Yuan Yi and the prince's little action was all seen by the old monk and the horse-faced monk, but for them, this was a trivial matter as big as a sesame mung bean, and it was not worth mentioning at all.

Immediately, a monk came out and wanted to take Yuan Yi to the place where the failed assessment was, and then take him away from the Thousand Lotus Temple after the assessment was over.

Just when Yuan Yi was taken by this monk and was about to leave the square, fantasizing about returning to the outside, relying on the memory of his previous life, although he could not become a powerful monk, he could also be mixed with a prosperous and wealthy person, the old monk in the sky suddenly stopped Yuan Yi.

"Wait, Tie Xiaozhu, right, in the outer gate of my Thousand Lotus Temple, there is just a shortage of miscellaneous disciples, are you willing to stay and be in charge of the miscellaneous servants of the outer gate."

After hearing this, Yuan Yi was stunned for a moment, but he quickly reacted, but instead of a burst of ecstasy, he immediately asked stubbornly, "Buddha, if the little one is a miscellaneous disciple, he can practice Buddhism."

"Buddha?", after hearing this word, the old monk immediately raised his eyebrows, and his face showed a trace of undetectable joy, of course he had no chance to become a Buddha, the patriarch who founded the Thousand Lotus Temple was just an Arhat, but everyone was willing to listen to good words, Yuan Yi's sentence "Buddha" was very satisfying to the old monk.

"Normally, the miscellaneous disciples of the outer gate are prepared for the heirs of those Buddha cultivators in the door who were born outside, these heirs are unable to practice because they do not have immortal roots, so they become miscellaneous disciples, although they do some rough work, but they are protected by the Thousand Lotus Temple, they have no worries about food and clothing for a lifetime, and their lives are worry-free, although you only have half a fairy root, but if you really want to cultivate, I will instruct you to give you a superficial exercise, you can take it to comprehend it yourself, even if you can't become an outer disciple in the future, when you go to the mortal world, you can easily get a fortune”。

Maybe it's Yuan Yi's voice of the Buddha, which makes the old monk very satisfied, maybe it's that the superficial exercises are not valuable, and the old monk is very happy, so he wants to give Yuan Yi a part of the exercises.

After Yuan Yi heard this, his joy was overflowing, what about half an immortal root, he was a traverser! As long as he was given a chance to touch the gate of the cultivation path, not to mention anything else, it was said that the soul in the body of this iron pillar had a life experience of dozens of years, and this experience was far beyond the reach of children of the same age, and it was enough to bring great help to Yuan Yi's cultivation path.

"Thank you Buddha, thank you Buddha".

After hearing this, many children have already measured that there are immortal roots, and those disciples who have not yet been tested and have any confidence in themselves are envious, although they have to do miscellaneous labor, but at least they can cultivate, it is better than them testing out that there is no immortal root, and they have to go out and work hard for a lifetime.

Immediately, the old monk instructed a delicate monk and said, "Yingxing, you take this disciple to settle down."

"Yes, Elder," the handsome monk next to the horse-faced monk walked out, beckoning to Yuan Yi and motioning for him to follow him.

Seeing this, Yuan Yi hurriedly followed, he was already a miscellaneous disciple, and the next assessment naturally had nothing to do with him, so he could leave now.

Along the way, the beautiful monk walked in front, Yuan Yi respectfully followed, with his life experience in his previous life for so many years, he knew that at this time, he would say more wrong, do more measures, or say nothing, do nothing, and completely obey the monk's orders, so as not to make the monk unhappy.

The two walked all the way, Yuan Yi did not talk much, which made the beautiful monk very satisfied, but he did not have the need to speak, so he was speechless all the way, and finally came to a separate hut with three words written on it, "Miscellaneous Pavilion".

After the arrival of this beautiful monk, an old man who looked to be in his fifties who was originally guarding the Miscellaneous Servants Pavilion hurriedly rushed over and said with a flattering face, "Senior Brother Yingxing, what kind of wind blew you over?"

A very strange scene happened, an old man in his fifties and sixties called out to a young brother who looked to be one or twenty years old.

"This person is a disciple who participated in the assessment, the second level is still so-so, when the third level is tested for qualifications, there is only half an immortal root, and he can't enter the outer door, the elder is merciful, give him the identity of a miscellaneous disciple, and you will arrange it, in addition, the elder has specially instructed him, give him a rough book of exercises, and let him practice on his own."

When this Yingxing spoke, he didn't say hello to the old man from beginning to end, nor did he mention his name, and he didn't even look at him, so it can be said that he completely ignored the old man, but it's right to think about it, he is a high-ranking inner disciple, and this old man is either a miscellaneous disciple, or the kind of outer disciple who mixes the worst, Yingxing naturally won't take it seriously.

"Yes, senior brother, I will settle him well", the old man was not angry at the monk's ignorance, but still flattered like a pug.

Immediately, the monk left without looking back, without saying a word more, and after the monk left, the old man put away his flattering expression, with a hint of a smile, and said to Yuan Yi, "What's your name."

"Senior, my name is Yuan Yi", Yuan Yi did not use the name of the iron pillar, but used the name of his previous life.

"Yuan Yi, I guess your parents are believers! I gave you the name of a monk, the old man's name is Xie Cong, you can just call me Xie Lao, my father is an outer disciple, but I, like you, are half a fairy root, with my father's efforts, I got the status of a miscellaneous disciple, and I also got the opportunity to cultivate, and I am also sympathetic to you."

"Meet Mr. Xie", Yuan Yi hurriedly saluted, this old man will be his top boss in the future, Yuan Yi naturally did not dare to be rude.

"Don't be polite, let me tell you about this miscellaneous disciple first! Miscellaneous disciples, will be responsible for all the miscellaneous servants of the entire sect, it can be said that in the entire sect, the lowest level of the storage zài, you will meet the outer disciples in the sect, or even the inner disciples, no matter how old or young you are, remember to respectfully shout senior brother, don't offend them, otherwise, you have a backer, then it's okay to say, if not, you won't have any trouble killing you."

"The disciple remembered".

"There is another thing, miscellaneous disciples, but you are not the only one, the other miscellaneous disciples, although they are all unable to cultivate, but some of their elders are outer disciples, some are inner disciples, and even some are descendants of elders and elder Taishang, after you become a monk, it is naturally very easy to bully them, but if they find their elders, you will be able to bear it."

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