned his hand and took out the black knife backwards, and slammed the knife into the middle-aged man's waist, and the knife entered to Bing.

"Ah......" The middle-aged man screamed, and after only one scream, he was covered by Han Chen's hand and whimpered.

It was already dark all around, and a few people vaguely walked out, watching Han Chen stab into the waist of the middle-aged man, and Han Chen, who had a hideous face, turned pale with fright for a while.

"If you want to die, just scream out!"

Han Chen said in a low voice, and the flat bass came to the ears of several people like a devil, sounding eerie and terrifying.

Hurriedly covered his mouth, for fear of a sound.

Han Chen slowly pulled out the knife on the waist of the middle-aged man, he was very careful about proportion, at least the big man would not die now, but with so many things to do, he might not survive in the future.

Han Chen walked through the crowd, letting the big man fall to the soles of his feet and groaning in pain, he carried the knife, the tip of the knife rubbed against the earth, and the blood spread all over the ground, Han Chen was like a devil, who his eyes looked at, that person trembled. The timid ones are even more water-stained. Cover your mouth and tears flow.

In the early morning of the next day, there was a burst of bells outside the house, and when they heard this bell, the miscellaneous disciples woke up one after another, and facing the rising sun, Han Chen began to plant a bamboo forest on the small mountain peak.

Carrying an ax and carrying a bucket of water, the task is to plant eight every day, the ordinary bamboo tree in the extraordinary world of the bamboo forest is the supply of the fairy world, and a kind of spiritual liquid will be born on the bamboo tree in the early morning, this spiritual liquid can condense the breath and increase the possibility of condensation. It is very important for disciples who have just entered the sect.

Time passed like this, and the spiritual energy of this mountain that Han Chen planted was pitifully low, and even more so when he planted a bamboo forest, it was undoubtedly a dead place for monks who needed to cultivate. Soon a year passed, and Han Chen planted all the bamboo forests early on this day.

sat down and was about to rest for a while, suddenly Han Chen gasped, his expression became strange, and then his mouth kept breathing heavily, and he quickly stood up like a nerve reflex, covering his ass with both hands, and then knelt on the ground in pain, this kind of pain of being exploded was the first time in Han Chen's life.

His face was a little pale, and it was not until a long time later that he slowly eased a little, he slowly straightened his waist, looked at the pile of bamboo leaves, and bent down to pull out the pile of bamboo leaves, at this time a black corner was in Han Chen's eyes, Han Chen lifted the axe in his hand, without saying a word, and directly dug down with an axe.